These creatures had no room to resist. The Ten Great Demons, the only ones capable of easily wiping out the Fear Legion, had already become Wu Heng's possessions.
Among them were still a dozen or so high-level demons that had reached the level of Hell High Priest.
However, without reaching the pseudo-Hell level, there was no qualitative difference in power. With enough ordinary fear demons, they could still swarm and kill them.
Wu Heng's manifested Fear Hell was here, so the fear demons simply would not die.
Even if they were killed due to a mistake, Nightmare Power would draw their souls into Fear Hell. Through the "Gestation" trait, they would revive within Hell at incredible speed before launching another attack.
This was a completely unequal war—or rather, a one-sided slaughter.
The Fear Cursed Disciples and demons freely plundered the nourishment from these monsters. To them, this was a feast.
Especially since the creatures here were nowhere near as troublesome as their kind within Fear Hell. Once killed, they were truly dead, leaving behind only souls and nourishment to be completely absorbed.
If they fought and killed one another within Wu Heng's Fear Hell, the victor could only gain a sesame seed's worth of reward.
Then here, after killing an enemy, they could gain an entire watermelon.
The enemy's strength was the same, yet the rewards were a hundred times greater!
This was undoubtedly a feast.
Wu Heng quietly remained within the manifested Fear Hell, seated upon the Gray Ice Throne. He did not have the habit of sitting atop a pile of bones.
Hell had already been dealt with. All that remained was the cleanup, so he turned his attention to reality within the scenario world.
Blake, Corey, and Lilia split into three groups. In truth, they did not