Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

With the Old Silver Dragon dead, the remaining Dragon Knights were utterly defeated.

So what remained, and what was most troublesome, was the Creator God.

Su Tang's mirror world had trapped the Creator God for so long that it was nearing its limit. Once the mirror world was damaged, it would be fatal to her. So, as soon as the Old Silver Dragon died, she released the Creator God.

Of course, along with his release came countless copies.

The Creator God was no longer as noble and composed as before. He could only be described as disheveled. In the mirror world, after killing an unknown number of copies, his mentality had collapsed.

He began to attack frantically, without any rationality. At first, he thought he was in a virtual world, so he wanted to withdraw and return to reality from the virtual world. But he didn't expect Su Tang to anticipate this and directly replicate a fake real world for him!

Only now did he realize that he had been tricked by her twice in a row!

Seeing this, Su Tang smiled and looked at the god, "I haven't even used my full strength yet, and you're already about to fall. I think you shouldn't be called the Creator God anymore. Just change your name to the God of Fools."

The Creator God stared at her gloomily. The mirror world had taken a lot of his strength, and coupled with the battle with her fifty years ago, he had not yet recovered. If he directly confronted the entire Elf race, he would indeed have little chance of winning.

He looked around and found that the Dragon race had long since disappeared, and he knew that this damned mirror was as difficult to deal with as it had been fifty years ago.

"You think that just because the Dragon race is gone, I have no way to deal with you?"

As he spoke, the sky seemed to be torn open, and it seemed that someone was coming from the other side.

Because there were so many, at first glance, they were densely packed.

As everyone knows, the God race is different from other races. They do not reject being on the continent, but live in the God Realm above the sky.

If he couldn't win, he would find helpers. Su Tang clicked her tongue, very disdainful, "You think you have outside help, but my little dragon man doesn't?"

As the former King of the Undead, who would dare not respond to his call?

So when the dense mass of undead emerged from the ground, the scene was even more shocking than the appearance of the gods.

The dark aura that came with the undead aura instantly surged, and the divine aura of the gods clashed, immediately making many people feel uncomfortable.

At this time, the Elf race rested and recuperated on the side. They actually had a lot of questions to ask, but now the situation was grim, and some things could be said after it was over.

When the undead saw that their former King was suddenly no longer the same as them, many undead were directly at a loss.

This… was something that had never happened in thousands of years! Moreover, wasn't their King a Dragon? How did he become an Elf?

With such doubts, the undead did not immediately attack.

Ye Xiu knew very well that without the identity of the undead, it would be difficult to command these undead races, but if there was a profit, it would be different.

"If you want to restore your physical bodies, then seize the power of those gods and use them to sacrifice yourselves. Then, you can be like me."

The power of the gods was innate, and once taken away, all that awaited them was death.

Although this method was cruel, being soft-hearted was a taboo in battle.

Did the undead race want to restore their physical bodies? Of course they did. Who liked the cold and damp underside of the continent? They just had no choice. The undead race did not enter reincarnation. After a long time, they had almost forgotten what light and warmth were.

Now that an opportunity was placed in front of them, anyone with a bit of ambition knelt down.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

This battle was not for others, but for themselves, so the undead race attacked without any hesitation.

A group of gods were held back, and only the Creator God, Su Tang, and Ye Xiu were left.

The Creator God stared at the undead and smiled gloomily, "I underestimated you, you mixed-blood."

He had always known that Ye Xiu was the King of the Undead, but the undead race on the underside of the continent were very realistic. When you were no longer one of them, not only would they not listen to your orders, they might even counterattack. He had to say, Ye Xiu had guessed the thoughts of the undead race thoroughly.

Ye Xiu looked at the Creator God, but smiled, but that smile and that look were full of brutality and bloodiness.

It was a look that wanted to destroy everything.

"…Die."

Facing this Creator God who tried to snatch Little Mirror from him, Ye Xiu had no mercy and used the highest level of dark magic.

Speaking of which, Su Tang was also very shocked. This guy had clearly recovered from the undead state to a normal form, but he could still chant dark magic, and the key was that he succeeded!

Su Tang looked at the magic circle above her head that had been broken by the dark magic, and she was shocked.

A brief surprise flashed in the Creator God's eyes, then he narrowed his eyes, his killing intent overflowing.

"As expected of a mixed-blood, so dirty."

The dark magic circle was filled with a strong aura of death and darkness, which was indeed very dirty to the high and mighty gods.

But, who would naturally like such an aura of death and darkness? The gods were high above, and the laws of the world gave them supreme status and skill, but what had they done for this world?

Nothing, they just stood at the highest point, disliking you, despising you.

And because the undead aura could pollute the God race, the undead race was the dirtiest thing in the world to the God race.

Ye Xiu was worthy of being the male lead. He actually merged the dark magic array with the Dragon race's talent. Now, in addition to the deadly aura that would pollute at the touch, the dark magic array was also accompanied by the Dragon race's unique lightning attacks.

When the purple lightning exploded in the magic array, it not only did not break through the gloomy aura of death, but made the magic array even more terrifying.

Slowly, the purple lightning began to spread. It was no longer limited to the magic array. It began to expand, and with the terrifying lightning and thunder, once a god was struck by the lightning, the god would be polluted in an instant.

The undead were going crazy with excitement! This was their only chance to restore their physical bodies, and the lightning seemed to have eyes, avoiding them all and specifically striking those gods.

In less than five minutes, half of the gods had defected.

How could the Creator God sit still? Not only was his face gloomy, but he was more like an undead than the undead, and his movements and attacks were very manic and furious.

Obviously, he was enraged.

Su Tang stroked her chin, feeling that she had underestimated Little Dragon Man. This was like cheating.

System, "Kid, Little Dragon Man is amazing. He's actually awakening the power of the gods."

Su Tang, "…Awesome!"

It seemed that she didn't need to help this time.

Su Tang calmly found a place to sit down, but as soon as she sat down, an Elf came over tremblingly.

"Empress, um, can I take the liberty to ask, what exactly is our King's identity?"

Su Tang thought about Ye Xiu's mixed-blood identity and looked at the Elves, whose worldviews had been shattered, with some sympathy, "Your King has a lot of identities. For example, he can turn into a Silver Dragon, like the one he just killed. And, as you know, the Tree of Life recognizes him, but now it seems that the undead world also recognizes him… Oh, right, he also has God race bloodline. I think he seems to be awakening this bloodline."

Elves: …

Never mind, they'll kneel first.

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