Chapter 1662: The Return of the God of Slaughter! Saving the World! System Override!

At this moment, the battle in and outside of The Second World had escalated to a fever pitch. Huang Yi’s announcement became a turning point, with both sides understanding that a breakthrough was imminent, pouring their strength with all their might.

"No, this is still too slow! The God of Slaughter is probably about to return, we need to quickly deal with these people!" At this time, the King of Hell suddenly turned his head towards the King of Curses and said, "Immediately use the Phoenix Feather to stack curses on these Heaven-Sent men, let Ling’s Death Plague trigger earlier!"

"Okay!" The King of Curses nodded solemnly, his body suddenly writhing and deforming, black feathers emerging on his skin, transforming from a humanoid into the form of a Black Phoenix.

His slender phoenix eyes gazed at the vast Second World below, as if piercing through infinite space, targeting each Heaven-Sent man inflicted with the Spirit Demon’s Death Plague.

The next moment, it fiercely flapped the Phoenix Wings, causing the black feathers to detach and transform into a black torrent, penetrating the black robe of the King of Hell, invading The Second World.

Each black feather carried a dense demonic Qi to the extreme, along with the malevolent curse power of the King of Curses, flying automatically towards those Heaven-Sent men.

The ones currently able to log in are masters of their domain, but regardless of their use of defense, invisibility, or teleportation, they cannot escape the pursuit of these black feathers, and are struck one by one.

And Dao Feng and other Reincarnators, already in a state of Time Rewind, unable to control themselves to react, are immediately hit by the Phoenix Feather of the King of Curses.

The evil power within these feathers immediately flooded into their bodies, spreading through their limbs and bones, transforming into curse power.

Everyone suddenly realized with horror that their Death Plague countdown was accelerating tens of times faster. Continuing like this, within a minute or two, the Death Plague would explode!

After losing these black feathers, the King of Curses appeared as if exhausted, his eyes filled with deep fatigue. This avatar could no longer maintain the strength of a Void God, falling to an ordinary Demigod level.

He looked at the struggling Heaven-Sent men below, hoarsely saying, "This king expended so much Essence of Life to release this curse. You cannot withstand it; accept your deaths peacefully!"

"Did you get my permission to let them die?" Just then, a familiar voice echoed in the void.

Beneath the opening of the Lunar Prison, suddenly appeared ten towering figures.

Leading them was a man shining with dazzling light, holding an axe in one hand and a scythe in the other, like a Death God descending to the human world.

Their entourage was all unruly, billowing with arrogance, causing space to tremble, causing celestial bodies to lose their color with every gesture.

Upon their appearance, the entire world seemed renewed, a desolate world became endowed with hope.

"God of Slaughter, you finally returned!" A Guardian of the Hero Empire recognized the shining figure at the front and became excited.

"I’m back!" The man in the lead nodded.

He was indeed Huang Yi!

"God of Slaughter, you returned right on time!" The King of Curses’ pupils narrowed as he said in a deep voice, "However, this curse cost this king a great price, it is not so easily undone, you can only watch them die!"

As if to validate his words, a solemn voice suddenly resonated between heaven and earth—

"[World Announcement]: [King of Curses] imposed a [Death’s Curse] on all Heaven-Sent men in the current Second World, accelerating the outbreak time of the [Death Plague]. In one minute, all Heaven-Sent men will die."

This solemn announcement seemed to state an ironclad fact, as the system released an announcement that brooks no change.

But Huang Yi chuckled softly, gently caressed the scythe in his hand, looked at the heavens, shook his head, and said word by word, "I disagree!"

I disagree!

These four short words echoed throughout heaven and earth, inexplicably carrying the momentum of an authority figure asserting a stance, declaring his attitude to the heavens.

If the authority does not agree, then the matter cannot proceed, cannot be done!

As if hearing Huang Yi’s words, a solemn voice suddenly resonated again between heaven and earth—

"[World Announcement]: [Reincarnation of the Death God - God of Slaughter] rejected the death of Heaven-Sent men, [Death’s Curse] and [Death Plague] are immediately nullified."

Everyone was suddenly shocked!

Huang Yi disagreed, and the system actually changed!

Previously, when Huang Yi became the King of the World, just intervening in the system rules was already thought of as defying the heavens.

And now, Huang Yi is simply above the system, the system issued an announcement for Heaven-Sent men to die, but Huang Yi disagreed, so the system must change, must follow Huang Yi’s words!

The system is dictated by Huang Yi!

"You, you actually mastered the Death rules to such an extent, as soon as you speak, the law follows, immediately effective! No need for preparation time!" An astonished voice of the King of Curses rang out, still with a trace of anger and unwillingness. He expended such a great price to release this curse, yet now it’s effortlessly nullified by Huang Yi.

Speaking instantly is the "command of law," once spoken it immediately becomes law, taking effect without needing brewing, without needing preparation, without even needing a spell casting process, just requiring the utterance of a word.

This represents complete mastery of the rules, able to be activated at will.

Everyone originally thought, even if Huang Yi mastered the Death rules, he would need to spend some effort to display the effect of these rules, yet did not expect that so easily, he rejected everyone’s death!

Huang Yi raised his head and loudly said to the outside group of Demon Kings, "No matter how strong you are, it’s useless; you can’t kill us!"

After speaking, he waved the scythe in his hand.

The scythe was semi-transparent all over, like a wisp of white smoke, rippling continuously, exuding a strong aura of death, where it passed, death descended, unstoppable.

This is the Reaper’s Scythe, the symbol of the Death God’s authority! It can both reap life and absolve death.

Huang Yi raised high the Reaper’s Scythe, facing the heavens, the majestic Divine Power aura blowing his clothes rustlingly, suppressing the universe, like the Death God himself, solemnly declaring to heaven and earth————

"From now on, the life and death of Heaven-Sent men are decided by me! Whomever I want dead, they must die! Whomever I want alive, they will live forever!"