Chapter 614: The Mantra of the End (1)

Donald paid little attention to the resurrection and attacks of those monsters. With the Destruction Golden Body protecting him, they were nothing but mere pawns. The Destruction Golden Body even retracted several true divine artifacts it possessed, using only secondary divine artifacts while suppressing its power at a demi-god level—enough to utterly slaughter those monsters.

Meanwhile, Donald was carefully observing the massive statue of Oscar in the center. He wasn’t yet ready to confront a higher deity, let alone Oscar—the infamous King of Undead throughout the multiverse, once the Lord of Blood and Prince of Demons. In fact, ever since Oscar acquired the title of King of the Undead, living beings began to annoy it. It was said that later on, it only allowed undead creatures to approach it, even replacing its demonic followers with undead.

It had killed hundreds of great heroes from the material world and outer realms, destroyed countless kingdoms, and even caused several true gods and powerful demon lords to fall. What made things worse was that countless dead beings were automatically summoned to Oscar’s side—among them legendary and demi-god-level undead spirits. Holding sharp bones stolen from the ground or enemies, their mournful ghostly auras filled the air, creating a terrifying wail of death that plunged the enemies of the King of the Undead into endless horror.

This meant that some demi-god heroes and true god-level beings who dared challenge Oscar fell along the way before even reaching their target—this was precisely what made Oscar so feared by his enemies!

Like other demons, Oscar loved destruction, but its vision was even longer-term. With such a being, you could never guess how many terrifying plans and schemes it harbored.

While Donald watched the movements of Oscar’s statue, the Destruction Golden Body had already dealt with the first wave of attacking monsters. These monsters resembled both undead and demons—hybrids of half-demons and half-undead. It was likely that only Oscar, as both the King of Demons and the King of the Undead, could create such monsters.

These monsters, with demonic appearances but undead traits, generally possessed gold-tier strength. If Oscar led such a terrifying army to invade the main world or other planes, it would surely be a nightmare for mortals!

But for the Destruction Golden Body, aside from forces above legendary level having a slight impact, there was little difference between gold-tier and bronze-tier beings.

It’s just like in Donald’s previous life’s game, where the gap in levels made it impossible to break through defenses—even if hundreds of golden warriors combined their forces for a single attack, Destruction Body stood motionless there, neither defending nor counterattacking, and they still couldn’t pierce its defenses.
Moreover, in reality, there’s no forced health deduction like in the game; the attacks from these golden immortal demons couldn’t cause even the slightest damage to Destruction Body!
After Destruction Body cleared out nearly half of its subordinates, the four legendary immortal demon leaders finally reacted and jointly unleashed their legendary spells, creating a powerful shockwave composed of evil, filth, and forces of death and decay!
Even true god-level warriors wouldn’t dare to withstand such power. The combined strength of the four legendary warriors was enough to threaten a true god avatar or a weaker true god itself!
However, the terrifying forces of death and evil that were so frightening to living beings had no effect on Destruction Body, which was merely a puppet. Besides, the power of these four legendary immortal demons could only have some impact on a mid-tier god-level Destruction Body, far from being able to destroy its formidable divine defenses.
After unleashing this ultimate attack, the four legendary immortal demons became significantly weakened, clearly having expended much of their strength. But seeing that their target continued to slaughter their subordinates unharmed, they panicked and retreated to the center of the square, beginning to pray to Oscar’s statue.
With the prayers of the four immortal demon leaders, the worst-case scenario Donald had anticipated happened. Clearly, they were trying to awaken their master!
Soon, the massive statue began to tremble, just like those other immortal demon statues before, with cracks appearing on its surface.
Before long, a giant monster over a hundred feet tall, with a massive body, rose from the center of the square.
Despite his earlier concerns, Donald actually breathed a sigh of relief when Oscar emerged from the statue. The reason was simple: what stepped out of the statue wasn’t the true form of the King of Immortals, but merely an avatar at the lower god level.
With powerful allies like Destruction Body and the Book of Truth, even if he was just a semi-god-level saint avatar here, he was confident he could defeat him right here!
“My servants, why disturb my slumber!”

