The huge semi-circular arena was Kane and his party's battlefield, and at the same time, it was these Undead's cage.

It was also their burial ground.

Ten seconds later, the Holy Light Energy that had filled the entire arena slowly began to calm down from its previous frenzy.

The blinding radiance started to withdraw, its rage turning gentle.

To keep this massive amount of Holy Light Energy from spilling out and causing too much commotion around them in a moment…

An empty Magic Stone appeared in the center of the arena and began absorbing the residual Holy Light Energy in the air.

Only then did the scene within the arena finally become visible to everyone.

The Silver Undead who had followed over were turned to dust in an instant.

For these Silver Undead whose strength wasn't high enough, this Holy Light Energy…

was like throwing an ordinary person straight into molten lava.

The piles of white ash on the ground were their final remains.

Some of the weaker Golden Undead likewise left only a bit of ash scattered on the ground.

It was just that their ash still contained some bone fragments—they hadn't died completely clean.

But their Souls had been worn away to nothing by the Holy Light.

Because there were too many Undead inside the barrier this time, they couldn't do it like with the Witch Demon before and flood a single body full of absurd Holy Light Energy.

That meant the stronger Undead actually managed to survive.

But at this point, their state was practically half-crippled.

A massive Iron Hammer crashed down, Holy Light Flashing on its surface, interwoven with dense blue lightning.

An Undead that had barely clung to life was smashed to pieces by this strike.

The Holy Light that restricted these Undead did nothing to limit the helpers Kane had brought.

The whole field had descended into utter chaos.

Raphael and the others were relentlessly attacking the Undead, relying on the Enhancement Kane had applied to them beforehand.

Within those ten seconds, they had already finished off their respective opponents in a blaze of light and were now moving on to the remaining Undead.

Between those wiped out by the massive Holy Light and those they had cut down themselves, the number of Undead still barely hanging on wasn't even as many as the people Kane had brought.

In just ten seconds, the fight had flipped into a one-sided gang-beating.

Once the Holy Light inside the barrier faded away…

a huge mass of black-and-white flame smashed in from the outer edge.

"What the hell is this, get off me!"

"It's attacking my Soul, trying to strip away my freedom!"

Two Undead who had just steadied themselves were suddenly struck by that black-and-white flame.

The flame invaded their bodies from the point of impact, burning their Souls.

Like maggots gnawing on bones, it couldn't be scraped off no matter what they tried.

A streak of black-and-white light flashed by.

A massive axe blade had already appeared above an Undead's head, and before the Undead could react, the blade had already come down on his skull.

"Argh!"

With a wretched, piercing scream…

the Soul Fire inside his skull was burned to ash.

The remaining body was taken over by the black-and-white flame, and inside the split-open skull, a black-and-white Soul Fire was reignited.

It stood up, stretched out its arm, and immediately swung at the Undead beside it.

This Undead was no longer who he once was; he had become a newborn Undead.

And Kreya, who had attacked him, once again turned into a black-and-white dashed line and appeared behind another distant Undead.

The barrier protecting Steel Bone and the others vanished as well.

"Looks like it's our turn to move too."

As he spoke, Steel Bone tore open space and disappeared from where he stood.

The Zombies also made their moves one after another.

The enemy Undead present were visibly being wiped out.

The Frankenstein that had been leading them earlier had survived the first wave of Holy Light and was now sneaking over to the barrier.

Taking advantage of the other Undead drawing all the attention, he struck at the barrier, trying to escape.

"What are you doing, Hassan? Running away isn't your style."

As the words fell, the sharp bone claws of Steel Bone, coated in a strange hue, pierced straight through the Frankenstein's left chest in an instant.

The earlier Holy Light strike had almost completely stripped this Frankenstein of his external Defense Power, and coupled with the spatial rules on Steel Bone's claws, it was effortless to tear him open.

"You… why are you betraying us? Why are you working with… these living creatures?"

Hassan voiced the biggest doubt in his heart.

He simply could not understand why Steel Bone, an Undead with such powerful strength, would cooperate with the living.

Undead and living beings were born mortal enemies; "sworn foes" wouldn't even be an exaggeration.

It was something he had never even considered possible.

"Then take a good look."

As he spoke, Steel Bone clenched the arm thrust into the Frankenstein's body and crushed his core.

And just before he died, the Frankenstein finally saw the answer he wanted.

A certain aura Flickered from Steel Bone's body, gathering into a faint emblem.

So that's it. They really did find Facundo and sign a new contract with him.

No wonder his strength improved. I should've thought of that earlier.

What left Hassan dying with his eyes open was…

Why didn't you just explain it to me? I could have switched sides too.

Since Facundo has come back, I'd count as loyal as well.

Elsewhere, an Undead whose Soul was about to be devoured by a Ghost shouted loudly, "Wait, I surrender! If you can accept them you can definitely accept me, I'm will—"

"You talk too damn much."

Before the Undead could finish his sentence, the Ghost yanked his Soul out and stuffed it into its mouth.

Seeing this, Kane in the distance simply turned a blind eye.

Why would he stop it? 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Kane: If they surrender, won't I end up with one or two fewer Golden Magic Stones?

