Chapter 256: Who Is the Master Here

Seeing Ange summoned the Scythe of Death, but before he could act, a beam of light shot from behind him, striking one of the Black Warrior Dukes.

Turning back, he saw the Little Angel holding both hands in a pushing posture, its light wings shattering inch by inch behind it.

Since it had been able to condense light wings, it could cast Holy Light Brilliance without true wings, though the power would be reduced by more than half.

However, Black Warriors feared this kind of pure energy attack the most, especially when augmented with extra damage, because the Black Warriors' forms were also soul energy, making them most susceptible to being burned by holy light.

After the beam passed, the Black Warrior Duke hissed into a cloud of black smoke and vanished.

The other Black Warrior Duke was terrified, stopping his steps; the cruelty on his face from the previous second was gone, replaced by doubt and alarm.

But seeing the Little Angel's light wings shatter, his courage returned. Just as he stepped forward, a black beam suddenly shot from Seeing Ange's other side, swallowing the second Black Warrior's form—Death Breath Shockwave.

The black beam vanished, and the Black Warrior disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Ange looked puzzled toward the other side, where the Little Zombie was sticking out its tongue, panting heavily; of course, it wasn't breathing air, but death breath as thick as fog.

Seeing Seeing Ange look over, the Little Zombie quickly stood straight: "Awo~"

"Has the Little Zombie learned the Death Breath Shockwave?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si said in surprise.

Admittedly, theoretically, any skill Seeing Ange mastered could be quickly mastered by the Little Zombie, and he would naturally not be stingy with the Little Zombie, but the difficulty of the Death Breath Shockwave lay not in technique, but in the 'quantity' of death breath.

If the place was thick with death breath, casting the Death Breath Shockwave was easier; if not, one had to rely on a continuous flow of soul energy to force it through, just as Seeing Ange did.

Where did the Little Zombie get so much death breath to cast this move?

These questions floated in Lord Nai Ge Li Si's mind, but Seeing Ange's heart was utterly calm; he didn't care why the Little Zombie could cast this move; as long as it was cast, that was enough. While Lord Nai Ge Li Si was lost in wild speculation, Seeing Ange had already shouldered the scythe and charged at the last Black Warrior.

The situation reversed instantly; the Black Warrior Emperor, who had originally been fighting three against one, was now left with only himself.

The Black Warrior Emperor made an immediate decision, turned around, and fled.

Luo Ge was also a Black Warrior, with higher martial arts than the Black Warrior Emperor; three against one still had a chance of victory, but now it was one against four; only a fool wouldn't run.

"Want to run? Can you escape? Under the clean moonlight, your steps are like Lei Ting." Luo Ge spoke with emotion, as if reciting something; his attacks instantly accelerated, blade light spilling like mercury, penetrating everywhere; with a 'swish', he sliced off one of the enemy's arms.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si's heart skipped a beat; he hurriedly said to Seeing Ange, "We're doomed, quickly notify Anthony; Luo Ge must have read some nonsensical idle book again."

As a soul with delicate thoughts and sentimental feelings, Luo Ge's greatest enemy was those whining idle books; reading them made him depressed.

During this period, to settle the companions of Dark Side City, Luo Ge had been busy in the Abyss of Rest; with more free time, he must have gone looking for some nonsensical things to read again.

The enemy Black Warrior, having discarded an arm, sprinted quickly, running faster and faster until he shook out afterimages, as if he had gained two extra legs...

Wait, not afterimages; he had truly gained two extra legs and a horse's head. In the midst of his frantic sprint, a horse materialized beneath him, galloping with all four hooves.

The Black Warrior transformed into a Black Knight, like a wisp of black smoke...

A huge fruit was accurately thrown in front of the Black Warrior Emperor; like an explosive fruit, it burst open, its seeds sweeping in all directions like shrapnel, covering a vast area of space.

The Black Warrior Emperor clapped his palms together in front of him, condensing a translucent shield; the seeds struck it like raindrops hitting leaves, producing a continuous series of dull 'puff-puff-puff' sounds, and then the seeds exploded.

The explosive power of the seeds was not great, but the sheer number was overwhelming; hundreds of seeds exploded on the shield, forcibly eroding it away.

That was not all; the powder from the exploding seeds dispersed like fog, covering a vast expanse of space and enveloping the shieldless Black Warrior Emperor.

The Black Warrior Emperor rejoiced in his heart: "Light bless me!" With a 'whoosh', he also dispersed his form.

With the cover of this fog, was there any fear of not escaping?

Unfortunately, the Black Warrior Emperor had seen too little; by the time the fog cleared, he discovered he was frozen there, unable to move a muscle.

