Chapter 826 - 412: World Destruction Level Calamity Race

Chapter 826: Chapter 412: World Destruction Level Calamity Race

A calm gaze brought forth a great will.

Siel’s eyes grew increasingly heavy; Hell’s reinforcements were about to arrive, and Hell’s army was retreating.

Everyone knew that facing the Insect Race, war was the most foolish choice.

Only by killing the Insect Emperor with high-end combat power was the only way to defeat the Insect Race.

However, at this moment, this Insect Emperor felt even more dangerous to Siel than Caterlego.

When the two sides looked at each other, what Siel saw was not just a pair of scarlet eyes.

There was also an immense network linking this enormous battlefield thousands of kilometers in diameter.

Pairs of silent eyes flickered in and out within this network, carrying the overwhelming killing intent of the battlefield, making Siel’s flapping wings more rapid.

A shadow returned.

Boom!

In the sky, celestial punishment descended once more.

The Insect Race should not exist.

And this transformation that compresses the Insect Race’s entire growth potential, troop production capacity, and all life into one day was enough to make this world feel uneasy and actively eliminate what should not exist.

Barro looked at the celestial punishment with eyes full of disdain.

He spread his arms, and the wings behind him vibrated furiously, colliding fiercely with the celestial punishment with a tremendous will.

Boom!

Roar~

Uniform and world-shaking roars erupted from the battlefield, instantly breaking through the thunderclouds, causing the entire world’s space to tremble.

"Hehe...hahahahaha....."

"Celestial Punishment? Punish me? Hahahahaha...."

Barro’s rampant laughter was unmistakably clear amidst the roars of the Insect Race.

He continued to elevate his form until he stood as tall as a God, or even...taller than a God before stopping.

The smile on his face gradually faded: "I am a King! A King of a race! What can the heavens do to me?"

His scarlet eyes fixed on Siel, softly asking, "God, do you wish to overlook a King?"

Siel’s face grew even grimmer.

He keenly noticed one thing, that the power of this God had not truly reached the Divine Level.

But it possessed a very terrifying ability.

That is, the dispersion of pain.

The celestial thunder just now seemed to have had no effect on Barro, but in reality, it was not so.

The damage from the celestial thunder had no reduction, but it was dispersed into over eight billion parts, allowing the entire Insect Race to share the burden.

In other words, all the damage caused to this Insect Emperor would be divided among the more than eight billion insects below, and killing those insects would make the Insect Emperor’s power grow without limit.

"Damn it!"

For the first time, Siel truly broke down.

This creature was more terrifying than those Insect Emperors in his memory.

The Insect Race was originally the world’s destroyer, and now.....

The insects below, though only Silver Tier,

they were numerous, and very peculiar.

The total energy stored within them was even no weaker than some over Level 50 Gold.

What does this mean?

The blessing of over eight billion Gold, and it’s a 100% energy shared blessing.

This power, unless the strongest batch of Realm Masters, otherwise, whoever comes will be ineffective.

Siel did not answer; the shadow beside him vanished instantly, flying at high speed toward the Hell creatures in retreat.

The war must not continue any longer.

With the Insect Emperor, for every life lost in war, it’s an empowerment for the Insect Emperor.

He needed to help a large number of Hell creatures leave this world, or....let them perish.

Barro noticed this point, his eyes full of disdain.

He looked down at the God, flapping his wings, flying gradually in the direction of the God.

"Soldiers, stand up, attack!"

Boom!

The rather small voice made tens of billions of the Insect Race stand up simultaneously, they set their sights on those escaping Abyssal Creatures, their footsteps suddenly becoming chaotic.

The celestial punishment rolling in the sky never descended a third time.

Celestial punishment indeed is mighty, but when faced with an indestructible existence, the world will opt for another way to purge the heretic.

In the Ancient God Era, this method was the New Gods.

And now in such an extreme situation.....

Outside the battlefield, Baiyi furrowed his brows.

The Underworld was sending signals outward.

These signals were very familiar to the Saints.

The world only sends for help when it’s overwhelmed.

As to whether it calls upon an evil entity or a law-abiding being, it can only depend on the world’s fate.

And for the normal Saints, once they detect these signals, they inevitably head there joyfully, and bring a great cleansing to this world.

After all, whether it’s those utterly unscrupulous evil villains, or the Gods who assimilate rules.

Saints wish to maintain certain equilibriums, yet maintaining these equilibriums requires a great deal of slaughter.

This can place some psychological pressure on some Saints.

And this pressure forcibly led some Saints from earlier epochs to intentionally write the world > sentient beings concept into the heritage.

Allowing Saints to use the mindset of [I am saving the world] to prevent some conflicts among Saints.

Of course, in fact, they indeed saved those worlds that were on the verge of collapse.

However, some more bloodthirsty Saints would clear all sentient life when the world calls for rescue.

With the point of saving the world as a guarantee, some Saints, even if they disagreed, would not intervene much, at most turning a blind eye.

Baiyi thought for a moment, then ignored the world’s call for help.

Firstly, the world’s rules have not yet been restored to Intermediate Divine Power or Strong Divine Power Level.

Secondly, the world boundary of the Underworld now bore Hell’s mark, so neither the Ancient Gods nor other entities would arrive at this world via the world’s summon.