Chapter 384: War with the Zerg
Then, before he could react, a tearing force came from the wound in his abdomen that had once been blown open, causing the leakage of life force but also preventing the facehugger from entering.
Deep within the wound, a facehugger with a pitch-black body and a strong aura of death exploded.
The terrifying force of the explosion was like all the divine power that the god Wei Huan could mobilize was concentrated at one point, compressed again and again, and finally exploded violently.
In an instant, the abdomen of the God of Thickness was torn apart and his body was almost broken into two.
At the same time, he was also hit by a huge force and flew backwards.
This wasn't over yet. Dian Ma was still tightly wrapped around him, pressing against his chest. A small, shifty-looking, puppy-headed man stood there, his mouth wide open, covered in circles of teeth and deep enough to seem to lead straight into another dimension. "Hoo, tui!"
A huge eye emerged from its tiny mouth, and its five pairs of wings were entangled with muscles, emitting a strong aura of death.
Then a black beam of light suddenly shot out from His chest, going up all the way, breaking through His lungs and neck, and reaching His head.
"Bang!"
Finally, the heavy god had his eyes bulging and his head was blown off.
The body of the godhead disappeared in the next second. The cracked godhead was protected by the way of heaven and escaped like a stray dog.
The scene was very quiet for a while.
After the three gods arrived, two of them were beaten back by Wei Huan in less than five minutes.
Even if they descended from outside the domain, they would be blocked by the space barrier and could not descend in full force, resulting in their strength being cut in half. But they are gods after all!
Just like that, they were defeated in one blow and both were killed.
The eyes of the bald demon god who fell from the sky with great deterrence and the originally oppressive Skeleton God suddenly became clear.
The body that was originally pressing down, trying to squeeze out of the world barrier, was just hanging in the air.
Then he and Wei Huan stared at each other for more than half a minute.
Wei Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and several upgraded summoned leaders surrounded him, forming an oppressive battle.
Wei Huan then leaned forward slightly and asked, "What does the cycle of disaster mean? Skeletons."
The tone was certainly very impolite.
The God of Bones did not speak, but he had no intention of retreating, and of course he no longer tried to push his way into the world.
After a brief standoff, the God of Bones said, "If you kill my people, you will surely die in the Divine Realm."
Wei Huan looked at the guy who fell to the ground, crossed his legs, rested his forehead lightly on his hands and smiled: "Actually, even if you don't say it, I can guess it.
I'm afraid that you have jointly killed more than one God of Disaster in the past. As long as the God of Disaster is not born from a tribe recognized by you, he is not allowed to appear in this world, right?
In times of disaster, only the God of Disaster and the tribes he protects can survive and usher in the next era."
The skeleton squinted its eyes. Even though only half of its body was exposed, its divine form was much larger than Wei Huan's.
Finally, He crossed His arms and said, "What good does it do to know? You are the scourge of destruction, the public enemy of the gods. Don't think you are invincible just because you have killed two lower-level gods. Your greatest folly was revealing your existence too early."
"Hehehe, hehehe, hehehe." The Skeleton God covered his eyes and let out a twisted laugh. "But the civilization that gave birth to the God of Disaster was already foolish and backward. How could it know the existence of hidden gods?"
Finally, He pointed at Wei Huan and said, "You will be trapped in the endless pursuit of the gods, and you and your family will fall into endless pain because of your existence itself.
Disaster, next time we meet, it won't be so easy. "With the last words said, the skeleton's body began to shrink back, and it was about to leave.
"Ancestor!" The snail, the leader of the Sky Demons, was so frightened that his legs were numb. Seeing the ancestor leave, he hurriedly flew out, "Please save our tribe! This disaster has killed five of our people!"
The God of Skeletons looked at the leader of the Sky Demons, and then a divine power surged into the bodies of all the living Sky Demons.
The Sky Demon Boss sensed the power, took one last look at Wei Huan, and said through his mind: "Let's go!"
The next second, the four remaining celestial demons simultaneously used the power of the gods to rush in the opposite direction, entering the black fog and disappearing without a trace.
They were wrapped in divine power, and Wei Huan couldn't even find any trace of them.
The gods only protect their own tribes, and tribes without gods suddenly panicked.
With the retreat of the Skeleton God, all the civilized forces of the Free Alliance in the Snail Shell also began to flee in all directions.
Rushing into the black fog is not safe, but staying in the snail city is certain death.
The defeat of the gods easily shattered the fragile will of this alliance. As they fled in all directions, it was obvious that there was no friendship between different ethnic groups at all, and those who stood in their way were even killed on the spot.
For a moment, the number of members killed by their own people was more than the number Wei Huan had killed in the past half day.
The God of Skeletons didn't bother to care about those who were not members of his clan. His eyes had already moved away from Wei Huan and it seemed that he was about to leave.
