93: Chapter 93 Cleansing the Neighborhood and Theodore's Meal

That cruel arc froze on Su Chen's lips.

Killing intent, no longer an intangible ripple, transformed into a tangible cold current, permeating from him.

The Dragon-Armored Zerglings cleaning the battlefield, those bloodthirsty and violent killing machines, froze in their tracks at this moment.

They buried their hideous heads deep, the sound of carapaces scraping against the ground vanished, and the entire area beneath the Iron Hive fell into dead silence.

This was absolute submission to the Overlord's rage, stemming from the depths of their genes.

Su Chen's gaze shifted from the shattered crystal in Theodore's claw to the edge of the distant battlefield.

Where the Corrupt Matriarch Spider had last disappeared, the space still retained a trace of highly unstable distortion.

[Phase Shift Card].

A true-god-level trump card for survival.

Although he couldn't keep that Matriarch Spider in the end, this debt had to be repaid by someone with blood and fire.

And that self-righteous informant was the most suitable sacrifice.

"Theodore."

Su Chen's voice broke the stagnant air, cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

"The God of White Bones's divine domain is exactly five hundred kilometers to the east."

He paused, the hideous outline of the giant beast reflected in his pitch-black eyes.

"Go."

"That is your midnight snack."

"Roar!"

Suppressed excitement and bloodthirsty desire condensed into a low roar in Theodore's chest.

On his massive mechanical dragon body, countless alchemical circuits lit up instantly, and dark blue energy flowed through his entire body.

The Overlord's command was his will.

And devouring the soul fire of a deity was an instinctual impulse imprinted in his core programming for an apex undead-type predator like him.

That was the highest-grade nourishment.

Theodore carefully set down the communication crystal he was holding, and instead used his giant claw, capable of tearing apart mountains, to pick up the Bone Dragon's skull from the ground.

Snap!

The hard skull was easily crushed into powder.

He was using this method to express his disdain and anger toward that despicable informant.

No extra instructions.

No tedious pre-battle mobilization.

The Zerg Swarm's revenge only needed one coordinate, one target.

Hum—

Following Theodore's roar, a region within the forest of steel composed of countless Zerg units behind him instantly "came alive."

Two thousand creatures, covered in dark silver carapaces, with slender bodies and arms that were two giant bone scythes over three meters long, walked out silently from the formation.

Their compound eyes flickered with inorganic red light, and every joint was as precise as the top-tier killing machines.

[Scythe Deathsworn].

An elite unit in the Zerg Swarm sequence, specifically used to execute decapitation and surprise attack missions.

They had no pain, no fear, and their only command was to tear the target to shreds.

A pure "execution squad."

Theodore's massive body took the lead, his four legs moving, yet his heavy footsteps strangely made no loud sound.

The two thousand Scythe Deathsworn behind him turned into a silver-black metal torrent, following closely behind.

Their speed grew faster and faster, eventually merging into the deep night, rushing toward the east like lightning.

A hunt targeting a deity had begun.

...

Divine Domain of White Bones.

This was a kingdom of death, and also an ocean of skeletons.

The ground was covered with thick bone powder; stepping on it would make a creaking sound.

Withered trees twisted, with wind-dried skeletons hanging from their branches.

The air was filled with a strange smell of decay mixed with dust.

In the center of the divine domain stood a palace built entirely from the skeletons of giant creatures.

Hall of White Bones.

At this moment, on the bone throne in the deepest part of the hall, a fist-sized dark blue flame was swaying and flickering violently, as if it would go out at any moment.

Below the flame was a divine body made of pure white bones.

The God of White Bones was curled up in his throne, his entire skeleton trembling uncontrollably, his upper and lower jawbones colliding, emitting a dense "clack-clack-clack" sound.

The edge of his divine kingdom had just reflected the final scene of the distant war.

The sky-covering dark canopy was torn apart.

Millions of undead armies were devoured and submerged by the endless Zerg Swarm like dry wood being snapped.

The Corrupt Matriarch Spider, which he saw as too powerful to resist, fled in a sorry state.

The vanguard of the Lich King, whom he regarded as his backer, was completely wiped out.

That Overlord of the Zerg Swarm, that baleful star... had won.

Won so thoroughly, so decisively.

"It's over..."

"How could it be like this... how could they lose..."

The God of White Bones's soul fire contracted crazily, fear almost crushing his consciousness.

"Will he discover..."

"No, it won't... I did it so secretly, that messenger was just an insignificant character under the Lich King, dead men tell no tales..."

He kept comforting himself, but the chill in the depths of his soul grew stronger and stronger.

