Chapter 1727: Chapter 842: Fell Into the Trap

“Spirit of Slaughter! Damn it, I should have realized sooner that Khan Yamen is mass-producing Spirits of Slaughter to prepare for the offensive against the Totem Dreamscape.” The Water Spirit Witch turned pale with anger, “We can’t wait any longer, launch a full-scale attack! We’d rather kill those monster slave soldiers ourselves than let those Spirits of Slaughter do it, that will keep strengthening their power.”

“Spirit of Slaughter?” Gaven’s face turned pale, “Slaughter Divine Power presence! Khan Yamen is going all out!”

All divine powers can be infused into mundane objects, transforming them into unique divine power presences.

Just because of the various traits of divine powers, the things that bear them differ.

For example, the Undead Divine Power can only be borne by those who are undead creatures or cultists with negative energy in their bodies, if infused into living beings, it would either poison them or turn them into undead creatures.

Relatively speaking, Road Force and Dream Power are much broader.

Khan Yamen’s Slaughter Divine Power can also be infused, but like the Undead Divine Power, it is not something that ordinary creatures can bear.

If ordinary people are infused with Slaughter Divine Power, they will only turn into lunatics who know nothing but murder and slaughter until all are killed or they themselves are killed.

But if it’s souls, it’s different; they can directly transform into Souls of Slaughter.

Compared to Souls of Slaughter, something more advanced, like those souls being sacrificed and murdered, and then committing murder is the greatest tribute to the God of Slaughter, needing no infusion of Slaughter Divine Power; it automatically generates within them, forming the Spirit of Slaughter.

Their existence is to embody murder, a symbol of slaughter.

From the moment they are born, they incarnate into the fiercest killing machines, slaying every life they encounter, with only the God of Murder barely able to control them; others are merely prey in their presence.

These Spirits of Slaughter have another terrifying trait, which is their devouring nature.

The souls they murder all turn into their nourishment, devoured by them, making them even stronger.

Once the souls are devoured and consumed, naturally they can’t be resurrected.

This is both their greatest advantage and their greatest disadvantage.

If they do not murder and devour other souls for a long period, they will rapidly decline, eventually murdering and consuming themselves.

In other words, they are consumable items, able only to survive for up to twenty-four hours without murdering new life.

Even the God of Murder can’t store them, only use them as they are made.

At this point, Khan Yamen sacrifices a batch of Spirits of Slaughter; the purpose is clear.

It’s targeted at the soul battle of the Totem Dreamscape.

Once those Totem Souls are murdered by these Spirits of Slaughter, they will become nourishment, leaving no chance for the Totem Dreamscape to rescue them.

“Water Elemental army, launch!”

With a command from the Water Spirit Witch, a series of giant holes silently appeared in the solid ice layer, and countless water elements emerged from beneath like streams, wildly casting ice magic—Ice Bullet, Ice Cone, Snowstorm Burst, Ice Storm, and more—against the surrounding scattered slave soldiers.

If those monster slave soldiers frantically fled near these water elements, they would be directly overwhelmed and submerged by the rising water elements, like insects trapped in amber.

Water elements appear to be composed of water, but actually, their internal structure is incredibly dense, like glue, without stickiness; yet once trapped inside, it’s extremely hard to break free.

Quickly they suffocate, growing weaker as time goes on, until they drown alive.

Over by Lake Asen, Gaven and the others also prepared a reserve water elemental army.

This elemental army boasts the fine trait of being unconcerned with consumption, able to be summoned anew even if completely eradicated, ideally used in places closer to the army.

The Laiserman Witch is a top expert at using elemental armies; historically, they have repeatedly used these summoned armies against Ser, forcing them to retreat their attacks.

This time is no exception; if the Tukan People plan to sacrifice on the shores of Lake Asen, the Water Spirit Witch will lead this army to stir up monstrous waves to rush ashore and rescue the Laiserman captives.

What they didn’t expect was that the Tukan People deployed deception tactics, misleading them, and before they even reacted, those Laiserman captives were murdered and sacrificed.

“Dream Fall!”

The Water Spirit Witch shouted again, initiating the second wave of attacks.

Mist suddenly arose from the surface of Lake Asen, spreading over the ice with terrifying speed, quickly enveloping the area in fog.

A seemingly illusory monstrous wave, twenty meters high, surged forward, with the Water Spirit Witch, now incarnated as a Water Spirit Giant, floating atop the wave.

This gentle as water witch was thoroughly angered, pointing towards the direction of the Tukan Army and commanded, “Kill them all!”

Upon close inspection, one would find that the wave wasn’t a simple wave, but contained countless aquatic totems and Laiserman ancestral spirits rushing within.

“Shadow Fall!”

Instead of Khan Yamen and his Slaughter Army responding to the Water Spirit Witch, it was a group of Black Robe Witches emerging from the shadows.

Frightening shadows closely followed them, as if possessing their own spirituality, wildly swirling in the air, eagerly diving into the bodies of murdered Laiserman captives and slave soldiers.