Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 592 - 208: The Death of the Death Chosen One, Secret Sword and Kael’s Maid Squad (10K)_3

Old White had not said everything on his mind.

After participating in that project, the first thing he understood was that if you want to keep the secret of a plan, you must honestly face the wall and become an enigmatic person.

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He would never say more than necessary, for every additional word increased the possibility of exposure.

Ultimately, he was one of the most trustworthy people around Kael; if others couldn't see Kael's abnormalities, how could Old White fail to notice?

Young Master Kael was getting stronger through battle though nobody knew how he did it, it was estimated to be closely related to the "Federation Star" project.

Even Old White suspected that the appearance of the Undead in Lancaster first was not a coincidence. The Undead got stronger through battle, attracting significant attention.

According to the rumors, the God of Slaughter was killed many years ago by the Harvest Goddess Shang Tiya along with a group of rightful gods. Now that the children of the Earth Mother God possessed the ability to evolve through slaughter, high officials from various nations must have speculated.

The Bell Federation was an important pasture for the Earth Mother God, as it was one of the best nations to extensively plant crops and obtain their main food through farming.

It was hard to say whether there would be some strange agreements between the internal Federation and the Earth Mother Goddess Church, especially since he vaguely sensed that there were significant ideological differences emerging within the sacred Briania.

The confronting contradictions and conflicts were giving him a scent of gunpowder.

He wouldn't ask too much about Young Master Kael's situation, just needed to keep following him as he had accompanied Young Master Anthony before, to accompany Young Master Kael's growth.

So... oh Death Chosen One, use your life to become the nutrient for Young Master Kael's evolution through slaughter! For you who are bound to die in this Dungeon, this is the best choice.

It seemed, however, that there were some problems with the Losanda Church; it would be better to go and provide support right away to see what was happening.

With that in mind, Old White showed no mercy to the Death Chosen One.

The surging curse power pouring into his body turned into blood-red flames, wrapping around the Death Chosen One, quickly restricting all his actions.

Old White casually tossed the Death Chosen One onto a nearby petitioner guard, saying, "Restrict his movements, I don't have that much time to waste."

The petitioner guard didn't speak, just turned his head and gazed toward the Death God petitioner legion in the distance, which started to fall into chaos due to the death of the Death Chosen One.

The petitioner guard softly said, "Lord Chosen One, let us fulfill our petitioner duties and tear apart those enemies for you!"

Old White sighed.

Having been confined to the Earth Mother Goddess Church side for a while, he had long noticed that the petitioners here differed from those of the other Three Gods.

For other Three Gods, their petitioners are not so much living people as they are husks without consciousness and soul; when they speak, all they can say are the doctrines of their respective Churches.

They are nothing more than heartless puppets created to proclaim the greatness of the deities and to gain the power to eradicate the Church's enemies.

On the other hand, at the Earth Mother Goddess Church, even after becoming petitioners, there wasn't the slightest barrier in communication; it's just that they must spend a significant amount of time praying to carry out their petitioner duties.

Old White didn't think he needed these poor souls who chose to sacrifice themselves to secure a victory that was already assured.

After all... it wouldn't take much to wipe out those God of Death petitioners without their Chosen One's protection.

Just as he was about to take action, his ears twitched, and a smile appeared on his face:

"These guys are quick on the uptake!"

The next moment, like a tsunami, Rangers, Wolf Cavalry, and Snow Wolf Guards swarmed in, reaching the petitioner legion almost immediately.

Old White looked up at the sky, Kael was floating in mid-air, his robe fluttering, his eyes still holding the cold hue of after-battle:

"Begin, Gluttonous Feast."

As his words fell, massive amounts of slime surged out from the Armor of the Rangers, Wolf Cavalry, and Snow Wolf Guards. The slime, under the control of the Gluttonous Slimes, quickly coalesced into Slime Swords.

Where the three groups passed, Slime Swords flew about, and the flesh and blood that hadn't yet landed became the food for the swarming Gluttonous Slimes.

Under normal circumstances, the combatants under Kael who followed the path of the armored knights would not easily devour the corpses of their kind.

This was an order from Kael from the beginning, and it was a principle recognized by most Rangers.

But now, Kael had declared to all his subordinates that the petitioners of the Three Churches had become tools used by the Churches; rather than let them suffer, it was better to grant them a dignified death.

After rushing here swiftly, Kael's first thought was to use these petitioner legions to enhance the overall strength of his forces, while also granting these "tools" their release.

The Rangers agreed with this reasoning and, for the first time in front of everyone, unabashedly unleashed the might of the armored knights.