“It’s coming—!” 0

With a shout, someone pointed beyond the horizon as a towering Undead creature leaped into view. It stood dozens of meters tall. 0

The Undead was a cyclops that had turned into a ghoul. The one-eyed giant, its single eye radiating green light, landed amidst the front lines with a single leap, impacting the ground like a strike from a massive catapult. The earth erupted with a tidal wave of soil, flipping the terrain upside down. 0

Boooom—!!0

The force of its descent shattered even the ghoul cyclops’s lower legs, but injuries meant nothing to Undead creatures. Its shattered bones, which had fragmented into thousands of pieces, began to reassemble. The flesh regenerated atop the frame, and its legs completely restored their functionality. Its body, saturated with the deathly energy of Nastrond, was far removed from anything resembling normal physical matter. 0

Its jet-black muscle fibers writhed once. 0

“A body that size has its inconveniences. You can see every move it’s going to make,” Izmel, the captain of the Red Dragon’s 1st Unit, remarked with a smirk as he looked down at the ghoul cyclops. 0

Even when alive, a mature cyclops was classified as a Rank S threat. Though its single eye no longer emitted destructive energy beams, its undead nature gave it immortality, and its colossal mass remained a dire threat. Its strikes, no more than a child’s tantrum, could level mountains. 0

As such, it had to be felled before it made a move. 0

“■■■■■■—!?”0

A crimson sword energy slashed through the cyclops’s arm. Out spilled black, necrotic blood,...0