Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Every Taotie warrior in the Taotie flagship fleet, as well as those Taotie generals who thought they could fight to the death and even felt they had the advantage, would have been deathly pale if they weren't all mechanical beings.

The scorching temperature continued to rise.

Many Taotie warriors were gripped by a profound sense of unease and fear.

"Run away."

"We are not incapable of defeating this monster."

"Even if I'm punished, I'm leaving this place. This is a monster, we're going to die!"

Fear is spreading.

This is the domino effect; once fear takes hold, it spreads like a catalyst, even more terrifying than germs.

Even those gluttonous warriors dared to face the threat of death.

Yao clenched his fists tightly.

He could not back down, and with a thud, he struck the chest of a Taotie operator who was trying to give up the fight, instantly piercing through his body.

"Anyone who dares to desert in the face of battle shall be executed."

"Our Taotie Legion fears no death and is invincible."

Lin Yan raised his arm.

"Wrath of the invaders, tear these shameless killers apart! Let their cries echo throughout the universe!"

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Lin Yan calmly raised his arm.

Millions of skeletons raised their flags and shouted in response to the Lord's call.

"The spirits of the invaders, tear apart these shameless killers, let their cries echo throughout the universe and reverberate in hell."

The surviving Taotie on those Taotie warships stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene, especially—

"Aren't those the fallen Generals Feng Lei and Xiong Lu? Why are they here?"

"A vengeful spirit seeking revenge?"

"What...what's going on?"

"Why do the dead reappear?!"

Although the birth of super-gene warriors in this world has allowed them to transcend the limits of death, once they truly die, they cannot be reborn.

What's more, in this kind of posture.

Feng Lei's head drooped to one side, presenting a twisted posture.

The buck, on the other hand, was shimmering all over, with one arm broken.

Even more horrifying was the gruesome gash on the demon's neck, its skin torn and flesh ripped open, dripping foul-smelling blood.

The most tragic one is Ator, who has demon wings.

His demon wings were reduced to skeletons, and there was a hole in his chest, almost revealing the horrifying wound inside.

"None of these things are right."

"Yes."

"They all seem to be dead."

"Could it really be a vengeful spirit seeking revenge?"

"These are the undead army! Now that they're already dead, how can we kill them again?"

The souls returning from hell were engulfed in flames, the marks left by the karmic fire of those killed by Lin Yan. Their faces were ferocious, and they showed no fear of death, each one more ferocious than a wild beast.

Roaring and howling.

Behind this army of millions of undead was Lin Yan, who seemed like an immortal being.

A black throne appeared, and Lin Yan, exuding the aura of a king, sat calmly on the throne, surveying the massacre.

"I never imagined I'd die at the hands of my own people..."

A Taotie warrior, pinned down by several Taotie, screamed wildly as his arm was ripped off.

It emitted a chilling scream.

"what--"

Given the same physical constitution, the Gluttonous Undead, empowered by raging flames, experiences a dramatic increase in combat power.

A single undead Taotie can even defeat seven or eight Taotie warriors in a row.

Some of the Taotie warriors were burned by the flames.

It let out a scream.

The heart-wrenching screams rang out continuously, and some people fell to the ground, staggering and trying to escape, only to have their necks broken.

“I don’t believe it. This can’t be the Bucks’ general. The death that my god Karl has given me is a death of supreme glory.”

Some of the Taotie warriors lost their faith and went completely mad.

On the battlefield, the fighting prowess of the Bucks and the Thunderstorm is truly terrifying.

They were originally the great generals of the Taotie Legion, and their military prestige remained, so much so that some timid Taotie warriors dared not resist.

They were instantly defeated.

This was the first time such a brutal killing of one's own kind had ever occurred, leaving all the Taotie warriors and generals in the main ship's command room speechless with astonishment.

They were veterans of countless battles and had invaded other civilizations numerous times.

but--

Even now, faced with such a bizarre scene, I still can't understand it.

Even if a gluttonous warrior were lucky enough to sever the heads of the undead army or crush their skulls, break their arms, or limbs...

The fallen army of the undead can still rise again.

"This is a true army of undead! No matter how you kill them, they are impossible to kill. This is simply beyond the laws of biology."

Holy Keisha, the fourth-generation divine body.

She was tricked by Death Karl, blasted into countless sacred particles, and the Great Clock scattered these particles to every corner of the universe, where they would take hundreds of millions of years to recover.

If the sacred particles are destroyed, then she will truly die.

Of course, if these undead armies were to have their physical bodies destroyed, they would certainly be dead.

The key point is that with such a large undead army, and fighting at such close range, it is impossible to use weapons of mass destruction.

For example, the Star Destroyer Cannon.

In a one-on-one battle, a gluttonous warrior has absolutely no chance of winning against an army of undead.

“General Yao, if we continue, we will be completely wiped out. Last time, our two generals, Feng Lei and Xiong Lu, were also destroyed by this Earth Flame God.”

"Yes, General."

"Let's retreat."

"Devouring King, contact Devouring King immediately."

The generals and commanders of the main ships could no longer bear the fear of this threat of death, while Yao, the commander of the main ships, remained silent.

His electronic eyes were cold and silent as he stared at the command post.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Yao's burly frame slammed his fist hard onto the command platform. Cracks spread outwards from the rare metal platform like a spider web.

The command center was eerily silent.

Dead silence.

Repressed.

Everyone stared at Commander Yao, who had the final say.

He had recently made a solemn pledge that no deserter would be allowed, no one would be allowed to back down, and no one would be allowed to make negative or war-weary remarks.

Snapped!

A resounding slap in the face.

Yao's silence was frightening.

The Taotie generals suddenly stared wide-eyed at Commander Yao, as if they had seen a demon. In fact, they did see a demon.

The black armor, the burly figure, the scarlet wings, the inhuman face, and the bloodthirsty eyes.

The void vibrates.

The imposing and towering demon Ator appeared in the command room.

The demon's wings were already a skeleton, yet they were still burning with raging flames, and its eyes were burning even more fiercely.

He sat down in Yao's seat with his legs crossed.

"What, are you all scared stiff?"

Holding a watermelon in his hand, the devil Atto leisurely peeled it.

"Demon Ator? You should know that we are the troops of Death God Karl. I, God Karl, will never forgive you."

"That's your god, not mine."

The demon Ator said nonchalantly.

Yao staggered back several steps, staring in horror at the demon Ato, sensing the aura emanating from him.

powerful.

terror.

"All I know is that whoever I decree dies must die." The demon Ator grasped the crimson longsword from the void.

Imposing and awe-inspiring.

The Taotie warriors had no idea why Morgana's demon subordinate, Ator, would be here. "Aren't you one of Morgana's men? Did Morgana send you?"

"Morgana?"

The demon Atto had peeled the watermelon rind.

“No, my Lord Flame God. I, the demon Ato, am only subject to your command.” He examined the watermelon, then took a large bite.

The watermelon was crushed with a snap.

Watermelon juice splashed.

Everywhere.

The demon Atto raised his greatsword high.

"The demon Ator carried a message from my master: 'Those who disturb my peace, though far away, shall be punished.'"

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"The demon Ator carried a message from my master: 'Those who disturb my peace, though far away, shall be punished.'"

His entire body was engulfed in flames like hellfire, the intense heat of which scorched even the air.

The chair beneath the demon Ator gradually melted away, and he stood up, wielding a greatsword.

Step by step.

He walked toward Yao, the commander of the main ship.

Every step he took left a dent.

Commander Yao of the main fleet staggered backward, his electronic eyes flashing with fear, terror, and unease, all his emotions frozen together.