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Salin and Rex discussed the next step of the plan. They decided not to consider occupying Phoenix first, but to attack Scotia directly instead. When the Vatican's army entered Phoenix, and the Qinyin Empire was unable to support them, the Metatlin Kingdom would take action.
In Lone Star City, the soldiers were all smiles. The army outside the city had finally been defeated. From the soldiers' understanding, Lone Star City would no longer be a threat in the short term since a million soldiers had been defeated.
The happiest people in the city were Nelis, Nicholas, and Ainphent. These three had gained the most from the battlefield. Salin didn't keep any captives. Nearly one-third of the 900,000 soldiers had been killed. The number had reached a terrifying 260,000. After ten hours of fighting, more than 20,000 people had died in battle every hour.
In Nicholas' Crimson Soul Tower, the number of souls had reached 180,000. The newly collected souls were many times stronger than the original ones. They weren't souls that had been drained of power, but souls that had died in battle.
With so many souls, Nicholas' power had increased again, and his lifespan was slowly recovering. Nicholas' mood was much better now that there was hope for advancement.
Nelis and Ainphent had also collected close to 100,000 souls each. Both of them had their own uses for souls. Through this cooperation, Ainphent's attitude towards Nelis had also changed greatly. Nelis wasn't the kind of person who would eat alone. She could still share the benefits.
Ainphent didn't expect that if Nelis were to eat alone, she would have to bear all the risks herself.
Nelis collected souls for future use, so she stored them. She didn't refine them, nor did she erase their memories. When these souls entered Nelis' Crimson Soul Tower, they felt like they had come to a strange world. It was pitch black everywhere. It was very terrifying.
However, these souls didn't feel any pain. After a long time, they thought they had entered the legendary purgatory.
Ainphent was very bold in collecting souls. After he left his Soul Brand in the Crimson Soul Tower, these souls' memories were erased, and they worshiped him like a god.
Ainphent wasn't a Divine Master, and he didn't care about the Power of Faith. Instead, he began to use the methods of Necromancers to send soul energy into the Crimson Soul Tower. This soul energy was accumulated by Ainphent through hard work. Salin had given him some this time. After Ainphent sent his soul energy into the Crimson Soul Tower, he started to modify the souls one by one.
After these souls lost their memories, they were naturally at Ainphent's mercy. Thus, each soul had an additional layer of thin armor. This was the first step of the Soul Refinement Art. Most necromancers didn't like to practice this method. Even if they did, they would only raise a few hundred souls to command the undead army.
Ainphent created more than 80,000 heroic spirits in one go. All the heroic spirits saw him as a god, and commanding them did not consume any of the god's spiritual power. Ainphent was overjoyed. The Crimson Soul Pagoda was a rare piece of equipment in the Demonic Dimension. Even a Demon God would find it difficult to own one.
It was just that the 80,000 Heroic Spirits couldn't be commanded at the same time. Ainphent only needed to nurture 36 of them and place them on a separate floor, nourishing them with more soul energy. In the end, these Heroic Spirits of his would be nurtured into intelligent lifeforms. They would be like the undead, but at the same time, they would not be. They would not have flesh and blood, and could only use equipment that Ainphent had forged.
The garrison in the city was now close to 500,000. Including the craftsmen and laborers, there were almost 600,000 of them. Salin sent out metal flying machines as scouts to search for the Inquisition's army. On the other hand, he sent craftsmen and laborers to the castle two hundred miles to the north to expand the defensive perimeter.
Ainphent's undead had been lost a lot, but the number he summoned had exceeded the limit of the undead he could control. He summoned more undead every day, and now the number of the undead army could still be maintained at more than 600,000.
Salin knew that the city didn't need so many troops to guard, so he sent 100,000 troops to the castle in the north to prepare. For the cavalry of Metatlin City, a distance of two hundred li would definitely be covered within three hours.
Sharman had nothing to do. She was very angry at Salin for bringing her out and leaving her alone. It was just that the people around Salin were very strange, and she couldn't afford to provoke them. While she had nothing to do, she simply came to Neris to complain.
Sharman knew that Neris was Salin's trusted aide. If she could rope Neris in, would she be afraid that Salin wouldn't let her lead the army?
Neris had been in Ainphent's Magic Tower recently. Sharman awkwardly circled around a few bone demons and held her breath before entering the Magic Tower.
"It's Sharman. What's the matter?" Ainphent asked with a smile when he saw Sharman.
"Brother Ainphent, I'm looking for Neris." Sharman searched around but didn't see Neris. This was already the highest floor of the Magic Tower. Where was Neris hiding?
