"I've found the targets in the West Army."

"I've found the targets in the North Army."

"I've found the targets in the South Army."

On the quiet island, the water in the lake kept splas.h.i.+ng the sh.o.r.e. After all, the lake was larger than all the oceans on Earth.

At the center of the island, Luo Feng sat on top of the stone house. There was a desk beside him. On the desk were a wine cup and a token. Luo Feng poured himself a cup of wine and held it. Then he sent the message: "Do it!"

"Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!"

The generals received the message at the same time.

Those four generals who were performing miniature universes wouldn't have any mercy for those law master soldiers. They were already at an extraordinary level, so they had been through countless killings.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

All four generals condensed into a streak of G.o.dly power one after another, and those traces of G.o.dly power landed on the targeted soldiers while attacking them. If they were required to kill 100 million law masters or more, even the four generals were unable to do it at the same time. However, some of them were only required to kill around 50 of them, while the maximum that they were required to kill was only barely over 200. It was like a walk in the park for them.

******

In the East Army camp.

"The order of Father G.o.d is that we must get more machine-type inheritances. Then the automaton race will become stronger."

"But we need to adapt first. We need to get some military credits."

The two great beings of automaton race were transmitting their voices with expectations in their eyes. Suddenly, their bodies stiffened.

Hong! Hong!

They fell down.

******

On a gray planet in a remote territory of the original universe, the holy land "Ancestral Star" of the Pattern Sh.e.l.l race.

"Ancestor."

"Ancestor."

"Ancestor."

Undying fighters, sector lords, and six universe knights were groveling, listening to their ancestor talk.

"All of you sitting here represent the core of my Pattern Sh.e.l.l race, and you are the hope of our race. I have found the mysterious inheritance from a faraway and dangerous place. With this mysterious inheritance, our race will become much stronger. I'll leave it to you first." The voice came from a seated elder being. It had black wrinkles everywhere on its body two firm antennae on its forehead. "Consider this carefully."

He immediately separated part of his G.o.dly power and gave it to the elites in his race.

This was a powerful race in the original universe, but it was nothing compared to pinnacle races. He immediately pa.s.sed the precious inheritance to the great beings within the race in case the top being died and weakened the entire race.

Just as he was sharing his knowledge, Pattern Sh.e.l.l Ancestor suddenly looked terrified. Then he went silent, and his life force quickly withered away.

The core great beings who were mesmerized in the midst of the inheritance all opened their eyes. However, they could tell that the life force of their ancestor was no more, and the valuables their ancestor had given them became ownerless.

"Ancestor!"

The entire Pattern Sh.e.l.l race was in a panic. Without their ancestor, their status would be quickly reduced, and they wouldn't be qualified to occupy such an enormous territory anymore. However, in their opinion, their ancestor was quite powerful and had multiple bodies; how could he die so easily?

******

In a s.p.a.ce in the original universe.

A strange beast with three beautiful heads and a hoa.r.s.e voice floated in s.p.a.ce, and the area around it rippled.

"They dare to defy me? We've joined the united forces alliance. Those weak races are nothing! How dare they defy me? Disciple, go and destroy that Hua Tong race!"

Another strange beast with three heads was groveling. "Yes, teacher…" It raised its head and saw that the great being floating in s.p.a.ce had instantly lost its life force. Its heads all fell down.

"Teacher, teacher…!"

******

Some of the universe masters died silently; some died in front of others; some of their bodies disappeared; some of their bodies fell. Some were the leaders of their races, and some of them were the seniors of races.

******

In the World of Jin, Luo Feng held the wine cup, sipping. He saw scenes flas.h.i.+ng in front of him. Some races were yelling as they were being slaughtered. Others were moving.

One universe master after another died. Some of the races only had one universe master, and with their universe master dead, their fate would become very miserable. They wouldn't be able to stay in the territories where they resided for long, because they didn't have that power to maintain the territory anymore. The fate facing them was grim.

Luo Feng then saw other scenes. In the human territory, trillions of life forms were crying. Mothers were carrying children. However, they were immediately annihilated.

Many planets in the human territory were conquered, and the humans living on those planets fled.

"Too many… This is how it works among races." Luo Feng muttered, holding his cup of wine. "When I was still weak, I saw that spies from other races would just self-destruct and destroy entire planets, killing all the humans after they were found. The four pinnacle races treated the outer-domain territories like warzones. They slaughtered all the races living in outer-domain territories. Fight! Survival!"

Luo Feng would do whatever it took, no matter how cruel, to survive.

This was already the ideal outcome. He had killed all those universe masters at once, rendering the entire united forces alliance weaker than ever, forcing those races to move away after finding that their leaders were all dead. They would have been the ones best suited to save their races.

If they kept fighting the humans, the humans would become stronger. And when the humans were able to trump them all, they would start slaughtering all the races instead of just killing some universe masters. Of course, this result was destined to render those races pathetic. They needed to run, and they might be attacked by their enemies.

******

"Milky Way, all the targets have died."

"Milky Way, all the targets have died. Some of them didn't have souls, but they were killed anyway."

"Milky Way, no one survived."

Luo Feng received the message from all the generals. He trembled. Finally, finally… He didn't appear happy about the ending he'd been waiting so long for. There was a trace of cruelty glinting in his eyes. He then poured himself another cup of wine, swirled it, and poured the wine out… He looked at the wine and muttered, "You deserve to die for the humans!"