Chapter 447: This Is the True Corpse Cultivator Route

If it weren't for the restrictions of the Divine Kingdom rules, High-tier Gods would not be able to directly invade lower-tier gods.

At this moment, Ma Huainan even suspected whether a mid-tier Mechanical god was hiding its identity to attack his divine kingdom.

"Something is wrong… Very wrong!"

"Who exactly is the enemy?"

Cold sweat had already formed on Ma Huainan's forehead.

Clearly, the number of zombies the enemy threw into the battlefield was only around a hundred million.

Yet at this moment, he felt an inexplicable fear.

…

On the other side, Yang Eleven quickly received the message sent by Yang Da.

The next moment, he immediately gave an order.

"Stop continuing to use energy cannons, and reduce the frequency of using Intelligent Weapons."

As the command was passed down, the zombie legion that had been outputting wildly instantly stopped its large-scale attack.

The White Zombie standing to the side was stunned for a moment, "Marshal, why is this?"

Yang Eleven glanced at him, then said in a deep voice:

"In a moment, you will personally head to the Frontline."

"I will allocate 50 million ordinary zombies to you."

"Next, you will preside over the corpse tide wild dance array."

"I want you to fight a matched war with the enemy's army."

Hearing this, that White Zombie was clearly stunned.

"Ah?"

"But Marshal, these Intelligent Weapons can automatically restore energy."

"With this level of consumption, they can recover in at most a few months."

"There's simply no need to restrict their use, right?"

Yang Eleven shook his head.

"You only need to remember one thing."

"Our God's gaze is far further than what we see."

"The believers in front of us are not scary. With our strength, we can annihilate them at any time."

"What truly needs to be guarded against are those reinforcements that have not yet appeared."

Yang Eleven's gaze looked into the distance, his voice low.

"This is not an ordinary Divine Kingdom War."

"The longer the time drags on, the more severe the damage suffered by the enemy's divine kingdom, and the greater our advantage will become."

Hearing this, the White Zombie believer's eyes instantly vanished, replaced by absolute firmness.

"This subordinate understands, I will definitely play this grand drama well."

After speaking, he immediately withdrew from the myriad corpse military tomb and rushed toward the Frontline battlefield.

Ma Huainan, who was commanding the battle, suddenly discovered that the energy cannons falling all over the sky had actually stopped.

He was slightly stunned, and then a trace of ecstatic joy appeared on his face.

"All believers listen to the order, the enemy's Intelligent Weapon energy has been exhausted, immediately form formations to counterattack!"

As the Divine Decree was passed down, the believers who were originally suppressed instantly erupted with powerful blood-qi power.

"And they call it a third-class Intelligent Weapon, yet its endurance is so short. I'm afraid it's some discarded product scavenged from somewhere."

Ma Huainan sneered.

However, the next moment, the voice of the Intelligent Life sounded in his mind.

"Master, beware of a trap!"

Ma Huainan frowned slightly.

"What trap could there be?"

"If it weren't for the exhaustion of energy, these Intelligent Weapons alone would be enough to slowly grind my believers to death."

"In front of absolute power, what tricks do we need to play?"

Ma Huainan's eyes were filled with confidence.

"Powerful, but lacking in endurance—this is the biggest flaw of the enemy's Intelligent Weapons."

Hearing his own god's analysis, the Intelligent Life fell silent.

It still felt something was not quite right.

According to the data in the database, even if a third-class Intelligent Weapon entered a high-intensity combat state, it shouldn't exhaust its energy in such a short time.

But what Ma Huainan said also made sense.

This was a Divine Kingdom War after all; apart from the gods of both sides, only these believers existed on the battlefield.

If the opponent was acting, then who were they acting for?

Could there really be a god who would do such a meaningless thing?

This did not conform to logic.

Thinking of this, the Intelligent Life could only temporarily suppress the doubts in its heart.

The next moment, Ma Huainan's believer army began a comprehensive counterattack.

Under Yang Eleven's command, all zombie believers on the Frontline actively turned off the automatic mode of the Intelligent Weapons.

