As long as they fully assimilate it, they can make a comeback, reincarnating as an Undead God.

Unlike Gaven, they have no such concerns or taboos. They would unhesitatingly fuse their souls with the Undead Artifact, even if they are controlled by it, happy to become its puppet incarnation.

"Die! All of you die!"

When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred, even more so in the face of absolute gain.

The Burning Flames Queen unleashed her greatest strength, like a madly swirling firestorm. Anyone within would uncontrollably ignite, turning against their comrades and attacking them until death.

Mass Soul Infusion!

A signature ability of the Burning Flames Queen.

The Great Disenchantment!

The Corpse King showed no surprise at the appearance of the Burning Flames Queen and responded with a Ninth Ring Spell, a Great Disenchantment empowered by a Metamagic Feat of Instant Casting.

This spell, known as Magic Duncan’s Great Disenchantment, or Magic Duncan’s Great Disenchantment, was invented by Magic Duncan, the first Legendary Mage of the Greyhawk Plane. Once created, it spread widely across the Multiverse, proving its power.

The effect of this spell is similar to Dispel Magic, but it’s much more than just removing magic.

It directly destroys the source of the magic, be it the spellcaster or the Magic Item, and is extremely effective against ghosts like the Burning Flames Queen.

In a way, the Burning Flames Queen is a unique form of magic.

The Burning Flames Queen understood the severity but didn’t evade; instead, she manipulated a burning Zombie Giant to charge straight into the Great Disenchantment.

With a hiss, the burning Zombie Giant turned to ash on the spot.

But this was not the end; the grey light of the Great Disenchantment, carried by the burning Soul Fire, spread toward the Burning Flames Queen.

Without hesitation, the Burning Flames Queen sent the second, third... until the fourth Zombie Giant, finally depleting the grey light.

The Burning Flames Queen seized the opportunity to pounce on the Corpse King.

The Corpse King split into eight, either charging at the Burning Flames Queen or the War Ravager, standing in place to cast spells, or escaping into the distance.

Each one was vividly lifelike, indistinguishable from the real.

This was an upgraded version of the Mirror Image Spell, the True Mirror Image.

Each is real, each is fake, interchangeable at will.

The Burning Flames Queen dared not be complacent and charged at those casting spells, leaving a Lich to cast spells was a disaster, and the recent instant Great Disenchantment was proof, a slight misstep could disintegrate her to dust. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Without a doubt, the Burning Flames Queen lunged in vain.

All of the Corpse Kings finally converged before the War Ravager; his ultimate goal was the Undead Artifact. The recent move was an open stratagem, insoluble.

If the Burning Flames Queen obstinately blocked the Mirror Images charging toward the War Ravager, those casting would turn into true bodies, and waiting for her would be more powerful magic.

Once the Burning Flames Queen was fiercely destroyed, the Undead Artifact would still fall into his hands.

It’s mine, the Undead Artifact is mine.

The Corpse King screamed madly in his heart; the Undead Artifact was within reach, and he could clearly feel its immense undead waves and unimaginable Divine Power concentrated on it. He hadn’t felt such strong Divine Power waves even from the Ghoul King before.

Faced with the temptation of becoming a god, even an undead couldn’t maintain inner calm and composure.

Buzz!

Just before the Corpse King touched the Undead Artifact, it emitted a tremor, suddenly enlarged to a super giant size, and launched into the air at terrifying speed.

By chance, the Corpse King was directly in its path.

The Corpse King had no time to react, was hit head-on, and was instantly obliterated.

Fortunately, his True Mirror Images weren’t entirely destroyed, and his soul instantly entered another True Mirror Image, making it his true body. Still, the Corpse King couldn’t stop trembling, for the first time in a thousand years feeling so close to death.

He could clearly sense that, should he be killed by the Undead Artifact, even his Life Casket couldn’t save him; he would become a prisoner of the Artifact.

Unnoticed, a corpse giant, exquisite like a work of art, appeared on the scene, holding the Undead Artifact in its hand.

They had all been blinded by the artifact, completely forgetting that when the Undead Artifact appeared, its owner was not far.

Since its owner dared to throw it like a weapon, it meant they were unafraid of others easily claiming it.

Even if obtained, mastering this artifact wouldn’t be easy.

Not to mention the artifact, even strong magic weapons often require recognition of the owner.

Once the greed subsided, they returned to calm, and the Corpse King began to follow his original plan.

The Anti-Magic Zone that had enveloped the area disappeared in an instant, with a flash, the Corpse King appeared next to the Shadow Flyer, then placed both hands on it, both enveloped in the spiritual light of Teleportation Magic, disappearing without a trace in the next moment.