I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen

The preious battle had drained her significantly, greatly weakening the effect of her Petrifying Gaze.

Medusa urgently shouted, "You guys need to go, I can't hold him for long!"

But just as Medusa finished speaking, before Little Green could take Amy and leave, there was a loud explosion!

With a deafening crash.

The stone encasing Hel shattered into pieces!

As debris flew through the air.

Hel struck Medusa with a powerful punch, sending her flying backward.

He then moved like lightning, his form enveloped in a dense aura of death, laughing maniacally as he charged toward Little Green and Amy.

"You can't escape!"

Little Green gritted her teeth, her small frame standing protectively in front of Amy, and shouted angrily, "Damn monster, Little Green will fight you to the end!"

With that, a dark green light enveloped her, and instead of retreating, she charged directly at Hel.

"Don't go!" Amy and Medusa cried out in unison.

Little Green was the weakest among them, and her strength was nowhere near enough to withstand Hel's attacks.

"Courting death!" Hel's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he watched Little Green rush toward him.

The next moment, a deathly aura erupted from Hel like a volcanic explosion. In his hands, a massive gray scythe formed from the swirling gray mist.

"Death Scythe!"

Hel's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he swung his arm, sending the scythe slashing down toward Little Green's head.

"Die!"

"No!" Medusa and Amy watched in despair, wanting to save her but too injured to move in time.

Just then, at the critical moment, a bolt of black lightning tore through the sky, crashing into Hel with unstoppable force.

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"Boom!"

A deafening sound echoed in everyone's ears.

Hel's body was sent flying like a cannonball.

While still mid-air, his body began to crack and shatter, ultimately being reduced to a pulp by the immense force.

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Medusa, Little Green, and Amy looked at the figure in the sky, their eyes filled with joy and relief.

"Master!"

Hovering in the sky, Charles donned black armor with red wings flaring behind him, his expression icy. An aura of power several times stronger than Hel's emanated from him, enveloping the entire valley.

The Zerg soldiers, sensing Charles's presence, seemed to be invigorated as if injected with adrenaline.

Their previously exhausted fighting spirit surged several times over.

The Zerg launched a counterattack, turning the tide of the battle.

Charles didn't even glance at the enraged Hel, who was struggling to get up from the ground.

He gently patted Little Green's head and smiled, "You did very well, but don't take such risks next time."

"I understand, Master." Little Green nodded enthusiastically, her eyes full of admiration.

She always knew her master was unbeatable, even a monster like Hel was no match for him!

Charles then checked on the group's conditions.

Both Amy and Medusa were severely injured, but fortunately, he had arrived in time.

He gave them pre-prepared healing potions.

Medusa and Amy's complexions began to improve visibly as their injuries quickly stabilized.

"We're sorry, Master. It's our fault." they said, bowing their heads in shame.

In the end, their strength was too weak, and they had to rely on Charles to save them.

Charles shook his head slightly and said, "It's not your fault. Rest well, leave the rest to me."

He then turned his gaze to Hel, who was still struggling on the ground. The Godslayer Spear slowly materialized in Charles's hand.

In a calm voice, Charles asked, "Trash, have you decided how you want to die?"

He had no idea how this guy had gained the power of the undead, but it didn't matter.

Charles had no interest in the stories of the soon-to-be-dead.

Sensing Charles's disdain, Hel gritted his teeth in anger.

His face turning red before he let out a furious laugh. "Number 1, it seems you still don't understand the situation."

"Right now, the initiative is in my hands!"

As his words fell, a thick gray mist began to envelop Hel, his entire being radiating a deathly aura. His already lifeless face became even more corpse-like.

At the same time, the undead creatures in the valley transformed into streams of gray light, wailing as they fused into Hel's body.

Under the shocked gazes of Medusa and the others, Hel's body began to twist and expand rapidly. Within mere breaths, his size swelled more than a hundredfold!

Hel now stood like a colossal mountain before everyone, his grotesque face barely recognizable. His bloated body was covered with countless anguished and twisted human heads, and his aura had broken through the fourth tier, reaching the level of the fifth tier!

Medusa and the others were struck speechless by the monstrous figure in front of them.

They had never imagined that Hel had such a trump card up his sleeve!

