Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 621: If You Like To Suck, I’ll Give You Enough To Suck

Chapter 621: Chapter 621: If You Like To Suck, I’ll Give You Enough To Suck

"Here we are, right ahead," the Undead communicated in their unique way.

At this moment, Fang Jie was also watching, his heart bleeding with compassion. There was no choice; throughout their advance to lure the Beastman Demigod deeper, he had to use Legendary Experts as bait.

Although he had been prepared for it, sacrifices were still necessary.

En route, this Beastman Demigod had already slain sixteen of his Legendary subordinates.

This was only because each was fairly distant from the others; the losses would have been even greater otherwise. Such a Demigod absolutely could not be allowed to continue rampaging.

Otherwise, every few days he could appear and no number of Legendary warriors would suffice.

This was the terrifying reason behind the strength of those at the Demigod Level. While Legendary Experts could gather together to withstand a Demigod, it required a vast number, at least thousands.

Furthermore, they needed to be fearless; otherwise, without proper coordination, the casualties would be immense.

Coming every so often, no number would be enough to stand against him, which was the actual reason.

Initially, Fang Jie had managed to repel the Demigod by leveraging the characteristics of his defensive structures. Together with the Legendary warriors, he could achieve this feat.

Even so, it was merely a repulsion, and his own losses were significant.

A fiery Lion-man, covered in red fur, roared as he leaped into the air then landed on the ground, creating a huge crater. A closer look would reveal that the ground had been scorched to a vitreous state.

Ahead, they would soon encounter two more Legendary Level Undead.

At this moment, the crazed Beastman Demigod hadn’t considered anything else.

After all, he would sense the presence of another Demigod nearby. Without a Demigod in the vicinity, there was no threat. Throughout the years on this continent, countless Legendary beings had died, but very few Demigods had perished.

In fact, no Demigod deaths had occurred in over a thousand years.

No Demigod believed such an event could happen to them.

Thus, the Lion-man charged forward. "Hahaha, I don’t know where these Undead came from, daring to oppose our Beastman tribe. This time, I’ll show you what happens without a Demigod."

As a Beastman, the Lion-man relished combat and slaughter.

Even as a Demigod, this temperament hadn’t changed. However, due to his position, he couldn’t act recklessly. If he did, the consequences were too significant, so he had always suppressed it.

But this time, these Undead had gone too far, daring to unleash plagues within the Beastman territory.

On the battlefield, many Legendary Experts had been lost, providing him a reason to come forward.

His actions this time could not be criticized or stopped by anyone.

However, what the Lion-man didn’t anticipate was that he wanted to continue charging forward—it was just two Legendary beings, after all. No matter how strong, they were only a matter of a few blows, especially since they excelled in defense.

Ordinary Legendary warriors were nothing but a strike in their presence.

But suddenly, a flash of gold light appeared around him, not just one, but a mass of golden light.

Then countless attacks struck him, none posing a threat. These golden lights were merely attacks of a Gold Level, their speed alone making them difficult to dodge.

When he had just arrived in this area, a Legendary Expert released a powerful binding spell against him.

Although he could dispel it almost instantly, in that moment, these beams had already hit him. "Hahaha, nice attempt at a sneak attack, but it’s useless."

The Lion-man roared loudly, initially feeling nothing. But the next moment, his expression changed.

He had anticipated the beginning but not the outcome. As the numerous attacks arrived, his instinct was to absorb them—an instinctive trait of Demigods, beyond their control.

Attacks from others usually served as replenishments for Demigods.

That’s why these Demigods, unless facing an opponent of the same level, acted like perpetual motion machines on the battlefield.

Only an opponent of the same level, wielding similar Law Power, was indigestible for them. Ordinary attacks, however overwhelming in quantity, would be absorbed.

What no one expected was that their absorption capacity actually had limits.

No, it wasn’t about the limit of absorption, but the limit of their own endurance.

Once energy was absorbed, it instinctively transformed into their own strength. This power they could freely utilize, but when it became excessive, it would automatically circulate within the patterns on their bodies.

These patterns were all engraved according to Law Patterns.

Normally, this circulation was not problematic, but when the energy became too potent, the powerful force started auto-pushing, seeking to forge new paths. At this moment, the Beastman Demigod was too preoccupied to consider pursuing the enemy.

He had to devote all his efforts and focus on directing his internal power.

Once a fault appeared in the newly forged path, his own path was also cut off.

Just then, the Lion-man realized the situation exceeded his expectations, as the amount of energy from the attacks was overwhelming, to a terrifying extent.

This power was no longer manageable; many different spots were being marked simultaneously.

With the spiritual power of the Lion-man, he couldn’t possibly guide so many places at once. Finally, a discrepancy occurred between the engraved patterns and his sensed patterns.

While it was a minor error, he could no longer guide this power through the Law.

Then, the power began to spiral out of control, overwhelming pain engulfing his entire body.

Subsequently, different locations began their expansions simultaneously, the immense pressure constantly pressing in. Normally, while engraving these patterns, they would proceed bit by bit, careful not to be careless—this massive simultaneous engraving was a first.

"Ah... stop, stop it now!"

The Lion-man howled loudly, but his voice was laden with despair and fear.

The next moment, a huge explosion sounded, instantly flattening the entire small hill. After the dust settled, the Lion-man had vanished. Where the hill had once stood, now lay a vast crater, its air thick with burning flames.