Chapter 18: Reorganizing, Preparing for War

Inside a stone coffin in a plane unknown, Sakavi opened his eyes abruptly. While pushing the coffin lid with effort, he sighed: "Poor City Lord Kanason, he neither avenged his daughter nor let his daughter's soul rest in peace in Norodo's Divine Kingdom."

But then again, the hateful Ren is indeed dead. Now the one alive is his brother Sakavi, who does all kinds of evil. That's right, Sakavi has now washed his hands and come ashore. In this day and age, you have to wash your hands; if you have a black spot, no one is willing to cooperate with you.

It's just, where is this? Is his magic unreliable or is the Holy Light too powerful? How did he get a random location resurrection?

"Brother, any news recently?"

"Yes, big news. Do you know the Black Dragon Ren with a bounty of ten million gold coins?"

"I know, that Black Dragon who killed the priest of the Church of Light and dared to arrogantly leave his name. How could I not know?"

Sakavi indicated that he not only knew the dragon Ren, but Ren's skull was also in his hands. However, he didn't intend to interrupt.

"Was that dragon caught by anyone?"

"Sigh, it was beaten to death by the Church of Light itself, leaving no bones behind! It was miserable."

"This Church of Light is too dishonest. They issued a bounty and then took it themselves. Isn't this playing us for fools?"

"This money isn't something just anyone can earn. I heard that the Church of Light mobilized twenty Legendaries to encircle and suppress it, and it almost let Ren run away."

"How is that possible? Twenty Legendaries, even if each person kicked it once, they would have kicked that Black Dragon to death, right!"

"Why would I lie to you! A friend of mine saw it with his own eyes, and, a Temple Knight was almost beaten to death, and his armor was shattered."

"Then this Ren is at least a Demigod! So powerful."

"If not, it's about the same."

Listening to the description of himself in the tavern becoming more and more outrageous, Sakavi was speechless for a while.

"This brother looks a bit unfamiliar!"

"I come from the Red Moon plane, my name is Sakavi, and I am a Dragonman Warlock."

"The Red Moon plane is not close! How did you run here?"

"I was hired by someone to kill, but the person was found to be dead early. I didn't get the money, so I planned to find another way to get rich."

"Brother, there is a way, but I don't know if you dare to do it."

"Tell me about it."

"The merchant ship of the Church of Justice was robbed by Lap, and the church can't spare any manpower, so they are recruiting mercenaries. There is no pay, as long as you can fight your way in alive, how much you grab depends on your ability."

Listening to his meaning, Sakavi felt that the Lap he mentioned should be a pirate wandering around the Astral Plane route. Since it is a business without capital, and there is the church as a backer, why not take these benefits?

Soon it was the gathering time required by the church. Looking at the messy crowd, a word popped up in Sakavi's mind—a rabble. The highest among these people is Legendary Rank, and the lowest is actually a Mid-Level Warrior.

After looking at this group of cannon fodder, Sakavi felt that this money didn't seem easy to earn. However, since he was already here, it would be boring to just leave like this.

"Brother, these people don't look very reliable, how about we team up?"

Looking at the Giant carrying a greatsword in front of him, who was at least Legendary Rank, it was possible to cooperate temporarily. Whether you can take the money away after grabbing it depends on your own ability.

"Brother, then I'll be honest, I am a Legendary Necromancer."

"Straightforward, I am a Legendary Rank Warrior, second profession Sword Saint. You can just call me Aluzi."

"Sakavi."

"Don't act rashly when the time comes, listen to my orders, let them go first."

Looking at the crowd attacking the Mage Tower, Sakavi was extremely speechless. A large group of people rushed up screaming. They were instantly hit by three large-area Fireball Spells fired by the Mage Tower, killing one-third of them directly. The rest hurriedly retreated and began long-range attacks.

After attacking for half an hour, the Mage Tower remained motionless. Alright! In fact, the normal transcendent level is like this, unless you reach above Legendary.

Many who have reached Master Rank can only use a few attack methods, and even this is very difficult for ordinary people.

Sakavi, who really couldn't watch anymore, decided to take action himself. A huge dragon roar suddenly resounded through the sky, and both sides of the battle covered their ears in unison. The powerful Dragon Might made their legs tremble. This suppression from the primitive bloodline of the creature made the humans present extremely painful.

A black lightning bolt passed through the Mage Tower's several interceptions and shattered the top of the Mage Tower with one claw. The black necromancy magic quickly spread along the tower body. Wherever it passed, a layer of white frost formed, and the Mage Tower stopped firing.

Then came the second one. The Black Dragon approached quickly and directly transported a large amount of energy, causing the Mage Tower's functional system to instantly disorder. With a bang, it blew a big hole in the Mage Tower. However, the other side was clearly angered, and two Legendary Rank Warriors flew out directly from inside the Mage Tower.

Sakavi, who was in a playful mood, suddenly wanted to try whether he could fight one against two in close combat. He did it as soon as he thought of it, rushed directly in front of the two, and engaged in close-quarters combat. Both sides went back and forth, fighting very lively.

