Slaughter

Chapter 46 Slaughter

Spatial turbulence is absolutely dangerous.

Without a Sovereign Artifact for material defense, unless one is a Paragon High-God protected by Sovereign might, even a super-expert at the level of a Prefecture Lord would eventually die if they fell into the spatial turbulence for too long.

Even for a Paragon High-God, despite having Sovereign might, moving through spatial turbulence is extremely difficult.

Therefore, theoretically, there are three ways to travel from the Gebada Plane Prison to the Yulan Material Plane: one is for the Plane Overseer to open the passage to the Plane Prison and release you; the second is to find a weak point in space and charge directly from the Plane Prison into the Yulan Continent; the last is to shatter space and rely on luck, hoping to reach the Yulan Continent before dying.

Although there are three theoretical methods, after countless years of practice, no one chooses the third unless they are completely desperate.

Because among all those who have tried, not a single one has succeeded.

"Boom!"

Kolan struck Nate with a single blade.

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out.

"Pfft!"

Nate's body was struck directly.

His body seemed to lose all control, plummeting downward before slamming heavily into the ground.

The aura of life had already vanished.

This strike was not just a material attack; it also contained a soul attack.

Kolan sneered. By now, he knew that Nate was merely a High-God who had refined a High-God spark; his strength was among the weakest of High-Gods.

Refining a spark to become a god and becoming a god independently are two different things.

Those who become gods independently comprehend the profound mysteries themselves, leading to a deeper understanding and more powerful applications. Those who refine a spark are like watching someone else's comprehension; they understand the concepts, but their grasp is far inferior.

Another obvious difference is that their Divine Domain is weaker, and the quality of their divine power is significantly worse.

Nate's high-god power was not even as strong as Kolan's fused divine power.

The deeper one draws divine power from the Ocean of Divine Power, the purer and more powerful it becomes.

With Nate dead, his subordinates' strength plummeted, and their formation collapsed like a mountain.

Although they still had the advantage in numbers, they fled in every direction, while Kolan's subordinates pursued and slaughtered these god-level experts.

Kolan looked on; many of the god-level experts' corpses, god sparks, and artifacts fell into the spatial turbulence.

He didn't care; he didn't have any interest in those items.

Digging out Nate's High-God spark and taking his High-God artifact, Kolan did not strike again.

If he had to handle everything himself, what use were his subordinates?

After three days and three nights of pursuit, Kolan finally ordered his subordinates to return.

In this battle, more than half of Kolan's one hundred subordinates had fallen.

As for those who survived, each had gained a bountiful harvest; at the very least, they had each added one or two artifacts to their collection.

The Gebada Plane Prison is very barren; a normal god-level expert here only possesses one artifact.

It is not that they do not want more, but resources are scarce, and it is impossible for every god-level expert to be equipped with a full set of three artifacts.

Not to mention precious soul-defense artifacts, even material-defense artifacts are quite rare in the Plane Prison; most are simply material-attack artifacts.

Some Low-Gods do not even use artifacts at all.

In the Plane Prison, women are also scarce, and the gender ratio is at an extremely exaggerated level. Women are basically possessed by the strong, and it is almost impossible for a Saint Realm expert to have a woman.

Kolan led the remaining forty-some Mid-Gods to storm Nate's castle, taking everything within it as his own.

"Master, this Earth Castle controls a radius of a thousand miles and is the hegemon here. Now that the Earth Castle belongs to you, you can summon everyone to pay their respects," Akes said.

Kolan waved his hand; he actually had no great ambition for territory.

The most critical thing right now was for his Life Law and Death Law to reach the High-God level.

Only when both reached the High-God level would he be considered a true expert in the Plane Prison, second only to the Five Great Kings!

For now, he still needed to keep a low profile.

Kolan spent a few more days controlling fifty-some Mid-Gods, bringing the number of Mid-Gods under his command back to one hundred.

Afterward, Kolan did not go to attack other castles, choosing instead to remain low-key.

But even so, one or two of his Mid-Gods would die from time to time.

Life in the Plane Prison is always dominated by fighting and slaughter.

If you don't look for trouble, others will look for you.

If you don't kill others, others will kill you!

Kolan did not go to attack other forces, but other forces would come to trouble him.

After all, in the eyes of other High-God factions, a Mid-God like him was nothing more than a soft persimmon.

There was no telling how many people wanted to destroy his castle and seize all his wealth.

Kolan sometimes had no choice but to engage in battle.

On this day, heavy snow was falling from the sky.

Two groups of people were locked in combat mid-air; lightning flashed, gale winds howled, and the earth cracked apart. With tens of thousands of deity-level experts fighting, the scene was truly astonishing.

The two leaders were currently confronting each other in the air.

"Kolan, hand over the secret to how you can simultaneously use life divine power and death divine power, and I, Andy, will spare your life!" A middle-aged man with red hair glared coldly at Kolan.

"Spare my life? It's not yet certain who will die!" Kolan said coldly.

After a few skirmishes, the fact that he could use both life and death divine power simultaneously had caught the attention of others.

"Stubborn to the point of death. Once I cripple you, I don't believe you won't talk!" The red-haired man held a long red sword that radiated a terrifying aura.

Without a doubt, this was a Highgod Artifact.

The two of them immediately clashed.

The terrifying power of their attacks was enough to tear a Lowgod to shreds.

A few breaths later, both sides came to a halt.

The body of the red-haired man plummeted suddenly from the sky.

As he fell, his body disintegrated, and a Highgod Spark radiating a red halo drifted downward.

Kolan waved his hand, collecting the opponent's Spark, artifact, and interspatial ring.

Kolan remained expressionless.

This was his 20th battle against a Highgod since entering the Plane Prison, and also the 20th Highgod to die by his hand.

As his combat experience improved, Kolan had created his own ultimate techniques, making him significantly stronger than the average Highgod.

His body, as powerful as a Midgod Artifact, compensated for his shortcomings in offensive power.

With Andy slain by Kolan, Andy's subordinates immediately collapsed, their forces crumbling like a falling mountain.

Kolan's subordinates began to pursue them frantically.

His forces consisted of five Highgods, ninety-five Midgods, and over a thousand Lowgods.

He would bestow the Highgod Sparks of the Highgods he killed upon his meritorious subordinates, which made them even more loyal to him.

Kolan paid no attention to the battle of his subordinates; he flipped his hand to take out a Soul Gold Bead, absorbing it to replenish his consumed soul power.

In the Plane Prison, Kolan naturally would not sit idly by.

The Saint Realm experts in the surrounding area had been almost entirely slaughtered, their souls collected to refine into Soul Gold Beads.

Right now, the thing Kolan lacked the least was Soul Gold Beads.

Moreover, as his influence grew, he would capture even more Saint Realm experts to provide him with the means to refine Soul Gold Beads.