Chapter 295: Gathering Abyss Fragments and Opening the Abyss Door

Alex stood on the cracked, lifeless ground of the abyss, facing the enemies before him.

His left hand clenched around the sharp crimson claws of his [Bleeding Dragon Claws], while his right hand held onto the cold, dark surface of the [Staff of Pure Hatred].

Opposite to him, the Undead King stood tall, his skeletal form radiating an eerie, ancient power.

Before them, ninety-nine undead warriors, Alex's own summons, now twisted and corrupted by the abyss, stood ready to fight.

Their once-loyal eyes now burned with dark flames, their weapons raised under the command of the abyss itself.

Alex exhaled.

These weren't just random monsters.

These were his undead soldiers, creatures he had summoned and controlled.

But now… they were nothing more than puppets of the abyss, standing in his way.

The moment stretched.

Then—

The undead rushed forward.

Alex moved first.