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Chapter 914

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"A mere twenty million garrison, and you dare to ambush me?"

Seeing Yun Shen sliced off the head of the last enemy with one sword stroke, quietly watching that head and the headless corpse fall to the ground.

This war, because of this, ushered in a halftime break.

Overlooking the bloody scene on the earth, a sense of emptiness—the feeling that it is lonely at the top—inexplicably emerged from the depths of his heart.

Actually, it wasn't that he couldn't understand Lan En's tactics; the other side couldn't possibly let hundreds of millions of units garrison here, after all, no one knew if he would actually come.

If he didn't come, then so many troops would lose three full days of monster-grinding time, which, calculated practically, was quite a large loss.

Lan En held fifty Legendary Unsealing Cards, and it wasn't incomprehensible that he would become arrogant enough to think he could deal with him.

But the result proved that Seeing Yun Shen was the only winner, and the Blood Scale Realm District lost everything.

Seeing Yun Shen continued to control the Seven Luminaries Rotation Array, using elemental power to create an illusion inside of an ongoing fierce battle.

In this way, as long as reinforcements arrived on the battlefield, they would likely enter the range of the formation quietly, gradually killing each other, or be finished off by sneak attacks from ghost soldiers.

"The losses in this battle are really not small."

Seeing Yun Shen looked at the five million surviving ghost soldiers with some heartache.

Half of them died in one battle; if this were ten million Bloody Valkyries or ten million Sword Feather Gate troops, at least ninety-nine percent would have survived.

In the end, ghost soldiers were still too weak.

Free things, the quality is indeed poor.

Ghost soldiers could not rely on soul crystals to upgrade, could not use skill books, and could only rely on devouring soul bodies to improve themselves, which is to say, souls.

Energies like Yin Qi, evil spirits, and demonic energy were also fine, but Seeing Yun Shen currently couldn't obtain them in large quantities, so there was no need to consider them.

Fortunately, there would be follow-up income, and more armies would come.

Seeing Yun Shen silently set a small goal for himself: at least let one hundred million soul bodies enter the banner for a chat, and then decide based on the situation.

"Everyone come in first to heal."

After Seeing Yun Shen landed, he waved his hand, and most of the ghost soldiers returned to the banner space they were loyal to.

Since he wanted to heal them, he had to prepare enough soul bodies for them.

In that battle just now, the Human Emperor Soul-Suppressing Banner forcibly collected twenty million soul bodies, all detained within, unable to escape.

If he let the ghost soldiers devour them directly, as long as they had prepared high-level resurrection paths in advance, they could be resurrected in the Main World.

The number of such people was extremely rare, but he had to be on guard.

After all, he still had to sit and wait for reinforcements to come and die; if even one more person left alive, he might earn a little less.

And refining all soul bodies into ghost soldiers not only required a certain amount of time, but the total amount of soul power in the soul bodies would also decrease, which wasn't very cost-effective.

Fortunately, if resurrection paths were prepared in advance, they could generally be detected in the soul.

Especially after mastering the Human Emperor Soul-Suppressing Banner, all soul bodies that entered the banner space had nowhere to hide in Seeing Yun Shen's eyes; he could tell at a glance whether the other party had prepared a resurrection path, and at the very least, with a slight movement, he could erase such resurrection paths.

However, these people couldn't "die" yet, otherwise, if too many people died at once, the outside world would definitely know something had happened here.

Seeing Yun Shen specifically had the ghost soldiers separate the soul bodies of heroes and troops, other than the Lords, for him.

Afterward, he prioritized throwing the male and genderless soul bodies to the ghost soldiers to devour, and then slowly screened the rest.

As long as he felt they were not bad, he could refine them into ghost soldiers to replenish the troops lost today.

Seeing Yun Shen felt like an undead mage, in large-scale wars, using war to support war, constantly strengthening the undead legion.

Just as Seeing Yun Shen was busy, Philippa, who had been hiding below, also ran over.

"You... wiped them all out by yourself?"

Philippa was still somewhat incredulous; there were too many corpses on the ground, and she didn't know how many of the garrison Lan En had ambushed here had escaped, and how many had died.

"Pretty much, though some probably ran away; the kill count is over twenty million."

While Seeing Yun Shen was speaking, he didn't forget to pick and choose among the soul bodies; one by one, soul bodies entered the ghost soldier reserves and were being refined at full speed.

The refining process could be carried out simultaneously, meaning that whether refining one soul body or one hundred at the same time, it wouldn't affect each other.

If not for this, Seeing Yun Shen wouldn't be able to hold ten million ghost soldiers.

"Then... I'll leave first?"

Philippa was a bit coy.

It might be because of the romantic bridge that had occurred between the two earlier, which made Philippa develop dependence and affection, wanting to stay a while longer, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Seeing Yun Shen's movements paused, "Wait."

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