Compared to Bai Xiaowen, the explorations of Sigrdrifa and the other Three Heavenly Kings were far bolder.
Four words described it perfectly: sweeping all the way through!
Wherever they went, not a blade of grass remained. Undead, Demons, Lesser Imps—everything was killed. As for the monsters' corpses, they were converted into undead fighting forces for their side.
Sigrdrifa gathered Grievance Power and dark energy to create Ghosts; Butcher used the corpses of powerful monsters to make Stitched Monsters, while Abaddon resurrected the remainder as Bonefolk soldiers.
The Three Heavenly Kings worked quite well together. They all felt that without Vladimir, the world had become a much better place.
There were relatively few monsters nearby. After a day's sweep, the forces under the Three Heavenly Kings numbered fewer than a hundred, most of them Standard Template Bonefolk soldiers.
This was actually because of the characteristics of Demons. Demon races of the chaotic evil faction often wandered the wilderness in scattered groups, unlike other races that usually formed clusters.
Of course, that did not mean Demons were necessarily scattered. Under iron-fisted rule, they would gather together as well. Such gathering points were few, but not nonexistent.
"Up ahead, there are many Demon auras. It should be a gathering point." Sigrdrifa's senses were sharp.
The Three Heavenly Kings quietly approached the gathering point. It was an Abandoned Village, where Lesser Imps could be seen constantly coming and going. From time to time, Lesser Imps would quarrel and fight with clubs, while the other Demons made no attempt to stop them.
"How do we divide it?" Abaddon's question was concise.
"The usual arrangement. Abaddon attacks from the front, I'll handle the elites, and Lord Pudge blocks the road so that not a single Demon escapes. Once they're all dead, we'll distribute the 'spoils' according