Undead God: I Can Extract Everything - Chapter 462

Chapter 462: 257 Reward Settlement_2

Strength: 72 hundred million, Agility: 66 hundred million, Physique: 66 hundred million, Spirit: 60 hundred million

Law Skills: Death Bone (Once activated, it can increase the principle damage of bone-related skills)

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Looking at his current attribute panel, even Dean McKenzie couldn’t help but gasp at his own stats.

“Have I become a bit too powerful?”

A being with ordinary weak divine power at its strongest has attributes of 2.5 trillion. When they advance to medium divine power, it can be enhanced 500 to 1000 times.

That is to say, it can go at most up to 250 quintillion.

This attribute itself is not as high as Dean McKenzie’s was before, not to mention that Dean McKenzie’s current unit of attribute points is not quintillion, but hundred million!

What’s 72 hundred million like?

It’s 7,200,000 quintillion!

Just a single attribute, let alone beings with medium divine power, even those with powerful divine power might not be able to match.

Add on the Law Skill he just obtained.

At this moment, Dean McKenzie can say, “Below strong divine power, I am invincible!”

This makes Dean McKenzie, who was originally prepared to enhance Doggy Two and the others, ponder over it. Should he wait until he reaches Level 10 in Talent before enhancing?

“Otherwise, the attributes of Doggy Two and the others at the demigod level may only be 252 quintillion!

With these attributes, they may not even win when fighting with beings of medium divine power!”

Yep, not only is Dean McKenzie not treating himself as human, but he also plans on having his skeleton soldiers not treated as humans either.

“That’s right, speaking of enhancing!”

Dean McKenzie can’t help but open the talent attribute panel, checking the remaining extraction attribute points and templates.

At this glance, Dean McKenzie is dumbfounded.

“What happened? I remember that the final extraction attribute point was 3.5 trillion, 21,000 demigod templates, and 450 god-level templates. They all suddenly increased tenfold?”

Dean McKenzie is stunned at the sight of 35 trillion attribute points, 210 thousand demigod templates, plus 4500 god-level templates. After a while, Dean McKenzie remembers something.

“Could it be that the 10x returns I just earned also counted these extracted attributes and templates?

It’s exactly ten times, evidently, that’s the case!

Have to say, this talent really gave me a big surprise!”

With these templates, Dean McKenzie can fully arm a force of 210 thousand skeletons with demigod templates, and 4500 with god-level templates.

If Dean McKenzie has enough time and budget, he could train these 210 thousand demigod templates into beings with 25 quintillion full attributes, and the 4500 demigod level ones into 252 quintillion attribute beings.

Just this army alone could sweep the entire Abyss, right?

But after Dean McKenzie checked his budget, he had to give up on this idea.

A single demigod template costs one God’s Gold Coin. 210 thousand would cost 210 thousand God’s Gold Coins, a god-level template costs ten, and 4500 would cost 45,000 God’s Gold Coins.

This doesn’t even include the attribute distribution.

Where would Dean McKenzie get so much money?

“Forget it, having 210 thousand demigods could also be cool, it’s not like I want it!”

Saying this, Dean McKenzie left the duplicate dungeon with a sour face.

No sooner had Dean McKenzie gone than the system refreshed its notification.

[The Path to Becoming a God dungeon has exhausted its energy and will recover for 100,000 years. It will not open again within these 100,000 years!]

“Why isn’t the dungeon opening all of a sudden?

I was planning on having a few more go’s at it since it’s so fun, and beings from the Ninth-turn to tiny divine power can also join. What a letdown!”

While Dean McKenzie said this, he was already back in the Charming Demon’s territory.

At the same time, as Dean McKenzie returned to the Charming Demon’s territory, on the other side of the Abyss, a powerful divine being was waiting with a smiling face for his offspring to come out from the Path to Becoming a God.

This powerful being who finally had an offspring after living for several hundred thousand years, so you can imagine how much love he has for his young one.

Even when his offspring wanted to enter the Path to Becoming a God dungeon, he didn’t refuse.

After preparing countless cheat codes for his offspring and asking related forces to take care of it, he sent his offspring into the dungeon.

Then, he waited outside where the offspring entered the dungeon for 30 days.

“He’s coming out. According to the rules of the Path to Becoming a God dungeon, 30 days is basically the limit. He should come out today!

Have someone prepare the softest young girl’s heart for my baby. A hundred of them.”

“Baby loves this the most. Seeing this would surely bring a smile to his face,”

The moment the words left her mouth, system notifications started updating.

[The challenger you sent to the Path to Becoming a God has failed the trial and died on the spot!]

This abrupt system notification shattered the anticipations of an old mother.

This being of powerful divine power had a complete meltdown.

A wail of sorrow reverberated across ten thousand miles, akin to bloodcurdling cries that stirred her subordinate gods for attention.

Tens of figures appeared by her side, none of whose powers were lesser than middle-ranked gods, and over a third were beings with powerful divine power.

A being of powerful divine power, with such a terrifying formation of subordinate gods, clearly indicates that her powers are anything but simple.

Seeing the wailing being, her subordinate gods hesitated before one of the beings of powerful divine power stepped forward: “Master, what happened to you?”

“My cub, my cub is dead!”

The mighty being was incredibly sorrowful, her tear-filled eyes looking pitiful.

This was a side of her the subordinate gods had never seen.

This caused her subordinate gods to comfort her, “Master, you must not be so saddened…”

“My cub is dead and you tell me not to be sad. How can you be so heartless? Is it because it’s not your cub who died, so you can’t empathize!”

“Ah!”

“Guards, kill all his cubs for me!”

“All of them!”

“Kill in front of him!”

“Yes!”

Without a word, a team of subordinate gods set to execute the order, dragging down the one who had just comforted her.

“Master, please…”

Watching her subordinates being dragged down, the being finally stopped crying, feeling slightly better.

But her eyes still burned with lethal intent.

“Since my cub is dead, then those who participated in this trial shall not live. Launch the operation immediately, kill all those who participated in this trial, leave none alive!”

Even though her command at this moment was extremely insane and would antagonize many powers, no one from her subordinate gods dared to say an extra word!

Didn’t they see what just happened to the one who just comforted her? His cubs are already gone, aren’t they?

All of her subordinate gods realized that their usually mercurial master had completely gone mad after the death of her cub.

At this time, no matter what orders she gave, obeying her was the wisest choice.

“Yes!”

With their unified response, her subordinate gods all departed and immediately launched the operation.

What they had to do was find the participants in the trial and kill them all.

This might not be easy for a god, but to a being with a hold of this many forces, it couldn’t be simpler.

Through various forces, devices, equipment, and skills!

They can quickly pinpoint their targets. They obtained the list of participants for the Path to Becoming a God trial in no time and immediately began targeting those on the list.

Upon checking, they found that all participants on the list had failed.

They searched for thousands of beings, but not a single one survived.

This shocked them. Was the copy of the Path to Becoming a God this difficult? Not a single one survived!

Of course, if no one had survived, it wouldn’t be a bad thing for them.

It could save them a lot of trouble.

And avoid serious conflicts with many forces.

But despite doubting the survival of anyone from this trial, they methodically went through the list, searching for each one.

Given their method, no one could escape their grip.

Soon, Dean McKenzie’s name was on the list.

A being of medium divine power, holding the list, aimed towards the Fallen Demon Kingdom.

The quota for Dean McKenzie was given by the Fallen Demon King. Hence, they went to the Fallen Demon Kingdom in search for him.

For a small force like this, the being first launched an attack on the Fallen Demon Kingdom, half-razing it before saying leisurely, “Hand over the individuals from the trial list!”