Bizarre Realm-Chapter 388 - 32: Annihilating the Divine Kingdom! Opening the Netherworld!

Chapter 388: Chapter 32: Annihilating the Divine Kingdom! Opening the Netherworld!

Great Tomb.

As the Soul Summoning Tower was kicked into two sections by the demigod suspected of being on the Martial Monk path, countless souls soared out from the tower’s eerie blue flames—elderly, women, and children—their souls displaying a confused and bewildered expression, transforming into a multitude of wandering spirits hovering around the Great Tomb.

"Master!"

"Detected the fluctuation of the Law of Death Divinity!" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The mysterious knowledge in Shawn’s brain shrieked, and in the next moment, the ground began to tremble. Countless corpses crawled from the earth, decaying hands reaching out, some only half remains with white bones. Those corpses, dead for who knows how long, were awakened by the Law of the Death Domain, spreading in all directions.

As long as it’s a place where the dead are buried, even if they’ve been dead for a long, long time, as long as there are some remains left, all of them were animated into roaming undead.

First came the humans, then animals, and finally, even the deceased cockroaches and insects ignited with a faint soul fire.

In the Ring City’s livestock area, the animals slaughtered during the day—cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs—all rose, their flesh rapidly decaying, turning into hordes of animal zombies.

"The Law of Death has been twisted."

The strike from the demigod Martial Monk directly interrupted the process of condensing the Death Divinity, causing everything within the Ring City area, even those Transcendents of the Demon Path killed in battle, to rise again one after another.

More terrifying was that even after all the undead were killed again, it wouldn’t be long before they stood up again, the dispersed ghosts turning into gray mist, reconsolidating their forms in a matter of one or two minutes at most.

"The Wandering Spirits of the Dark Era!"

It is said that during the Dark Era, there were countless wandering spirits roaming, they were immortal, and even when reduced to ashes, they would suddenly resurrect one day, reconsolidating their bodies from the ashes to wander this land.

There was only one exception on the battlefield, Shawn, transformed into a Demon Lord, the undead he killed often resurrected more slowly, some even weakening continuously until their souls completely disintegrated.

"The Power of the Child of Slaughter."

The Child of Slaughter’s talent could devour soul power, the enemies killed by Shawn had a portion of their souls directly stripped away.

If you couldn’t directly attack the soul, conventional damage couldn’t kill these undead wraiths at all.

——Soul Suppressing!

It was as if having discovered this issue, the Martial Monk on the Great Tomb suddenly made a Two-Handed Seal, and behind him appeared a dragon-shaped phantom, both ethereal and tangible, not a Western dragon like a big lizard, but an Eastern Spirit Dragon, scales manifesting a deep azure.

"Zhen Dan Spirit Dragon?" Shawn’s pupils constricted.

He saw behind the Martial Monk master, innumerable True Word Chains appeared, a power of Divine Oath, only gathered upon making stringent vows.

"Poverty Oath?"

Within Shawn’s acquired knowledge, only the Poverty Oath could grant such terrifying physical qualities, yet those who took this oath must accompany poverty their entire lives, practically unable to keep any personal wealth.

The True Word Chains spread in all directions, countless souls were suppressed, and the resurrected wandering spirits began to perish as well.

——Time Duplication Technique.

In the sky, pale golden grains from the River of Time flew about, Lady Hecate’s figure split into two, she summoned another self from the future, immediately followed by the opening of a grand Divine Kingdom Gate.

——Earthly Divine Kingdom [Extraordinary Divine Power]!

In the rift of space, Shawn saw a gray and misty fog, innumerable phantom images of undead banshees emerged, followed closely by squadrons of Death Angels with tattered gray wings descending. They were fully armed, clad in heavy armor, ghostly fire igniting the bone-forged sharp swords. As the angels appeared on the battlefield, wherever their blades reached, throngs of undead reduced to ash.

——Nether Realm!

Lady Hecate gently lifted her palm, an even more potent domain enveloped the Ring City, all living beings’ weapons were shrouded in a faint nether fire, now imbued with the trait of a ’Netherworld Weapon,’ able to directly harm spiritual entities.

"Hecate!!!"

Above the dark clouds, the Death Demigod roared in fury: "Do you wish to stir a civil war within the Path of Death?"

Grandiose gravestones materialized from thin air.

Below those gravestones, thick, approximately one-meter-wide arms extended out, followed by one rotting Giant corpse after another.

These are true Giants!

But they are only corpses, preserved for countless years, still intact, merely turned into zombies.

This is the legacy of the Giant Nation, someone exhumed their ancestral tombs.

Lady Hecate, expressionless, raised her head, staring directly at the grandiose black skeletal silhouette in the sky, coldly saying: "Ancient Tomb King."

"When you laid hands on mortals of the Realm of Reality, the civil war of the Path of Death had already begun."

The Ancient Tomb King’s tone seemed somewhat desperate and furious, roaring: "For these mortals."

"You’ll even start a war of Divine Kingdoms?"

"Even if I err, the Round Table Meeting of the Path of Death should judge me!"

Lady Hecate’s gaze was eerie, she softly said: "The council of the Path of Death cannot judge you."

"You do not know your wrongs, you only know you are about to die."

"I will personally judge you!"

This fierce slaughter seemed to extend beyond the Ring City, as Shawn saw after the opening of the Divine Kingdom Gate, squadrons of Prayerers of the Divine Kingdom entered another space, a half-plane dotted with countless tombs and mausoleums.