Ghost: If they surrender, won't there be one more person sharing the credit?

With both sides tacitly understanding each other, not a single Undead on the field was left alive.

They were all turned into nothing but real bones.

"A huge haul!"

Kafka looked at the three Golden Magic Stones in his hand, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Today, he was the one who got the most Magic Stones among everyone present, Kane excluded.

As the Emperor of Luck, it was impossible for this Devil not to feel pleased.

Even though, no matter how you looked at it, a Devil's smile always seemed wicked.

It wasn't just him; all the gold‑rank members who took part in this siege had gained quite a lot.

Even the unluckiest Raphael had gotten one, not to mention the others.

"Looks like I'll have to come up with something new to collect all those Golden Magic Stones from their hands."

Watching everyone's delighted expressions, Kane rubbed his chin and said.

"Isn't your Blessing the best thing for that?"

Kreya, standing beside him, heard Kane's words and spoke.

"I'm still not proficient enough. I'll practice it properly after this is over."

Though that was indeed a method he had thought of long ago.

After obtaining the Gifted Skill, Kane hadn't had many chances to use it; he had been hunting Undead nonstop.

All to speed up the progress of this mission.

This Skill wasn't some sort of combat Skill, so it basically never came up in normal situations.

Other than the experiments he did on himself when he first got it, he hadn't used it again.

So he could only leave it aside for now.

Kane picked up the Magic Stone that had been collecting Holy Light Energy in the center and put it into his Space Equipment.

Then he dispelled the protective barrier.

He looked at the spiral-shaped dark clouds on the horizon; beneath them was where those three Kings of the Undead were.

Thinking of this, Kane asked Steel Bone not far away, "Will the commotion from our fight just now attract the attention of the three Kings of the Undead?"

"I don't know. If I don't deliberately pay attention, I basically wouldn't notice it, but we can't rule out accidents."

Steel Bone shook his head as he answered Kane's concern.

Although this place was already far from the central Bone Tower, there was still no guarantee those Undead wouldn't sense the disturbance here.

Kane had already used the Magic Chalice today.

If a real fight broke out, he would only be able to rely on the Starlight Dragon bloodline.

In that case, he might not be able to instantly kill one of the Kings of the Undead and could even end up getting hurt.

If one slipped away in the chaos, that would be a huge problem—basically a massive loss.

When the initiative to attack wasn't in his own hands, problems like this would arise.

Thinking about this, Kane could only gaze into the distance and wait in silence.

If they sensed something, they would definitely come over to take a look.

Then he'd just have to put in a bit more effort and deal with them today.

...

Dozens of minutes earlier.

Inside the central Bone Tower of the Undead Territory.

The Soul Fire inside the Skeleton Monarch's skull suddenly flared, continuing to maintain his energy output.

But he spoke: "There seems to be a little commotion outside. Aren't you going to go take a look?"

"Some people just can't behave themselves."

Madio opened his blood‑red eyes, the flashing crimson glow locking onto the Skeleton Monarch.

He had felt the disturbance outside as well. Though it was far away and not very clear,

the fluctuations from fighting and colliding energies could still be sensed.

It seemed the defenses on Facundo's corpse were about to be destroyed; someone was starting to lose their patience.

So, was it the two in front of him?

"What do you mean? You suspect me?"

Skeleton King Hard seemed extremely displeased as he asked.

"No, no, no, I never said that. But who can say for sure? It's a very critical time right now; we can't afford even the tiniest accident."

Madio spoke slowly, his tone dripping with mocking irony.

At this moment, the gray‑robed figure who had been sitting in the corner, sending out energy and not joining their conversation, suddenly spoke.

"Danger is approaching, but not yet. The method to break it lies in Facundo's body."

Hearing his words, the two who had been bickering immediately shifted their attention to him.

"Lucerne, what do you mean by that?"

Madio frowned and couldn't help asking.

Beneath the black robe were two faint points of light, like pupils.

The light points fixed on the two of them as he said slowly, "Danger is coming, but not now. To resist the threat, this body is the key to unraveling it.

So speed up your energy output."

Lucerne's ambiguous words made both Undead feel inexplicably irritated.

But right now, it was true that only by fully extracting the corpse would they have more chances.

Just then—

The protective barrier above, already crisscrossed with cracks, suddenly rang out with another resounding sound of shattering.

A thick, long fissure split across the entire barrier.

In that brief instant, the barrier's Defense Power sharply weakened once more.

The piercing noise forced all the Undead to shift their attention upward.

Instinctively, they increased the power of their output.

"Quick! More power, the defense is about to break!"

Lucerne, who rarely spoke, immediately shouted.

The power of the three Undead poured out once again, this time with a sense of recklessness.

This sudden, drastic weakening of the barrier made their once‑calm Souls blaze with fervor.

It stirred their placid emotions into excitement.

The three beams of output light thickened in an instant and slammed into the barrier above.

All three of them could feel that the barrier's energy had shrunk drastically in that single moment and was still continuously dropping.

The defense kept weakening.

Success seemed within arm's reach.

As for the danger Lucerne had mentioned just now, it was no longer important.

Their mutual sniping no longer had any meaning.

Whoever got this corpse—so‑called danger would be just a minor issue.