"State your respective War Zones."
"Who authorized you to form an alliance?"
Lin An asked calmly.
With one hand supporting the Death Bell, Lin An slowly absorbed the Vitality spilling across the battlefield to replenish his expenditure.
Although he had not expended much, the power extracted by the Death Seed was already far weaker than before. It had nothing to do with the seed; it was purely because his psychic energy was now too pure, and he had too much in reserve.
In the past, killing a few people would have fully replenished his expenditure. Now, his replenishment and consumption were no longer proportional.
Moreover, any psychic energy in the Doomsday Battlefield would be devoured by the Void within a short period. It could not be preserved for long like it could in the world.
As soon as he asked, Palo, who had been thrown onto the ground, swallowed dryly.
In his eyes, Lin An, who was absorbing Vitality, looked just like a dungeon boss—evil and terrifying. Wisps of blood-colored aura were absorbed into Lin An's body, making him resemble an Evil God and adding an eerie air to him.
"Lord Lin An!"
"It has nothing to do with me! The East Ying War Zone took the lead! The Korea side planned this without listening to you!"
"I was really forced into this by them!"
"That's right, my lord! We were all forced!"
Faced with death, especially Lin An's ruthless methods, the few of them hurriedly revealed their respective War Zones, afraid that Lin An would lump them together with the few War Zones that had led the operation.
They also knew that within the Asian region, several countries were naturally at odds with China.
A minute later, after listening to everyone scramble to reveal the information, Lin An nodded