The Rise of the Cemetery

In comparison, the body of the 13th-level evil spirit was more solidified and tougher, and it took almost a cup of tea to eat up that banshee. As an evil spirit born from a level 19 demon, it was able to retain its level 13 strength in such a unique environment as the soul box. But if the same situation is placed in a natural environment, it will be very difficult to maintain the strength of level 5.

Of course, if you give it a long enough time and give it a good living environment, it might become a new overlord in the spirit body. This is how many large and small lords in the undead world were born, relying on the passage of time and accumulation to form such a scale.

The evil spirit devoured one of its kind, and the resentment deep in the soul was temporarily satisfied, sinking contentedly at the bottom of the soul box. A dozen or so slender tentacles pulled out from the light cluster of the soul body also hung down softly, as if they were digesting food. Of course, the battle next door also attracted the attention of the plane's consciousness projection. After silently watching the one-sided battle, a bad premonition would always float in the depths of its consciousness from time to time.

Sure enough, before it could think clearly about the iron-headed man's intentions, a thumb-sized soul crystal landed on the soul box above its head. Seeing the soul crystal slowly blending in, it fled to the bottom of the soul box in horror, its whole body became dim, and it focused on the changes in the field.

With a crisp "tick", the new soul crystal melted from the top and fell to the bottom of the soul box crisply. The impact of the crystals was crisp and pleasant, but it was thrilling and shocking to some guys' ears.

With a faintly sinister smile, a newly formed banshee floated out of the soul crystal. Compared with the previous one, this formed banshee is only level 5, but the ferocity that comes from the depths of the soul is no different.

Almost at the moment when she discovered the projection of the consciousness of the plane, the forming banshee transformed into a vicious face of a distorted woman, screaming and rushing towards the strangely delicious food.

Although the plane consciousness projection is inherited from the brutal and ferocious abyss plane origin, after all, it is just a small emotional manifestation of the opponent's huge subject consciousness. Not much talent in combat.

The light cluster formed by the projection of plane consciousness immediately began to flee crazily. Unfortunately, the space of the soul box is too narrow for these weightless guys, so after a few fingers, its screams can be heard endlessly.

This is an authentic spiritual language, a spiritual language that can directly resound in the depths of a creature's heart. It is usually used to influence and control the creatures on the plane controlled by its original breath, but now it can only be used to scream and howl.

Every time the formed banshee bites, it can tear off the gray-green puff like rags from the light ball. This is the body that is instinctively condensed by the projection of the plane consciousness, and there are traces of, A breath of abyss origin.

Out of the desire to strengthen her own soul, the formed banshee's attacks became more and more ferocious. The plane consciousness projection that was cornered finally gave up on fleeing, and under the stimulation of the core consciousness, turned around frantically to confront the opponent. The two entangled illusory creatures have transformed into various forms, and the purpose of all changes is to devour each other more conveniently.

For a while, the arena was silent and there was no sound, but under this deathly silence, there were two spirit bodies biting each other to the death.

As a creature like a spirit, you can say it has no body, or you can say it has a body. In the face of other races, they will avoid the greatest degree of physical damage by using the virtualization of their hands, but in the internal war of spirits, every time they grab and bite each other, they are hurting each other's body .

The tearing off of each piece of smoke fragments in the light group is not inferior to the same proportion of flesh and blood being torn off by normal humans. And this kind of pain cannot be avoided, it cannot be avoided, it will be directly engraved in the depths of the soul, making it crazy and violent.

The plane consciousness projection only lacks the means of attack, but it does not lack the tyrannical and manic attack instinct. Once the tyrannical nature deep in the core is aroused by the opponent's attack, it will immediately entangle with the opponent regardless.

In contrast, the soul body condensed by the projection of plane consciousness is more tenacious and stable, so while its own body is being continuously swallowed by the opponent, it is also devouring the opponent frantically.

After a quarter of an hour, the battle inside the soul box was finally over.

The scarred projection of the plane consciousness settled at the bottom of the soul box, like a wounded little beast, whining and licking its own wound with its tongue. The pure energy transformed from the devouring banshee just now flows in its body, and after a while, it will be able to repair its defective body, and even have some leftovers to make itself stronger.

Between becoming bigger and tougher, the plane consciousness projection chose the latter without hesitation. It has a hunch that such unlucky things may become the norm in its later life. It needs to choose a reasonable evolutionary direction for itself, at least it can be less painful when fighting...