But just as he was slowly leaving, suddenly, the half of his body that had disappeared suddenly shot out a long way, spread his arms and flew towards the earth.
This move, which had been planned for a long time, was to hug the snail-shaped city and pull it upwards.
“Crash!”
The earth shook and smoke and dust rose up.
He wants to take the snail shell?
Such a snail shell imbued with divine power would indeed attract even gods.
"Did I let you take it?" But just as he pulled the snail shell out of the ground, a voice from the sky rang out.
"Hmm~!" Dian Ma actually turned into a body ten times its previous size, even bigger than the Skeleton God. It suddenly swung out its long legs with poisonous stingers and wrapped them around the Skeleton God's arms.
Dian Ma grabbed Him and pulled Him down with opposite force.
At the same time, the earth beasts in his abdomen rushed out crazily, like a robot transforming, and a "chi-chi-ka-ka" bone fortress was built with Dianma as the core, standing on the earth and taking its roots deeply into the ground.
And it’s not over yet.
The army of running wolves followed closely behind, rushing forward from all directions, also clinging to the outer shell of the bone fortress, making it even more solid.
Big Bear, Big Head, and Crow Sister rushed forward to attack the Skeleton God.
The Skeleton God, who originally wanted to fight, hesitated when he saw the dog-headed man with his hands hooked on the big bear's head and its big eyeballs about to spit out with its mouth open.
The heavy and extreme cold that originally assisted his companions in the battle killed them instantly, forcing him to fight alone. In addition, the descent of the godhead greatly restricted his strength, making it unsuitable for him to fight at this time.
As expected of the God of Disaster that appeared at the end of the era, he is indeed more powerful than every previous God of Disaster.
Alone, I am no match for them.
If you fight head-on, you may not be able to take the snail shell away, and your divine nature may even be damaged.
After struggling for a while, the big eyeball was spit out, and it was shaking its five pairs of wings, gathering strength to attack.
Finally, the God of Skeletons let go.
He let the poisonous stingers on the spider's long legs leave scars on his skin, his body shrank and became thinner, and finally retracted into the sky like a silver stream of light.
This speed was tens of millions of times faster than his previous speed, and it was impossible to stop him.
“Boom!”
The snail shell city finally fell to the ground, and the earth shook violently. It was unknown how many members of the Free Alliance were killed in the snail shell.
Before the dust settled, the bones returned to the sky, and Wei Huan's death energy gathered again, quickly filling every inch of the space that had been driven away before.
The skeleton did not leave immediately, but revealed a pair of white eyes like beams of light in the sky, staring at Wei Huan.
It took a long time to completely dissipate.
Darkness returned to the earth, and the undead spread again. Wherever the deathly aura passed, countless corpses melted and reappeared as dead undead.
“We won!”
"Oh my God! Two dead and one escaped!"
“It’s hard to believe that I could actually experience this.”
Wei Huan's divine appearance has not disappeared yet. Amidst countless admiring gazes, he sits on his throne of bones, seemingly looking down on everything. In fact, his consciousness has returned to the tomb.
The next most important thing to pay attention to is whether the black dragon can be resurrected.
The black dragon is the Shuroma who absorbed the black dragon's soul power. After Moji officially became the Dark Beast King, the black dragon became the leader of the Shuroma.
Now, it has long been promoted to the god level as Wei Huan's strength increases.
The god level here is not a professional level. After all, Wei Huan himself is only sequence eight, and he can only cultivate a level eight summoned undead.
However, the core undead can be cultivated through various methods.
That is the training tree: "Elite" → "Ordinary Hero" → "Epic Hero" → "Legendary Hero" → "False God" → "God".
While Wei Huan was in seclusion practicing the laws, the undead in the tomb were also evolving. After he became a god, all his core summons also became god-level.
These god-level leaders are Wei Huan's most powerful means of attack, and are also his only effective force against powerful enemies. Their strength comes from how much divine power they can withstand.
Once one is lost, Wei Huan will lose a "core skill", and it will take time to retrain it.
In the last war between gods, the black dragon was frozen to death by the law of extreme cold, and now it has not been resurrected directly in the tomb.
This is not good news.
This shows that the power of the gods can defeat him, not just a single element, but all the power of the gods seems to defeat him.
If he really comes to fight, as long as he concentrates his strength to kill his summoned creature, then he will be nothing, right?
This weakness must be remedied!
Wei Huan's consciousness descended into the tomb, searching for the black dragon's soul.
After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Found it!
The black dragon's soul was extracted from the God of Death, and its body was re-condensed in the tomb, and its strength was restored to its original state.
It seems that the power of the gods cannot destroy his core summons.
However, the Black Dragon is his core skill, and its recovery consumes his divine power.
He now has 16,100 points of divine power, and resurrecting the black dragon directly consumed 500 points.
In other words, during the course of the battle, he can only revive his core summons 32 times.
