Compared to Bai Xiaowen, the exploration of the three Heavenly Kings, including Sig Delifa, was much more daring.
It could be described in four words: sweep all the way!
Wherever they went, not even a blade of grass grew. Whether it was the undead, demons, or small demons, they all got rid of them. As for the corpses of the monsters, they were used to transform them into undead combat power.
Sig Delifa collected resentment and dark energy to create ghosts; Butcher used the corpses of powerful monsters to create stitched monsters, and the rest were resurrected by Abaddon into bone soldiers.
The cooperation of the three Heavenly Kings was quite good. They all felt that the world had become more beautiful without Vladimir.
There were relatively few monsters nearby. After a day of sweeping, the three Heavenly Kings had less than a hundred subordinates. Most of them were ordinary bone soldiers.
In fact, this was because of the characteristics of the demon creatures. The demon race of the chaotic evil alignment often wandered randomly in the wilderness, unlike other races that usually formed a gathering point.
Of course, this didn't mean that the demon race was necessarily scattered. Under the iron rule, they would also gather together. Although there were few gathering points, it didn't mean that there were none.
"There are a lot of demon auras in front. It should be a gathering point." Sig Delifa's perception was very sharp.
The three Heavenly Kings quietly came near the gathering point. It was an abandoned village. They could see imps coming in and out. From time to time, imps would quarrel and fight with sticks, and the other demons wouldn't come to stop them.
"How do we divide?" Abaddon's question was concise.
"Same old rules. Abaddon will attack from the front. I will be responsible for cleaning up the elites. Sir Paji will block the road and not let any demons escape. After killing them, we will divide the 'spoils' according to the rules set by Master before. "
Abaddon nodded slightly. His spiritual power suddenly became violent. He raised his hand, and black gas condensed in his hand. A giant lance appeared. At the same time, black fog rose from under his legs. An elephant-like skeletal warhorse appeared at the same time.
Abaddon, who was riding the skeletal warhorse, was more than five meters tall. With his full body armor, he was like a moving steel fortress. He urged the skeletal warhorse and rushed to the abandoned village.
On both sides of the broken road at the entrance of the village, the imps that rushed over were trampled into meat paste by the skeletal warhorse before they could even reach the belly of Abaddon's horse.
A few lucky imps managed to dodge the stomp, but they were smashed to death by Abaddon's giant lance. That's right, the giant lance was useless against these imps. Smashing was more reliable.
After the imp died, there was a flash of black light. The imp priest hiding in the village tried to cast resurrection.
However, the broken limbs obviously didn't meet the conditions for resurrection. The body of the imp on the ground only moved slightly, and then it died for the second time due to its heavy injuries.
Abaddon waved his lance, and dozens of Bone Race slaves followed behind him. Like infantry behind a tank, they formed a line and advanced towards the abandoned village, methodically finishing off the imps on the ground.
Soon, the middle-grade demons of the abandoned village appeared. Three ugly demons with dark green bodies and bulging eyes appeared. Their appearance was a bit like enlarged toads that stood up.
These three ugly demons had an interesting name. They were called "crippled demons".
In fact, they liked to cripple their enemies. The poison sacs and poisonous gas on the surface of their bodies could poison their enemies. The poison balls they spat out also had the same function.
The three crippled demons had a certain level of intelligence. They waved their weapons from afar, supervising the charge of the imps and exhausting Abaddon's strength. Obviously, they also saw that Abaddon was not to be trifled with.
Abaddon didn't even look at the three crippled demons. He directly rushed into the village, and soon a large group of imps gathered around him.
Abaddon's lance suddenly stabbed into the ground, and violent spiritual power surged into the ground under his feet.
Large-scale blasphemy!
The imps screamed and died one by one.
A few imp priests tried to show their existence, but their throats were directly slit. Behind them, a few black shadows slowly faded and disappeared. They were the Vengeful Spirit Soldiers developed by Sig Delifa.
Sig Delifa himself pounced on the three crippled demons. He raised his spiritual lance high and stabbed two of them to death. At the same time, he flapped his pale wings and dodged the sputtering venom.
In fact, even if some venom splashed, it was not a big deal. However, it was better to dodge it. Otherwise, in a small village like this, Sig Delifa was injured. It would be embarrassing for Bai Xiaowen if word got out.
After Sig Delifa stabbed the third crippled demon to death, he created another three normal-grade Vengeful Spirits.
"Stupid Undead, how dare you step into the territory of the great Lord Kaki. I will burn you to ashes in the fire of hell!"
After a long series of handsome and chuunibyou lines, the demon leader of the abandoned village officially appeared.
This was a shivarra with a fat body like a gorilla with bat wings. He also held a long sword burning with green flames in his hand. He was three meters tall and had a powerful aura.
However, after Shivarra Kaki saw Abaddon and Sig Delifa at close range, his powerful aura quickly withered. He abandoned the group of imps and turned around to leave. His small bat wings flapped nimbly.
Sig Delifa's eyes lit up. "Finally!" She flapped her wings and accelerated to stop Shivarra Kaki.
"Undead, you are too much!" Kaki said angrily. "I'm not afraid of you!"
Indeed, Kaki was a level-17 high-grade leader, while Sig Delifa was only a level-15 middle-grade lord. The difference in strength between the two was not too big.
However, the two of them fought head-on in the air. In just a few seconds, Sigur Delifer completed a decisive blow and pierced through Kaki's abdomen, heavily injuring him and causing him to fall from the sky.
Abaddon's "eyes" under the mask glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Sig Delifa was indeed the strongest among the Four Heavenly Kings. Her combat experience and combat expertise were much stronger than the other three Heavenly Kings. This was something that couldn't be envied.
Sig Delifa pursued and killed Shivarra Kaki quickly. She extracted the chaos, dark energy, and resentment in his body and turned them into two elite ghosts.
As soon as Kaki died, the imps in the abandoned village immediately scattered. Butcher, who was lying in ambush outside, brought two newly created stitched monsters to intercept them.
In the end, a small group of imps, led by a bearded imp priest, surrendered to Sig Delifa.
The imp priest didn't have high intelligence. He spoke the demon language intermittently, but the meaning was clear. He thought that the person who could kill Lord Kaki must be stronger and worth following.
"What should we do? Kill him or not? "Sig Delifa asked for advice.
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