Vrasha's sword sliced straight through the Death Worms' thick armor, cleaving their massive bodies into two and taking their lives instantly.
The entire battlefield was painted crimson with the blood of the gigantic creatures that had crawled out from beneath the desert.
The air grew heavy with the thick scent of fresh blood, while the organs and corpses of the Death Worms lay scattered throughout the battlefield.
After witnessing the slaughter of his Death Worms, the Undead King felt as though the ground beneath his feet had disappeared.
His mind had fallen into complete chaos. Not only had his millions of undead soldiers been annihilated, but even his army of Undead Dragons had been wiped out entirely.
And now, his Death Worms were being slaughtered right before his eyes. What shocked him the most was how effortlessly they were being defeated.
'H-How in the world is this even possible?!?!' he screamed inwardly, his mentality nearly collapsing from sheer shock.
