If Pierce’s plan succeeded, he would obtain a demigod slave.
As the Archangel’s fingers gently touched the black rune, a trace of black mist came from the black rune and slowly extended from its fingers to its arm.
Finally, it completely enveloped its body.
The scene in front of him made Pierce’s eyes widen. He quietly looked at the others and noticed they were quiet as well.
No one had ever seen such a thing before.
The black mist enveloped the archangel’s body, and the death elements inside were corroding his body.
The reward this time was half a Godhood. This was the first time Pierce had seen such a rich reward since participating in the Tower Defense world.
These were not just a few seeds which could be bought with dozens of points.
This was a demigod’s body. This was a gift from Death.
Time passed slowly. Pierce looked at the Undead Archangel who was gradually forming a cocoon and was rather excited.
Now, the surrounding death elements had been completely absorbed by the cocoon, and there was no longer any trace of death elements in the surroundings.
Seeing this, the surrounding people were about to remove the protective shield around them, but this extremely dangerous action was stopped by Pierce.
He had already checked with the hint system. The dense cocoon was constantly transforming. Once it reached a certain state, the death elements contained in it would break out.
Removing the protective shield was simply courting death, so Pierce told Vivier, who was watching the transformation, to strengthen the protective shield.
Vivier expressed her understanding. She also felt a powerful force of death constantly spreading.
That was far from something she could deal with as a seraph.
If it completely fused with this godhood of the Death God, the Undead Archangel would evolve to level 8.
Of course, it was only the bottom of level 8. There was still a gap compared to those real gods.
Those gods high in the sky all had their own godhoods, and every godhood was complete.
After half an hour, the cocoon finally showed some movements.
The figure wrapped in black threads began to stir slowly.
As time passed, the movements became larger and larger, as if it was about to break out of the cocoon and be reborn.
Pierce was already standing far away. He had almost eight holy light shields protecting his body. The power of death was not something he could resist now.
If it were the Seraph, he might be able to resist with his own holy elements, but he was not a Seraph yet.
The cocoon’s fluctuation became stronger and stronger until there was a crisp sound.
Cracks slowly appeared everywhere on the cocoon formed from black silk. It was as if a light touch would completely shatter it.
The figure inside had already started to break the shell. A pair of pure white hands extended out from inside, and a head appeared before everyone.
It was still the handsome head, but at this moment, its face was covered in patterns made of the death elements. It looked very enchanting.
The pair of pure black eyes that had undergone the baptism of the Sea of the Dead now had a trace of intelligent light.
It was as if it had gained its intelligence.
This scene shocked Pierce.
If that godhood really restored this angel’s consciousness, he would be doomed.
He quickly looked at his contract and found no change, but the strength of the Undead Archangel had changed.
It had already turned from a peak level 7 creature to an early level 8 creature.
It was this change that relaxed Pierce’s tense heart.
Although this Archangel seemed to have intelligence, it was still under Pierce’s jurisdiction.
The Archangel slowly broke out of its shell.
The originally gorgeous angel outer garment had turned into a gorgeous black robe.
It looked like it could make people lose their minds.
The current strength of the Undead Archangel was the strongest among everyone.
Even the Seraph, Vivier, did not have the strength to take him down. Vivier looked like she was facing a great enemy.
The Archangel in front of him, who had fallen into the darkness, had become a powerful demigod.
Pierce suddenly received a message from the Sea of the Dead.
[Congratulations, your puppet Archangel has evolved into an early-stage level 8 creature. You have obtained 10,000 souls.]
After seeing the notification from the Sea of the Dead, he was stunned.
Joy flashed across Pierce’s eyes. He finally had the qualifications to compete with the legendary gods.
Just a few months ago, he had been a weak and ordinary person who could be ravaged by various monsters.
But now, he had a strength comparable to a God’s.