On the other hand, the Vault Guards had suffered heavy losses during the battle with Celine, and not every Vault Guard had a Soul Fragment.
Lin Sheng opened his eyes and calculated the soul link in his mind. He currently had a total of troops under his control.
* Bam! *
"What are you doing? Go! Leave!! "His eldest sister, Sheena, caught up and shouted.
As long as the restrictions were set in advance.
Ever since he discovered that the essence of Saint Power was the soul, he had developed a simple application.
The wall beside the three of them was blasted into pieces.
He struggled to carry his father and looked at his eldest sister.
"We're still lacking in the middle ranks, but we have some scale. We can form a small organization. "Lin Sheng ended the ceremony and began to tidy up the site.
"Two? That's so low …" Lin Sheng sighed. He opened his eyes and looked at the two Blackfeather swordsmen. With a thought, he asked them to leave.
His only hope now was that the mysterious Blackfeather Swordsmen could arrive in time.
"No!" Adolf quickly chased after them with Carney on his back. He picked up the stone again.
They had promised that they would protect him!
The stone was crushed. It was as hard as an ordinary egg, and after it was crushed, a pile of stone powder fell to the ground and slowly dissipated.
"Khadula." He whispered.
His soul dimension could still summon one more time. This time, he wanted to summon the Crimson Axe Warriors he killed in the Warrior's Guild.
Adolf came to his senses and was about to carry his father down. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. With trembling hands, he took out a small white stone from the pocket of his shirt, which was close to his body.
More than ten wisps of black smoke condensed into a mass, like a dark cloud, and then suddenly dispersed, rapidly approaching Adolf's location.
He had tried to summon the Sacred Shield Tyrant earlier, but unfortunately, the dead Sacred Shield Tyrant could not be summoned anymore.
The big hole in the middle was deliberately dug by him to place the bonfire.
As long as there were enough empty souls, he could quickly expand the Iron Fist Society.
* Poof! *
This was given to him by the Blackfeather Swordsmen. Crushing it in times of danger would allow him to receive help from the Holy Cathedral.
These soldiers had their own intelligence, and while they were not as independent as Khadula and the Steel Lord, they could carry out some simple missions if they were to let loose.
With the support of Adolf's resources and money, he could summon as many monsters as he wanted without any worries.
"Go, bring Adolf to me."
Zeon Sr. slowly walked out of the gap, a ferocious smile on his black, muscular face.
"No! We can't leave!! "Adolf crushed the stone and calmed down.
Only individuals with soul fragments could be summoned. This was one of the ironclad rules that Lin Sheng discovered in the summoning ritual.
"This is …?"
This ritual diagram had been with him for a long time. From Celine to here, it had been used repeatedly without any damage.
"It's useless. Do you think the police can stop Zeon Sr.?" Adolf quickly retorted. "Follow me!!" Without another word, he carried Carney and ran towards the stairs.
Then, more black smoke flew out from the building, one after another.
Both of them carried swords on their backs, their heads were wrapped in white bandages, and their bodies were strong and slender.
Lin Sheng stood quietly in front of the summoning ritual diagram, a thick white fog lingering around him.
In a white three-story building in the woods outside.
* Hiss … *
The Blackfeather Swordsmen were the most numerous type of summon he had in reserve.
Ten vault guards, three Blackfeather Swordsmen, and two Crimson Armor Warriors. There was Khadula and the Steel Lord.
A shadow lunged out from the left and slammed into him.
Both of them were fighting in the air, and the sound of their fists and feet hitting each other was like a hammer hitting a giant drum. It was deafening.
As a result, the conversion rate was greatly reduced.
He didn't notice at all that a white stone in his school bag on the ground was slowly glowing with white light, emitting waves of subtle vibrations.
These Crimson Armor Warriors were covered in armor, with two axes hanging from their waists. A pair of red eyes could be vaguely seen behind their helmets.
He infused a bit of Saint Power into the stone, then split it into two and gave it to two people.
Lin Sheng picked up his bag, unzipped it, and stuffed the ritual diagram inside.
He suddenly remembered that this stone was one of the two he gave to Adolf.
…
He was at the critical moment of summoning the soldiers.
The ritual diagram in front of him was also glowing with a faint white light, as if someone was shining a flashlight on the diagram from the side.
"Trust me! Someone will come and save us! Definitely!! "Adolf shouted without turning his head.
"Run!!" Carney, who was on the verge of death, roared with all his remaining strength.
Looking at the shaking white stone, Lin Sheng paused and stood up.
Black smoke quickly gathered in front of him, and vaguely formed a human figure.
Adolf shook his hand and squeezed hard. But his hand was shaking too much, and he was on the verge of breaking down.
Lin Sheng made a selection. Soon, he decided to summon the Blackfeather Swordsmen.
Soon, following the low voice of activation, another layer of white smoke surrounded Lin Sheng.
"I'll kill you!!!" He rammed into Zeon Sr. angrily and violently, the huge kinetic energy sent the two of them crashing through the wall and falling out of the second floor.
Whoosh … Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
This was already his third summon today. The first two summons were from the Dungeon Guards. A total of eight came out.
Soon, the black smoke gathered in front of Lin Sheng, eyes closed, and formed two Blackfeather Swordsmen.
Bang!!
As soon as the stone of one of them shattered, the Saint Power dissipated, and the other one would immediately notice. There was a reaction.
"Adolf!!" Sheena yelled behind him.
In a moment of carelessness, his hand slipped, and the stone fell to the ground, rolling away quickly in another direction.
He rolled up the plastic ritual diagram on the ground, and gently patted off the dust and material residue. He sighed.
"There are no more soul slots. I can keep some of the summoned soldiers to protect me and my family, and send the rest out to increase the reputation of the Iron Fist Society."
And this time, it seemed that all the dungeon guards had been recruited. The light ball that appeared in his vision was the one without the Vault Guards. Only the remaining ones could be summoned.
In the blink of an eye, another two red-armored warriors slowly appeared and knelt on one knee before Lin Sheng.
"Huh?" Suddenly, he saw the white stone in his bag was emitting a faint white light, and it was trembling slightly.
…
They were taller and stronger than the Blackfeather Swordsmen, and more slender and well-proportioned than the Vault Guards. They were in the middle.
"Are you crazy?!! We can call the police outside! "Sheena looked at her brother in horror.
"Go … Go …" Carney's eyes were dim, and he struggled to pat Adolf's arm.
"We can't outrun Zeon Sr. with our men, we'll die if we go out! Most importantly, father's injury must be treated immediately. So, let's go to the basement!! "He said firmly.
The black smoke figure suddenly dispersed, turning into thousands of threads that flew out of the small building, and shot toward the direction of the city.
"It's a pity … anyone who sees me in this form must die." He raised his hand, and was about to make a move.
Hiss …
"Ahhhhhh!!!" The shadow was none other than Zeon Jr. The purple glow in his eyes was glowing brightly, and his body was even bigger than before.
After all, he had killed at least a hundred Blackfeather Swordsmen when he was wandering around Blackfeather City. Now that he had reconstructed them, he could not use them all in a short time.
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