And this is just an ordinary core summon. Wei Huan also used this opportunity to learn about Dianma's resurrection, which actually requires 5,000 points!
Dian Ma has now surpassed the god level. As the core combat method among Wei Huan's cores, the cost of resurrection after death is too high, ten times that of other summons.
In a battle, Dian Ma cannot die more than three times, otherwise she will not be able to be resurrected in the short term.
After all, the gods are not omnipotent.
In other words, precisely because of the greater power, there are more restrictions.
In the past, core summons could be summoned at random after they died, but now the number of times they can be summoned must be counted.
Wei Huan was very glad that this battle between gods made him aware of his own shortcomings.
After resurrecting the black dragon, Wei Huan took a look at his slowly recovering divine power before shifting his attention away from the tomb and looking towards the outside world.
His followers were celebrating the victory in the war of gods, and those points of faith were the source of the restoration of their divine power.
Of course, even without faith, his divine power would slowly recover, but the influx of a large amount of faith did make his divine power recover much faster.
No wonder gods and faith are always tied together, whether in reality or in myths and legends. He has personally experienced that the power of gods is indeed closely related to faith.
So, when dealing with those humans who retreated to the eighth-level world, we can no longer use the indifferent attitude we have always used. A little more faith may be the means to win and save lives at the critical moment.
After accepting the overwhelming amount of faith for a while and waiting until the power of the gods was fully restored, Wei Huan looked at the snail-shell city after the smoke settled.
Anything that a middle-level god would take away must be a treasure.
The defensive power of this snail shell, from his own experience, was also extraordinary.
In short, although we don’t know the use of such a big treasure, we will not let the enemy take it away. We will just keep it and study it slowly.
As for taking it away, Wei Huan does not have such powerful spatial means now, so he can only leave it in the deathly fog. In short, the area covered by the deathly fog is his territory. He will ask Tiechui and Jinnao to come over and see if they can refine some good things.
At this moment, his death energy field has spread to the interior of the snail shell. This snail shell has the breath of gods and is very lethal to the undead. Even without the members of the Free Alliance taking action, it has been purifying the undead, so it took until now to enter its interior.
But soon Wei Huan frowned.
Two-thirds of the area in this snail shell was filled with corpses from various races, including many humans.
Sacrifice.
It was exactly as they had thought at the beginning. The Free Alliance sacrificed countless lives before it was able to open the world barrier and usher in the three gods.
To guide one god is already a huge sin, let alone three, with a middle-level god in the middle.
The amount of slaughter is equivalent to a world.
The energy contained in these corpses has disappeared and was used to open the world barrier. However, Wei Huan's transformation of death energy does not require energy. He devoured these corpses, and soon those corpses re-condensed into their pre-birth appearance and merged into the middle of the dead undead. Although the bodies were preserved, the souls were long gone and were driven by Wei Huan.
Wei Huan also knew how many sacrifices had been made here.
Seven billion!
This number is equivalent to the current total population of Blue Planet. It is so huge that if we cut them down one by one, it will take more than 8,000 days at a rate of one person per second.
Such killings would make even Wei Huan, the god who spreads death, feel murderous.
After transforming this group of dead undead, they searched around the city for hidden enemies. After the transformation was completed, the total number of Wei Huan's summons reached 60 billion.
The terrifying number of summons once again expanded his power.
When he completely absorbed and digested this power, his divine power increased to 16,600 points.
Indeed, death is the source of his strength.
Wei Huan wiped away the kindness in his heart and remained true to his original intention of becoming stronger.
He also has everything he needs to protect, and showing mercy to his enemies should not exist in his mind.
Killing.
spread.
conversion.
The Free Alliance's deployment in the third major city failed to stop the human expeditionary force, and the undead plague continued.
This time, the other tribes were completely nervous and used various methods to contact their own gods to find ways to resist the natural disaster.
As for surrendering to God?
"They won't accept surrender. The human race's gates are shut tight, rejecting us." The Beast God's messenger complained dejectedly, "He is the God of Disaster. He is destined to destroy everything. Why isn't the God of Disaster a Beast God?"
"Who still remembers the last God of Disaster?"
"Our lifespans are too short for the gods. I can only get a vague picture from the memories of my ancestors. It was a swarm of insects that could devour everything."
"Yes, the terrifying Zerg are still feared even now, but that God of Disaster still fell."
"It's a pity that I don't have this inherited memory in my mind."
"Neither have I."
"None of us have it. If only we knew how to kill the God of Disaster, we could just use the same method again."
A giant dragon with a golden body, wings on its back, and horns on its head said in a rumbling voice, "The gods are working on a solution. Until then, we just need to persevere."
"That sounds good, but how can we keep it up? After the God of Disaster wipes out the Free Alliance, he will attack us."
