"We still don't have enough World Lord. You continue absorbing the Power of World Origin. The few thousand worlds that the Wizard World abandoned are enough for us."
Although the war went smoothly, the World Lord under their command was increasing. This included not only the World Lord forcibly promoted by the Little Boss, but also some World Lord captured on the battlefield. These were the channels for replenishing their World Lord.
But the longer the fight went on, the more mysteries unfolded before him.
Having all the intelligence doesn't mean you can know your opponent inside and out; you can't directly see the opponent's hidden thoughts beneath the surface.
He knew wizarding civilization too well, and he knew wizards too well.
This is a group of old guys who can plan for tens of thousands of years; even the worms in their stomachs probably couldn't know all their thoughts and ideas.
If he hadn't possessed the Fate Wizard Book, he wouldn't have been able to dominate the Wizard World on the battlefield.
However, the wizard civilization has its own thoughts and schemes, and the increasing number of World Lord is its biggest card to play.
He intends to use an overwhelming number of World Lord to crush the three World Cluster civilizations.
If the battlefield were expanded to one or two times its original size, even the Supreme Lord himself would be powerless to change its course.
Tiger Roar Great World
The battlefield, where three forces intertwined, was a scene of fierce and chaotic fighting that shook the world.
More than two hundred World Lord led billions of low-level troops in battle here.
Without a view of life, values, or even a cosmology to guide it, this place becomes a giant mill of flesh and blood.
This war is already the limit of warfare that the World Lord can participate in; there could not be a war more brutal than what we are witnessing now.
No one is safe; even the death of World Lord in this war has become commonplace.
Veterans who survived more than ten years on the battlefield could proudly tell those who came after them that they had witnessed the fall of gods, and sometimes more than one god.
Yanhuo, the sixth-level demon World Lord, boasted that he had seen all kinds of war scenes, but when he stepped onto the battlefield, he was still stunned by the sight before him.
He stood motionless outside the battlefield, his bulging eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
He brought with him twenty Demon Lord and two hundred million low-level demons as reinforcements; the Demon Lord were the World Lord.
Such formidable strength would almost never encounter any adversaries; once they stepped onto the battlefield, they could absolutely change the course of the war and achieve the greatest victory.
But they realized their mistake at that moment.
If such a force were to forcibly step onto the battlefield, it would be torn to shreds by the horrific carnage.
Even the most brainless demon, at this moment, would use his walnut-sized brain to consider whether he had come to the wrong place.
Before they could even prepare themselves mentally for the actual battle, they saw dozens of World Lord, their energy pushed to its limit, rushing towards them.
Each World Lord is like a star that has fallen into the world, and their terrifying energy bodies are like black holes that suck in all eyes on the battlefield.
"Boom boom boom"
The continuous self-destruction sounds stunned the level six demon Yanhuo.
Of the twenty Demon Lord he brought, only five remained before the battle even began; the other fifteen were all killed in a sudden self-destruction.
Of the two hundred million demons they brought, more than half were killed by the aftershocks of the self-destruction, leaving only tens of millions. They no longer had the courage they had when they first arrived, and looked at the battlefield with trepidation. Some demons even secretly and frantically retreated... using their long legs to retreat recklessly!
Because they saw the World Lord power had reached its limit, flying towards them!
This time, the level six demon Yanhuo couldn't dodge; he was caught between two Level-Five World Lord self-destructed.
These guys, even more insane than him, will block all his escape routes when they self-destruct.
Before his body was blown to pieces, all he could think about were the words the great Supreme Lord had told them before they came here.
The great Supreme Lord told them that their opponent was not very strong, and that only resurrection and self-destruction were things to be wary of.
However, they have almost never used self-destruction since the start of the war, so they don't need to worry too much.
If they are careful, the battlefield is the best place for them to make a name for themselves.
"This is what it means to almost never use self-destruction? What would it be like if they did use it?"
At the very end of his life, Yanhuo witnessed the scene of the last five of them being blown into the sky together.
The title of "demon race" should belong to these guys who like to self-destruct; I'm acting like a lamb in front of them.
In order to kill them, a total of thirty World Lord self-destructed—what a crazy act.
Under normal circumstances and with proper planning, they could all be eliminated simply by the self-destruction of World Lord.
To carry out their master's orders to the best of their ability, these guys doubled the number of self-destructions.
The people of the Wizard World and the Myriad Beasts World were also terrified by the sudden and continuous self-destruction.
The people Atomic Control almost never used self-destruction on them, not even when they were being killed; they had almost forgotten about this most threatening ability.
For some reason, as soon as the demon race appeared, these World Lord rushed up and self-destructed like madmen.
