A cold soul storm roared, spinning, and bombarding the whirlwind surrounded by sand and dust.
Immediately, a series of loud and muffled sounds of explosions rang out.
For a moment, sand and dust flew all over the sky, entangling with the cold wind and snow that whistled past, making everyone feel as though they were in a world of ice and fire.
After a moment, accompanied by a loud "boom", a violent airflow instantly erupted. The flying sand and dust caused many people to instinctively lower their heads.
But this was only the beginning.
The spinning sand began to condense in the air. Soon, when it returned to the ground, it had already turned into strange-shaped monsters.
They had human-like bodies, tall, thin, and pitch-black bodies that looked like they were cast from iron, and the heads of these monsters looked more like the fusion of hounds and monkeys. Although they did not know what they were, they were certain that they did not come with good intentions.
"How interesting."
Seeing this scene, Jenn narrowed his eyes and looked at the hundreds of enemies in front of him.
Of course, he could tell that these monsters were not Oracles at all. In fact, they were like the undead creatures summoned by Frostmourne, 'summoned creatures' controlled by something.
But Jenn did not sense a power similar to Frostmourne in the sand castle, which meant that … there was probably something wrong with this land itself!
Thinking of this, Jenn narrowed his eyes and glanced at the sand dunes in front of him again.
It seemed that his guess was correct. There must be some secret hidden under these sand dunes.
The sandstorm gradually disappeared, and in its place, countless sand monsters appeared in front of everyone.
But unlike ordinary monsters, these sand monsters were arranged in phalanxes and advanced and retreated in an orderly manner toward Jenn and the others. The sand monsters in front raised their shields, and the sand monsters in the back held their spears tightly.
They covered the entire sand dunes until the end of the horizon.
But this was not the end.
"Kala … kala … kala …"
The ice that covered the sand dunes began to shatter, making a faint sound.
At the next moment, the smooth, mirror-like ice surface crumbled instantly, revealing incomplete figures wearing tattered leather armors and clutching dirty, rusty weapons in their hands.
Apart from the white bones, there was nothing else on the frail body, and what was emitted from the pitch-black eye sockets was the azure soul fire!
These were the dead that had been devoured by the desert. From the birth of this desert until now, countless lives had longed to pass through it and conquer it, but they had all fallen.
They fell in the middle of the journey, burned by the scorching sun and swept away by the sandstorm.
But now, under Frostmourne's call, they stood up again, gripped their weapons tightly, and tried to complete the mission they could not complete when they were alive.
"— —!!!"
The sand creatures roared furiously at the sight of the Undead Army.
Hearing this roar, Frostmourne gripped the hilt of her sword tightly and raised it high.
At this moment, as though some kind of mechanism had been activated, countless blue dots of light appeared in the black sea of death behind Frostmourne.
And along with them were the angry screams of the Undead Army!
At this moment, the desert and the enemies that it had devoured and killed once again resurrected in a brand-new way, continuing the battle between them.
The swords moved forward, and the army moved forward.
The Undead Army raised their weapons high and charged forward frantically.
And in front of them was a monster army that was like a violent sandstorm.
Neither side had the slightest trace of fear, nor did they give in at all. There was only one meaning for their existence, and that was to completely flatten and destroy each other.
Destroy their bodies, annihilate their souls, and make all that remained of them disappear from this world!
This was a war that had no time. Survival or destruction, that was their only outcome!
Under Jenn's gaze, the two armies swept through the entire sand dunes like a flood that broke a dam and collided heavily.
In an instant, the impact of their collision was so huge that even Jenn and the others, who were at the rear, could feel the tragic aura coming head-on.
There was no end to the slaughter between both sides. The Undead Army couldn't be killed, and after the Sand Creatures were killed, they would only turn into a whirling dust and disappear. Shortly after, they would condense and reappear elsewhere. This was a sand dune, a desert, and there was no lack of sand here.
Perhaps they couldn't compete with the Undead Army in terms of strength, but they also had the advantage in numbers.
"Arghhhhh!"
The storm of souls appeared again. Along with the eruption of bone-chilling winds, the servants that Jenn found screamed and fell to the ground in pain.
They struggled to raise their hands, trying to hold on to the last flames of their lives.
But the ubiquitous cold wind of death mercilessly extinguished their flames of life.
The pitiful creatures screamed and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, they were dead.
At the next moment, their bodies began to swell like inflated balloons. Their shriveled and thin bodies became swollen and terrifying giants that were three to four meters tall.
They let out deep roars like injured beasts. Under the guidance of the blade of death, they threw their lives into this war without hesitation.
Both sides were in a deadlock for a while. The Sand Creatures had the numbers, and the Undead Army wouldn't be killed.
This was a war with almost no ending.
It wasn't until Pattilina screamed and led the Firmament Army into the battlefield that everything began to change.
Dazzling artillery fire fell from the sky like raindrops, bringing up sparks on the Sand Creatures' camp.
Continuous flames exploded on the sand dune, mercilessly blasting everything in its range into smithereens.
At that moment, the Sand Creatures finally began to retreat. They could no longer resist the powerful attacks of the Undead Army. The tornado that was responsible for resisting the Firmament Army didn't appear either. At that moment, it was suppressed by the soul storm controlled by Frostmourne and couldn't lift its head at all.
"What do you think?
Enoya? "
Jenn didn't join the battle. He just stood there, gazed at the sand city in the distance, and asked.
As for those who died behind him and were transformed into Undead Creatures, Jenn didn't care. After all, this was the only meaning of their existence now.
"It's indeed a little unusual."
Upon hearing Jenn's question, Enoya nodded.
"Pattilina is exerting herself, but now isn't the time for her to show her might … It's almost time to show her your strength."
Jenn said, smiling at Enoya and winking.
"You know what to do, right?"
"Of course. Please leave it to me, Master."
Upon hearing Jenn's words, Enoya smiled and raised her right hand.
At the next moment, a golden staff appeared in Enoya's hand.