Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

The great battle ignited in an instant!

With the creation of this grand stage by the Heart-stealing Demon Sect, the Tribe of Tiny Angels in the sky made the first move.

A holy sword of light descended, instantly executing a Dogman possessed by a Heart-stealing Demon within the Dogmen.

Then came the second, third, fourth…

Continuous swords of light fell from the sky, and with each one, a creature possessed by a Heart-stealing Demon was slaughtered.

Within less than a minute, nearly 60 such swords had fallen from the sky.

Every single one hit its mark.

Of course, not all of the targets hit were the real targets, but at least a third of them were.

That is to say, at least 20 Heart-stealing Demons were killed in this minute.

With the Demon Sect comprising only 108 members in total, approximately one-fifth perished instantly. One could only imagine the state of the Demon King’s heart.

Well, he was absolutely thrilled!

“Excellent, it’s exactly as I had anticipated, quite aggressive!

But your aggression will instill fear in them, and this fear will bury you!”

The moment the Demon King uttered these words, panic had already spread among the Clan of Thousands.

“It’s the Tiny Angels! They’ve taken action! They aim to clear the battlefield!”

“They are going to annihilate us, as long as they’re alive, none of us can survive!”

“Kill them, yes, kill them!”

As the panic spread, it was manipulated.

Thus, the spearhead of the Clan of Thousands was directed at the Tribe of Tiny Angels in the sky!

On the other hand, the Tiny Angels suddenly found that the Heart-stealing Demons they were focusing on had disappeared. As they racked their brains to find them, a more worrying development took place – they saw the power of the clans on the ground beginning to converge.

“Something’s wrong, we must ascend!”

Under the command of their chieftain, the Tribe of Tiny Angels flapped their wings, soaring higher into the sky.

At the same time, the Demon King on the ground smirked at this sight, “Running off? Isn’t it a bit late for that?

Fall for me!

Endless fear, manifest as power, plunge for me!”

With a thunderous roar from the Demon King, the fear that should have been invisible above the Clan of Thousands turned into a black cloud, materializing into a giant hand under his control, and reached for the Tribe of Tiny Angels!

In an instant, the Tribe of 1800 Tiny Angels was pulled several hundred meters downwards. Facing this danger, the chieftain of the Tiny Angels began fervently praying.

“May the Holy Light be with me!”

A brilliant light flared as the Tribe of Tiny Angels unleashed their power, instantly halting their rapid descent.

For a moment, the two sides entered a stalemate.

The Demon King murmured, “Fear, the power of fear isn’t enough, I need more fear, let the fear come stronger, more violently!”

His Heart-stealing Demons began to act, disseminating fear, creating more fear.

To provide their king with the power of this fear to contend against the Tribe of Tiny Angels.

Meanwhile, the Tribe of Tiny Angels began to pray fervently, their prayers comforting the souls of the Clan of Thousands on the battlefield below, calming their fear.

One side created fear, while the other quelled it.

And the Clan of Thousands, caught in the middle, was completely reduced to a chessboard and its pieces, trapped helplessly between them.

This stalemate lasted for over ten minutes.

As the struggle dragged on, the balance increasingly tipped in favor of the Demon Sect.

After all, it’s easier to create fear than to quell it.

As fear spread unrelentingly, the Tribe of Tiny Angels was pulled further down the battlefield.

The Tiny Angels could’ve held on for a while longer, but then waves of fear swept over them like a torrential downpour.

Fueled by this surge of fear, the Demon King exploded with power.

“Down you go!”

With the eruption of his Godhood and the Power of Fear, he used an invisible giant hand formed of fear to fiercely strike.

“Boom!”

1800 Tiny Angels were abruptly pulled to the ground.

Not content with merely bringing them down, the Demon King seized the opportunity to infiltrate the hearts of the Tiny Angels with the Power of Fear, plunging them into fear, propelling them into a frenzy of slaughter, and further triggering the Clan of Thousands’ fear.

Thus, a vicious cycle of fear was established.

A wide grin spread across the Demon King’s face.

Victory was within his grasp!

Within this cycle of fear, the Tribe of Tiny Angels had no chance to turn the tables.

And as long as the Tribe of Tiny Angels could be extinguished, the final victory of this war would be his!

“Speaking of which, it’s thanks to that earlier wave of fear that we were able to smoothly take down the Tribe of Tiny Angels, as though several races were on the brink of annihilation!

Who was responsible for brewing that wave of fear just now?

They did quite well.

I must reward them handsomely!”

The voice of the Demon King echoed in the hearts of his subordinates.

At this moment, the remaining Heart-stealing Demons wore confused expressions in response to their king’s praise.

“My king, it seems that fear wasn’t incited by us!”

The Demon King was taken aback at this response. While he was wondering who, if not his subordinates, was responsible, a system notification popped up.

[Battlefield announcement, the 10,001st Wraith Army annihilated the 10,000th goblins, 9,643rd, 9,877th, 9,978th, received 4 level-1 Clan Annihilation Treasure Boxes. Can combine 6 to form a level-2 Clan Annihilation Treasure Box!]