Afterward, one Zombie King after another led the army and began to deploy the skeleton corpse wild dance array.

Boom!

The dense corpse qi and blood qi instantly soared into the sky.

The armies of both sides collided again.

Only this time, the battlefield situation was completely different.

Zombie believers originally relied on numbers and infection capabilities to fight. Speaking solely of individual combat power, they were far from being comparable to those believers possessing the Martial God Body.

At the moment of close combat, the Zombie General at the very front was blasted flying by a punch.

The terrifying force directly smashed their bodies hundreds of meters away, fracturing their bones and twisting their bodies.

If they weren't wearing third-class Intelligent Weapons, a single collision would likely have completely destroyed these Zombie Generals.

The battle loss ratio instantly widened to 1:10.

Not long after, the battle loss reached as high as 1:100.

Yang Fan's zombie army was being consumed at an astonishing rate.

Yet facing this scene, Yang Fan, who was located in the Divine Kingdom Core, did not feel the slightest heartache.

Within his divine kingdom, there were still nearly one hundred billion troops ready to be thrown into the battlefield at any time.

The losses right before him were nothing at all to him.

"This S-rank Talent is indeed powerful."

Yang Fan looked at the battlefield and slowly said, "If it were the same Realm, the Martial Arts believers in my divine kingdom probably really wouldn't be the opponents of these believers."

"Master, zombie believers are inherently not good at single-target combat."

Yang Da explained.

"As a large number of zombies die, the concentration of corpse poison on the battlefield will continuously increase."

"According to data analysis, the myriad corpse military tomb can be allowed to release corrosive acid."

"Once these deep-blue biochemical protective suits are destroyed, the enemy's believers will be affected by the corpse poison, and their combat power will gradually decline."

Yang Fan nodded.

"Synchronize the data to Yang Eleven, and let him control the progress of the war."

"However, those one billion believers must be completely devoured."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Da immediately responded.

Yang Fan looked at the battlefield and couldn't help shaking his head, "He is really weak. Clearly possessing an S-rank Divine Kingdom Talent, he is actually so much weaker than that Angel Race god from back then."

"Master, this is normal."

Yang Da explained.

"Ma Huainan's Breakthrough to a god has been less than a year."

"His divine kingdom Evolution time is probably not even one percent of that Angel Race god's."

"Although he possesses an S-rank Talent, it also requires time to accumulate."

Hearing this, a trace of a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth.

"If your strength is insufficient, you should develop in a low-profile manner. If you insist on seeking your own death, you can only blame yourself."

In reality, the S-rank warfare-type divine kingdom talent possessed by Ma Huainan belonged to the absolute top-tier existence in terms of potential across the entire Human Federation.

But the problem was that the time he took to Breakthrough to a god was simply too short.

No matter how powerful a talent was, it still required a long time to transform into true foundation.

If it weren't for guarding against the external factor of the Sima Family, Ma Huainan would probably have become one of the easiest gods Yang Fan had ever encountered to resolve.

Within the Divine Kingdom Battlefield.

As the battle continued, another 50 million ordinary zombies appeared on the Frontline.

These zombies had neither powerful combat power nor intelligence.

The significance of their existence was to serve as war consumables.

Rush up, die, and then leave behind more corpse poison.

Across the entire battlefield, corpses had already piled up like mountains.

However, the vast majority of them were the corpses of ordinary zombies whose heads had been blown apart.

Extremely dense corpse qi permeated for hundreds of miles.

The originally clear river gradually turned into an eerie green.

Large areas of vegetation began to wither, and even the surrounding rocks were stained with an unnatural green hue.

Seeing this scene, the solemnity in Ma Huainan's eyes gradually vanished, and he regained his confidence.

"This is what a zombie is!"

"This is the true Corpse Cultivator route!"

He couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Good, good, good!"

"Just now, I almost really got bluffed by you!"

Ma Huainan raised his hand, pointing at the distant zombie army.

"You coward who hides in the shadows!"

"Listen to me!"

"Once I resolve these believers of yours, I will follow the coordinates to your divine kingdom."

"The losses suffered by my divine kingdom… I will make you pay back a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"