Just stepping out of the statue, Oscar’s avatar spoke in Abyssal language. After speaking, this former Abyssal giant turned his gaze toward Donald, the only living being present. A tremendous pressure spread throughout the city. Though merely an avatar, Oscar’s power was no less than that of any lower deity in its true form, and a dense aura of evil spread out. As the Demon Monarch, wherever Oscar went, it turned into a land of evil. His status as the King of Undead added layers of necrotic decay and corrosive power to these evil lands. Donald, being merely a manifestation of demi-godly power, was immediately suppressed to the lowest level. Without the protection of a higher-tier artifact, he would likely have been defeated even before battle began! As for the Destroyer Statue, due to Donald’s deliberate concealment, Oscar thought it was just a somewhat special demi-god puppet. Without its master’s control, it was entirely at Oscar’s mercy, so he left it to his subordinates to deal with. “Wretched human deity, daring to intrude in my place of slumber! This will be your grave!” Donald showed no fear at Oscar’s threats. “Was the once King of the Undead, Oscar, just a bluffing liar?” Since a battle was inevitable anyway, Donald wasn’t afraid of provoking his opponent. After all, the more enraged the chaotic faction, the more likely they were to lose their sanity, which might even work in his favor! Sure enough, though Oscar’s avatar had been dormant for thousands of years and was somewhat sluggish, hearing Donald’s disdainful tone instantly ignited its fury, and it launched its attack right away. This former Demon Monarch first used its signature ability, the Body Curse—a powerful skill that could curse any living being of lower power levels, randomly inflicting terrifying curses. This was a formidable ability of demon lords and archdemons, equivalent to the divine powers of true gods. However, this form of attack had no effect on Donald, who had protection from a higher-tier artifact at the soul level. It was even more futile against the Destroyer Statue, which lacked its own will. After that furious attack, Oscar, expecting to hear his enemy’s pained screams, was puzzled and annoyed to find that his attack had done nothing. So he immediately switched to another attack method. With his movement, several figures appeared in the area. As the King of Undead, the ruler of undead creatures, Oscar had immense control over them.

At any time, Oscar can summon undead creatures of his own domain, limited to the semi-divine level, through a special gesture each day. These undead creatures are chaotic, evil, and come in various forms. All summoned undead will be utterly loyal to Oscar’s will.

Unlike mages who face various restrictions when summoning creatures, the number of undead summoned by Oscar is theoretically unlimited, though it also depends on the amount of power he invests.

This time, those present were a semi-divine lich, two legendary mummies, along with a group of legendary death knights and vampires. These were highly intelligent undead, some even on par with humans, making them excellent fighters.

The appearance of these enemies as allies posed little burden to Donald. He chose to let the Destroyer’s Golden Body take on all of them while he faced head-on Oscar, the embodiment of the undead king.

During this confrontation, Donald noticed something strange. Judging from Oscar’s form and aura, it was a pure undead being. Had Oscar completely abandoned his demonic identity to become an undead? Or was the original Oscar dead, and what rose now was merely his undead remnant?

However, Donald soon had no time to ponder these questions. Oscar was indeed one of the three great rulers who had dominated the abyss for countless years, with unimaginable combat experience. Though unarmed, his terrifying claws, goat-like horns on his head, and long, spiny tail served as deadly weapons. A moment of distraction could put him in a hopeless situation.

Moreover, with the weak power of his Saintly avatar, he was already at a disadvantage against Oscar’s incarnation, which possessed the strength of a lower deity.

Fortunately, this incarnation of the King of the Undead didn’t possess any divine artifacts. Otherwise, Donald would have had to rely solely on the Book of Truth for protection, likely with no chance of winning at all!

What Donald didn’t know was that even Oscar’s incarnation, once at the level of a higher deity, was surprised by the resilience of his opponent. It was merely an avatar barely reaching the semi-divine level, yet it had managed to hold its ground against him for so long—clearly relying on some powerful backing.

As the entity lost a great deal of its power and fell into a state of slumber, its avatars no longer received sufficient power support. If not for some believers hidden throughout the multiverse who provided it with sources of faith energy, even this avatar would likely not be able to sustain itself! Therefore, if too much energy was expended in battle, it would also fall into slumber, which would be equivalent to handing its life over to the enemy, so it had to end the fight quickly. With that thought, the King of the Undead suddenly uttered a syllable—a word that had never appeared anywhere in the multiverse. With the emergence of this word, a destructive force appeared out of nowhere and swept toward Donald’s avatar, its force so fierce that it left Donald no chance to dodge.