Hel's enormous, terrifying head looked down at Charles, and in unison, the countless heads on his body spoke, "How dare you offend the great Hel! I will turn you into my slave, torturing you day and night, making you live in eternal agony!"

Hel's voice echoed through the valley, piercing the eardrums and resounding in everyone's minds, causing excruciating headaches.

Yet, Charles's expression remained unchanged.

He raised one hand, his gaze cold, and uttered a single word.

"Kill!"

As soon as the word left Charles's mouth, a red energy beam suddenly tore through the sky!

Hel didn't even have time to react before the terrifying red beam struck him like a spear.

"Boom!"

The red beam exploded upon impact with Hel, enveloping half of his massive body in a terrifying red energy.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The heads on Hel's body screamed in agony as thick gray mist began to dissipate from him.

Then, under the assault of the red energy, Hel's enormous body started to dissolve at an incredible speed!

"No! This is impossible!" Hel's face contorted in terror.

He could feel the souls that had fused into his body rapidly disintegrating, even his own body seemed to be vanishing as if being devoured by something.

"How can this be? How can this be!" In just the blink of an eye, half of Hel's massive form had disappeared, an overwhelming fear of death gripping his heart. Yet, to Hel's utter bewilderment, he still had no idea what was happening.

At this moment, a commotion erupted at the entrance of the valley as tens of thousands of Zerg troops swarmed in.

Leading the charge, Catherine operated the Bio-Mana Cannon, her face brimming with excitement. "I didn't expect it to even devour the power of the undead. Master's Overlord power truly is the strongest force in the world!"

Atop the mountains on either side of the valley, Karman and the other Overlords, drawn by the noise, also saw the red light piercing the sky.

Witnessing Hel's dire situation, they couldn't help but gulp.

Brave, who had recently joined the Zerg territory, spoke in a somewhat dry voice, "That monster just now, it must have been a fifth-tier powerhouse, right?"

Next to him, the bearded man Wilton numbly nodded.

Damn, they had to run for their lives even when facing fourth-tier monsters, but Charles already had the strength to instantly kill a fifth-tier one!

The gap was just too vast!

Inside the valley, billows of gray mist shot into the sky as Hel's body continued to vanish.

"Ahhhhhhh—!

Hel writhed on the ground in agony, the gray mist churning around him.

His face was contorted in pain, and the human faces on his body emitted shrill, agonizing wails.

The red energy rapidly corroded his body, and no matter how much Hel tried to wield his undead power, he couldn't expel it.

In the face of Charles's Overlord power, his prized undead power was as fragile as thin paper, easily torn apart.

Charles watched the scene calmly, his expression serene.

Before arriving, he had infused his Overlord power into the Bio-Mana Cannon.

After the Bio-Mana Cannon amplified it fivefold, even a fifth-tier Hel was no match, and a sixth-tier powerhouse would also be instantly killed.

Under everyone's gaze, Hel's once massive and terrifying body quickly dwindled to just a skeletal head.

Yet, even in this state, he remained alive.

Seeing this, Charles raised the Soul Devourer Spear in his hand, ready to send Hel on his final journey.

From beginning to end, he had never considered this guy, who had appeared out of nowhere, to be a real opponent.

Just an overconfident obstacle that needed to be kicked aside, not worth a second glance.

As Charles approached, Hel's bark-like skin trembled violently.

His eyes were a mix of fear, despair, and rage.

Which ultimately turned into deep-seated resentment.

He couldn't understand how Charles had obtained such powerful weapons and abilities.

Nor could he fathom why, despite having given everything and even advancing to the fifth tier, he still couldn't match Charles.

So Hel felt an overwhelming sense of injustice.

He believed that without Charles's super weapon, there was no way he could have been defeated.

"I should be the ultimate victor! Why, after all I've sacrificed, are you stronger than me? It's not fair! It's not fair!" Hel roared hysterically at Charles.

Charles stopped, pressing the tip of the Godslayer Spear against Hel's skull.

Looking down at Hel's contorted face, twisted by fear and resentment, he spoke calmly, "You're just a fool who got a bit of power and lost sight of reality, a piece of trash not even worth knowing the name of."

"Your fate was sealed from the beginning. What good is your resentment now?"

As Charles finished speaking, he suddenly thrust the Godslayer Spear downward!

"Thud!"

The spear's tip pierced through Hel's skull in an instant.