Chapter 1044 My honey is your poison

Honkai species.

This is an abyssal gnoll that has been infused with a large amount of abyssal power by the gnoll king, and has been twisted.

The terrifying power of the abyss not only gives them greater strength, but also tears their souls apart. They will charge on the front line without fear of death until they kill all the enemies or themselves.

The King of Gnolls, whose anger was vented, turned to the King of Ghouls again and asked, "How do you think this battle should be fought next?"

The Ghoul King replied without thinking: "The first thing we need to do is to stabilize the situation on the battlefield and prevent the enemy from defeating us in one wave..."

After hesitating for a moment, the Ghoul King gritted his teeth and said, "Under the current circumstances, it is difficult to regroup the collapsed Jackal soldiers. Instead of letting them attack my ghoul army, why not Sacrifice them directly and transform them into ghouls.

As long as there is no fear, the flight will naturally stop. Use numbers to hold the enemy back as much as possible to buy us time. "

My honey is your arsenic.

This plan is extremely beneficial to the Ghoul King. As the gods of the race, their strength is closely related to the prosperity of their race.

Once these millions of gnolls are transformed into ghouls, it will at least bring the strength of the Ghoul King to a new level. It is not impossible to directly jump from a weak divine power to a weak divine power.

As much as the Ghoul King improves, the Gnoll King will decline.

Because these divine powers are equivalent to being transferred from the latter to the former.

The King of Gnolls stared at the King of Ghouls with his fierce eyes, "Did you plan this in advance?"

This is the devil's instinctive reaction.

When problems arose, they did not immediately consider the feasibility of the plan, but rather it was a hole dug by their allies to enrich themselves.

Even for the King of Jackals, millions of Jackals are not a small number.

The sudden loss would not necessarily cause him to fall down to the level of a god, but he would definitely lose a godhead.

The Ghoul King hurriedly argued: "How is this possible? If the Defiler becomes powerful, it will only do me harm but no good.

Your Majesty can activate the Screaming Peaks and leave, but my gray and white kingdom cannot escape.

I did this entirely out of consideration for the war situation.

If all those gnolls were transformed into undead, the power of the Defiler would be even more unstoppable.

As long as we win the final victory of this war, they will still swear allegiance to His Majesty and will still fight for Your Majesty, just in a ghoul way.

If His Majesty can take the opportunity to seize the immortal power of the defiler, all problems will be solved.

That was the immortal power of the Immortal Furies, not the immortal lord Orcus. It was almost ownerless. "

The King of Jackals' fierce eyes flickered involuntarily, balancing the gains and losses.

He does not believe in the promise and oath of the Ghoul King. The relationship between the two parties depends on their strength.

Only when he ensures that he is strong enough to always be able to overwhelm the King of Ghouls, will the other party obediently respond to him and serve him.

Once the balance of strength is broken, he will turn against Tiangang.

Not only will they break free from his enslavement, but they will even enslave him in turn.

It's just that the benefits here are too great. It not only has the killing power he has always longed for, but also plunder and immortality.

The former's compatibility with him is not much less than that of killing. Jackals originally made a living by robbing, so there is no difficulty in integrating them.

The latter is completely incomparable with his original divine power, but he controls the King of Ghouls, and they are also one of the undead, so they can start with him.

After weighing the balance, the King of Gnolls calmed down his violent posture and said in a low voice: "I can cooperate with you to transform all those Gnolls into ghouls, but you need to fight the next war by yourself."

"Your Majesty..." The Ghoul King suddenly became anxious upon hearing this.

Even if there are millions more jackals and ghouls, taking his strength to a new level, he has no confidence in using the ghoul army to resist the opponent's undead army, nor does he have the confidence to resist the three who have become the chosen ones. A high-ranking undead lord and an immortal being were beaten.

Especially the latter, the restraint on him is too great, and it will easily cause a dimensionality reduction blow to him.

The King of Jackals waved his hand and directly interrupted the King of Ghouls: "Don't worry, I'm not really leaving you alone, but I'm recruiting an army again, and at the same time, I'm trying to lure the enemy deeper.

Once the undead army crosses the Screaming Peaks, I will lead a new army to come back, attack from the front and back, and completely eat up the enemy's main force. "

To be able to become the lord of a plane in the Abyss, the King of Jackals relied on more than just rage and recklessness. That was just his usual method of solving problems.

When he encounters an enemy that cannot be dealt with in this way, he will naturally use his brain.

What he just said was just a superficial reason.

There is another deeper reason, for the Ghoul King.

In this war, he intervened too hastily, and coupled with the geographical location of the Screaming Peaks, he put the cart before the horse.

He became the vanguard for the Ghoul King.

As a landowner, the Ghoul King is hiding behind and reaping the benefits. Until now, he has not contributed at all, and his war potential has not been fully exploited.

