Eldritch Creature's Guide

This continued for more than ten minutes, as he managed to kill more than a thousand Steel-Tier beings, fifty Bronze-Tier ones, and even the member of the Asura Tribe who was on the peak of the Bronze-Tier.

Of course, due to all injuries suffered and the technique he used to obtain that explosive power, he dropped dead at the same time as he killed the Asura Tribesman. The duel against the Asura Tribesman was something to behold because both of the combatants were spectacular despite their injuries and achieved a terrifying level of combat prowess despite their relatively low levels.

Average Iron-Tiers were just basically stronger beings; if using the human race as the most widespread as a control template, then the Iron-Tier were just basic superhumans. Meanwhile, the reals hits were starting from the Steel-Tier, which could destroy entire buildings, followed by the Bronze-Tier, which could obliterate entire smaller Towns, Silver-Tiers with raw power to destroy entire Cities and Mountains, and Gold-Tiers with abilities to reshape the landscape of entire continents with their fights.

And finally, the Legendary-Tiers who were big unknown to Samiel, but as he met some of them, then he felt that those like Karlina Kircheisen wouldn't have a problem with blowing up the entire Planet Earth, considering it was not even Lower World but on the verge of Mana Less.

Usually, there was one big distinction between them, and that, the Lower Worlds had some kind of protective barrier around them, all worlds had, which basically repaired all damage done to the world. For that reason, it was much easier to destroy Mana Less World rather than even the weakest and most inferior Lower World.

Samiel observed with Yvraine the ongoing onslaught as a form of entertainment, and at the same time, he was carrying out the ceremonial sacrifice of all of this Chaos to the Crawling Chaos, Nyarlathotep... even though it was not a god whom he was worshipping, it was still good to have the favor of one of the greatest ones, on his side.

This was really spectacle and something to behold, such combat efficiency, such skills, and for sure that the man was Ability Bearer, and probably even had some powerful Class, for sure.

As Samiel watched it, he was a bit regretful about how the situation was developing.

Not for the power shown by Ares's Divine Blood Descendant, he knew he would be far stronger when his Eldritch Blood awakened. How could some measly God compare to the Blind Idiot God the Dreamer Azathoth?

No.

He was regretful about the fact he couldn't resurrect the man into Undead. With his pitiful strength, he didn't want to resurrect anyone with some connection with Gods into Undead for the time being, as it would be too dangerous for him to do.

Resurrecting Undead too strong or those with a strong connection with Transcendental backing could end poorly for him. Not to mention, this was the territory of the Asura Tribe, and they, in their endless schemes, would probably be pissed off, that he got their Souls and even resurrected them as Undeads.

This was also because he guessed that the Asura Tribe was currently watching and monitoring this "fight", they were able to monitor the entire Floor relatively effortlessly, and this was a big event, where more than 16,000 participants were being killed, so right now, it was highly possible, that every one of his moves is watched by tens of Legendaries, and possibly even a few Transcendents.

Not to mention, if the Undead was much stronger than Necromancer, sometimes, not every time, but Samiel heard about it, they could evolve and gain sentience. If the Necromancer is not strong enough to control them, then only death would await it.

On the other side of the cave, the Pale Blood Man turned into a mist of thousands of bats as they strode through the battlefield. He killed everyone in his sigh while draining their blood to heal his injuries and replenish his strength.

For ones like Divine Blood Descendant or the Pale Blood man, this place was like a playground, as they were slaughtering their way through countless enemies with minimal effort due to their overwhelming strength.

Due to this, he managed to fight several troublesome curses which were injuring him or weakening him all the time.

Fortunately, Samiel was prepared for something like this, as he controlled the Necro-Madness Spell Formation to increase the amount of power put on the Pale Blood Man, as he was right now surrounded by the other three Bronze-Tiers. One of them was a massive Ork who hacked at him with his two-sided axe as their battle started.

In a moment, the Pale Blood Man was about to dodge the attack, but suddenly he found himself paralyzed by the Necro-Madness Spell Formation, as he couldn't move an inch as the Ork's axe cleaved his entire being into two.

After that, those three Bronze-Tier professionals started fighting each other to death, just like countless hundreds of others who managed to survive the onslaught brought upon them by the Bronze-Tier experts.

Samiel could see that some few lucky Steel-Tier managed to hide themselves deeper in the cave systems as they escaped immediately after the Necro-Madness Spell Formation was turned on, but they still were suffering under countless curses and spells.

Two hours had passed since they started their trap.

Currently, only a few hundred of Steel-Tier managed to survive, as the Necro-Madness Spell Formation was still going on. Still, Samiel decided to turn it off, so they could finish them personally.

Most of these people who survived were either hiding somewhere or were lucky to be not strongly affected by the Necro-Madness Spell Formation when it was turned on and managed to get into safety.

Not to mention, depending on the Necro-Madness Spell Formation to finish them off would be either impossible because the Spell Formation lacked the power to kill people quickly directly or would take a very long time to achieve this feat.

"Yvraine, come on, we are going to join the fun too!"

Samiel shouted excitedly, while Yvfraine didn't really share his enthusiasm fully, but she still followed after him.

After watching all of the slaughter for two hours, he was hungry for some blood and desperately wanted to kill something. He turned around and saw that she was following after him, which surprised him as he gave her a cheeky grin before sprinting towards the battlefield.

She decided to join him in the clean-up, as only one who survived didn't really pose a threat to the two of them, especially when they counted in Samiel's Undead.

Samiel stormed through the battlefield while releasing his Undeads, who rushed through it, searching for anything that still lived, sniffing around and killing those who were wounded, injured, and stood on their last legs already.

He conjured several weapons with the Winter Ruler and started either shooting them at the people who were running from him or his Undeads or just directly freezing them to death, as nobody could escape of being killed in the Necro-Madness Spell Formation.

Quite a few people managed to survive, either by hiding somewhere or just sustaining the injuries or just being lucky and not encountering anyone strong. Fortunately for Samiel and Yvraine, all of the heavy hitters were already dead because the Necro-Madness Spell Formation was primarily aimed at them.

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