A unicorn walked over, its horn flickering with lightning, its eyes gleaming as it looked at him.

The Black Warrior Emperor's heart skipped a beat, despair rising: How could there be a unicorn?

Unicorns were the natural enemies of all creatures that hid and lurked; pure unicorns could see through all disguises. With a unicorn present, he could not possibly escape using concealment methods, let alone being frozen by some inexplicable means.

But Lightning had never demonstrated this ability, because: "That is a skill only pure unicorns possess; what does it have to do with me, Lightning!"

Lightning kicked him with a hoof; a frozen human figure instantly scattered across the ground like a pile of sand.

"What new fruit is this? So useful; it can even freeze the form of a Black Warrior," Lightning said in disbelief.

From afar, carried by the wind, came some voices: "Gum Explosive Fruit, a new fruit bestowed upon me by the God of Life."

The God of Life? Lightning looked up at Seeing Ange's head, where a small sapling clung to the rim of the pot, a single leaf swaying in the night wind as if asleep.

The shattered Black Warriors were kicked into a pile by everyone and gathered around to watch.

"So magical; even soul forms can be frozen. What kind of gum is this?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si's shell finally caught up; with a small claw, it picked up a piece and squeezed it; the texture felt very much like chopped slime.

Luo Ge also felt somewhat guilty; picking up a piece, he said, "The power is too terrifying; the coverage area is so large, there's no way to dodge. Is this the strength of the War Giant Tree?"

Luo Ge was also a Black Warrior; if such a huge fruit were dropped on him, he too would have no way to dodge.

In the night wind, a low voice drifted from afar: "War has come; you can trust the Treants."

Originally thought to be just a chatty Treant, unexpectedly one fruit had solved a Black Warrior Emperor; they had found a treasure.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si said excitedly, "You are truly amazing; I'll add some farm manure for you later. How do we release him? I want to interrogate him."

"Ah? I don't know; this is my first time using this kind of fruit," Gol's words drifted on the wind.

The shattered pieces on the ground couldn't even be pieced back together; finally, Seeing Ange took the Scythe of Death, swept it across the shattered gum, and hooked out a soul flame.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si solemnly asked this Black Warrior Emperor, "How did you come here?"

Anthony, who had been urgently summoned, looked at the tightly bound Black Warrior Emperor before him; his face was full of question marks: "Where did you come from?"

Black Warriors were artificial undead; this 'person' referred to Anthony; it was 'this person' who created them; he invented the Reincarnation Altar and reversed the form of life, transforming energy-state spirits into semi-material, semi-energy Black Warriors.

All Black Warriors should have some connection to him; how could there be three Black Warriors he did not recognize?

The Black Warrior Emperor slowly said, "I come from the Light. You heretics, release me immediately, or the wrathful holy light will purify you all!"

The Black Warrior's words left everyone stunned: "The Church of Light? A Black Warrior? Believing in the Light?"

Lord Nai Ge Li Si couldn't help but ask, "You call us heretics; are you not one? Holy light would purify you just the same."

"No, I am merely a shadow beneath the Light. Holy light always has darkness it cannot reach; we are responsible for purifying the filth within the shadows," the Black Warrior said devoutly.

"Oh, I know who you are now, Shadow Knight. Do you know Julian?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si remembered the Shadow Knight who had been slapped by the Big Cat and sent flying who-knows-where.

The Black Warrior looked deeply at it and said, "It seems Julian died at your hands."

"No, no, we didn't, don't talk nonsense, it wasn't us who killed them." Nai Ge Li Si denied, wanting to say more, but was shoved aside by Ang Dongni.

"Lord Nai Ge, don't interrupt, ask the important stuff, you're killing me here." Ang Dongni was unusually anxious — they were asking questions, how did it turn into chatting?

After shoving Nai Ge Li Si aside, Ang Dongni stepped up personally to ask: "How did you reincarnate into Black Warriors? Where did you reincarnate? Who reincarnated you? Speak fast, or I'll let you have a taste of my Soul-Searching Technique."

The Black Warrior said disdainfully: "So long as faith is devout, the light will surely shine upon you; the tricks of heretics cannot touch my body."

Ang Dongni curled his lip and said disdainfully: "I wonder who the real heretic is. My light outshines yours."

As he spoke, he summoned Holy Light and pressed it onto the Black Warrior's head.

The Black Warrior panicked: "Such powerful holy force, at least an Archbishop — who are you?"

After a bout of harsh torture plus Soul-Searching, the Black Warrior was simply erased, and Ang Dongni got the information he wanted.