He remembered how he had treated the coordinates of the Zerg Swarm's divine domain as a pledge of allegiance and offered them to the Lich King's messenger.

And he also remembered what the messenger had promised: after the matter was accomplished, he would obtain a more fertile land and resources to ascend to a mid-tier deity.

Everything was so beautiful.

But now, everything had turned into a death warrant.

He dared not think any further.

He just wanted to hide, to hide in this tortoise shell built from countless skeletons, praying that the terrifying baleful star would never discover his little tricks.

However, a deity's prayers are not always answered.

Especially when the object of his prayers is his very enemy.

Just as he was shivering, trying to shrink his soul fire into the deepest part of his divine body.

Boom—!!!

A terrifying, indescribable roar exploded from above his head!

The entire Hall of White Bones shook violently; above the dome, countless giant ribs and vertebrae shattered instantly, bone powder and debris falling down rustlingly.

A shadow, so massive it covered the entire palace, cast down.

The God of White Bones suddenly looked up; in his empty eye sockets, his soul fire contracted violently into a pin-sized point of light due to extreme fear.

He saw it.

A mechanical dragon claw, so huge it exceeded his imagination, tore through the dim sky of the divine domain, descending from the sky with the momentum to crush everything!

Every joint of that dragon claw flickered with a cold metallic luster, with undried, dark green blood belonging to undead creatures still remaining on it.

"No—!"

A desperate scream erupted from the God of White Bones's divine body.

The instinct for survival overcame all fear.

He leapt up from his throne, raising his arms high.

"Ten Thousand Bones as a Shield!"

In an instant, the entire Hall of White Bones, and even all the skeletons within several kilometers outside the hall, vibrated violently.

Countless bones broke through the ground, frantically gathering toward the sky, attempting to construct a giant bone wall above his head.

That was his strongest defensive divine art.

It was the barrier he was proud of.

However, in front of Theodore's claw, which was a mixture of Titan dragon and Abyssal magic steel, this wall, hastily piled up from countless fragile bones, was fragile and vulnerable.

It couldn't even hinder the descent of that giant claw for half a second.

Snap—!!!

The bone wall, like a biscuit hit by a hammer, instantly exploded!

Countless bone fragments shot in all directions, emitting sharp whistling sounds.

Immediately after, the giant claw, its momentum undiminished, slammed heavily onto the Hall of White Bones.

Boom!

The palace that the God of White Bones had spent hundreds of years of heart and blood to build was smashed into powder in the sky with one strike, under his terrified gaze.

"Spare me!!"

"Overlord! Spare me! I was forced! It was the Lich King's messenger who forced me!"

Amidst the dust and bone powder, the God of White Bones screamed miserably, trying to defend himself.

What responded to him was a hideous dragon head, exuding the aura of death and metal.

Theodore's massive head probed into the ruins of the broken palace; a pair of electronic eyes burning with dark blue flames precisely locked onto the white skeleton fleeing for his life.

Disdain.

And, a cold appetite upon seeing food.

Theodore opened his giant maw capable of biting through mountains.

"Ahhhh—!!"

In the God of White Bones's final desperate scream, Theodore bit down on his divine body.

The teeth-gritting sound of bones shattering rang out densely.

The teeth cast from divine metal easily tore apart that so-called divine body, chewing it into the most primitive fragments.

And in the center of the shattered bones, a dark blue flame, exuding pure soul energy and divine laws, was exposed.

That was the God of White Bones's divinity and soul fire.

Theodore inhaled with his throat.

That soul fire was uncontrollably pulled out by a huge suction force, turning into a stream of light, and submerged into Theodore's abyss-like maw.

The battle was over.

From start to finish, it didn't even exceed one minute.

...

At the peak of the Iron Hive.

Su Chen stood calmly in place, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

In front of him, the void fluctuated slightly.

A diamond-shaped crystal, covered in cracks but exuding a faint divine radiance, appeared out of thin air and floated quietly in front of him.

[divine office of white bones].

The moment the God of White Bones was completely devoured, the divine portfolio he controlled was stripped away and, as a trophy, teleported to the winner.

Su Chen casually put it away.

This kind of low-tier divine portfolio was of little use to him personally, but whether it was used to strengthen hero units under his command or directly thrown into the hive to be decomposed into pure law energy, it was a good choice.

His gaze turned toward the east again.

In the mental network, Theodore had already completed the initial digestion of the God of White Bones's soul fire; cold instructions were transmitted through the soul link.

"Recover all the skeleton soldiers in that divine domain and throw them into the hive to be converted into calcium resources."

"As for that divine domain..."

Su Chen's eyes reflected the firelight in the distant sky ignited by Theodore's dragon breath.

"Burn it."