"Sakavi, stop fighting, retreat quickly!"

"There are still people who haven't been solved, why retreat like this?"

"The money has been grabbed, if you don't retreat, what are you doing? Run quickly!"

Sakavi, who was helpless, could only retreat with the main force. Looking at the two people who kept spitting fragrance, Sakavi waved his left claw, indicating that he hadn't broken his defense yet, please keep the intensity.

"Sakavi, those two Mage Towers aren't scrapped, right!"

"They can still be used after repairs."

"That's good. If they are beaten to waste, they might withdraw from here, and we won't have anything to grab next time."

"…………"

Everyone looked at Sakavi, who returned empty-handed, and tightened their wallets one after another, fearing that Sakavi would also rob them. After all, the Five-Colored Dragons have a notorious reputation.

"Sakavi, you made a great contribution today, I will split the money with you four-six."

Looking at Aluzi, who was so generous, Sakavi indicated how he could let a good friend suffer a loss. And turned to ask: "Everyone, why are you holding my wallet? If you are sensible, return it to me quickly, otherwise I won't be polite."

Everyone: "…………."

Looking at the unscrupulous Black Dragon in front of him, Aluzi opened his mouth wide, but didn't know what to say for a while. The people from the Church of Justice seemed to have seen it all and pretended not to see it the whole time.

Everyone had to put the grabbed treasures on the ground and turn to leave. In fact, there were many Legendary Rank people among them, but Legendaries who hadn't taken up a second profession were completely no match for a dragon of the same level. And the people next to them were not good characters, so there was no need to fight for a little money.

"Brother, I think what you said makes sense, let's split it four-six."

"Sakavi, robbing your own people like this is breaking the rules."

"Isn't it what the Church of Justice said, 'depends on ability'? I just let them hold the money for me. How can I let them take my money as their own!"

Aluzi felt that his lower limit of understanding of Five-Colored Dragons had been refreshed again. Even robbery could be said so high-sounding, making people sigh at their own inferiority.

"Brother, I see that you, a Giant, can mix well among humans, you must not be an ordinary person!"

"Hahaha, brother has a sharp eye. I am the spokesperson of the Trade Alliance of this Manrodor plane. If you have any needs, I can buy them here, but I can't guarantee the price. You also know that ordinary things won't come to me."

Speaking of the Trade Alliance, one has to talk about the three economic pillars in the world today. They are the Church of Justice, which is responsible for printing money, lending, and selling contracts; the Trade Alliance, which transports bulk commodities such as grain, steel, etc.; and the Temple of Wealth, which specializes in transporting arms, slaves, and intelligence for the Pantheon, the Nine Hells of Baator, and plane power forces.

The Temple of Wealth is said to be secretly supported by the Lord of Hell in the Nine Hells of Baator, and its headquarters is located on the ninth layer of the Nine Hells of Baator. Most of the high-level members are devils, and a small number are Pantheon members and plane powerhouses.

The Trade Alliance belongs to a loose trade organization. Anyone who has their own trade network on a plane or in the Astral Plane can apply to join. A plane or an adjacent area elects a spokesperson together.

After Sakavi settled in a half-plane, he sought out Aluzi and bought a large amount of materials for making skeleton warriors from him.

A half-plane is also called an unformed plane, where elemental disturbance is very severe, or the proportion of a single element is unbalanced. Those that attach to a complete plane are what people call moons. And those that are not attached will form small planes after several years.

Sakavi, who made up his mind to turn over a new leaf and be a new person, planned to create souls himself and never harm the Kuo-toa again. Mainly because it affects his reputation too much, he really doesn't dare to do it anymore.

Souls are created by the Lord of the Styx and then thrown into the eternal chaos, drifting to every new life. Ordinary people do not have the strength to create souls. Of course, Sakavi did not intend to create fully functional ones.

What Sakavi wants to create is something similar to the puppets popular in this world. Some puppets with specific programs written in can have a certain thinking ability, but they can only be used for some simple and single thinking.

Sakavi decided to integrate this technology into a soul that only has a shell. This hypothesis has not been tried by anyone yet, at least Sakavi hasn't heard of it.

The experimental process is always difficult and long. In more than a year, Sakavi modified the design theory more than 30 times on a large scale and made more than 2,000 trial souls. Finally, he made the lowest-level skeleton soldiers that can understand simple commands and can barely coordinate their limbs.

After another half a year of unremitting transformation, the youth version of the soul with Sakavi's patent finally met the factory requirements. Sakavi immediately called Aluzi and bought all the remaining money into materials for making skeletons.

Half a year later, looking at the 100,000 Death Knights, 20,000 skeleton crossbowmen, 8,000 undead warlocks, 3,000 undead assassins, and 10,000 improved gargoyles standing in front of him.

Sakavi indicated that expanding the territory and training soldiers hard, how can it be as fast as directly taking money to explode soldiers? Going to harm planes just to explode simple skeleton soldiers, that's what poor people do.

After exploding the soldiers, Sakavi felt that he should go find that old bastard Laste to settle the account. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====