Chapter 2482: Chapter 1093: Out of Control_3
The long-term benefit is that by actively severing, the Father of Combat cannot touch his other divine positions, especially the Jackalwere Divine Position, which is his core divine position.
If he loses the Berserk Priesthood, he can seek it again in the future. But if he loses the Jackalwere Divine Position, he will be completely ruined.
However, the things he treasures may not be valued by others.
If he really mixes in a lot of private goods, it might actually give the Father of Combat a headache, requiring a longer time to digest.
But even knowing this, the King of the Jackalweres would not take the great risk of scheming against the Father of Combat. He can no longer afford losses, while the Father of Combat is in his prime, backed by a Lord of War.
If they use violent means to digest, it would be a disaster for him and the entire Jackalwere race—a declaration of war on the entire Jackalwere race, an extermination policy, which could easily complete the severance.
The Queen of the Succubi only has one chance to strike. By the time she realizes she’s been tricked, the King of the Jackalweres has already leaped back to Yenogu’s Siege with another Godhood Segment.
The King of the Jackalweres let out a near-mad howl: "If I can’t have this place, none of you shall have it either. My slaves, burn for me... all of you burn...
In the name of the master of Yenogu’s Realm, I invite all Demons. This place will become unowned, open for anyone to claim its ownership. Here are the teleportation coordinates of the Gathering Gate..."
"Finally able to be freed... haha... come on... let the flames burn even fiercer..."
"Damn Jackalweres... I curse you... I curse you to die horrible deaths... I curse your race to extinction..."
"Ahhh... I don’t want to die... I don’t want to die... save me... save me..."
The various slave races serving as porters for Yenogu’s Siege let out ghastly wails of despair, each one engulfed in a fierce blaze.
There are those who find liberation, those who curse, and those who are unwilling.
Especially the latter group is the majority, as they had seen the dawn of rescue after witnessing the defeat of the King of the Jackalweres.
Yet who would have thought that before the dawn arrived, they’d face unprecedented darkness.
This brutal Jackalwere plans to sacrifice them as offerings, turning them into energy to activate the Gathering Gate.
The weak souls would be incinerated in mere seconds, transforming into pure strands of soul light that inject into Yenogu’s Siege, then flood into the Gathering Gate.
The Gathering Gate came alive, suddenly expanding, its rippling mirror surface flickering madly, and then an incredibly terrifying scene unfolded.
Countless Demons spewed forth directly from it.
There were Primordial Demons as weak as Goblins, and strong Gargantuan Bull Demons,
Some were Balor Flame Demons engulfed in raging flames, and others were unknown Demons with their bodies wrapped in ice.
Also present were Abyssal Harpies and Frollo Demons dancing wildly in the air.
It’s literally a demonic festival, with all the Demons eager to join the chaos.
"Yenogu, you bastard, not even your death makes things easy!" Gaven couldn’t help but curse.
The Gathering Gate was his most valued asset, not only related to his way home but also to his next plan.
With Yenogu making such a mess, it had turned into a public restroom, and the entire Bottomless Abyssal knows the teleportation coordinates of the Gathering Gate, even actively inviting them.
All they needed to do was agree to teleport, and they’d be directly teleported to the Gathering Gate, the teleportation energy provided by Yenogu.
The Demons don’t care if it’s a trap or if a Divine War is happening—they readily agree without much thought.
Facing this situation, even the Father of Combat or the Queen of the Succubi were at a loss.
"All forces, deploy!" Gaven could only do his utmost to try and stop it.
This time, it wasn’t the Undead Slaughter Army that advanced, but the Undead Slaughter Divinity that surged instead.
Not only was it flowing underground, but the surroundings were also filled with the dense and inseparable Undead Slaughter Divine Power.
Then, a breathtaking scene unfolded.
The surrounding corpses seemed to be manipulated by an invisible giant hand, gathering them together, withering, twisting, and merging.
In the blink of an eye, they transformed into a straight, broad Skeleton Road.
Unlike the previous gradual approach, this time, it wasn’t merely the Skeleton Road extending towards Yenogu’s Siege.
Instead, with the surrounding Undead and Slaughter Power assisting, it simultaneously condensed into form, appearing especially awe-inspiring.
This was also the process of the two powers merging with each other.
Once the Skeleton Road was formed, the Undead Slaughter Power within the territory could be continuously injected into Yenogu’s Siege.
After the Undead Slaughter Divine Power surged in, Gaven first attempted to sever Yenogu’s control over those unfortunate souls.
As long as the energy supply to the Gathering Gate was cut off, this massive teleportation would naturally come to an end.
But this task was evidently not easy, as Yenogu had managed the fortress for thousands of years, and the control wasn’t so easily seized, with remnants of Yenogu’s resisting Will everywhere.
Realizing this, Gaven promptly adjusted the orders, issuing a directive for indiscriminate bombing to the Shadow Flyer battle units.
All the Shadow Flyers accelerated to maximum speed, heading towards the nearest group of slaves, dropping Skeleton Bombs without hesitation.
Slaughter is not always cruel, but a form of mercy, the only way to save them.
If the burning continued, they would completely vanish, becoming energy to summon the Gathering Gate.
However, if ordered by Gaven to kill them, it could seize the advantage using the Slaughter Divine Position, preserving the majority of souls at least.
However, compared to the massive number of slaves, the quantity of Shadow Flyers was insufficient, and the harvesting speed too slow, while mobilizing the Undead Slaughter Army was too late.