Chapter 347: Kill the Chicken to Warn the Monkey (Part Two)

Quiet.

After Ifeireni's words, the entire Death God Army high command instantly fell into silence.

The busy crowd, who had been working, froze in place, their eyes staring in astonishment at Ifeireni.

After a moment of contemplation, they all turned their heads back.

A clown had already left the Bridge and walked outside; beyond the porthole into the void, a Spirit‑clan‑style small boat was approaching the Dream of the Dead under the watch of a Death God Army escort vessel.

The Death God Army members glanced at it, then couldn't help exchanging looks.

Their eyes simultaneously showed astonishment and anger.

The anger naturally stemmed from the Secret Cult having killed Victor, and now it was targeting the Death God Army again.

The astonishment was that Ifeireni could utter such a partisan statement.

What Ifeireni just said implicitly meant that the Secret Cult was preparing to continue harming the Death God Army, didn't it?

Such pre‑emptive labeling before formal dialogue is extremely rare among the Spirit Clan.

Let alone among the few remaining legendary leaders of the Spirit Clan, such as Ifeireni.

The Spirit Clan's wisdom is highly advanced, so they instantly grasped Ifeireni's attitude.

Everyone temporarily set aside their tasks and returned to their stations.

Silently they awaited the arrival of the Secret Cult's envoy.

Soon, as the Bridge doors opened, the clown entered carrying a hunched figure cloaked entirely in a gray robe.

Seeing this aged appearance, completely unlike a Spirit Clan 'youth',

the Spirit Clan members instinctively showed a hint of contempt and internally sneered, 'an inferior race.'

Because such aging, to the Spirit Clan, only occurs in humans with extremely short lifespans or in the Ti‑kun.

Since an elder entered now, it naturally implied that beneath the gray robe was most likely a human.

While the Spirit Clan members muttered contempt behind each other's backs, it was Ifeireni at the top who suddenly rose to her feet.

At the same time, under the astonished gaze of the surrounding Death God Army, her bright eyes widened in disbelief at the gray‑robed figure.

Soon, as the elder removed his robe, the Death God Army's confusion, along with their shock at his sudden standing, was resolved.

Elder!

To be precise...

It is... a Spirit Clan elder!

The Spirit Clan can age, but such aging is almost legendary given their long lifespans.

Even the lowest‑rank Spirit Clan commoners have an average lifespan of two to three thousand years.

Slightly higher‑rank Spirit Clan members easily surpass five thousand years on average.

For some top‑tier Spirit Clan, whose spiritual energy can even defy physical laws, lifespans are extended even more terrifyingly.

Spirit Clan supreme prophets who have lived over ten thousand years are not common, but they are certainly not exceedingly rare.

Even these supreme prophets do not appear aged; they merely transition from youth to middle age.

After all, over such vast ages, even without war, the Spirit Clan often ends its own lives voluntarily or involuntarily for various reasons.

Thus birth, aging, illness, and death are a false premise for the Spirit Clan.

This has led the outside world to mistakenly believe that the Spirit Clan is born without elders.

In reality, unless one lives so long as to become hopeless, the Spirit Clan simply never reaches the day of true aging.

Now, before a large crowd of Death God Army and Spirit Clan spectators, before their eyes appears a Spirit Clan prophet with a genuinely aged visage.

He looks at the 'children' before him with a benevolent gaze.

Da...... Sir......

Although the tone set by Ifeireni earlier remains, the crowd still stammered in respect toward the Spirit Clan elder.

No need to know his past, nor what he has done before.

Just the years he has lived are enough for all Spirit Clan members to show boundless reverence.

The Spirit Clan elder did not ignore this; he turned his head and kindly nodded at the respectful Spirit Clan speaker.

Then, amid the crowd's inexplicable inner calm and submissiveness, he turned his head toward Ifeireni.

"Your decision to go to Ge Mo is absolutely correct."

"Humans are still stubbornly resisting; now is the crucial moment for us to unite the Spirit Clan and join the final battle against humanity."

He offered no evasion or concealment; despite Ifeireni and others' astonishment, the elder directly stated his purpose and what he hopes the Spirit Clan should do next.

Even with Ifeireni's prior labeling, after the elder's words, the Death God Army's inner peace and compliance were filled with passionate fervor.

They seemed to envision, as the last human is eradicated, how the Four Gods they once worshipped fall into decline and eventually perish.

Beyond that vision, the Spirit Clan, silent for years, finally, after shedding the threat of the Color Devil, welcomes their great resurgence.

Even Ifeireni's eyes briefly filled with reminiscence and anticipation.

But it was only that fleeting instant.

As a flash of divine power from the Spirit Clan's death god surged, and with a hint of regret in the elder's eyes, Ifeireni, a cold sweat on her forehead, snapped awake.

She then, with great dread, cast a cold, sharp gaze at the elder who remained standing.

How far can the Secret Cult go mad?

Naturally, it can drive every Secret Cult member to unhesitatingly sacrifice their own race on the altar!

Great revival of the Spirit Clan?

But Ifeireni keeps looking around, unable to see what Tai Lun does after humanity is wiped out! What the Dead Spirits are doing!

It seems that once humanity dies, these two things will simply vanish!

In response to the elder's attempt to infect the Death God Army with spirit energy, Ifeireni's action directly unleashed two scenes never shown before.

And as these two images appeared, the Grim Reaper army, which a moment ago was rousing and ready to wipe out all humanity, suddenly recoiled in terror!

The first scene shows that after Leimengde openly revealed his Secret Cult identity, Xisi not only didn't stop, but instead chose to speed up his shooting directly.

Secret Cult?

Labor and capital beat your Secret Cult!

For Xisi, the spirit clan genuinely feels a deep‑seated fear.

If Color Devil ranks first, then Xisi is definitely second.

Now, seeing Xisi's uncompromising, intent‑to‑wipe‑out‑the‑Secret‑Cult attitude instantly triggers an instinctive fear in the spirit clan, which originally intended to join the Secret Cult.

With this instinctive fear as a foundation, the second scene completely awakens the spirit clan.

An endless sea of biological warships.

Under Aolake's lead, the human fleet makes a desperate charge, and ahead of them lies an ancient vessel, twisting its wound‑scarred hull, struggling to flee.

And seeing the thousands of human ships still standing after the bloody battle, and then seeing that they themselves have only a few hundred ships.

After a brief silence, the Grim Reaper army members silently turned their gaze toward the Secret Cult elder beside them.

Of course......

At the same time, they placed their hands on their swords and spears!