Not only was the King of Jackalweres incredulous, but the other onlookers were also stunned, especially the Giant Bone King, whose soul involuntarily trembled.

He remembered.

It was this power that utterly burnt his puppet clone, and by abandoning part of himself, he avoided a fate of complete destruction.

No wonder he always had a deep respect for this young Defiler, thinking initially that it was because of the Undead Divine Power. It turns out this power played a significant role.

The one most impacted was the Burning Flames Queen. For a moment, she couldn’t tell if she felt fortunate or fearful.

Earlier, she made a wise decision not to continue competing for Dragonbone Ridge but rather redirected her forces to the Corpses Domain.

If that war had continued, whether she could still stand here was an unknown.

"What are you waiting for? Take out the rest of them for me!" Gaven nonchalantly ordered the Giant Bone King and the Skeleton Dragon King, referring, of course, to the remaining two Jackalwere Chosen.

The minds of the two Jackalwere Chosen were similarly shaken. Watching their companion burn fiercely, howling in pain, there was an undisguisable fear in their eyes. Even with their god present, they felt no safety.

If they were in this predicament, the King of Jackalweres wouldn’t be able to do anything and would have to abandon them.

"Kill!"

The Giant Bone King and the Skeleton Dragon King let out excited howls, an energy surge, their speed suddenly increased, and they rushed toward the nearest Jackalwere Chosen.

Fear spurred them on more because the one who controlled this power was their object of allegiance, their deity.

His control over them was absolute, with or without this power.

This power would only be used on enemies, never on them.

"Awoo!"

The two Jackalwere Chosen didn’t go berserk against the enemy but let out short howls and turned to flee.

The character of jackalweres is akin to that of hyenas — they bully the weak and fear the strong.

When facing a weaker enemy, they swarm together, exhibiting their bloodthirstiness and ferocity to the fullest.

When faced with a stronger enemy, they often scatter.

The biggest card of these Jackalwere Chosen is their immortality. Even if they die in battle, they would be reborn in Yenogu’s Fortress.

So they charge forward undaunted in combat, unafraid of death.

Now that this certainty was shattered, they behaved worse than ordinary jackalweres, as they had become accustomed to immortality, their fear of death far surpassing that of ordinary jackalweres.

"You two cowards, get back here!" The King of Jackalweres was almost driven mad with rage.

This was a slap to his face, with the Berserk Divine Power furiously surging, instantly dominating the two Jackalwere Chosen.

Their eyes once again flooded with frenzy and bloodlust, they turned back and charged at the Giant Bone King.

The deity holds absolute control over their chosen, changing their will at a mere thought.

"Doreisan, if you keep watching the show from the sidelines, I’ll dismantle your Soulless Throne first!" The King of Jackalweres then roared at the distance.

The pale figure of the Ghoul King emerged from nearby, without disputing, he struck the ground heavily with the Ravenous Staff in his hand, proclaiming loudly, "In the name of the Hungry Controller, I command you to feast, for you will gain new power, the power of flight, through this feast."

Centered on the Ghoul King, a force rippled in all directions, entering the bodies of all creatures along its path.

Whether ghouls or jackalweres, or those undead, they were overwhelmed with insatiable hunger.

Especially the ghouls, they rushed toward the nearest flesh-bearing creatures without hesitation, and the only fleshy creatures on the scene were those jackalweres. When insatiable hunger filled them, any order of servitude was thrown aside.

The paralysis attack of these ghouls isn’t effective against the undead, but against the jackalweres, it is extremely effective, especially when a group of ghouls swarms, many jackalweres couldn’t even react before being paralyzed and pinned to the ground, their ears only filled with the sound of flesh being torn and crunched, clearly sensing the flesh came from their bodies, yet feeling no pain, instead, it smelled so sweet. If not paralyzed, they would join the gluttonous feast.

The same was true.

Many jackalweres were not attacking the ghouls, but following them in rushing to the jackalweres pinned to the ground, enacting scenes of cannibalism.

"Doreisan, have you gone mad?" Seeing this scene, the King of Jackalweres felt numb, as if struck by the ghoul’s touch of paralysis, his roar diminished by three levels.

Because he suddenly realized that his Jackalwere Army was in fact sandwiched between the Undead Army of the Plains of Bone and the Ghoul Army.

If the Ghoul King were to betray at this moment, it could very well encase his Jackalwere Army like dumplings.

Could this be a trap?

One specifically aimed at him.

The two undead forces had long joined as one, only to lure him in, dealing a severe blow to his living forces.

Seemingly guessing the King of Jackalweres’ concerns, the Ghoul King proactively explained, "Your Majesty, please remain at ease, give them a little time to complete the hunger sacrifice, then you will understand my true intent."