He was seen slumping to the ground, gasping for breath as he said: "I think I roughly know what's going on. The Craftsman's Eye can deconstruct the principles of whatever it sees, so some reincarnation altar must have been seen by the Craftsman's Eye, and that's how they mastered the method to reincarnate Black Warriors."

"Craftsman's Eye?" Nai Ge Li Si asked, puzzled: "Dwarves?"

"Right, the divine technique of the dwarven god of forging." Ang Dongni replied, his tone no longer carrying the earlier irritation, because in the end it was confirmed that it wasn't someone close to him who had betrayed him, nor had he leaked the secret himself.

"How did dwarves end up working with the Church of Light?" Nai Ge Li Si exclaimed in surprise.

"What's so strange about that? Dwarves are now as poor as refugees now — give them alcohol and they'll work with demons. That fake Holy Hammer of Earth of mine was forged by dwarves, and I'm still keeping a dwarf under me right now." Ang Dongni said.

"Have dwarves fallen this low?" Nai Ge Li Si was shocked — these were the people who claimed to be children of the god of war and forging, dwarves with Titan blood, how had they fallen to such a state?

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later. My lord, you're in trouble — Dai Sen has set his sights on Meishencheng. These Black Warriors are his scouts, sent to probe the true strength of Meishencheng." Ang Dongni said.

Dai Sen is the Archbishop of the diocese of the Fallen Lands, and because he spent years fighting undead on the front lines, the strength under his command could even be said to be the strongest among the three major dioceses.

Now the diocese has fallen, and a huge crowd has fled back — how to settle them became a major problem.

In the main plane, brute force alone is useless; connections, reputation, social savvy — none of these are things these people can handle. Having fought undead for so long, their dispositions had also become rather blunt and straightforward.

In less than two months, they were conquered through money, beauty, entertainment, and the like, causing many great laughs.

Dai Sen took the seat of Archbishop of the Western Diocese and settled part of them, but more people couldn't be placed — one radish one hole, to settle one, you first have to kick out whoever's already in that position.

Many people's positions were hereditary, with intricate webs of connections, like a net — kicking out one person would tug on the entire net and provoke fierce backlash.

If the old-timers couldn't be kicked out, could the positions be expanded? No — the nobles and merchants were unwilling. They were already paying tribute for ten, and now five more came, doubling the burden — how could they be happy?

As for why a fifty-percent increase doubled the burden? It's not that they're bad at math — it's that you don't understand human nature.

The original old-timers were also unwilling, afraid the newcomers would thin out their own interests, so they banded together to resist.

For the sake of harmony within the Church, Dai Sen had no choice but to step back and pick a place that could settle his subordinates yet didn't belong to the original Church's territory. He searched around the map and found the Republic of Stars.

"No no no, those magic lunatics aren't people we can afford to offend, cross it out, cross it out." He crossed the Republic of Stars off the list, and the fresh, tender Meishencheng became the only target.

At first, Dai Sen's subordinates were very resistant to this target: "A new city in the desert? You're exiling us, aren't you, Archbishop? We've followed you for so many years — even if we have no merit, we have our share of hardship. You can't treat us like this."

Afraid his subordinates would rebel, Dai Sen quickly projected a magic three-dimensional map, and a three-dimensional illusion of Meishencheng appeared on the table. This had all been quietly drawn by Church spies, and except for the freshly planted War Giant Tree, it was identical to the current Meishencheng — truly a city shrouded in forest.

"How beautiful — is this really a city in the desert?" These people who had returned from the Fallen Lands couldn't stand to see such lush, verdant cities the most, because the Fallen Lands were too desolate — so desolate that now they felt a sense of endearment at the sight of green.

"That's not all — look at their industries." Dai Sen passed around Meishencheng's promotional posters and price lists for everyone to see, and the sound of gasps never stopped.

Nice environment, rich, no deep roots — a fat sheep ripe for the taking. Everyone was drooling.

"But isn't it said they're under elven protection? If we set our sights on that place, will it anger the elves?" someone asked hesitantly.

"Heh, we're hitting precisely because of the elves. In the last two years, the elves have already carried out two war intimidation campaigns, throwing everyone into panic. They never think about who it was that drove them into the Elven Forest — it's time to let them feel once again the fear of being ruled by humans."

Dai Sen said with a sinister grin: "Take down Meishencheng. If the elves dare to make a move, give them a Shenkede lesson — this is also His Eminence's intention. The Seth Empire and the Capricorn Empire have already made their war preparations. The main plane is humanity's main plane — let them know who the real master here is."