The evil spirit in the next cage finished digesting the energy, and began to persistently hit the partition between the two. But this time, the light cluster formed by the projection of the consciousness of the plane did not instinctively hide in the corner, but stared at the opponent's changing body with the same fierce eyes.

"It's all energy, it's all nutrition, it's delicious food that can make you stronger and get rid of your status as a prey!" Guang Tuan thought fiercely.

Just after the two cellmates recovered their bodies, two new soul crystals appeared on the soul box again, this time at the same time.

Thus, a new battle started simultaneously on both sides of the soul box...

To outsiders, it is all the grotesque light and dark spectral changes, but to Isa who has been watching the whole process with great interest, it is a heavy book, every word and every sentence in it is so simple and straightforward White, yet meaningful.

The evolution and growth of a spirit body usually takes decades or hundreds of years. This is the manifestation of the laws of nature, and what he is doing now is just artificially speeding up the flow of time. For unqualified spirit bodies, this kind of human intervention is a road to destruction, but for the two special spirit bodies in the soul box, it is an opportunity to force them to constantly improve themselves.

Of course, Yisa would not simply give them growth cakes in good faith, and let them grow wildly and disorderly. Every formed banshee sent into it has been tampered with by him, and some memories he needs are engraved deep in the soul.

When the banshee was devoured, these soul fragments would also become part of the bodies of the two test subjects. Although most of the soul fragments will be turned into pure soul power to be absorbed by the other party, and one or two will not affect them, but ten, twenty, or one hundred can't be supported... Slowly accumulating in this way, their Consciousness and instinct will always be assimilated one day.

It sounds beautiful, a very creative experiment, but the price to be paid is also huge. At least these formed banshees are a real part of the cemetery city's combat power, but now they are all sadly reduced to some guys' food.

At the moment when this chaotic place had just experienced great turmoil, he was able to use his identity as an auxiliary manager to do something inside, reporting more battle damage and underreporting production, and using the data gap inside to squeeze out the experimental materials he needed. But this kind of behavior can't last long, otherwise the shrewd demon wizard and Plataya will sooner or later notice the strangeness in the strength of the troops.

At that time, I will have to face the monstrous wrath of the big boss behind the scenes!

It's nothing to secretly experiment with some spirit bodies. Compared with the intuitive benefits he can bring to the big boss, the young mage will definitely forgive himself. But once his act of acting privately behind his master's back is deemed "betrayal" by his master, the consequences will be serious. If there is no research result that can be handed out, there will probably be a serious crisis of trust in the cooperation between myself and that magical mage.

Judging from all aspects, Issa is unwilling to lose the trust of the other party, so this research must achieve results, or the kind of results he wants!

With all kinds of worries, the magic soul Isa gnashed his teeth and speeded up the progress of his experiment again...

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Compared with the thrilling battle in the abyss world, the battle in the undead world can only be described as anxious.

A large number of cemetery mercenaries poured into the Abyss Realm, making Stratholme, who was also at the forefront of the battle, a bit stretched, and the attack against the Undead Council seemed weak for a while. If it weren't for the Knights of the Ebon Blade led by Alsace still active in the rear of the opponent's territory, Stratholme would have become the most peaceful cemetery city.

But after the end of the plane war, the return of some cemetery mercenaries revived the capital of war again.

The cruel war between the planes used his own blood and fire to eliminate a large number of cemetery mercenaries with insufficient qualifications, but it also greatly improved the strength of the surviving cemetery mercenaries. A lot of meritorious service obtained from the war cannot be spent at all until the army construction of the land of chaos returns to its peak state.

Therefore, all of these returned cemetery mercenaries have become rich and wealthy, wielding a lot of meritorious service in their hands, and almost instantly bought out Stratholme's troop reserve, and by the way, booked the troop quota for the next month .

But at this moment, none of the mercenaries were still searching for missions in the mission hall. They all gathered in a corner of the huge square in the city, looking up at the huge ghost dragon circling and flying in the sky.

Now, there is no mercenary who doesn't know that the guy who is flying in the sky is still one of them-Moros 10 days ago. As for how a mid-level zombie lord could transform into the current high-level ghost dragon, the mercenaries were discussing a lot.

Some say that the big boss showed his supernatural power and cast an original magic spell to change Moros into what he is now; some say that after Moros was swallowed by the ghost dragon, the two souls merged to become what he is now. The ghost dragon Moros; some even swear that it was those high-ranking Lichs who dug out Moros's brain and stuffed it into the ghost dragon's head before the transformation was successful...

Although the opinions are not uniform, there is one insight that is unified, that is, Moros will soar into the sky from now on!