Dead Bone seemed to be enveloped in nothingness; neither the Undead, monsters, energy, or anything else would fall upon this place.
It pulled the Bone Spear from the Legendary creature it had pierced.
The Orochi Legend, now devoid of life, gradually turned grey and black. Seconds later, it began convulsively trembling, then after a few breaths, it stood up and walked over to Dead Bone, dipping its head slightly.
Dead Bone nodded faintly.
It then raised a hand, and an immense cloud of black smoke billowed out, covering the surrounding land.
In a moment, the corpses on the ground began to shake, congregated, and reformed; one by one, Undead stood up, returning to the fold. And from the corpses of monsters, countless new Undead were born, joining the legion of the deceased.
After the battle, the number of the Undead Army increased by thousands.
And, the count of Legends had risen by six.
...
By now, it was not long since the gate of the Orochi clan had been knocked open.