Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4308

From the continental plates, which were tens of millions of miles wide, to the fist-sized stones, they all turned into fine powder and floated upward into the sky.

"What happened?"

"What's going on?"

"Our bodies! They are collapsing!"

Still, a large number of the creatures remained on the belt of the Source World.

They all hoped to survive, but luck was not on their side this time.

Each of them looked around in a panic as they saw inches of their bodies flaking off bit by bit, turning into dust and eventually, drifting into the air.

A few wanted to escape while others wanted to resist, but their efforts proved to be useless at this point.

The Evil God was always firm with any decision he had ever made.

Before, he thought he stood a chance with the help of the Fields, but he soon realized that there was a gap too big to be filled. In this realization, he chose his last resort.

Within an hour, all the things in the Source World, along with tens of thousands of creatures, were sacrificed. At the same time, the belt completely disappeared and left only the prison on the platform while the black ship floated not too far away.

Shera, the former captain, and Edna stood on the deck as they witnessed the broken Source World disappear right before their eyes.

"Thanks to the Evil God, my black ship will survive," the former captain said with a bitter smile.

"This is crazy... I like it. Too crazy," Shera exclaimed giddily.

Edna looked over at Shera, her expression as calm as ever. No matter what the Evil God did, she would wholeheartedly support him.

"Grow!"

the Evil God roared.

Just then, the prison on the platform expanded rapidly and new avatars shot up one after the other.

The number of appearing avatars exceeded one hundred thousand, then five hundred thousand, and eventually, there were one million of them packing densely the platform.

The Grandmaster of Heaven looked at them and asked, "How many avatars can be made once all the materials in the Source World are consumed?"

The Evil God looked down then proceeded to answer, "Around four million."

Each avatar was far stronger than an ordinary warrior at the Eternal Realm, so the Source World was limited to produce only four million of them.

"With so many avatars on our side, it's a force that can be reckoned with," the Grandmaster of Heaven pointed out.

The real Evil God sneered, "Four million ants are still no match for an elephant. They are not strong in battle, but I only need their intelligence."

One of the avatars who stood behind the prison fence overheard their discussion. "If you only need our intelligence, then our bodies are useless. I suggest you create only our heads."

The avatar's words struck a chord with the Evil God. A big smile plastered across his face. "That is reasonable. I will only keep your heads!"

This was an advantage because if he only created their heads, he would no longer need the prison anymore.

At first, the Grandmaster of Heaven thought the Evil God had joked about creating only heads. To his surprise, the Evil God immediately started to sacrifice for the second time.

Most of the avatars agreed to the plan and readied themselves as they were eager to find the source of energy. Others, however, resisted and cursed at the Evil God. Sadly for them, they had no choice. All the bodies of the avatars quickly disintegrated into pure energy.

A few minutes passed and only rows of heads were left across the huge platform. At the same time, more heads were generated and appeared alongside them.

Both the Grandmaster of Heaven and Duran scratched their heads in confusion.

Though neither of them followed any of the rules, they were still shocked with what the Evil God had executed.

What exactly was he trying to do?

As they watched, they saw the Evil God provide the energy for these heads. This was to ensure that they could think flexibly and extensively.