Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

Since the war between the humans and the Angel race had begun, human powerhouses from across the continents had been steadily returning to the Arcadia continent to bolster the Mage Guild headquarters.

Liora was no exception, but the guild branches on the other continents still needed leadership. The human empires were being managed by their respective royal families, so there was no cause for concern on that front.

Alex now held a single, paramount title: Queen of the Undead Race, the new Undead Lord.

This placed her on equal footing with the rulers of any major race.

Of course, in their eyes, the undead race was still just a rising power, not yet among the true top-tier factions.

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After a long flight, Alex arrived at Hurricane City, a place she had visited many times before.

This time, however, she returned with a different identity, and the familiar face she expected to see was missing.

She had assumed Robert, being both a Mage Guild member and a member of the Starfallen Empire's royal family, would be the logical choice to lead Hurricane City in Liora's absence.

Instead of entering through the main gate, Alex phased through Hurricane City's protective shield, appearing directly in front of the palace.

She walked towards Liora's former office, a sense of familiarity washing over her.

As she pushed open the door, she saw a young man sitting at Liora's desk. He was only at the initial King level. Startled by the intrusion, he looked up.

Their eyes met, and a flicker of surprise crossed both their faces. Alex recognized him, and he clearly hadn't expected her sudden visit.

"Greetings, Undead Lord," he said, quickly composing himself. "I am Boreas, the acting president of Hurricane City."

"I thought you would have established your own kingdom," Alex said, taking a seat on the sofa. "I didn't expect you to join the humans." She looked at the last remaining member of the former Elemental Alliance.

"I was mentored by Mr. Wind," Boreas explained. "I eventually relinquished my lord status and chose to cultivate magic with the humans."

It turned out that Boreas possessed an exceptionally high affinity for wind magic. He was, in fact, the most talented among the five members of the Elemental Alliance.

Wind, also a former lord, had naturally taken Boreas under his wing, treating him as his successor. Even if Boreas couldn't become a god, reaching Sovereign level was well within his reach.

Unfortunately, Wind had perished in the war between the humans and the Angel race.

The Mage Guild hadn't ostracized Boreas for his past affiliation. On the contrary, thanks to Wind's influence, he had been appointed as the acting president of Hurricane City.

The Eldoria continent was arguably the safest of the seven continents now.

Boreas seemed more composed and less impulsive than before, a testament to his growth over the past few months.

"I've come to Hurricane City to deliver some crucial information," Alex said, her expression turning serious. Their current positions and allegiances were different now. There was no room for nostalgia.

She couldn't go to the Arcadia continent herself. Informing the humans was partly to repay a debt, but more importantly, she couldn't allow the hostile faction to win this era war.

"Please, tell me, Undead Lord," Boreas said, grabbing a pen and paper, ready to take notes.

"Before I do, can you access Hurricane City's information archives?" Alex wasn't about to share this intelligence with someone who wasn't high enough level.

"As acting president, I certainly can," Boreas replied politely, without questioning her motives.

"Good. I need you to look up information on the Sea God era and the last time the Sea Race launched a large-scale invasion of the land."

Alex watched Boreas expectantly.

"One moment, please." Boreas stood up and left the room to retrieve the information.

He returned shortly after, carrying a stack of thick documents, which he placed on the table.

"Would you like to read them yourself, or should I summarize the key points for you?"

"Summarize it for me," Alex said after a moment of thought.

"The Sea God era began fifty thousand years ago," Boreas began, his voice even and steady. "Its leader was Poseidon, a true god. However, there are no records of a second Sea God emerging within the Sea Race.

At its peak, the Sea Race had one true god, twenty-four pseudo-gods, and countless Sovereign level beings. In the early stages of that era, all land-dwelling races lived in fear of the Sea Race.

Towards the end of the era, the major races, after nearly a thousand years of preparation, joined forces and waged war against the Sea Race. From then on, the Sea Race gradually faded from public view."

That was all the information the archives contained about the Sea God era. Back then, the human race was just a moderately powerful faction, still far from being a true top-tier race. Consequently, the available records weren't particularly comprehensive.

Clearly, the Sea Race had pseudo-gods. Even if all their pseudo-gods had perished in that war, they should have replenished their ranks by now.

So why hadn't they deployed any pseudo-gods against the undead race?

Boreas looked at Alex, awaiting further instructions.

"Continue," Alex said calmly.

"After the Sea God era ended, all the races gained a new understanding of the Sea Race. Regardless of their internal conflicts, they all shared a tacit agreement: never allow the Sea Race to encroach upon the land.

The Sea Race invasion you're referring to occurred ten thousand years ago. It lasted for several months, beginning with a surprise attack by the Sea Race and ending with a joint counteroffensive by the major races that severely crippled them.

It was a massive war, one of the largest in this world's history.

The Sea Race deployed over a dozen pseudo-gods in their assault on the Arsen continent. The dominant race on the Arsen continent at the time was the Ice Race, led by the Ice God. He faced the Sea Race pseudo-gods alone, slaying them all, but the battle drained his power, leaving him unable to resist the World's Heart's influence. He was forced to ascend.

The Ice Race, having lost their god, was then subjected to a full-scale invasion by the Sea Race. They were wiped out overnight. The other six continents joined forces and repelled the Sea Race, inflicting heavy losses, including nearly ten more pseudo-gods. The Sea Race retreated to the ocean, vanishing from sight."

Boreas added, "Until now."

Alex was stunned. It seemed the Sea Race's power was indeed comparable to the Angel race.

No wonder the Arsen continent was so weak. It had once been home to Ice race, but they had been annihilated by the Sea Race.

So, the Sea Race was not only powerful but also decisive, as evidenced by their willingness to deploy over a dozen pseudo-gods in their surprise attack on the Ice Race.

But the Sea Race's current behavior didn't match the historical records.

To understand their motives, she needed to learn more about the Ice Race. But they had been wiped out overnight, and even the Mage Guild had limited information about them.

From these clues, Alex only knew that the Ice Race was led by a true god and seemingly had no pseudo-gods.