Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

Chapter 518: 285 attack it together_2

“I will tear off your wings one by one, shatter your bones, and immerse you in the stinkiest shit!”

Crazy!

Michael is going mad!

In over a million years, this is the first one to provoke their Holy Light Clan this way.

Even Dean McKenzie before had not done this.

He can’t wait to go down and kill this damn Golden Titan, but he can’t. Under the rules, he is invincible.

After provoking the Holy Light, Gbagbo didn’t look at Michael and fixed his gaze on Dorcas in front of him.

“You still have a chance now. Join me, and I can spare your subordinates!”

Dorcas didn’t speak but his face said it all.

Yes, if he joined Gbagbo now his troops might be spared, but apart from the Twilight Battlefield, he would be doomed.

He can’t stay in the Twilight Battlefield forever, he must think about his own future.

“Very well, you have made what you believe to be the wise but foolish choice!”

In the course of his speech, Gbagbo annihilated all the centaurs under Dorcas’s command.

After that, standing in front of Dorcas, he looked at him and said word by word: “You better pray not to live to see the third round, or I will crush everything you have and leave you with no place to bury!”

After coldly declaring his killing intent, Gbagbo turned to look at the rest of the lords.

“This is the first one, next I’ll find the second, then the third, one by one!

We still have nearly a month to play!

You only have two choices.

Either join me to exterminate the Holy Light Clan and the Fallen Angel Sect, or I will wipe out all your subordinates, and you have no other choice!”

Gbagbo’s cold and murderous speech sparked anger.

“Gbagbo, aren’t you going a bit too far?”

“Although the Holy Light did exterminate your tribe, have you ever thought about whether you’re at fault in this matter?”

“We didn’t come after you or provoke you, why do you target us?”

…

The voices came from all directions. Gbagbo looked stern.

“Shut up, the lot of you!

You, the one who said that the Holy Light Clan wiped us out and asked me to reflect, congratulations, you don’t need to make a choice, I’ve made it for you. I am going to wipe out all your clansmen, and I will do my best to kill you on the battlefield!

As for the rest, you still have a choice!

Of course, in your eyes, this choice may seem like no choice at all – choosing to stand with me might make the Holy Light Clan target you once we leave.

But could your worry be redundant?

What if the Holy Light Clan can’t leave the Twilight Battlefield alive?

If none from the Holy Light Clan and Fallen Angel Sect can leave the Twilight Battlefield alive, who would know about your collusion with me?

The battlefield has already begun, they are not going anywhere.

As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, as long as we can annihilate the uncooperative ones and the Holy Light and Fallen Sects, there will be no possibility of leaking the news.

When we get out, the Holy Light Clan can only target the first place.

And I am willing to take that risk.”

When Gbagbo said this, Michael’s and Bishop’s faces darkened.

They understood the core logic of Gbagbo’s madness: using the trait of not having a single subordinate under his command to create an opportunity, a chance to turn the tables.

Although the Holy Light and Fallen Angel Sect are indeed strong, if the remaining 499 rallied together, they could pose a threat.

However, he can’t possibly unite these people, can he?

Michael and Bishop exchanged a glance, feeling much more relieved.

The prestige of their two clans was evident, no one would dare to side with Gbagbo.

However, just as they were confident, a light laughter rang out: “Hunting these two hybrids?

This is quite an interesting project. As the president of the Valley of the Dragons, I’m in!”

When these words came out, the entire Twilight Battlefield went silent.

Everyone was shocked, from the Holy Light Clan to Dorcas, whose subordinates had just been wiped out, leaving only one commander.

They didn’t expect someone to agree to Gbagbo’s crazed move, especially this person.

The one speaking was also in the top ten of the leaderboard.

The Dragon King of the Valley of the Dragons!

When he opened his mouth, everyone thought they had misheard, even Michael was no exception.

He looked incredulously towards the Valley of the Dragons.

“Ogulas, what do you mean by this?”

“What do I mean? Can’t you understand such a simple and straightforward statement?

Then I can only use a simpler and more direct method to prove it to you!”

With the rise of this deep voice, a gigantic scroll appeared in front of Gbagbo.

This scroll, like the Twilight Battlefield, was an Alliance scroll.

Gbagbo was also the leader!

Upon seeing the falling scroll, Gbagbo promptly signs his name without hesitation.

As Gbagbo signed his name, that scroll burst open, and simultaneously all 496 lords present received a system prompt.

[Golden Titan invites you to join his alliance, do you agree?]

Of the 500 people, apart from Dean McKenzie who was currently in the official contest and the wholly wiped out Dorcas and those from the Holy Light Clan and Fallen Angel Sect who were being targeted, all received the invitation.

At this moment, everyone knew that the Dragon King from the Valley of the Dragons was serious.

He was truly preparing to unite with the Golden Titan to confront the Holy Light Clan.

Crazy, completely crazy!

Was the Holy Light Clan that easy to handle?

If it was easy to deal with, they would have been wiped out long ago.

After all, they had dominated the Twilight Battlefield for 9999 times for 999,000 years, and countless trials attempted to pull them down and kill them, but no one succeeded in 999,000 years.

Dean McKenzie’s precedent was still there.

Who would have thought that two more fearless ones would come along?

It was fair to say that Gbagbo didn’t care, but the dragons of the Valley of the Dragons were different.

Michael asked with a gloomy face: “Are you sure you want to do this? Don’t you know what this will bring to your Dragon Tribe?”

“Stop with the nonsense, if I was afraid I wouldn’t form an alliance with Gbagbo.

Is there any reason for you to always be first?

Wasn’t it enough for you to be first 9999 times before? Do you have to do it one more time?

This time we’re going to contend with you no matter what!

So what if we lose? If I die, I’ll deal with it. I dare you to implicate our tribe.

Having said that, this worst-case scenario is unlikely to happen. If you die inside, at most you will cause trouble for Gbagbo after you get out.

Such a great opportunity, such low risk, why wouldn’t I do it!”

No sooner had the Dragon King finished speaking than another voice rang out: “Yeah, after listening to the Dragon King, I also think we can do it!”

The speaker was also ranked in the top ten, the leader of the Death Legion.

Not only did the other party stand out, but also immediately agreed to form the alliance.

With this, two of those ranked in the top ten have stepped forward, and adding Gbagbo makes it three.

Under these circumstances, those who originally wanted to refuse without hesitation started to hesitate.

Then, one by one, people chose to form the alliance.

In less than 3 minutes, over thirty people had formed the alliance, although thirty people were not much compared to 499.

But this 30 were basically among the top 50 in terms of strength.

As more joined, everyone realized that this Twilight Battlefield might be completely different from before.

In the past, other forces did not confront the Holy Light or Fallen Angel Sect to the death, but this time it was different. This time they were set to confront the Holy Light and Fallen Angel Sect to the death, and under such circumstances, other forces had to think about which side they would stand on.

Whether to side with the Holy Light or Gbagbo.

“Next, I suggest that you all think carefully, after all, careless thinking can get people killed!”