The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

The last thread of reason in Eagle Master's mind snapped completely.

Screw manners.

To hell with royal dignity.

All he wanted to do right now was tear that smug-looking guy down there to shreds.

But before him stood dozens of dark golden giants exuding a fierce aura, each one like an insurmountable wall.

With the purple-haired clone above him who was completely fearless and ready to perish together with him at any moment, the Eagle Master couldn't find an opportunity to strike.

"Damn it!" Eagle Master roared to the sky, his blue feathers standing on end in extreme anger.

He turned his head sharply, his bloodshot eyes scanning the seemingly empty dark mist around him.

"You all fucking want to die, don't you?!" Eagle Master roared at the surrounding King-level monsters who were watching the spectacle, "Still watching the show, huh?!"

Only the sound of the wind echoed among the empty ruins.

Those hiding in the shadows were clearly still observing, none of them wanting to come out and cause trouble at this time, after all, those Source Soldier monsters did look troublesome.

Eagle Master's chest heaved violently, and his eyes nearly bulged out.

He roared through gritted teeth, his voice filled with undisguised killing intent: "Let's attack together and kill that guy!"

A few low, muffled groans came from the depths of the mist.

Immediately afterwards, the earth began to tremble.

In the ruins to the southeast, a giant ape covered in jet-black scales crushed dozens of dilapidated buildings and slowly stood up.

From the shadows in the northwest corner, a giant, purple-scaled python, as thick as a water bucket, emerged, its scarlet tongue flicking out.

Further away in mid-air, several terrifying figures of different shapes, but all with auras reaching the King level, revealed their true forms.

Even the Eagle Division was no match for them, so they were naturally aware of their own limitations.

Originally, they just wanted to be bystanders, but Eagle Master made things clear, and the strange methods that San Shi displayed did indeed make these monsters feel threatened.

Letting someone who possesses a large number of monstrous creations leave alive would be a disaster.

The auras of six or seven king-level monsters instantly locked onto the three stones below.

The heavy pressure intertwined, and even the air itself emitted a bursting sound as if it could not bear the weight.

San Shi's waist, which had been twisting extremely arrogantly just moments before, suddenly froze.

The smile on his face vanished instantly, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

Oh shit.

They've gone too far.

San Shi felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the king-level monsters surrounding him from all directions.

"Damn, if we really get surrounded, that won't be fun," San Shi cursed inwardly.

Don't be fooled by his earlier boastful remarks of "You two come at me together," which infuriated Eagle Master and Linglong to the point of near vomiting blood. He knows his own limitations better than anyone else.

His current true strength is only just at the threshold of a quasi-king.

The reason he could challenge a King-level opponent was entirely because he had a large number of high-level, highly enhanced source soldiers that Qian Hua had given him.

But external things are ultimately just external things.

In a one-on-one or even one-on-two situation, he can wear down his opponent by relying on his large number of fearless Source Soldiers.

But now it's seven or eight king-level monsters attacking together.

If even one king-level monster manages to break through the source soldiers' defenses and barely touches him, his small, near-king-level body will instantly turn into a pile of minced meat.

You only have one life, so know when to stop showing off.

San Shi's eyes quickly swept over the approaching circle of monsters, his mind racing as he calculated escape routes.

We absolutely cannot be surrounded.

Once the encirclement is complete, it's like catching a turtle in a jar.

"Want to kill me?" San Shi sneered, suddenly crossing his arms in front of his chest.

The remaining spiritual energy within his body surged forth without reservation, frantically pouring into the source soldier array on the ground.

San Shi activated all the source weapons at his disposal!

Blinding lights flashed one after another in the ruins.

Various summoned creatures appeared out of thin air.

There were centaurs wielding giant axes, two-headed dogs engulfed in eerie blue flames, and mechanical eyeballs hovering in mid-air, constantly firing beams of destruction.

Densely packed, dozens of summoned creatures instantly filled the entire open space, tightly protecting San Shi in the very center.

All the summoned creatures went berserk at that moment, letting out deafening roars.

They felt no pain and were tireless. At this moment, under the extreme stimulation of San Shi, the energy fluctuations they emitted even made the few approaching king-level monsters pause in their tracks.

Seizing the opportunity, San Shi decisively grabbed the Weaver of Fate and turned to leave.

"I'm not playing with you anymore, you guys keep playing!"

Before he finished speaking, a blinding burst of silver light suddenly erupted beneath San Shi's feet.

The spatial fluctuations instantly enveloped the three stones.

The next second, his figure vanished from the spot without leaving a trace.

They left decisively and without hesitation.

The dozens of berserk summoned creatures left behind, having lost their master's control, immediately targeted the nearest King-level monsters and launched a reckless, suicidal charge.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Violent explosions rang out one after another.

"You bastards! Get out of my way!" The Eagle Master was entangled by more than a dozen mechanical birds, and in his rage, he frantically flapped his wings, crushing one Source Soldier after another.

But more and more Origin Soldier monsters surged up like a tide, completely engulfing the group of King-level monsters that had just appeared.

The entire battlefield descended into extreme chaos and melee.

The instigator has already made a clean getaway.

The top of a dilapidated building, dozens of kilometers away from the battlefield.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

A man dressed in a pure white robe stood quietly on the rooftop.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, yet strangely, there was no energy fluctuation around him, as if he had completely blended into the environment.

The man in white looked down at the battlefield, which was ablaze with flames, in the far distance.

Even from this distance, he could still clearly see the Eagle Master's furious expression, as well as the king-level monsters that had been blasted to dust by the Source Soldiers.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips as he let out a cold laugh.

"A bunch of idiots."

With such limited intelligence and ability, does he even deserve to be called king?

They couldn't even hold onto a worthless quasi-king who relied on external aids, and were completely outmaneuvered by the other party. They've utterly disgraced the Netherworld Heaven.

A tiny ripple, barely perceptible to the naked eye, suddenly spread through the space.

The air behind the man in white rippled like the surface of water, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a refined appearance appeared out of thin air.

He landed silently, bowing his head with utmost respect.

The man in white didn't turn his head; his gaze remained fixed on the distant firelight.

"Is everything taken care of?"

The refined middle-aged man smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

"Reporting to Lord Yun, it has been taken care of."

Lord Yun turned around and looked down at him.

"How's the progress? Those Earthlings aren't easy to fool, so don't leave anything unresolved."

The middle-aged man's smile deepened, a smile tinged with contempt and smugness.

"My lord, you are overthinking it. Starting from faith is the oldest and most effective approach."