'Two bones of demon Generals, one Silver-grade and the other Gold-grade.'
Seeing their characteristics through the system, Lothur imdiately decided that he would have to send these bones to his won.
If one of them absorbed one of them before advancing to the 4th stage, she could raise the quality of one of them from Silver-grade to Gold-grade. As for the other one, it could also be boosted, even though it had no chance of reaching Platinum grade just with that advancent.
'I will use these people.' Lothur looked in the direction of the five who had brought him there, all of them staring in shock at the black water wheel near him.
By now, most of the spectres in the area had been fully absorbed by the River of Souls and disappeared from this world.
They were all forced to begin reincarnation under the Darkness Scythe's powers!
At the sa ti, Malte's soul was already about to climb the water wheel with no hope of escape.
Sam's widow managed to get dressed and leave the interior of that headquarters to see what was happening.
She had tears of blood streaming down her face as she saw the fate of her executioner being set.
'You are dead! You're dead. I don't need revenge anymore!' She shivered as a strange smile ford on her face.
As so people in her sect looked at her and saw traces of blood running down her legs, feeling anger at her inability to protect her, Corinna did sothing that caught everyone's attention.
Swooish!
As everyone looked at the River of Souls, a sound of a blade cutting the air sounded from Corinna's position before hitting sothing soft.
"Cough! Aaagh! Cough!"
Imdiately as one of the two won in Lothur's group of guides looked in the direction of that woman who had been raped, she opened her eyes in shock.
"She... That woman..."
"She killed herself?" The level 18 woman asked aloud as she saw the blood squirting from Corinna's neck as she held a blade near the wound.
Lothur narrowed his eyes as he saw that. 'What a sha... But after what happened here, she has the right to die as she chooses.
At least she can reincarnate and not continue wandering this world as a horrible creature.' He thought as he saw Corinna's soul following the flow of the River of Souls.
He could save her if he wanted to, but there was no reason to, so Lothur controlled the scythe in his hands and made the water wheel spin faster, speeding up the process.
By now, all the n of The Bears sect killed by the Protheus Flas had entered the reincarnation cycle, and only the survivors of The Gray Eagles were left behind.
Several were lying on the ground, too injured to do anything else. But so were looking in the direction of the ability of the Darkness Scythe, watching with tears in their eyes the end of Corinna.
As Sam's wife, they all respected Corinna. But knowing what had happened to her and how she had done the most challenging thing for cultivators to do, suicide, many there felt a massive weight in their hearts.
"Matriarch..." One man muttered as he had tears dripping from his eyes.
'Ti to end all this.' Lothur thought, watching the last souls pass through the River of Souls.
Amid the unexpected end to this conflict, Lothur's guides looked at him again, but this ti much more fearful, having seen his shocking abilities.
"What shall we do?" One asked in a low voice as Lothur finished what he was doing.
"What do you an? Do we have any alternative?"
"But we have disrespected a Saint. A Saint far more powerful than the sect master of The Bears."
"And what difference does it make that he is a powerful Saint? We were in his hands before, so it didn't change anything."
They argued among themselves until Lothur finished his work, completely purifying the area.
No spectres were left behind, and all the souls of the dead passed through the water wheel of darkness.
When he finished his work there, Lothur did not bother to collect the spoils of war. He simply looked at his guides and indicated them to co to him.
Gulp!
"Senior..." The leader of these people said in a tremulous tone, with 100% of his free will, since Lothur was not manipulating the darkness in his heart.
But Lothur stopped him from continuing and ordered. "I have two Soul Bones that I want you to take to my won. One of you will guide to the border of this state with Rablus, and the others are to travel to the Linn Province in Leopoldine.
You should go to Peters City and give these bones to Viktoria Frost. Oh, right, give this letter to her too."
As he spoke, Lothur quickly wrote a note saying that the Gold-grade bone should be given to Elke and the Silver-grade to Annaliese.
The characteristics of these bones suited the two best. Also, among his four won, these two had the lowest ntal attributes.
Lothur wanted to balance the talents of his won, so he would not simply strengthen the strongest of them and leave the others behind, vulnerable.
Those people looked at Lothur strangely, seeing soone willing to give up Soul Bones for the first ti in their lives and still sending them to other people.
"Senior, may I ask you why? Why don't you just absorb those bones? And why trust us?" The level 18 woman asked.
Lothur shook his head, indicating that this was a good question. He bones? And why trust us?" The level 18 woman asked.
Lothur shook his head, indicating that this was a good question. He answered it. "I have sothing to do and don't know how long I will be gone. However, it will be important for the people you will deliver these bones to absorb them as soon as possible. So I will let you make this delivery.
As far as absorbing them, these bones don't attract my attention.
Unfortunately, they are not what I am after."
They listened to this in silence, not knowing what to say.
But then, Lothur narrowed his eyes, and black flas appeared in his hands. "I will control you while you make this delivery.
I do not trust you, so until that is done, you will be my slaves."
Those people took steps back, seeing that their fate would still be in Lothur's hands, even if they went their separate ways.
"But don't worry, if you do everything I have ordered, once you deliver these bones and my won absorb them, you will be free again."
After saying this, Lothur quickly infused the black flas into each of the five, bringing them under his control.
With that done, he selected the weakest person to guide him to Cesha's border with Rablus, setting aside the strongest to travel to Leopoldine.
"Now go. Take it as fast as you can, but take the ti to get to Peters City safely." Lothur said before bidding those people farewell.
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