Chapter 147: The War Begins, Fission Beasts

The Divine Oracle descended, and the heavens and earth shook.

In the next moment, countless believers were completely whipped into a frenzy.

"Procreate for the Bloodline of the Divine Kingdom!!"

"Many children, many blessings! Many children bring glory!!"

"My son shall surely enter the God-Chosen!!"

"My son shall ascend the Heroic Monument!!"

"Born for the God! Die for the Divine Kingdom!!"

Fanatical shouts rose wave after wave, sweeping across the entire Divine Kingdom.

At this moment, doubt was completely drowned out, leaving only blind faith and a carefully guided sense of glory.

Having finished all this, Yang San continued, "The final step is emotional orientation."

His tone was calm, as if he were merely stating a most ordinary strategy.

"These believers will gradually transition from their initial fear and unease to pride. They will even turn around and despise families that don't 'work hard' enough at procreating." A slight curve appeared at the corner of Yang San's mouth.

"Of course, this process takes time. Master, please rest assured; I will continue dynamic simulations to precisely calculate the optimal believer consumption rate for cultivating the zombie system."

"I am confident that once stabilized, the Divine Kingdom's population will not only refrain from decreasing but will instead see a new round of growth."

"Believers will take pride in procreation. For the sake of this 'glory,' they will even proactively compress their own living space."

After hearing all this, Yang Fan fell into a rare moment of silence as a chill slowly crept up his spine.

Yang San truly did not view these believers as 'human' at all.

In his calculations, everything was just a variable, just a number, just a resource that could be allocated and consumed.

As the God, the Divine Kingdom was inherently under Yang Fan's absolute control. Those believers would never have the chance to approach the Extra-Dimensional Research Institute in their entire lives.

In other words, this lie would exist forever and would never be exposed.

His believers would procreate generation after generation within this carefully constructed 'truth,' desperately striving for that so-called 'glory.'

From a God's perspective, Yang Fan naturally felt a twinge of pity.

This faint mercy only lingered in his heart for a moment before being forcibly suppressed.

In this world, strength was the prerequisite for everything.

What did the sacrifice of these ordinary believers matter?

If one day his strength was insufficient and his Divine Kingdom was breached…

At that time, no matter who they were, whether they believed or not, whether they were loyal or not—the end for all believers, including himself, would be a single word: death.

"Reporting to Master," Yang San stepped forward, his voice steady. "After five hundred years of recovery, the Divine Kingdom's overall strength has fully recovered and even progressed further."

"At the same time, large-scale zombies have been successfully cultivated. I request permission to attack an Alien God-Kingdom."

Yang Fan nodded slightly upon hearing this.

With the support of the hundredfold Evolution Talent, the Divine Kingdom's recovery speed far exceeded common logic; it had long since met the conditions to deploy troops again.

For any other demigod, a single Divine Kingdom War would require at least half a year or even a year of rest in reality. For Yang Fan, it only took a few short days.

"I will go purchase coordinates for a Divine Kingdom," Yang Fan said flatly.

Yang San quickly added, "For this offensive, I suggest prioritizing an Alien God-Kingdom that has strong reproductive capabilities but weak individual combat power, winning through sheer numbers."

"This would better demonstrate the true value of the zombie system."

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced sideways at Yang Yi with a hint of subtle provocation.

Ever since the zombie system was established, these two intelligent lives had never stopped bickering, often picking at each other.

Yang Fan had long since grown accustomed to this.

With a shift of his consciousness, he entered the Virtual World and once again clicked on the coordinates for Wanan Information Service Co., Ltd.

"intelligent life Xiao Na, at your service again!" the familiar voice rang out.

"I want to buy safety-grade coordinates," Yang Fan said, getting straight to the point. "Target requirements—alien believers must have strong reproductive capabilities, primarily focusing on swarming tactics, and the weaker the individual strength, the better."

"Searching…"

"Search complete. Honored customer, it is recommended that you purchase—"

[Safety Coordinates]

Alien God-Kingdom Coordinates: ******

Race: Fission Beasts

Estimated Combat Power: C

Estimated Divine Kingdom Defensive Structures: C

Estimated Divine Kingdom Asset Level: C+

Rating: Safe

Price: 9 Million divinity points

Description: Reconnaissance of this target has been completed. The overall risk is low. Recommended for purchase by newly ascended demigods.

"The Fission Beast race belongs to a special type of flesh-and-blood lifeform. Their reproduction does not rely on mating but rather on proliferation through fission."

"In cases of sufficient food, they can quickly split to form entirely new individuals. Their individual consciousness is extremely weak, and those below the Rank of sentient beings possess almost no reason. Combat with this type of Divine Kingdom is essentially a war of resource attrition. The combat cycle is long, and it is recommended to carry out the subjugation in the form of small squads," Xiao Na reminded him in a mechanical voice.

After listening to the introduction, a flash of satisfaction appeared in Yang Fan's eyes. Without hesitation, he waved his hand and paid.

In the next moment, the coordinate information instantly flooded into his mind.

Almost at the same time, Yang San had already begun to move.

Within the Divine Kingdom, military orders were rapidly issued, and the legions completed their assembly as quickly as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

The spatial tunnel opened accordingly.

"Target locked."

"spatial anchor points confirmed."

Standing at the command core, Yang San's gaze was icy. "All troops, set out."

In the next instant, space was torn asunder, and the army teleported away.

Meanwhile, Yang Fan's consciousness had returned to reality, but his attention followed Yang San into that Divine Kingdom that was about to be invaded.

As his vision expanded, a strange and oppressive world came into view.

There was no vegetation here. Forget forests or grasslands; even the most basic aura of life was extremely thin.

As far as the eye could see, there were only bare mountains and jagged reefs. The ground was grayish-black, cracked like it had been parched for a long time.

The air was filled with a bloody stench so thick it was nauseating, as if this entire world were soaked in flesh and blood.

The wind howled, carrying ear-piercing shrieks.

Almost at the moment the believers landed, movement appeared on the distant horizon.

Densely packed figures surged out from the gloomy surface, numbering over a million!

One had to realize this was only the outskirts of the Divine Kingdom; it was unexpected that the number of Fission Beasts would be so high.

Their appearance resembled wolves, yet they were more distorted and hideous. Their muscles were turned outward as if they could tear at any moment, and they moved with a bizarre sense of ripping.

Their crimson eyes were hollow and void of reason, containing only the most primitive desire to devour.

Facing Yang Fan's army of believers, these Fission Beasts did not consider the disparity in strength; without even a probe, they began their charge.

Gazing at that alien Divine Kingdom, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh softly. "Alien races are indeed strange and varied; they have all sorts of bizarre life forms."

Yang San did not deploy the zombie army immediately. Instead, he quickly laid down the Extinguishing God Array to clear out the Fission Beasts along the way, advancing toward the opponent's divine kingdom core.

The battle erupted almost instantly. Those Fission Beasts had no reason, no Formation, and no coordination; they were simply a pack of completely out-of-control mad beasts.

Hissing and roaring, they pounced in swaths.

Such a disorganized charge was meaningless against the army of believers that had already completed their Formation.

Under the suppression of the Formation, the flesh of the Fission Beasts was torn apart piece by piece, and their corpses piled up like harvested weeds.

In just half a day within the Divine Kingdom, nearly a million Fission Beasts were completely wiped out.

It was entirely a one-sided slaughter.

"Why didn't he deploy the zombies immediately?" Although Yang Fan had doubts in his heart, he did not ask.

He trusted Yang San's judgment; after all, the other party was a high-level war-type intelligent life.