Second World

The players on the wall looked at the incoming swarm with a surreal feeling. They felt like they were in that old movie where they were the defenders of a fort getting swarmed by a sea of space bugs. It didn't end well for those defenders in the movie. They hoped it was different here.

As for the native soldiers, they looked on with apprehension. They couldn't deny this didn't look good, but they were determined. They clenched their weapons tighter.

The draconian soldiers knew that this time, it was again a battle to defend their home. A battle in the name of their rightful queen. They no longer acted under the name of an invading ruler. Even though the situation looked bleak, they were in exceptionally high morale.

As for the human soldiers. They were also determined. They were determined to stop this madness here, so it didn't extend its hands into Themisphere. No matter what, they had to vanquish this evil before it advanced too far.

Jack was inside the throne room with Aldryth, Zoikod, Genesis, and several other guild leaders from Palgrost's guilds. In front of him was a projection image. He had fed his staff another 1,000 mana cores.

"It isn't as bad as we thought. Most of these zombie soldiers have low levels," Jack said. "He had been moving the image around to spy on the zombie soldiers. He could use Inspect on his projection to check the level of the zombies inside the image. After checking around, he found a majority had low levels."

When Aldryth first saw the zombie soldiers, she had been too demoralized by the sight to think clearly. To be able to amass so many zombies, Master wouldn't have been picky. There were not that many high-level combatants available.

"Even so, there are too many of them," Genesis said.

"Yes. Luckily, we are in a defensive battle and the enemy doesn't have siege weapons," Jack said.

"They have those dragons, though," Peniel reminded.

"I will deal with them," Jack said. He then turned to Aldryth and asked, "You sure you can't call Eoranth anymore?"

"That's the first thing I checked in the monarch system after you transferred the sovereignty to me. Even after I become the queen, the status in the monarch system states that Hydrurond doesn't have a country guardian."

Jack nodded. "It's okay. I will do my best. You all stay here."

Genesis nodded. Eleven guilds from Palgrost were there. The ones who had supported Boron's rebellion had been ousted after the war ended, their headquarters were then taken by new guilds. All of Palgrost's guilds with headquarters joined this war. Some of them were a bit regretful, though, after they saw the mass of the enemies from Jack's projection.

"Wait for my mark before summoning your guild armies," Jack said to them. "There is a one-week cooldown before you can summon them again, so we have to make them count."

"Got it," Genesis responded.

"I should be out there fighting as well," Aldryth said.

"No. I'm sorry to say this but you are not a fighter," Jack said. "I need you to help me with one thing."

"What?"

Jack took out his Chalice of Blood. "Keep this safe and don't let it get moved."

Jack placed the chalice near the throne. While still holding the chalice, he used Judgement of Past Kings. The eleventh king of Themisphere, Thenodeep, appeared.

When the others were confused as to why Jack used an offensive skill when there were no enemies around, a crimson thread lashed out from the chalice in Jack's hand and latched itself onto the phantom king. More and more kings appeared. The same thing happened to all of them.

These past Themisphere Kings looked around the place after they regained their consciousness.

"Are we inside Hydurornd's palace?" Thewolden asked. "I once visited the throne room in a diplomatic visit, but it was grander then?"

"Young King! Did you call us out to attend a royal feast?" Thebalder asked heartily.

"What feast? I need your help. We are in the middle of a war," Jack replied.

"Damn it. You said you would take us out to enjoy the current world when you told us how you plan to use that chalice. Why is it every time you call us, it is always an emergency?" Thebalder complained.

"What can I say, we can't have peace until the Liguritudum ruler is ousted. We will have to postpone our picnic for later."

"What do you need us to do, Young King?" Theridan asked.

Jack explained the situation to them as briefly as possible. They were short on time.

"A battle against overwhelming force? I've never experienced that before. Now, I can finally live the glory… Even when I am already dead," Thewolden said.

"I have experienced such a battle. It is not as glorious as you think," Thebalder said. Thinking about the time when he fought against the unending horde from the underworld portal.

"Thank you for your support, seniors," Aldryth said to the ghost kings.

"This is Aldryth, the current queen of Hydrurond," Jack introduced.

The ghost kings greeted back. They didn't have time for pleasantries. After the short acknowledgment, Theridan said to the other kings, "All right, everyone. You have heard Young King's request. Let's spread out and keep those undead from stepping into this capital!"

"That's right! The only undead allowed behind the city wall are us!" Thebalder exclaimed.

'I love it when our helpers are excited about their jobs,' Jack remarked in his mind.

'Don't we all?' Peniel responded.

The eleven kings exited the palace and spread out in different directions. Each of them would be defending a different section of the wall. Bound natives by the Chalice of Blood could move within twenty-five kilometers of the chalice, so they had no problem traveling to the defensive wall.

To top it off, they had no duration. They could stay for as long as needed on the field until they were killed or the chalice was moved. It also didn't matter if they were killed. They were already dead. Jack could resummon them again after waiting for three days, which was the cooldown time for the Judgement of Past Kings.

However, the cooldown only started after all eleven kings were out of existence. Otherwise, the system considered the execution of the Judgement of Past Kings to not yet end.