"Your Majesty is wise." The Ghoul King breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't give up completely, there was still room for this matter. He had already taken millions of gnolls into his pocket. He didn't dare to ask for too much in a short period of time.

"Start the transformation. How do you need me to cooperate with you?" The Ghoul King asked.

"As long as your Majesty nods, I will take care of the rest." The Ghoul King said confidently, "This is my kingdom of God!"

"Then I'll leave it to you!" The Ghoul King did not question the Ghoul King's ability. Without saying a word, he directly activated the plane teleportation ability of the Howling Peaks and returned to the Yenogu Realm to turn a blind eye.

This was his greatest advantage. From the beginning, he was invincible.

Even if he lost this war, his biggest loss would only be the loss of the vassal of the Ghoul King, which would not directly affect the Yenogu Realm.

The Ghoul King was left where he was.

As soon as the King of Ghouls left, the King of Ghouls returned to his Lost Soul Throne. However, he did not sit in the throne, but stood on one side respectfully, saying respectfully: "Please come, my king."

The eyes of the super giant head that served as the background of the Lost Soul Throne suddenly lit up with pale light.

Two rays of light that seemed to be real gathered on the Lost Soul Throne, and a pale shadow that was very similar to the King of Ghouls emerged from it.

When this shadow emerged, the entire Lost Soul Throne was shrouded by a divine power that seemed to be real, and even the King of Ghouls could not help but feel an uncontrollable hunger.

This is the true body of the King of Ghouls. He has always been integrated with his own kingdom of God, the Gray Kingdom.

Whether it was the one that the King of Corpses met before or the one who went to see the King of Ghouls, they were all his demon incarnations.

The demon incarnation of the Ghoul King was well prepared. He pointed his hungry tooth staff in his hand, and a pale skeleton magic circle lit up in the middle of the Lost Soul Court. The next second, hundreds of gnolls appeared out of thin air.

These gnolls who were suddenly teleported in were obviously the front-line fleeing soldiers. They had panic and anxiety on their faces that could not be concealed, and they observed everything around them blankly.

After seeing the surroundings clearly, the anxiety on his hyena-like face began to slowly subside. Even in the face of countless hungry eyes, his face still raised high involuntarily, and a hint of arrogance emerged.

"Ah!" The Ghoul King was the first to let go of his control over his hunger and desire, and pounced on the nearest gnoll.

His actions were like blowing the horn of attack, and the surrounding ghouls immediately rushed up from all directions.

"How dare you... We are your masters... How dare you do this..."

"You slaves, how dare you disrespect your master!"

"Ah... What you did is a betrayal, the King of Gnolls will never forgive you!"

The Gnolls panicked, pretending to be calm and shouting loudly, carrying the King of Gnolls out.

The method that usually works well didn't work this time, and the ghouls turned a deaf ear to their shouting.

The Ghoul King threw the nearest gnoll to the ground, bit off his neck, and ate his fresh flesh and blood while laughing evilly, "The Ghoul King's eyes will not be here today. There are only you and us here, only hunters and food. Whether to be a hunter or food, you choose it yourself!"

The light bursting out of the Ghoul King's eyes was like substance, filled with endless hunger and thirst. It was like a plague, contagious, and those gnolls who looked at him couldn't help but fall into endless hunger and thirst.

This hunger is not only from the body, but also from the soul.

The way they looked at their companions around them suddenly became a little different. It didn't seem like they were looking at their own kind, but at extremely delicious food, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Ah!

Many gnolls succumbed to this hunger and thirst and pounced on their nearest companions. Between hunters and food, they chose to be hunters, even if the food was their own kind.

In the blink of an eye, the Lost Soul Throne turned into a terrifying, bloody large restaurant, with a terrifying cannibalistic scene, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and everyone was eating frantically.

Including those jackals who were thrown to the ground and used as food, they did not feel pain, but were also eating frantically, either tearing the flesh from the surrounding jackals, or eating themselves directly if there was no chance.

Just like the hunger sacrifice launched by the previous ghoul king, these jackals who were trapped in cannibalism began to twist uncontrollably, their hair fell off, revealing pale skin, and began to move towards the ghouls, but this time they did not grow wings.

Winged ghouls belong to directional hunger sacrifices, which require a large number of sacrifices to create a small number of ghouls with special abilities.

Now the situation is just the opposite, and only a small number of sacrifices are needed to transform most jackals into ghouls.

The pale shadow on the Lost Soul Throne also opened his mouth and devoured greedily.

However, what he ate was not flesh and blood, but the hungry divine power generated during the sacrifice, which made his form more solid. He roared in a low voice: "Living is to eat, start eating, eat all the invaders."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The entire Lost Soul Court was emitting a low roar, and the oracle began to spread in all directions with it as the center.

