A Task That Must Be Completed!

Black Mountain Prefecture.

The Moore Mountains.

On this nameless mountain peak, Hayden had also gathered quite a few subordinates. Besides some maids and playthings for his amusement, there were also some combat members, including a full one hundred Highgod warriors. Of course, most of his subordinates had Refine Divine Spark to become gods, and the only one with real strength was a Five-Star Demon.

At this moment, these hundred-plus Highgod warriors stood respectfully below the hall, awaiting the arrival of their master.

"I really don't know why our master summoned us!"

A red-haired youth muttered to himself. A moment later, a person walked out from the side door of the main hall. This person had an extremely cold and sinister appearance and demeanor. He had long gray hair, and what was most striking were his pair of emerald green eyes, which made him look just like a wild wolf.

Hayden's cold gaze swept over the group of Highgod, and immediately all of Highgod stood ramrod straight, not daring to look around or slacken their guard in the slightest. Hayden then walked to the center of the main hall.

Seated on an elaborately crafted throne, Hayden's cold gaze swept across those below. "I have a task for you! You must complete this task successfully. If you fail, you and your families will all be executed!" Hayden was ruthless and merciless, and his subordinates naturally believed that he could be so cruel.

Becoming Hayden's subordinate is the worst luck imaginable for his men.

Because Hayden is a complete madman. If a mission he issues is not completed successfully, he will often torture and wipe out an entire squad. Apart from Jerryan, whom he takes slightly seriously, other Highgod will be stripped of their lives once they lose their value in his eyes, and their Godspark will be given to other Midgod warriors after they die.

The hundred Highgod below trembled inwardly upon hearing Hayden speak; Hayden was nothing short of a tyrant.

In the past, even if a mission failed, it would at most affect a small squad; he might slaughter ten people at once, and that would be about it. This time, it seems that if the mission fails, everyone will die?

"What are you all thinking? How dare you disobey your master's orders?" Seeing the expressions on his men's faces change, the red-haired youth at the head of the group immediately shouted angrily.

"This Jerryan, controlled by this devil, has completely lost himself." Hearing the red-haired youth's voice, the others felt a pang of sorrow.

Among them, the ten strongest captains, including Jerryan and Wilbur, were directly Soul Control. With these ten 'puppets' pressing down on them, and their children living in the mountains as hostages, they had no chance of escaping Hayden's brutal rule.

"But don't worry, as long as you complete this mission successfully, I will give you your freedom. I, Hayden, swear this in the name of the Overgod of Death!" Hayden's indifferent voice suddenly rang out, and he was well aware of these guys' worries and fears.

However, controlling every Highgod using the Death Rule would be a huge burden on his soul. Therefore, he only selected ten captains to control, and he didn't mind giving these people a glimmer of hope.

If he can avenge his great grudge this time, he can create as many Highgod ' subordinates as he wants by Refine Divine Spark Godspark, even if they have no potential.

"Freedom?" The Highgod were taken aback. It seemed this mission was truly extraordinary; this demon was actually willing to grant them freedom?

Hayden waved his hand, and sheets of specially made black paper floated up in front of him.

"Call!"

The papers suddenly flew downwards, landing on each of the hundred Highgod. Each of them received a piece of paper. The Highgod couldn't help but look at the papers, which contained extremely mysterious patterns.

However, their comprehension was generally average. Most of them were people who Refine Divine Spark to become gods. Apart from a few Death Rule Gods who noticed the special features of the diagram, the others did not immediately see any mystery in it.

There were over a hundred people, each in a small team carrying their own map. In total, they only had ten maps. And these were just the tip of the iceberg of what was recorded in the Death Demonic Tome.

"Listen to me, all of you! These diagrams can help cultivators of the Death Rule comprehend the rules. They are even of great use to the Prefect the Netherworld!" Upon hearing Hayden's words, the other Highgod were once again greatly shocked.

This demon is just a Seven-Star Demon, how could it possibly possess such a treasure?

But if this secret is true, it's truly terrifying.

Of the eleven major planes, the Netherworld has the most powerful cultivators who practice the Death Rule. Once these diagrams are released, one can imagine the uproar they will cause.

Hayden glanced at the horrified crowd and smiled coldly. "Never mind whether this news is true or false. Just remember one thing! Spread these images like wildfire! Ideally, spread them throughout the entire Netherworld!" Hayden's wolfish gaze swept over the group below. "Did you all understand?"

"Rest assured, Master, we are determined to complete this mission, even at the cost of our lives."

As the red-haired youth Jerryan took the lead in kneeling on one knee, the other ninety-nine Highgod warriors quickly followed suit.

"Very good." Hayden continued indifferently, "Your team one goes to Bloodcloud Prefecture, team two to Cang River Prefecture, team three to Yi Star Prefecture... team ten to East Bright Prefecture."

Hayden also distributed the lists and addresses to these people. Most of these lists were of Prefect, and some were even Sovereign's Emissary. By casting a wide net, it was hoped that the powerful figures would find out more quickly.

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Only when the waters are thoroughly stirred up, and all the forces begin to restrain each other, will he have a chance to snatch chestnuts from the fire, negotiate bargaining and make deals with other super-powerful individuals, and only then will someone be willing to kill Kazilote for him.

After all, Kazilote was a veteran Prefect, and killing him wouldn't be so easy.

Each of the squads Hayden dispatched consisted of ten Highgod. The probability of them being ambushed by powerful bandits on the way was not high. After all, bandits were bullies who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. A single Metallic Lifeform form had ten Highgod, and bandit organizations would not provoke them lightly.

Moreover, this Jerryan is also Highgod Fusion Profound Mysteries. His strength is that of Five-Star Demon, and ordinary bandits and petty thieves cannot stop him.

He has only controlled one genius like Jerryan. To be able to fuse two profound mysteries in just a thousand years shows that his talent is no less than his own.

"Alright, you can set off now!" Hayden didn't want to hesitate.

"By the way, each of you ten captains, leave one Divine Clone to follow me for now." The ten captains controlled by Hayden were not only stronger than ordinary warriors, but they also possessed two types of talents and each had another Divine Clone.

Through the interconnectedness of these ten captain Divine Clone, he was naturally able to control the initial dynamics of the mission.

"Yes, Master."

Each of the ten people created a Divine Clone.

Under their guidance, the hundred Highgod departed one by one in ten Metallic Lifeform.

"I can't stay in the Moore Mountains any longer." Although he usually disguises this place very well, and few people know that this is the lair of the Cold Moon Demon, there's no guarantee that someone with ulterior motives won't find out.

Like his master, he only possessed one type of cultivation talent. Now, he only had this one body left, and if he wasn't careful, he could follow in his master Makenrich's footsteps.

"I wouldn't be as stupid as that guy. This time, I'm going to go into hiding behind the scenes. I'll even hide myself in a strange Material Plane no one can find me." Without the Death Divine Clone, his strength can no longer improve.

He has lost his former ambition; he only wants to live a good life, ideally as an uncrowned king in a Material Plane.

Although the Material Plane is less rich in elemental energy and resources, a mid- Material Plane Midgod is generally considered a master. Living in seclusion on the Material Plane, he naturally doesn't need to worry about being killed.