"Neris isn't here. If you have anything to say, tell me."
Sharman curled her lips and immediately remembered that although Ainphent was a necromancer, he was also one of the dukes of the kingdom. His status wasn't lower than his sister's. Besides, Ainphent and Salin had a better relationship. It was indeed possible to tell him.
It wasn't that Neris wasn't in the Magic Tower, but that Sharman couldn't see him. Neris was currently angry in her 12 Movements of Purgatory. In the previous battle, Neris had collected a large amount of elemental power. She had thought that she could expand the space a little, but when she entered this time, she realized that not only did the space not expand, but the elemental power she had absorbed had also disappeared.
Only the space where Eleanor had hidden was left, and there were still some dead plants floating in it.
Now, her 12 Movements of Purgatory actually didn't have the ability to automatically repair itself. Her master had resolved all the troubles inside, but the rules of the Star Gathering Needle were powerful. Even though Salin didn't control any of its power, most of the functions of the 12 Movements of Purgatory were still destroyed, and it was impossible to repair.
Neris wanted to cry, but no tears came out. The 12 individual spaces inside were only about ten cubic meters. They were pitifully small. Could it be that she would use them as spatial equipment in the future? Even if she could pretend to be a living person, it was meaningless! If it weren't for the fact that Elena knew elven magic and had temporarily cultivated some plants to provide breathing air, a Great Mage like Elena would have suffocated to death.
Was this equipment going to be useless? Neris desperately hit the edge of the space, but she couldn't exert any strength at all. The changes in the space of the 12 Movements of Purgatory were much more strange. When Neris's fist smashed into it, she could only feel as if she had smashed into the void. There was no place to exert any force.
After being dispirited for a while, Neris gritted her teeth and took out the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda. She had secretly refined this Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda. Of course, she had also taken the materials from Salin. Of the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda that she had refined, two were given to the Winged Skeleton, one was given to Nicholas, and the last one was given to Ainphent. She had secretly hidden the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda, so the quality was the best.
The memories of the 80,000-plus heroic spirits in the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda hadn't been erased yet. Neris ruthlessly crushed the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda in her hand, and tens of thousands of souls floated out. The materials of the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda were absorbed by this space, and hundreds of thousands of demonic characters floated in the surroundings. The entire space began to expand.
Without hesitation, Neris transformed into a demon god and used her sharp nails to cut open her chest. The demon god's heart was pierced by Neris, and purplish-black blood flew out and sprayed into the space. Tens of thousands of heroic spirits howled as they surrounded Neris and absorbed the demon god's heart blood.
In Neris's wound, the demon god's heart blood spurted out more and more rapidly. In less than a minute, Neris had already withered to the ground. After the heroic spirits were stained with a trace of the demon god's heart blood, they turned into demonic runes and flew into the void of the space. At this moment, the expanded space began to condense the earth and sky.
Neris lay heavily on the ground. She didn't return to her original body but rested in the demon god form. She wanted to watch this space take shape.
The 12 Movements of Purgatory were destroyed, but Neris was determined to rebuild it herself. This equipment was originally only a level-10 item and was severely damaged. In the process of constantly repairing it, Neris understood many of the principles of the 12 Movements of Purgatory. Now that the materials for this item were too high-level, the original refining method was completely ineffective. Neris wanted to refine her own Purgatory.
First Space — Demon God Purgatory.
Those heroic spirits were stained with the demon god's heart blood and would sooner or later become demon god incarnations. Of course, the highest level of these demon god incarnations would never exceed level-10. Neris didn't care. After all, she could put more heroic spirits into this space in the future. The Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda was destroyed, but the Demon God Purgatory had expanded. From now on, she would have an additional equipment to transport the demon army.
At the thought of this, Neris laughed out loud.
From now on, this place could be used to rear demonic insects and transport demons. After she grasped the supreme rules of the demons, she could even open up an even larger space here and form a demonic demiplane.
Who said that this was delusional? When her eight abilities were combined into one, it would be something that surpassed a divine weapon. Even Rex's God Luo Ring was inferior to her 12 Movements of Purgatory.
At the thought of this, Neris stood up with a roar. She held a shield in her left hand and a spear in her right. In the void, more than 80,000 heroic spirits heard Neris's roar and shouted together. However, the strength of these heroic spirits was weak and couldn't transform into demons to help Neris fight.
As Neris's mental strength extended, the ground under her feet became thick. The power of the Blood-Colored Soul Pagoda fragment was completely released, transforming this space into a small land. This land was only about five kilometers in size, but everything was complete. There were mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars.
Neris could even sense that a ball of earth fire was forming deep in the ground under her feet.
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