Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Blood Essence as the lead, and soul as the base – Puppet Seal!
Yang Ling chanted the Wizard Mantra and forced a drop of Blood Essence into Church Templar Odombra’s body. A large amount of Wizard Power and Mental Power surged out and concentrated the Puppet Seal in Odombra’s body with the support and help of the Great Wizard Seal, transforming him into a puppet while his soul was separated and imprinted the Great Wizard Seal deep within his soul.
Just like the Wizard Warriors, the Puppet Wizards were a part of the Ancient Wizards. They would be able to clone a thousand and million version of themselves like Ymort with the help of the scorpions after reaching a certain level of practise. They would become a different kind of Immortal Wizard and achieve a significant strength.
Although Yang Ling had focused his energy on practicing the Soul Wizardry, he had improved greatly on his Wizard Power and Mental Power, while also increased his knowledge on the Puppet Spell, after advancing to a High Level Divine Wizard.
The puppets that he had created previously were able to maintain a certain level of consciousness. However, their movements were stiff and were dull in energy. Even after training for some time, they were still flawed and people would be able to spot something amiss if there were careless. This was the reason why Yang Ling couldn’t realise his ideal of using the puppets to look into the Church’s inner situation.
However, it’s different now that he could use the support of the Great Wizard Seal to concentrate the Puppet Seal in Odombra’s body. He would create a puppet that is close to perfection after leaving his personal Soul Seal deep within his soul.
With almost no damage to the memory, a conscious that is still aware but under the control of the Great Wizard, and no changes to the outer appearance… All these made Odombra a puppet in its real definition. Even his closest friends and family might not be able to realise the change deep within his soul. If Yang Ling would like to, he could even erase or insert some memory such that Odombra wouldn’t notice that he has already became somebody else’s puppet.
“Hehe, history’s first Templar Puppet in the continent – Odombra. I hope you will not disappoint me!”
Yang Ling smiled coldly after he erased Odombra’s memory of his last moments and inserted a portion of fabricated memory. “Throw Odombra behind the Mountain Valley, Seylius. Act quickly as he will be awake soon!
“Sir, is that it… You are letting him go just like that?” The Flying Dragon King Seylius felt resentful as he looked at the unconscious Odombra.
“Kekeke. Do you want to eat him up instead of releasing him, Seylius?” The old and cheeky Corpse Wizard King licked his lips as he looked at the perplexed Flying Dragon King and the unconscious Odombra.
Due to the Church’s Templars have powerful strengths in addition to their belief, the energy contained in their Blood Essence and soul exceeded that of an ordinary person. The Corpse Wizard King could not forget what its like after getting a taste of it. If he didn’t knew that Odombra was Yang Ling’s bait, he would have really wanted to swallow up the Church Templar leader and gobble up its Blood Essence and Soul.
Although the Flying Dragon King Seylius doesn’t understand the deeper meaning of Yang Ling’s purpose, he could acutely sense that Yang Ling had done something to Odombro’s brain with the Corpse Wizard King’s powerful Mental Energy. Even if he wasn’t sure of Yang Ling’s true intentions, he understood that Yang Ling wouldn’t be that kind to let Odombra go.
Seylius shook his head as he looked at Corpse Wizard King the old monster. He left quickly after picking up the unconscious Odombra and threw him behind a huge rock outside the Mountain Valley. Just as he successfully hidden himself, the unconsciousness Odombra began to wake up slowly and left quickly in shock after catching sight of the tempestuous Undead Army in the Mountain Valley.
“Do you want me to follow after him and take a look, sir?” The Dark Dragon King clenched his fist as he Odombra left quickly.
“Hehe, don’t worry. He won’t be able to escape my clutches no matter how fast he is!” Yang Ling smiled mysteriously and paused for a moment before continuing, “Lead your Undead Army and follow after him quietly, Rodriguez. Don’t let the guys from the Church get too comfortable!”
“Kekeke, I understand. I will not let them eat or sleep well, and make them see the means of a true Corpse Wizard!” The Corpse Wizard King gave an evil smile. He received the order and led the Undead Army to chase after the footsteps of the Church. They have recruited zombies, mummies and other dead souls as their hurried on their way, and the troop got increasingly bigger.
To prevent exposing his identity while he was above the ground, he had no choice but to hide his strength and energy. He couldn’t even take it out on anyone who he wasn’t happy with to his heart’s content. However it is different now in the dark and creepy Underground Tomb. He wouldn’t have to worry about exposing his identity with a sheet of human skin covering over him, and wouldn’t have to suppress and hide his strength anymore.
The dark and creepy Underground Tomb brought him back to the Dimensions of Dead Souls where he felt like a duck to water. His astonishing strength were displayed in its full glory!
The Scorpion King Ymort shook his head with envy as he looked at the increasing strength of the Undead Army under Corpse Wizard King, and then at his own Scorpion Army. Although there was an increasing number of little scorpions breeding out of the Scorpion Base in a space inside the Wizard’s Pagoda, every scorpions that he controlled would consume another portion of his soul and Mental Energy. Hence, he was still not able to expand the Scorpion Army at his current state. As compared to the Corpse Wizard King who could summon a large number of dead souls with a small amount of magical powers and increase his strength rapidly, he was still lacking a lot in this area.
“Are there any other special places in the Underground Tomb, Ymort?” Yang Ling was filled with energy after swallowing a few Magical Beasts Blood Orbs to recover his depleted Wizard Power and Mental Energy. He was prepared to do a sweep at the perimeter of the Underground Tomb before going in.
