Bai Xiaowen also understood how Mengchuan, the leader of Heaven's Province, could control the demon army.
He must have obtained an Immemorial Contract Tablet by making friends with and roping in demon factions. Then, he signed an Immemorial Contract with some demons.
Moreover, Mengchuan had made friends with the King of Disaster.
As for the King of Silver, he probably didn't have a way to communicate with Mengchuan directly. He probably didn't even know about Mengchuan and Heaven's Province.
Otherwise, Heaven's Province could have just notified the King of Silver directly. Although he was restricted by the rules and couldn't directly reveal Bai Xiaowen's true origins, he could still make Wang Jin attack Wutu Town by beating around the bush and giving him some hints.
From this, it could be seen that the King of Disaster's thoughts weren't pure. He wasn't completely loyal to the King of Silver. A demon lord like him who had risen to power through hard work definitely had his own plans. Perhaps he even wanted to replace Mengchuan.
After that, Bai Xiaowen signed an Immemorial Contract with the two thousand militia soldiers of the human alliance. Their spiritual imprints were stored in the Contract Tablet.
About half of the militia soldiers were elites, while the other half were normal. The difference in strength between them and Bai Xiaowen was too great. After their spiritual imprints were stored in the Contract Tablet, they didn't leave their names behind and take up space on the tablet.
It was worth mentioning that even a leader like Helbart couldn't leave his name on the tablet with his spiritual imprint. This made Kelowan very surprised.
From Kelowan's point of view, "Christos" was a Lord-level powerhouse. Helbart was only one rank weaker than him. His spiritual imprint should have been enough to leave his name on the tablet.
What Kelowan didn't expect was that Bai Xiaowen's strength wasn't just a Lord-level powerhouse. His priority had reached the level of a King-level powerhouse. Only creatures above the Lord-level who signed an Immemorial Contract with Bai Xiaowen could leave their name on the tablet.
Bai Xiaowen then went to Disaster City and signed an Immemorial Contract with the three Heavenly Kings, Sig Delifa, and their ten thousand slaves.
The signing process was very simple. All the undead slaves released their spiritual imprints under the command of the three Heavenly Kings. Bai Xiaowen raised the Contract Slate, and countless specks of light surged into it, representing the signing of the contract.
In fact, signing this contract only gave these low-level cannon fodder troops a little ability to resist the suppression of the God's descendants, so that they could play a certain role in the war against the God's descendants.
What needed to be explained was that the ancient contract was more like a "covenant" and not a strict master-slave contract.
The "inferior" who had signed the contract could also resist the oppression of the superior if they were strong enough. In addition, even if the superior died, the inferior would not die with them. They would only be weakened to a certain extent.
This was different from the contractual relationship between a summoner and a summoned creature.
Apart from that, the Wrath Claw had also signed an ancient contract with the monster army under its command.
In the end, only the names of the Wrath Claw, Sig Delifa, Abaddon, and Paji were side by side on the Contract Slate. Because they were all at the Lord level and were not much weaker than Bai Xiaowen, their spiritual imprints could be manifested on the Contract Slate.
Bai Xiaowen ordered the three Heavenly Kings to continue launching small-scale battles in the surroundings, constantly increasing the number of undead armies.
…
At the peak of a majestic mountain stood a group of silver-white palaces.
This group of palaces stretched for hundreds of miles and were completely made of silver. It could be said to be an immortal masterpiece of art.
This was the City of Silver.
The palace of one of the three supreme Demon Kings, Ismen.
This was where Ismen got his title of "Silver King".
At this moment, in the main hall of the City of Silver, Ismen was sitting high on the throne, watching the video of a battle with interest.
Compared to the Calamity King, Silver King Ismen's appearance was completely different.
Among humans, Silver King Ismen's appearance could be considered handsome. He had long silver hair and a pair of silver-white eyes. His skin was as smooth as a piece of silver that had just been polished. Although he was wearing a simple linen shirt, it did not detract from his extraordinary aura.
At this moment, in the video he was watching, many giants formed by spiritual energy were shooting spiritual energy cannons one after another, bombarding the ranks of the defeated demons.
Below these spiritual energy giants were groups of skeletons in neat formations. They were the lowest-level undead creatures of the Dark Age.
"Interesting, interesting."
"Gathering the power of so many trash can actually produce a combined attack comparable to that of a Lesser Demon King."
"Arregant's idea is correct. Those three undead lords are indeed of high research value. However, the important thing is not the undead lords themselves, but the innate ability they have. We have to find a way to understand the theory behind this commanding ability … This must be a new magic system. We can name it 'Commanding'. "
The video ended, and Silver King Ismen stood up.
A demon guard, burning with demonic flames, walked into the main hall with a lowered head.
"Great Silver King, a human broke into your palace and was captured by your loyal guard, Gordan."
"Well done, Gordan."
Ismen glanced at him. "Since you didn't kill him directly, it means that this human is somewhat special?"
"Yes, Great Silver King. This human said that he came to join you and has something very, very urgent to report to you. "
"Are you sure?"
Ismen frowned. "Is this human afraid of being killed on the spot and trying to stall for time?"
Demon Guard Gordan said, "That's possible, Great Ruler."
"Forget it. Let him in."
Ismen sat back down on the throne. "Since I have some free time now, it's not bad to watch these lowly humans struggle and beg for mercy before they die. If he really dares to lie to me, he'll know what soul torture is. "
Demon Guard Gordan bowed again and left. Soon, a well-dressed human man with a panicked expression was pushed into the hall. Thud.
After seeing Ismen's throne, this human man directly knelt down.
"Great Silver King, Almighty Ancient God! Your most devout believer, with infinite reverence, gives you the highest respect … "
Silver King Ismen chuckled.
A human's respect was a bit new to him.
"Who are you?"
The human man hurriedly pointed at himself and said, "I'm your most devout believer, a survivor of the Ancient God Cult."
In the demon language, there was no word for "I," only "I." But for arrogant and conceited demons, when they said "I", it was often meant to provoke and belittle the other party.
Therefore, the inferior demons usually didn't dare to call themselves "I" in front of their superiors. That was why this human man pointed at himself instead.
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