49: Chapter 49 Straight to the Heart of the Army and the Shadow of the True God Behind the Scenes
Su Chen's incredibly kind smile was, in its eyes, ten thousand times more terrifying than the gaze of a demon god from the deepest layer of the abyss.
"No... this is impossible..."
A sound like a broken bellows wheezed from the throat of the God of Shadows, and all the bones in its body went soft.
It seemed as if all its strength and dignity had been drained away, and it slid powerlessly from the back of the Biochemical Bone Dragon, which was covered in a menacing purple carapace.
"Thud!" With a dull, meaty sound, it fell heavily onto the cold sandy ground.
Intense pain erupted from its tailbone, coursing through its entire body like electricity, but this physical agony actually gave its nerves, paralyzed by fear, a dull sense of feeling.
A dream... this must all be a dream!
It would rather be having a nightmare from which it would never wake up.
Its reason was wailing, and its mind was collapsing.
It could not figure it out, nor could it understand it.
What it held in its hand was an eighth-rank legendary creature personally bestowed by the Lich King, a trump card sufficient to sweep across a divine domain!
It had descended riding this world-destroying Bone Dragon, and the script should have been one of divine might like a prison, crushing everything!
How could this be?
How could it not even have time to play a single card before being swallowed in one gulp, along with its mount, its pride, and its confidence, by that giant purple mouth that appeared out of thin air?
This was illogical!
This did not conform to the rules of divine war!
"Is this your so-called revenge?"
A cold voice sounded overhead, devoid of any emotion.
Su Chen's figure slowly descended.
His toes touched the sandy ground lightly, silent and soundless, without even disturbing a single grain of dust.
He looked down from above at this wretched, cowering deity. In those deep eyes, there was no pity, no mockery, only indifference.
It was as if he were looking at a stone or an ant.
"Now, it's my turn."
Su Chen didn't even raise his hand, but a cold thought suddenly exploded throughout the vast psychic network.
"All forces, counterattack!"
"Leave none alive!"
The moment the order was given, the deathly silent air of the entire battlefield was torn apart!
"Hiss—!!!"
Having already received the standby order through the psychic link, the billions of the Zerg Swarm, suppressing their bloodthirsty instincts, completely detonated at this moment!
The earth-shaking roar converged into a wave of destruction, sweeping across the entire wasteland!
Sarah's figure was the first to dart out from the shadows, her crimson compound eyes flashing with excitement and cruelty.
That iconic blade of psionic energy carved a blinding purple arc in the air, the edge vibrating with high-frequency energy, emitting a teeth-aching hum.
She took the lead, followed closely by five hundred massive sickle-legged cockroaches, forming an incredibly sharp arrowhead formation.
The heavy sound of their articulated limbs moving converged into rolling thunder, and the earth trembled because of it!
This elite assault cluster was like a red-hot steel knife, fiercely and effortlessly stabbing into a block of cold butter!
Having lost the command and divine power blessing of their deity, those Shadow Ratmen armies, which had originally been quite fearless of death, were now completely reduced to headless flies.
They fell into great chaos and panic.
Facing the overwhelming counterattack of the Zerg Swarm, their battle line could not even hold for a second.
Purple blade light flashed, and large swaths of heads and severed limbs flew into the sky.
Black blood splashed onto the sandy ground, only to be immediately trampled by the subsequent charging Zerg Swarm and ground into the dust.
This was a massacre without suspense.
A gluttonous feast belonging to the Zerg Swarm.
And the instigator of all this, Su Chen, did not even glance at the battlefield.
All his attention was focused on the pathetic wretch beneath his feet that had completely lost the will to fight.
Carrying the overwhelming killing divine power that had almost materialized from slaughtering the Bone Dragon and crushing the deity, he walked step by step toward the God of Shadows.
His steps were slow and light.
But with every step that landed, the God of Shadows felt as if an invisible mountain were smashing heavily onto its soul.
That pressure became heavier and more terrifying.
The air became viscous, breathing became difficult, and the radiance of its divinity, which should have been the source of a deity's dignity and power, was now as dim as a candle in the wind, flickering, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
"Don't... don't kill me!"
When Su Chen walked in front of it, and that tangible killing intent pressed against its brow like a cold blade, the final psychological defense of the God of Shadows collapsed completely.
Dignity, divinity, hatred... everything was crushed to pieces by the instinct to survive.
It scrambled backward on its hands and feet, tears and snot streaming down its face, completely devoid of any dignity as a deity.
"It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!"
"I was forced too! I'm just a pawn! A pathetic wretch pushed to the front stage!"
It screamed incoherently, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, shouting out all its secrets.
"It's the Lich King! He is the one behind everything, instructing me!"
"He is raising Gu! He is screening! All existences like you, who show great potential among the new gods, are his targets!"
"He is conducting a cruel trial; he wants to see who can survive the death trap he has set and become the most poisonous Gu insect!"
"This Bone Dragon is the bait he gave me, and also my death warrant! He sent me to lure you and test your trump cards... everything I said is true! Please, don't kill me!"
The Lich King?
Su Chen's steps stopped.
In those deep eyes, the calm that had always been like an ancient well was broken, and a ray of extremely dangerous cold light flashed and vanished.
For the second time.
This was already the second time he had heard this name from the mouth of an enemy.
A true god-level existence who stood at the top of the Pantheon, overlooking all living beings.
"It seems that because I have performed too well, I have already been regarded as a thorn in the side on the chessboard by some real big shots."
Su Chen muttered to himself, but there was not a trace of fear on his face; instead, there was a kind of cold interest that had been stirred up.
He looked down at his feet again, at the God of Shadows, whose face was covered in tears and snot, but whose eyes were bursting with hopeful light because of his pause.
"I see."
Su Chen nodded.
The God of Shadows saw Su Chen nod and felt the ecstasy of surviving a disaster burst forth in its eyes; it thought it had bet correctly.
It thought it had used this earth-shattering secret to trade for a chance to live.
Su Chen's voice remained flat, as if he were stating a trivial matter.
"As a reward for the intelligence you provided..."
Before the words faded.
That hand, which had just been waving casually, suddenly reached out at a speed that exceeded the limits of visual capture.
Five slender fingers accurately and effortlessly pierced through the void energy and directly grasped the soul, which was representing all the origins of the deity and was fluctuating violently.
The ecstasy on the face of the God of Shadows instantly froze.
Crack!
A dull sound, crisper than glass shattering but carrying some kind of collapse at the soul level, sounded softly.
"I grant you death."
Su Chen withdrew his hand, his expression as cold as an ancient glacier.
The body of the God of Shadows, starting from the soul touched by Su Chen's fingers, disintegrated inch by inch, turning into the purest, ownerless points of energy light, drifting in the cold air like fireflies scattered by the wind.
"Only the dead will not leak more secrets of the Zerg Swarm for any reason."
As for that high and mighty Lich King?
Su Chen turned around, and his cold gaze fell on the behemoth behind him.
The Biochemical Bone Dragon felt the gaze of the Overlord, its massive body slightly lowered, and the eerie green Zerg fire in its eye sockets pulsed with the will of the Overlord, full of destruction and loyalty.
An extremely dangerous arc slowly curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Want to raise Gu?"
"Then be prepared to be backlashed by the Gu insect you raised with your own hands, and then have your throat bitten through in one bite."