Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

”Damn meeting, such a waste of time...”

Hada complained as he walked out of the tent, hurrying his pace while desperately holding back his urge, completely unaware that he had narrowly escaped a disaster.

...

After wandering around the entire Demon Clan Camp, Wen Yu finally paused his investigation when the words ”General” in the Demon Realm Language caught his attention and followed Hada all the way to the meeting tent.

In other words, Wen Yu listened to the entire meeting without missing a bit—thanks to his enlightenment, the Demon Realm Language posed no obstacle at all.

Perhaps the word ”meeting” has some magical power, for in Wen Yu’s eyes, the straightforward work report was dragged out by the Nine-headed Demon for a full hour and showed no signs of stopping.

It wasn’t until Hada left using work as an excuse that Wen Yu waited another twenty minutes, cross-referencing the information he gathered with the discussion at the meeting, and made sure that there was nothing in the camp that could contend against him. After seeing the Ancient Demon leading the meeting with no intention of ending it, Wen Yu finally couldn’t bear it anymore.

”Damn fellow.”

In his Soul State, Wen Yu stood up directly and instantly passed through the entire venue, coming to the Ancient Demon Commander’s face.

The foul stench and occasionally splattering clear liquid made Wen Yu have no goodwill towards the time-wasting person in front of him. With a thought, the Soul Battlefield enveloping his body instantly expanded, directly engulfing the Ancient Demon Commander within it.

From the outside, the demons present only saw the commander speaking enthusiastically, then suddenly collapse with a ”thud.”

The remaining demons looked at each other in bewilderment.

Inside the Soul Battlefield.

Watching the Ancient Demon Commander’s bewildered Soul Body before him, Wen Yu’s fingertip shot out a black ray of light, instantly piercing through the Ancient Demon Commander’s head.

The Soul Body crumbled, turning into glistening light spots, quickly absorbed into Wen Yu’s Soul Body, serving as nourishment to strengthen Wen Yu’s Soul Power. Then, the Ancient Demon’s corpse on the ground instantly lost all signs of life!

Only at this moment did the entire venue react, and an uproar ensued.

...

Looking at the few bewildered ”generals” below, Wen Yu sent a spiritual fluctuation to the spirit pets stationed in the distance.

”Victor, take my body back to the Netherworld, then you guys attack directly!”

A simple sentence described Wen Yu’s next move—directly eradicate this Demon Race Camp!

In his Soul State, Wen Yu had incredibly strong perception abilities. In just a few hours, he had already thoroughly explored the demon camp’s rough military force, number of powerful entities, and even strong tools. After confirming that there was nothing in the camp that could threaten him, the fate of this camp was already sealed.

The next second, the Soul Battlefield expanded once more, instantly enveloping the entire tent.

The eerie power immediately ripped out the souls of the remaining seven demons. Watching the strangely shaped Soul Bodies before him, Palpitation and Mad Medley slowly appeared in Wen Yu’s hands.

The slaughter began!

...

This trip to the toilet was unusually lengthy.

Not until he cleared his stomach of all impurities did Hada slowly rise.

The stench in the toilet made Hada frown unconsciously, then he quickly left the filthy place.

After taking a glance at the tent where the meeting was held in the distance, Hada thought for a moment, then decisively turned around and walked towards the Demon Realm’s Gate in the distance—the ”military support” mentioned earlier was no excuse. There really were new batches of war tools arriving today, though not now, it was coming soon.

Using this excuse, Hada managed to escape the lengthy meeting—thinking of this, Hada couldn’t help but praise his own intelligence.

”Ancient Demons sure are different, although my combat ability isn’t strong, my brain maketh me rather overqualified as a quartermaster...”

As Hada walked, he indulged in narcissism until the explosion in the distance interrupted his daydream.

The changes were overwhelming—first, Hada heard a high-pitched dragon roar, followed by a large black shadow approaching in the distance, with turbulent flames flowing from its mouth, descending magnificently from the sky. Standing in Hada’s position, he could feel the fierce heatwave.

”Roar!”

From the east, an even larger black shadow soared into the sky from inside the camp, with pitch-black scales, a slender body, and three ferocious heads growing from its neck.

Hada knew that in this camp was a Limit Breakthrough Level demon—a powerful being from the Three-headed Dragon Clan.

Though the levels are the same, being a rare species in the Demon Realm, the species innate talent of the Three-headed Dragon Clan is no less inferior to the Ancient Demon Tribe, and as a Limit Breakthrough Level demon, its formidable power is far beyond Hada’s capability to match.

Watching the massive body of the Three-headed Demon Dragon soar into the sky and directly confront the black shadow in the distance, Hada’s mind hadn’t caught up yet.

”Is this an Earth lifeform’s assault? Or...”

Before Hada could ponder further, the result of the battle in the distance had appeared.

The attacking giant dragon-like creature bit off the main head of the Three-headed Demon Dragon in one gulp. Then, its body, much smaller than the Three-headed Demon Dragon, swiftly maneuvered around, circling the Three-headed Demon Dragon three times at a dizzying speed in Hada’s eyes.

In the next moment, flesh spattered, bones, and viscera rained down like a waterfall from the sky! Just one confrontation and the seemingly invincible Three-headed Demon Dragon in Hada’s mind had been dismantled into pieces...

”Now this...”

Before Hada could recover, the entire camp immediately blared with sirens.

”Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Three successive thunderous explosions sounded like drumbeats, representing the enemy attack warning, mobilization order, and highest level of danger assessment.

As the giant dragon in the sky wantonly ravaged the camp’s expanse, all airborne demons flocked together, only to be slaughtered completely. Hada shuddered, recalling intelligence information from half a month ago.

Sequence Number Two had already intervened in the Indian battlefield.

Though he hadn’t witnessed Sequence Number Two himself, knowledge of Sequence Number Two was a mandatory lesson for every high-level demon—with details even on Sequence Number Two’s three primary battle soul pets.

The recently self-praised brain of Hada once again came into play.

”Warriors, charge!”

Hada waved his arms, his Peak Level 5 power allowing his voice to carry a far distance, and his ”general” status ensured his orders were perfectly executed.

Seeing the demons charging ahead under his command, Hada immediately turned around, sprinting towards the Demon Realm’s Gate location, opposite to the demon groups advancing towards the battlefield.

Hada wasn’t foolish; the Demon Clan Army had already evaluated Sequence Number Two’s combat strength, and as the camp’s logistics commander, Hada clearly knew that this camp had no means to contend with Sequence Number Two—plenty in number, but lacking powerful experts!

What better time to flee if not now?

Ultimately, king against king, soldiers against soldiers is the true depiction of an apocalyptic war—a swarm of fodder simply can’t stir any ripples against powerhouses.

...

The swarm of demons rushing to the battlefield greatly hindered Hada’s retreat.

Fortunately, Hada’s status was significant, and his own strength was at Peak Level 5, and along the way, he recruited several strong and robust Level Five Demons, which allowed him to sprint unhindered to the front of the Demon Realm’s Gate.

Arriving here, Hada finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Casually taking out a token-like tool, Hada glanced at the constantly spewing Demon Realm’s Gate ahead, eyes gleaming with insight—as the logistics commander overseeing all the logistics tasks of the Demon Camp, Hada rightfully had the privilege and necessity to traverse the Demon Realm’s Gate backwards.

This token was Hada’s credential and now his means of escape!