With the Corpse Wizard King right on their heels and attacking them, the Church would only suffer more casualties on their way. Elder Brown might become their slave commander even without him taking care of the matter personally, and it wouldn’t be too late for him to deal with the matter himself by then. It was not necessary for him to chase after and attack them personally, to prevent from exposing any clues carelessly.
Besides, according to the estimation of the journey, the major powers would still require at least a day’s time to find the entrance to the next level. It wouldn’t be too late to enter after the they have figured out the way inside and got an understanding the situation. It would be such a waste to not put all these free labor to good use. After all, the strategic mission of this trip was to destroy the Underground zombie and to get rid of the guys from the Church. It wouldn’t be worth it for him to spearhead in without any regards for the legendary and imaginary Staff of Life, as well as the Teleportation Portal.
It would be easy to imagine how terrifying the deep ends of the Tomb would be from how strange the Underground Tomb’s perimeter was. The one who runs the fastest would usually be the first to fall! The first person to attain the divine instrument might not be the final winner as well.
It’s the wisest choice to remain alert, reserve their strength and react accordingly to the situation in a place like the Underground Tomb, that was filled with unknown dangers.
“Well… Based on my knowledge, there are no other treasures in the premiere of the Underground Tomb. Unless…” Ymort frowned and tried hard to remember how is it like in the Underground Tomb. He hesitated for a moment before continuing, “There’s a mountain valley nearby the entrance to the deep ends of the Underground Tomb, which was the territory of the Dead Soul Knight’s commander – Winnink. It was rumored that he possessed a cloak that can turn invisible, but I’m not sure if it’s true.”
A cloak that can turn invisible?
Remembering the few female hunters and female arches that could turn invisible and their shadow-like silhouette, Yang Ling smiled and said plainly, “Well, very well. We would still reach the vicinity of the entrance even without the Invisible Cloak! Let’s go and steal the so-called Invisible Cloak to keep ourselves warm. Every has to steal one, don’t miss out on any!”
The Scorpion King Ymort nearly fainted after hearing Yang Ling’s words. Legend has it that the Invisible Cloak was the Dead Soul Knight Commander Winnink’s invincible weapon. After putting it on, one would be able to hide all traces and launch a sudden attack on their enemy such that they would not be able to react in time. Much to his shock, Yang Ling had actually wanted to steal it for warmth, for everyone!
If the Dead Soul Knight Commander Winnink possessed a large quantity of Invisible Cloak, he would have taken over the entire perimeter of the Underground Tomb by now, and led the Undead Army charging into the deep ends of the Underground Tomb. Why would they get their turn to do so?
“Hehe. Everyone would at least need more than two pieces, sir. One for wearing and one to be held on hand. That would feel good!” The Dark Dragon King cracked his bowl-sized fist excitedly as he thought of himself creeping quietly close to his enemies after becoming invisible, and how exhilarating it would feel to snap off the opponent’s neck or how hearty it would feel to hold firmly onto both of his opponent’s legs while forcefully tearing them into half.
Under Yang Ling’s subtle influence over a period of time, everyone was proud of the success of their treacherous and surprise attacks They seek the most simple, effortless and efficient way to kill. Even the Dark Dragon King who was known for having the best combat abilities war no exception.
“It wouldn’t be a problem for them to have two pieces each. As for you, you can keep your neck exposed.” Yang Ling smiled as he looked at the Dark Dragon King who was high on his thoughts. “Your physique is too huge and it would be indecent to cover it with a tiny cloak. Be mindful that the Corpse Wizard King and the others might be to embarrassed to walk beside you when that happens!”
“Exactly. Please don’t say that you come from our Magical Beasts Territory when that happens. It’s so embarrassing!” The scrawny Ymort laughed cunningly, lifted his chest and tucked in his tummy as he looked at Dark Dragon King’s physique that’s comparable to a big black bear. It was not known if it’s due to his rare agitation or bigger than usual actions, that caused him to drop a layer of scorpions carelessly and made him deflate like a burst tyre. Yang Ling broke out in sweat at the sight, while the Thousand-faced Mink laying on his shoulders shut his eyes tightly after letting out a scream. He only took a peak through the holes between his claws after a long while.
“I’m sorry, my children are hungry and therefore the over-reaction!” Ymort picked up the scorpions on the floor and pressed them one-by-one like mud onto himself. Everyone broke out in sweat at the sight of all the wriggling scorpions.
“Ymort, if you ever do something so disgusting again, be careful as I will grind every one of your scorpions to death!” The Dark Dragon King said as he clenched his thick and large fist.
“No, it’s too wasteful to grind them to death. We should bake them till they turn golden in cooking oil and sell it in the Magical Beasts Plaza. Our business will definitely be booming if we say that they are rare golden dragon meat!” Seylius had an evil smile as he looked at the scorpions on Ymort, as if they were many crystal coins.
“That’s not right. I’ve heard that eating scorpions are good for the health. Don’t miss it, everyone!” Yang Ling laughed.
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Accompanied by the squabble between the Dark Dragon King and the Flying Dragon King, and the laughter of the Purple Rat Little at the fight, Ymort hurried on his way with big steps and led everyone to the Mountain Valley of the Dead Soul Knights. As their journey continued, there were more and more Dead Soul Knights riding on Bone Horses, as the death energy got stronger and stronger. Before they know it, they were getting closer to the deep ends of the Underground Tomb.
