"You betrayed me!!"
"Stupid beasts, stupid mortals."
When a god-tier being roared without the slightest dignity, perhaps certain things had already been decided.
Under normal circumstances, believers could not betray gods. But the Courtyard's full Stat Reset and contract services on Lu PingAn's side could become the "key" at a critical moment.
The technique that had once drained life force instead became the noose around their necks. Once mortals realized the value of sacrifice, they naturally refused to be used as disposable cannon fodder for nothing.
Snap!
With a snap of his fingers, Lu PingAn activated self-suggestion.
Having transformed into the Flame Monarch, he completed the summoning he was best at.
When the legion formed of Black Flame once again marched into the mortal world, the end had already been sealed.
This was not merely about the strength of the elemental legion.
"He fulfilled his promise. We did not vanish because of this."
"That's No. 41234. He returned as flames."
"It's true. That evil god—no, that great deity—did not lie. Death is not the end."
A promise, an oath that transcended death, became reality at this moment.
To Lu PingAn, physical death was not the end. Living once more as flame creatures of the Burning Legion was also a way to cling to a wretched existence.
Perhaps it soon won't be merely clinging to existence.
A vast number of elemental creatures appeared on the battlefield. Their appearances, remarkably similar to those of the living, drew the attention of both friend and foe.
When one side could not truly die, while the other might even be killed by their own superiors, a collapse in morale seemed only natural.
Lu PingAn could not possibly infiltrate everyone. In truth, fewer than a tenth had any real inclination to rebel. But once suspicious eyes