Chapter 30: Night Never Ends
[System: Continental Alliance Engagement]
[Distance: 15 kilometers]
[Lucas’s Undead Forces: 1,200,000 units advancing]
[Konstantin’s Alliance: 850,000 troops]
[Battlefield Status: Optimal for carnage]
[Victory Probability: 97.3%]
Lucas stood atop the tallest tower of his fortress, gazing out at the sea of undead that surged like a wave of death toward the horizon. Every step of the undead army sent shivers down his spine, while the bone dragons flapped their wings with a sound that resembled the screams of thousands of damned souls.
"Beautiful," his voice flowed with almost spiritual satisfaction, "perfection in motion."
Selena materialized beside him with movements like a liquid shadow, her Crimson Crown gleaming with vampiric energy that resonated with bloodlust. "My King, scout reports indicate Konstantin has set up a defensive formation. He’s trying to—"
"Irrelevant," Lucas interrupted, his tone laced with dark amusement. "Defensive positions are only effective when the enemy doesn’t have an overwhelming numerical advantage."
[System: Tactical Analysis]
[Konstantin’s Formation: Layered defense]