"Then we must find a way to make Him finally attack us. No matter what we do to delay, as long as the other tribes are destroyed before us, our God will definitely find a solution!!"
"Report! Intelligence has arrived from the Beast King front!"
"explain!"
"The Zerg army left the border wall and launched a counterattack against the Undead Scourge."
"Hahaha, great! The more stupid things like this, the better!! All of you, stay calm and secretly prepare sacrifices and weapons. All other unrelated groups should return to the eighth-level world for refuge."
"yes!!"
The ninth-level world is in complete chaos.
The news that the three gods came but not only failed to repel the God of Disaster, but even fled with their divine nature damaged in a short period of time, spread quickly like a spark that set a prairie on fire.
This time, the various tribes that were watching from the sidelines truly felt the coming of doomsday and began to make their own plans.
As the Orcs calculated and the Zerg sent out their troops directly, the Free Alliance was directly defeated and dispersed. The Abyss Clan chose to stay indoors. As for other scattered clans, those who had the ability would consider keeping their territory, or at least keep a teleportation gate. Those who did not have the ability directly returned to the level eight city.
Once a tribe gives up guarding the teleportation gate and chooses to return to the eighth-level world, it will be regarded as a defeated tribe by the challenging world after a period of time, and will eventually be suppressed and sealed like other surviving tribes.
In comparison, the Moon Elves, who also chose to return to the eighth-level world, although nominally cannot believe in the god of death, because the human race's boundary gate is still there and the human race is thriving in the ninth-level world, they will not become a remnant. When Wei Huan has to go to the kingdom of God ten years later, they will no longer have to violate their faith and can return to the ninth-level world.
Wei Huan had no intention of forcing anyone to change their beliefs, especially those of different nationalities. Forcing them to change their beliefs was like forcing someone who felt sick at the smell of coriander to eat it in big mouthfuls and claim it was delicious. This was his tolerance.
But Wei Huan was not so easy to talk to when it came to those ethnic groups that were still on the sidelines and whose faith was not firm.
In order to gain faith, he must spread his name throughout the human race.
Mu Zhong took on the task of spreading faith.
Wei Huan's current mission was still to start a war. Whether it was as a god of disaster, waging war to destroy the world and strengthen his own fighting power, or to avenge the human race that nearly wiped out their race, he could not stop.
The Zerg army also took action and launched a counterattack against his Undead Scourge.
In his death energy domain, no movement could be hidden from him. Before other races reacted and the human spies had sent the latest intelligence, Wei Huan had already shifted his focus from the Free Alliance's expeditionary route to the Zerg.
The Zerg's territory is located to the north of the Terran, and is the largest area.
Their border wall is filled with a material that looks like rotten objects or some kind of excrement. Unlike the sacred aura emitted by the Free Alliance's Wall of Bones, this border wall that stretches for thousands of miles emits toxins rich in divine laws.
The undead have always been immune to poisons, but they are not immune to the poison laws from the gods.
The law of poison is a kind of law under the law of abyss. It is the culmination of the toxins involved in the law of origin and is also the middle law.
Even if the undead are infected, they will turn into pus in a short time and will never be able to be resurrected.
These toxins blocked the path of the Undead Scourge. No Undead Scourge could get close within a kilometer of their presence.
Wei Huan's first target was only the Free Alliance, and he didn't want to cause any trouble, so he just let the Undead Scourge surround the Zerg territory without attacking it.
But just when Wei Huan noticed something was wrong, his dead undead wandering a mile outside the border wall were attacked by Zerg.
The sudden decrease in the number of undead allowed Wei Huan to immediately lock onto the direction of the Zerg. Pitch-black insects spread over from the other side of the border wall and took the initiative to attack the Undead Scourge.
The Zerg have different appearances and races, including crustaceans, segmented creatures, and mollusks. Among them are many Zerg warriors who are extremely agile and have very high attack power. When they appear, they are overwhelming and black, and their momentum is no less than that of the Undead Scourge.
The two fronts collided, and on the battlefield filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, there was no retreat.
For a long time, Wei Huan kept his eyes on the front line filled with Undead and Zerg. More than ten thousand deaths per second made the battlefield filled with an atmosphere that made him happy. He even had no time to pursue the Free Alliance.
It was not until Mu Zhong received the news and his camera flew to the vicinity of the battlefield that the scenes of the war, which were so grand that they made everyone hold their breath, spread among the top leaders of the human race.
"Too many." After witnessing the terrifying number of the Undead Scourge, Mu Zhong thought he would no longer be shocked by the number of wars, but at this moment he couldn't help but sigh.
In the video, the tens of thousands of unmanned cameras he sent out could only capture less than one thousandth of the entire battlefield.
Tens of thousands of Zerg and Undead were dying all the time, accompanied by the bloody smell of broken limbs. Mu Zhong could almost smell the thick smell of blood in the air.
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