Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

Chapter 508: 280 Golden Titan_2

“No, if it was completely useless, he wouldn’t be running now!”

“So you mean, he chose to run because he knew he might be led by the nose, and had to respond this way to evade it?”

“Yes, so the same strategy can be used again!

Stimulate him as much as possible, make him unable to hide, make him capitulate willingly!”

“We, the Fallen Angel Sect, will handle this. No one’s better at trampling over one’s humanity than us.

In this short time, I’ve come up with more than a dozen ways to break him.

Like his adorable daughter, little by little …”

“All right, don’t share your disgusting thoughts out loud. As a follower of the holy light, I can’t stand to hear them!”

Bishop sneered, his face full of disdain: “Yes, you’re a kind soul, I get it!”

Immediately after, these two disparate angels simultaneously disappeared from the Twilight Battlefield.

Looking at the two vanishing angels, the other lords had mixed feelings.

Some were eagerly awaiting Dean McKenzie’s upcoming misfortune, while others couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness!

Of course, not many are qualified to feel this way; only the top ten have this privilege.

They’ve been suppressed by the angel tribes of the Holy Light and the Fallen for too long.

From Dean McKenzie, many saw their own suppressed selves.

If possible, they’d like to see Dean McKenzie win just once, but they know that it’s hard!

However, even though they knew it was difficult, they didn’t just lie down and give up.

As Dean McKenzie was about to leave the instance, a system prompt refreshed in his ear.

[The leader of the Golden Titans is using the prop [World of Confidential Talks] on you, do you agree?

ps: If you agree, you will descend into a world where you can only converse and not compete!]

This system prompt took Dean McKenzie by surprise. After thinking for a moment, Dean chose not to refuse.

So, instead of leaving the instance, Dean appeared in a tavern!

Yes, a tavern!

Dean was taken aback. He hadn’t expected this so-called World of Confidential Chats to take the form of a tavern.

“This world is decorated in my preferred style!”

A deep voice rang out at that moment.

Dean turned his head and saw a strapping man with golden hair and a golden beard, standing roughly two meters tall, busy at the bar.

Dean couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow: “So that’s what the Golden Titans look like?”

“It’s convenient for meeting and drinking. What would you like to drink?

You’ve just been hit by lightning, so I’d recommend something cold. Try this!

Chilled Love!”

Dean looked at the small glass of ice blue drink, glinting with hints of snowflakes, handed over by the burly man, feeling like he was having a surreal experience.

Nevertheless, he accepted the drink and took a sip.

With a small sip, Dean instantly felt a piercing chill. But it wasn’t just a simple cold feeling. It felt like entering an air-conditioned room after spending time in the scorching summer heat.

To have such an effect on Dean, who has over three hundred attribute points, the drink was more impressive than Dean had anticipated.

“Very good!”

Dean gave an honest evaluation, sipping his drink, he introduced himself: “Dean McKenzie.”

“Leader of the Golden Titans, the reformer of the Titan Tribe, the man who led the Titans out of the Abyss, Gbagbo!”

The other party extended his hand, Dean took a moment, and shook it.

The two were officially acquainted.

“Let me get straight to the point, Dean, I think you don’t fully understand your current situation!”

“Hmm?”

“First, this is the 10,000th year of the Twilight Battlefield; a Twilight Battlefield occurs once every thousand years. On the 10th time, 100th time, and 1,000th time, the rewards are exceptionally abundant!

The reward for the 1,000th time was said to be a core item for breaking through the supreme level.

As for the reward this time, it might even include some system authority.

Therefore, the Angel Tribes of the Holy Light and the Fallen take this Twilight Battlefield very seriously.

They definitely won’t allow anyone to block them from taking first place.

Anyone who stands before them will be crushed by them without any hesitation.”

With that, Gbagbo looked at Dean.

Dean McKenzie touched his nose. “Why are you looking at me?

Aren’t they each other’s biggest competition, compared to me?”

“Yes, they are competitors, but you need to understand that they were created by the same person!”

As soon as Gbagbo said this, Dean understood.

“So, it turns out these two are on the same side!”

“Yes, so they work together to eliminate any other competition. These two races would do anything to eliminate competition!

I remember the 7821st time, a human led a human group here.

They were extremely powerful, with aspirations to become the very best.

However, between the end of the second round and the start of the third, that human force was crushed by them.

Even the human leader—a supremely powerful entity—went mad!”

We later found out that the reason why the human leader went mad was that his abilities had plummeted from level 999 to level 1 overnight!

Moreover, he unknowingly consumed his own kin…”

“Wait, what did you just say?”

Dean interrupted Gbagbo: “You just said that the human leader’s level dropped from 999 to 1 overnight?

How is that even possible?”

“Indeed, the level of that human powerhouse fell to one; his model also dropped to a normal one, all his talents, traits, and skills were completely reset.

This was the state in which he started the third Twilight Battlefield challenge!

And in the third round, he was tormented to death!”

“All talents, traits, and skills wiped clean?”

Upon hearing this, Dean, who had been feeling somewhat unsettled, suddenly calmed down.

He suppressed his urge to act impulsively.

Though Dean felt his talent, Extraction, was unique, what if it wasn’t?

If it also got wiped out, Dean wouldn’t even have a place to cry.

At the same time, Gbagbo also gave Dean some sincere advice: “These two races have dominated the Twilight Battlefield 9999 consecutive times. They’ve received countless rewards and have extremely profound foundations.

Mr. McKenzie, I do not advise you to confront them head-on.

The only advice I can give you is, no matter how they force you, hide and do not come out!

As long as you hide and endure this phase, and make it to the start of the third phase, you’ll have a chance to turn the tables!”

During the conversation, Gbagbo handed him a tool. “If you don’t know where to hide, you could try this one!”

Dean glanced at the attributes of the item that Gbagbo handed over.

…

Name: Lost Myth Instance Scroll

Using Conditions: Powerful Divine Power

Description: Use to enter and challenge the Lost Myth Instance

…

“One of your limited options right now is to hide in the Instance,” Gbagbo offered his advice sincerely.

Dean glanced at the Instance Scroll, hesitated for a moment then accepted it: “Alright, thanks!”

Gbagbo grinned, “I hope to see you in the third round!”

Then, Dean finished his drink in one gulp, and the tavern in front of him disappeared. He found himself back in the Abyss.

No sooner had Dean arrived in the Abyss, he noticed a group of Fallen Angels already surrounding him.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

On the Pantheon Continent, Golden Titan Gbagbo also left the tavern.

As soon as he stepped out, he felt something was amiss. Looking up, he spotted millions of Angel Tribe’s army densely packed in the sky above his kingdom.

Gbagbo’s face changed at the sight.

Just as he was about to speak, an Angel from the front opened its mouth.

“Pay the price for your foolishness!”

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The style is reminiscent of Fei Lu, but the content is closer to Mountain Bandit.