1514 Double The Quantity (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Lesser Lamias and Lamias were not truly fearless. They no longer dared to press forward after seeing Mo Fan massacre their comrades!
Their levels were not that high, and it was quite obvious that their numbers did not really matter to the human blocking their path. A brown-red Lamia began to release a piercing cry, signaling the others to retreat!
Mo Fan was not pleased when the demon creatures decided to retreat. They were supposed to be contributing to his wealth; how could he let them leave like that?
”Thorns of the Shadow Rose!”
Countless Thorns of the Shadow Rose were fired at the Lesser Lamias from the Swamp of Darkness as they were fleeing for their lives.
These thorns had the ability to impair their target's movement. The Lesser Lamias that were struck by the thorns froze in place. The Flying Creek Snow Wolf and Little Flame Belle quickly caught up to them and reaped their lives.
Mo Fan's Giant Shadow Spikes were absolutely terrifying under the effects of the Swamp of Darkness. The Thorns of the Shadow Rose basically paralyzed a great bunch of Lesser Lamias and Lamias!
More Soul Remnants and Soul Essences flew toward Mo Fan. These Lesser Lamias and Lamias might not be high level, but since they hung around with the undead a lot, their souls were more valuable than ordinary demon creatures, and so the quality of their Soul Remnants and Soul Essences were significantly better, too!
A lot of Soul Remnants flew into the Little Loach Pendant's Underworld River. It was now fully lit up by the light emitted by the deceased spirits, a spectacular sight. The souls lingering along the river were continuously refined into one complete Soul Essence after another!
Mo Fan no longer needed Servant-class Soul Essences, so he simply asked Little Loach to further refine them into Warrior-level Soul Essences to provide him with a better supply of Warrior-level Soul Essences.
Mo Fan believed it was better to enhance the level of his Summoning army at the Warrior-level to inflict greater destruction upon the enemy. As for the Servant-class… Mo Fan felt like they could no longer be of any use to him. Even though Servant-class creatures might still wear out a high-level creature by abusing their numbers, if he was planning to raise his own Summoned army, why wouldn't he strive for a higher-level army instead?
The production from Little Loach's factory was flowing as smooth as silk. The Lesser Lamias that Mo Fan slew were instantly turned into Soul Essences. He now had thirty-one of them, with three not refined by Little Loach but directly obtained from the Lesser Lamias. Mo Fan could sell these Soul Essences for money, but since he needed them to grow his army, he believed it was better to feed them to the Magic Medium Ring for now.
Thirty-one Servant-class Soul Essences could be refined into six Warrior-level Soul Essences, and together with the other three, it meant he now had nine Warrior-level Soul Essences!
Unfortunately, almost half of the Lesser Lamias had run away; he wasn't able to kill them in time. Otherwise, he would have collected even more Soul Essences!
Mo Fan fed all nine Warrior-level Soul Essences to the Magic Medium Ring. Nine glowing half-circles wrapped around Mo Fan's finger and flickered before vanishing into thin air. The Magic Medium Ring stopped glowing and disappeared too.
”Nine Warrior-level Soul Essences?” Brianca was surprised when she noticed the flicker of light.
Mo Fan realized he was being too obvious about this. He quickly explained, ”I already had six before, and I was quite lucky to collect three more from killing the demon creatures… hehe!”
Even though some expensive Soul Container had similar uses to the Little Loach Pendant, their rate of transformation and efficiency were extremely low. They would need around five hundred Soul Remnants to refine a single Soul Essence; not many Mages in the world could really take out five hundred demon creatures within a short period of time.
Mo Fan had no intention to tell anyone about Little Loach's magical power.
”Oh, oh, I thought you had a really extraordinary Soul Container...” Happily, Brianca did not doubt Mo Fan's words at all. She had no reason to doubt him, assuming it was unlikely for such a powerful Soul Container to exist in the world.
”It's a pity that they ran away. Otherwise, I would have collected more of them,” Mo Fan let out a sigh as he watched the Lesser Lamias and Lamias fleeing into the distance.
”Mo Fan, I gave it to you to help you become stronger, but I don't want you to place yourself in danger by initiating fights against the demon creatures just so you can improve the number of creatures you can Summon,” Brianca was a little worried when she saw Mo Fan lamenting that he did not have enough.
”Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not a lunatic. I won't just go around and fight the demon creatures to death,” Mo Fan said.
Brianca was not too convinced by Mo Fan's promise. She could easily tell from Mo Fan's fighting style that it was not his first time fighting demon creatures while surrounded by them...
Mo Fan's Summoning Gate limit had risen to fifty-three after he fed the nine Warrior-level Soul Essences to the Magic Medium Ring: forty-three Enormous White Wolves, and ten White-Marked Wolves!
Mo Fan was planning to further increase the number of White-marked Wolves. If anyone dared trouble him again, he would just unleash the army of wolves at the person, just so they would doubt why they were even born in the first place!
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Mo Fan and Brianca finally left the jungle. Mo Fan was a little worn out after the battle, having consumed a significant amount of his energy. Cairo was their actual destination. Once the battle at Cairo came to an end, they would have to resume their journey. It was important to be fully rested by then!
Not long after they left, a captain riding a Desert Beetle showed up leading a bunch of Battlemages.