As per Lux’s orders, none of the Undead harmed the innocent and simply charged toward the castle gates.

The soldiers tasked with protecting the castle began to fight against the Undead Legion, but they were simply too many. Not to mention that most of the skilled warriors had been drafted to go to the war, which meant that the Capital’s defenses weren’t that strong.

Ronan, who heard Asmodeus’ declaration, roared in anger and rushed toward the Undead Legion, wanting to decimate them all.

However, a familiar Half-Orc appeared in front of him and smashed a fist into the side of Ronan’s face for a third time.

Barca and the Orc Warlords had remained in order to deal with the High-Rankers, leaving no Elite Fighter available to deal with the Undead Legion, who beat up all opposition.

While all this was happening, Asmodeus was busy shouting his propaganda, rebranding Ronan’s name as the leader of the Rebel Army.

The Skeleton Soldiers didn’t kill anyone—not even the enemy soldiers who were trying to stop them.

Lux had made a promise to Great General Garret that he wouldn’t start a killing spree in the Capital City just in case their escape didn’t go according to their plan.

For the most part, only the Noble District suffered major damage as the Orcs and the High-Rankers fought, leaving most of the Commoner’s District intact.

Just as the Undead Legion reached the Castle Gates, a booming voice spread across the capital city of the Haca Dynasty.

“Foul Creatures! You dare stain this land with your blight!”

Holy Flames descended from the sky, annihilating nearly half of the Undead Legion with a single strike.

“Barca, it’s time to go,” Baronar said as he appeared beside their leader. “A Saint is nearing the city.”

Barca narrowed his eyes in the direction a powerful life force was coming from. He had long known that the Haca Dynasty had a Saint, and they had already added this variable in their rescue operation.

“Let’s go,” Barca ordered. “Let’s go back to the Blackrock Clan.”

He, Baronar, and the other Orc Warlords turned into particles of light as they disappeared from where they stood.

The effect of Heaven’s Call [EX] allowed Lux to summon any of his Guild Members to his location.

However, his Guild Members could cancel this summoning effect anytime, allowing them to return to where they came from before they were summoned.

This was similar to how Lux summoned Sid and Scarlet whenever he needed their help.

Every time the summoning ended, the two Assassins would return to the place where they had been summoned from.

Asmodeus glanced in the direction of the Orcs before scratching his head.

“I need more reinforcements,” Asmodeus muttered. “I guess I can’t be too picky. Hey, you lot, just summon everything you can summon over there!”

The Liches looked in the direction where the Archlich was pointing and nodded their heads.

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Haca Dynasty’s Marketplace…

While a great battle was taking place in the Noble District and near the Castle Gates, most people simply watched from afar.

None of them wanted to get entangled between the Rebel Forces, which were led by Commander Ronan, and the Royal Guards, who were doing their best to protect the Royal Family from those who tried to overthrow their rule.

When they saw the Divine Flames descending from the sky, all of them were awed due to how magnificent it looked.

While this was happening, a commotion suddenly erupted in the Marketplace.

“W-What is happening?!” a butcher exclaimed in fright as the meat he was selling suddenly came back to life, and merged together to form a Zombie Boar whose eyes glowed eerie red.

The Zombie Boar gave the Butcher a sidelong glance before snatching its leg from the butcher’s hand with its snout, scaring the latter into screaming like a little girl.

The Boar ignored the Butcher’s screaming as its leg reattached itself to its body, allowing it to move properly. With one mighty squeal, the Zombie Boar charged toward the palace to help its brethren in their time of need.

Zombie Chickens, Ducks, Cattle, and other Beasts that were sold for their meat suddenly came back to life and made a beeline toward the palace, forcing all the bystanders to move aside to let them pass.

The Liches, who were responsible for reviving these creatures, all covered their faces in embarrassment. Never in their unholy lives did they think that a day would come when they had to rely on this strategy to help bolster their forces.

Only Asmodeus laughed when he saw their reinforcements coming to aid them in the fight against a Saint.

Of course, he knew that they had no chance of winning, so he decided to go out with a bang.

“Skeleton Make!” Asmodeus summoned a giant Bone Bazooka and aimed it at the Royal Palace.

“Eiko and I have been saving this trump card, but I guess now is a good time to use it,” Asmodeus summoned a Giant Skeleton Bomb and loaded it inside the Bone Bazooka.

After making sure that the Royal Castle was within its strike range, the Archlich snapped his fingers, and the Bone Bazooka unleashed the destructive cannonball that was filled to the brim with Eiko’s Blast Bombs.

“Praise the Sun!” Asmodeus said using the Bone Megaphone, while raising both of his hands in the air, in a gesture of welcome.

A moment later, a loud explosion shook the entire capital city of the Haca Dynasty.

Half of the Royal Palace, which symbolized their Dynasty’s Sovereignty, was blown apart by Asmodeus’ parting shot.

The Archlich made sure to aim at the area where he couldn’t feel any life force to ensure that he wouldn’t accidentally kill anyone.

“It’s a pity,” Asmodeus chuckled as he watched the Divine Flames descend towards him from the sky. “If only my Master wasn’t soft-hearted, I would have exterminated the Royal Family with that single shot.”

Those were the last words that Asmodeus said before he, and the Liches that were standing by his side, turned to ashes.

Although there was regret in his voice, he was still happy that he created as much destruction as possible before the Saint finally got rid of him.

This incident would be known in the history of the Haca Dynasty as the day when the Living Dead rebelled against the reigning Royal Family.

However, historians made sure to write only the facts about the incident and added a note in their records that no one, except the Undead, died on that fateful day.