The entire Gray Kingdom suddenly fell into a boiling state, and countless vampire banshees rose from the surroundings of the Lost Soul Court, gathered together, and soon turned into a huge flock of birds, covering the sky and heading west.

Below were countless ghouls flashing with hungry light.

The first to arrive at the front battlefield were the vampire banshees like dark clouds, who rushed towards the fleeing jackal army.

"It's reinforcements, our ghoul slave reinforcements have arrived... Aww... We are saved!"

"In the name of the King of Gnolls, I order you to stop the group of undead behind us."

"Damn it, what do you want to do? We are believers of Yenogu, how can you treat your master like this."

"These ghouls are crazy and attack us."

"Did the King of Ghouls betray our god?"

"Run away, as long as we escape to the Howling Peaks, we will be saved."

The reaction of these ghouls is exactly the same as that in the Court of the Lost Souls, thinking that they saw their allies being saved.

What awaited them were sharp claws and fangs. The vampires swooped down, threw them to the ground, and mercilessly stabbed their fangs into their throats, sucking their last drop of blood.

As the blood quickly drained away, a steady stream of soul energy gathered from all directions and drilled into their bodies.

When the fangs of the vampires were pulled out of their bodies, they had already completed the transformation from jackals to vampires or ghouls.

The former directly joined the ranks of the vampires, making their team larger and more efficient.

The latter joined the mighty army of ghouls.

Under normal circumstances, the speed of vampires transforming into ghouls is not so fast. There is at least a latent period of more than one day. The specific incubation period is related to the life dice of the transformed object. Each additional life dice requires one more day.

During the incubation period, this transformation can be forcibly interrupted by a series of methods such as protection from evil and purification.

Now it is obviously not a normal situation. They are now in the kingdom of the god of ghouls. The laws here are infinitely inclined to ghouls, including a significant shortening of the transformation time of ghouls, from days to minutes and seconds.

Those jackals fell into endless despair, with the undead killing army behind them and the ghouls who turned against them in front of them.

At this moment, they suddenly realized the horror of those ghouls who were usually submissive to them and would not fight back even if they were beaten to death.

If they fell into the hands of those vampires, they at least had the possibility of transforming into ghouls.

Once they were knocked down by the paralysis attacks of those ghouls, they would only become food. The ghouls, who were trapped in endless hunger, would ruthlessly gnaw them to the bone residue.

This despair reached its peak when they arrived at the location of the Screaming Peaks. Only the skeletons remained here, and the real body had returned to the domain of Yenogu.

Their gods abandoned them and threw them to these ghouls as food. They had no escape.

Hearing the news from the front line, Gavin couldn't help but sigh: "No one who can dominate the bottomless abyss is a good person. Yenogu is more decisive than I expected. In this way, our rewinding bead curtain tactics have been cracked."

The application of many strategies and tactics is based on the enemy's fear, and the rewinding bead curtain tactics is a great application of it.

This tactic is ineffective against ghouls without fear. Even if they face countless enemies stronger than themselves, they will fight to the death until the last ghoul falls.

Gavin hesitated for a moment, then teleported directly to the side of the Burning Queen and said, "Stop chasing, and rest on the spot!"

The Burning Queen, who turned into a burning cloud, rolled forward madly, burning everything around her, and responded, "No, I will burn to the Lost Soul Court of Dorisan, and I will make that greedy ghoul a thing of the past."

She was already crazy about killing, and she was unwilling to stop attacking.

She was now immersed in the powerful power she had just obtained and couldn't extricate herself.

Compared with the divine power of killing and plundering, the power of revenge is more conceptual and self-centered. It has a certain endogenous nature, especially in the early stages. She can effectively harvest the first bucket of divine power through this way of releasing killing and anger continuously.

"You need to learn to control the emotion of revenge, and make it a tool and power in your hands, rather than a puppet of this power." Gavin pointed the War Predator in his hand at the Queen of Burning Flame, "You need to calm down and digest this new power."

The War Predator directly transformed into a super fire extinguisher, and the Queen of Burning Flame, who was dancing wildly, directly immersed herself in it.

"No... You can't do this to me!" The Queen of Burning Flame screamed angrily.

But no matter how hard she danced, she couldn't get rid of the absolute suction from the War Predator. This was an absolute suppression at the level of law.

Without the leadership of the Queen of Burning Flame, the entire coalition of Burning Flame and Corpse immediately stopped its restlessness, including her personal army of Burning Flame Spirits. None of them dared to rush up to avenge their queen and goddess. They only dared to pay tribute to Gavin from a distance.

"Let me out, you damn bastard, you can't do this to me, let me out... I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you..." The Burning Queen, who was imprisoned in the War Raiders, was still shouting wildly. She was a tyrannical person, and she would not give in so easily. (End of this chapter)