I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 903 - 592 [Control] - Is It That Simple? _2

The Frost Mist Demon revealed its true form, an ugly human head covered with thousands of densely packed eyes.

Its menacing mouth spans a full hundred meters, with more than tens of thousands of teeth inside.

More grotesquely, tentacles sprout from the head, resembling numerous blue-gray arms.

The enormous mouth suddenly sucks in, drawing a large number of human corpses into it.

"Crunch, crunch!" The bloodthirsty mouth begins to chew madly.

Born during the Ninth Epoch, the Catastrophe Level Anomaly Demon, shocked by the delectable feast, it’s no wonder its innate instincts endlessly dreamt of this... Today, it finally tasted it!

So much so that its eating pace is somewhat slow, as if it’s deliberately savoring the meal slowly.

Frozen meat scraps mixed with large blood clots fall to the ground.

The tentacles from its head pick them up again, deftly stuffing them into the mouth.

The horrific scene resembles Hell on Earth!

Everyone’s heart rate skyrockets, thousands of comrades die in an instant, the Thermo-baric Bomb’s effect is almost zero.

The anomaly’s defensive capability far exceeded their expectations!

"Leader, what do we do?"

Digdit felt some regret in his heart; could he truly control this anomaly? If he truly trusted fellow humans, might the outcome have been different?

"No! Only we ourselves can be trusted!"

He suddenly issues orders: "Keep firing! We can’t retreat now, and certainly can’t be timid, we have no retreat!"

The fierce sound of gunfire erupts once again, soldiers brave and fearless, weapons spewing merciless tongues of flame.

Besides Thermo-baric Bombs and Rocket Launchers, there are also a few Engraving Bombs, but Lingbo City is too impoverished, with only such combat power from a single city.

The Frost Mist Demon activates its Ice Crystal Shield, enduring ant-like bites.

Human weapons have difficulty breaking the defense.

Divine Skill, Earth Ice Spur!

Ice spurs sprang up from the ground, buildings drastically cracking.

Without the protection of warming facilities, even steel willpower can’t withstand the blows capable of easily destroying steel.

Screams and wails emerge in the headphones intermittently...

Or perhaps, soldiers didn’t utter a sound, just fell into the darkness of death.

No one could have predicted how strong the Demon would be.

They only knew, time is running out!

...

Digdit swiftly moved under the Blood Sacrifice Array through an underground passage.

"There’s no way left, even if it hasn’t been heavily injured, there’s no choice but to risk it!"

"I must use the Control ability."

The cries in the headphones gradually diminished, as even the greatest courage hesitates in front of an unbeatable enemy.

300,000 soldiers; he didn’t know how many were still alive.

Digdit arrived at the surface, confronting the Frost Mist Demon crazily devouring corpses from afar.

"My will determines everything!"

"Come on!"

Divine Skill — Control!

Red light overflowed from his eyes, precisely hitting one of the eyes on the Frost Mist Demon’s forehead.

The Control ability couldn’t detect how much Spirit Essence was needed, because the power gap between them was too vast.

He poured everything he had into it!

Immediately afterward, fresh blood overflowed from his throat!

A miracle has happened!

The Frost Mist Demon unexpectedly stopped its eating actions, obeying his orders!

Thousands of eyes simultaneously emitted a red glow.

He was very familiar with this state; had the Demon really been successfully controlled? So easily?!

Frost Mist Demon

Originating from the Ninth Epoch, a savage Catastrophe Level Anomaly.

Extraordinary Abilities are as follows:

Absolute Zero: widely lowers temperature, bone-chilling frost can freeze atomic and molecular motion.

Ice Shield: controls five million ice crystals, forming a powerful force field shield with enhanced defense capabilities.

Earth Ice Spur: a burst of ice spurs rises from the ground, bringing destructive force.

Frost Regeneration: able to quickly recover from injuries by absorbing cold energy, even entering a false death state when suffering fatal wounds, and then resurrecting.

Shape: 56.2

Qi: 78.2

God: 2.9

[Extraordinary Level: Level 7]

Digdit couldn’t contain his ecstasy, what’s going on? Everything is coming so easily!

But soon, he realized the strong resistance of the [Demon].

It was as if a consciousness was persistently opposing him in his mind, uttering forbidden yet silent words.

His spirit wavered repeatedly.

"Not good, it seems I can’t control much time, the reason is the Spirit Essence is far from sufficient."

"If this continues, it will break free! And I will suffer a spirit backlash and die directly!"

But he had no Spirit Essence on hand.

The impoverished Safe Zone, where are there so many Extraordinary Minerals?

Digdit faced his terrifying opponent from afar, realizing how alone he was at this moment.

He saw the masses, but the masses could not see him.

Sometimes he didn’t want to massacre, but reality was always so helpless...

Digdit made a private call: "I order, C-level Sanctuary, detonate!"

"Leader?!"

"This is the only way!"

"Understood!" The secretary’s eyes flashed red, veins bulged on his head, and he pressed a button.

Then he took out a gun, pointed at his temple, and with a "bang," shot himself.

The Earth trembled with a sound.

In the intense roar, the C-level Sanctuary exploded, and three million people died just like that, no survivors possible,

Even though the explosion was extremely fierce, Digdit seemed not to hear it at all.

His whole being was ethereal, as if his spirit left his body, as if dreaming.

He had just killed his own compatriots.

The entire world plunged into a crimson hue.

Countless "Spirits" carrying emotions arrived near this unique Array Mark [Spirit Beacon].

[Frost Mist Demon] sensed the specks of light, a little restless, that was the Ideal Energy it longed for...

But it ultimately remained in the state of "Control," not attacking its master.

"Control!"

"You damned mongrel! Obey my command!"

All Spirits transformed into the energy for "Control," hitting the eyes of [Frost Mist Demon].

The furious emotions seemed to stabilize.

The whispers in his mind decreased significantly, making him feel much more comfortable.

It became more obedient.

"Not enough, still not enough, it will still break free! Do I have to destroy the B-level Sanctuary too?" he murmured to himself, "Do I have to continue killing my own people?"

"The death of the elderly is one thing, but the B-level Sanctuary, it’s all young people, I... do I really have to do this?"

"I... I can’t do this!"

He gritted his teeth, "In the current state, I can hold on for a while."

"Destroy other cities! As long as I gather the spirits of over a billion people, I can definitely control it!!" Digdit comforted himself.

Then, he attempted to issue the first control order.

"Completely destroy the target ahead!"

[Frost Mist Demon] suddenly spewed out a breath of cold wind, with spikes of ice tearing the C-level Sanctuary apart entirely—he had to fake it that the Sanctuary was destroyed by the [Demon], to clear his own involvement.

Then, he steeled himself, approached a telegraph machine near a soldier’s corpse.

For the frozen young man, he closed his eyes.

"I will win, we will win." he murmured, "Your sacrifice is meaningful."

Approaching that massive head, his whole body trembling, he climbed onto it, and simultaneously sent an instruction via the telegraph machine: "Stay in contact with me at all times."

"Understood, leader!"

The controlled [Demon] behaved quite tamely, its tentacles weaved together like interlocked fingers, forming a protective layer, completely shielding him.

Sibilant whispers flooded his mind, gradually intensifying his hallucinations.

This state of control wouldn’t last very long, as the frail Divine Attribute can only go up to 6-8 points, even with millions of souls, compared to the consumption of "Control," it’s merely a drop in the ocean.

Digdit let out a low growl, "Kill all other cities! I will guide you."

"Turn all Spirits into fuel for control!!"

This mass of dark clouds set out grandly, thousands of eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty and violent light.

First stop—Old Delhi, the closest!

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