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Chapter 1607 - 460: Kneading the Corpse Planet by Hand! Gary Smith: You Shall Meet Me on the Path of Reincarnation! _4

Chapter 1607: Chapter 460: Kneading the Corpse Planet by Hand! Gary Smith: You Shall Meet Me on the Path of Reincarnation! _4

In a fleeting moment, he swept over a vast expanse of empty land!

Because he was endowed with the random Void Disaster legion buff [Extreme Speed], his speed was even faster than before, leaving hardly any afterimages.

Red Rabbit stepped forth, and the Shimmering Oil churned endlessly underfoot, spreading, and then numerous artillery rose from it and began bombing, with swarms of drones, tanks, and armored Mechanical Beasts bursting forth.

"Roar!" Fire raged in Red Rabbit’s eyes, his gaze dismissive.

Antiques, feel the power of modern technology!

In an instant, the bombardment was relentless, and different legions coordinated their attacks.

The Shimmering Spiders were responsible for cutting through the enemy’s lines directly from the front,

effectively containing the advance of the Dead Realm Creatures.

If this wasn’t the interior of the Immortal Heavenly Phoenix, a great battle like this could flatten half of the Great Domain.

"Indeed, a good set of training targets."

Gary Smith strolled through the Void, his smile teasing.

He rarely used the Slave Beast Legion for slaughter, previously because he was reluctant, now simply because his promotion speed was too fast, failing to keep up with his own strength.

There wasn’t time to develop the Slave Beast Tribe.

But his Beast King System was not weak, just few in number!

"Wow...so powerful!" Phoenix Cloud was stunned, she hadn’t expected this human not only to be strong but also to have nurtured a large group of Slave Beasts.

Especially the Blood Moon Spider Queen, the Taoist type Origami Legion, the Mech Beast Army, all could crush her countless times.

Have humans on the outside really developed to this extent?

However, as time passed, after all, the Dead Realm Creatures did not fear death, and even as they were continuously killed, various kinds of broken fragments would fuse together forming new death forms, becoming more bizarre.

They were no longer life, but a manifestation of death.

How do you erase a concept?

On the contrary, the Slave Beasts began to continuously get injured, suffer losses, and many also showed signs of evolution during battles.

Blood and fire, the ladder to evolution!

"As the weight of death continues to increase, it will completely tip towards one side," Gary Smith said profoundly, watching the scene.

Meanwhile, above the Heavenly Dome, the tree crown was now covered ninety percent in black-red.

We’re nearing the Abyss!

Phoenix Cloud saw this and hurriedly reminded, "Although your Slave Beasts are strong, they are undead, and only by seizing the Heavenly Phoenix Palace can they be suppressed."

Gary Smith remained silent, merely gazing at the Central Tree, feeling a gaze watching himself from on high, indifferent yet with a scrutinizing intent.

As if a lofty god, overlooking the struggles of the mortals below.

As time passed, victory would belong only to the undead!

The black-red continued to cover the gaps between the branches of the Heavenly Dome.

Ninety-one percent...

Ninety-three percent...

Ninety-seven percent...

Ninety-nine percent...

The Abyssal Plane, now within reach!

However, the consciousness within the Divine Tree, felt bored.

Rustling.

The leaves of the Tree of Reincarnation moved without wind, sounding a mysterious and elusive soul symphony.

"Roar!"

These enormous kings of the Dead Realm roared, initiating their attack.

The Black Fusang Tree Demon was about to attack but then saw a figure clad in Corpse Bone Dragon Armor appear before him, its Dragon Tail hanging down, twining around its feet, and its White Bone Spiral Dragon Horn pointing straight to the Heavenly Dome.

"Heavenly Mortal·Yinglong!"

A huge bone sword instantly pierced through it, nailing it to the ground.

A skill inspired by the Reincarnation form, now used only in the Mortal Wreathed Dragon Form, still demonstrating tremendous ruling power.

Simultaneously, the black-red completely covered the Heavenly Dome.

The Abyss reached!

The Undying Heavenly Phoenix Corpse spread its wings and flew, emitting a shriek that shook all realms, echoing within the Heavenly Phoenix Nest, awakening all beings within.

At the same time,

And in the darkness, the aura of an Ecological Lord Level emerged, ready to suppress with absolute strength.

Denying even a place on the chessboard!

"Damn..." Phoenix Cloud’s expression was grim, she didn’t expect it to start in hell mode.

No time left!

However, Gary Smith watched the Black Fusang Tree Demon preparing to continue struggling, Reincarnation City burst forth with suction force, instantly devouring it.

This time, the Black Fusang Tree Demon did not revive!

Before Reincarnation, no beings have the right to carry death!

The originally windless "rustling" sound suddenly disappeared, and the entire world fell into silence.

"This is..."

The Ancient Phoenix Clan Leader, Ancient Phoenix Clan People’s numb eyes flashed with luster.

Phoenix Cloud opened her mouth wide, wanting to speak, but Gary Smith was faster.

Huu huu huu!

He took a deep breath, the airflow swirling, spreading his voice throughout this silent realm.

"Those who wish to die, come forth!"

As his words fell, powerful auras rose, they were the ancient lives of the Heavenly Phoenix Nest, now all turning into streams of light, their gazes crazed, rushing over in a desperate scramble.

Death...

They could finally die!

Others crave life, but here...

They only sought release!

The weight of death was not something everyone could bear!

Gary Smith waited... for them all to awaken!

Gary Smith opened his arms, continually bearing these ancient lives, from the initial Corpse Sphere, evolving into a Corpse Mountain Range.

He alone bore an immeasurable weight.

Within the Abyss, the Undying Heavenly Phoenix Corpse, ready to flutter its wings, suddenly had one wing plummet, emitting a mournful cry, beginning to deviate from its original flight path.

A multitude of Dead Realm creatures disintegrated, turned into nothingness, even the Ecological Lord Level spirits in the darkness had their auras continuously waning.

Because what belonged to them—death—had been taken away.

And atop this mountain of corpses, a Skeleton Throne gradually formed, continuously rising, standing shoulder to shoulder with the distant Divine Tree.

Gary Smith sat grandly on it, looking into the distance, lightly laughing:

"In this world, the undead exist only because..."

"They haven’t met me yet!"