Fortunately, the self-destruction wasn't aimed at them, but unfortunately, they didn't get any reinforcements.
The demon reinforcements were wiped out as soon as they arrived on the battlefield.
The misfortune was compounded by a stroke of luck: the self-destruction killed thirty World Lord, greatly reducing their pressure and allowing them to stabilize their defenses even more effectively than before.
Who says the demons' reinforcements were useless?
It's so useful!
This directly relieved them of one-third of their pressure.
The situation at Tiger Roar Great World is not an isolated case, but a widespread phenomenon.
When the seven Supreme Lord appeared with great enthusiasm in the Bloodline Controller demiplane of the Wizard World, wanting to cooperate with the Wizarding civilization to command the war...
"No need. Of the World Lord you sent, 3,251 have already perished."
The Bloodline Controller handed detailed intelligence and a thick stack of death notices to the seven demon Supreme Lord were no longer capable of thinking.
They were as excited as they were when they stepped out of the spatial passage, and now they were just as unable to remain still.
They doubted their ears; the four thousand Demon Lord they had brought had only arrived a few days earlier than them.
How did they end up almost completely wiped out?
This is quite different from what they had expected.
They didn't send troops here to die, but to gather intelligence and probe the weaknesses of the wizarding civilization and the Myriad Beasts World.
How come they're all dead?
Samael forced himself to calm down and accepted the information provided by the Bloodline Controller.
The intelligence information is very comprehensive, including not only written descriptions but also videos showing the actual battlefield conditions.
He could tell at a glance that the information was genuine and not fabricated.
The frenzied self-destruction shattered the Demon Lord, and countless low-level demons were wiped out by the energy storm...
All intelligence reports state that as soon as the Demon Lord steps onto the battlefield, the opposing side will abandon their original adversary and prioritize kicking the demon army off the battlefield at all costs.
The reason why several hundred Demon Lord have not yet died is not because they are so powerful that they avoided the self-destruct attack, but because they have not yet stepped onto the battlefield.
These Demon Lord were among the last to be teleported here. Just as they were about to teleport to other battlefields, they received feedback from other War World.
Upon learning that all the Demon Lord who had arrived earlier were dead, their war effort came to an abrupt halt, stopping them outside the War World. They refused to step onto the battlefield under any circumstances.
They are the kind of people who will attack without regard for their lives once they step onto the battlefield, but being fearless doesn't mean they don't care.
Even a fool would stop and turn back home if it were obvious that charging forward would result in total annihilation.
"We appreciate your assistance, but we don't understand why your presence on the battlefield triggers a frenzied self-destruct attack from the enemy. Did you have some prior grudge against the traitor Atomic Control?"
The Bloodline Controller posed the question to Samael, silencing any potential questions he might have had.
Samael opened his mouth to question the Bloodline Controller, asking why the situation on the battlefield was completely different from what he had described.
Did they collude with that traitorous wizard to deceive them and deliberately deplete the power of their demon race?
Faced with the Bloodline Controller's counter-accusation, the demon Samael stammered, "No, we've never had any contact with him. We only saw him briefly in the Dragon World."
"We don't know why he's so hostile towards us."
The seven Supreme Lord have not yet recovered from the losses of more than three thousand Demon Lord.
They couldn't believe that in just a few days, a third of the Demon Lord in their Demon World had disappeared.
Demon Lord are not lowly beings; they are the strongest beings capable of ruling the world.
It's rare for even a few people to die on a normal day, so why do they seem to become cannon fodder on this battlefield?
After reviewing all the intelligence, Samael found nothing amiss. Looking at the Bloodline Controller opposite him, who wore an apologetic expression, Samael feigned nonchalance and chuckled:
"It seems your traitorous wizard harbors considerable hostility towards us. Please hand over a few War World to us; I'd like to see the situation more clearly."
"You came to our aid, and suffered such heavy losses; this is our mistake. I will fulfill all your requests."
"You can choose any of the more than three thousand worlds currently at war with, and do whatever you want with them."
The Bloodline Controller then handed over all the intelligence from the War World to Samael, allowing him to choose whatever he wanted and do whatever he pleased.
The Bloodline Controller is willing to provide compensation for the great sacrifice of the demon race.
Samael quickly selected seven great worlds, and then, under the arrangement of the Stigmata Wizard, led all the remaining Demon Lord away by teleportation.
Watching the seven Supreme Lord disappear in a hurry without even attending the welcoming banquet, the Supreme Lord of the Wizard World couldn't help but smile.
They arrived full of fighting spirit, and they left in a sorry state.