Discovered Spiritual Realm Mark

Within the Spiritual Realm Scene, inside the castle hall built of stone and wood, the battle was nearing its end.

The outcome of the battle was determined from the start.

Broken bodies lay everywhere, and dark red, foul-smelling blood was splattered all around.

But without exception.

These body fragments and foul-smelling blood all came from the Demon Monsters hiding here.

Whether it was the Imps with wings, or the group of Lesser Imps with equally dark red bodies but much thinner and short like dwarves, they were all easily defeated.

At least for the Swadian Footmen and Light Footmen, they were now fighting with gusto.

They had already thrown away the polearms in their hands and directly drew their Hand-and-a-Half Swords or Germanic Swords.

Holding a shield in their left hand to block the demons' counterattacks.

Swinging their sword forward with their right hand.

Accompanied by the desperate screams of the Imps flapping and jumping towards them, blood splattered everywhere.

Any Imp that dared to approach would be instantly cut down on the spot.

Not to mention the Lesser Imps, the lowest of the Demon Race, the lowest-level demons that had just shed their soul worm appearance. They basically had no ability to fight back and would be instantly killed upon meeting.

If the Imps with bat wings could be considered the lowest-level cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Then the Lesser Imps, demons with a status only equivalent to slaves or serfs within the Demon Race, were completely vulnerable.

Even the Mercenary Sentinels, who had weaker melee capabilities, dared to swing their spiked clubs, reinforced with iron nails, in a full circle at the heads of the Lesser Imps who dared to approach.

They could instantly deliver a fatal blow to those thin, short Lesser Imps who could do nothing but scream in terror!

Oh, and there were also the Peasants and Robbers.

They were even more excited about the killing.

Except for a few more threatening Hellhounds, which were dealt with by the Swadian Footmen and Light Footmen.

The remaining few Imps and a large number of Lesser Imps were basically taken care of by the Peasants and Robbers.

This was also Shen Mu's arrangement.

To increase the battlefield experience of these Peasants and Robbers and allow them to level up as quickly as possible.

"Low-level Battlefield Supply Technique!"

Shen Mu extended his left hand at this moment, his thumb gently rubbing the silver ring.

At the same time, he communicated with the system in his mind.

Buzz!

Then a special fluctuation immediately appeared.

A white light formed by countless fragmented data streams flashed across Shen Mu's brow.

Then, beside Shen Mu, on the backs of the Mercenary Sentinels who had retreated with their spiked clubs, 20 more crossbow bolts quietly appeared in their already flattened quivers.

This represented the effect of the Low-level Battlefield Supply Magic from the Empire of Einfast in Winds of War.

So these Mercenary Sentinels hung their spiked clubs, stained with blood and brains, back on the hooks at their waists.

They picked up their Light Crossbows with their backhands and once again loaded crossbow bolts into the shooting slots.

The cold light of the crossbow bolt tips was aimed outwards.

These Mercenary Sentinels also vigilantly watched their surroundings.

If any abnormal situation dared to threaten Shen Mu, whom they were protecting, they would immediately pull the trigger and shoot the crossbow bolts from their Light Crossbows again!

"The battle is pretty much over."

Of course, for Shen Mu, he appeared very calm.

After releasing the effect of the Low-level Supply Ring.

Shen Mu took two steps forward, looking at the area in front of him that had been basically cleared, and the Imps and Lesser Imps who were still being hunted down in many rooms, his expression showing little emotion.

This battle did not exceed his expectations.

The troops he had at hand could be considered a main force on Calradia.

After witnessing the Demon Troops led by a Horned Demon in the corridor before, Shen Mu did not believe that his troops would be unable to defeat the remnants of the Demon Troops who had fled in disarray after their absolute combat power and commander, the Horned Demon, had been eliminated!

Just like now, as most of the demons were cleared out, the entire castle hall fell silent.

But no dialogue box popped up on Shen Mu's retina.

This indicated that the battle was not yet over.

There were still remaining demons hiding in hidden rooms or corners, not found by the Swadian Peasants or Robbers who were chasing them, still clinging to life.

"Have them search again, search carefully," Shen Mu instructed the person next to him.

"Understood." A Mercenary Sentinel nodded, then turned and walked towards the Swadian Peasants and Robbers, temporarily acting as a messenger to convey Shen Mu's orders.

Then the Peasants, holding wooden clubs and pitchforks, and even stones, immediately became excited.

Even those robbers holding slaughtering knives had twisted expressions.

This was their chance to prove themselves.

If they could find and eliminate all those weak demons, wouldn't that show their value in the eyes of Lord Shen Mu?

"Find those demons!"

So these peasants and robbers scattered even more excitedly, their spirits extremely high.

In the eyes of the true warriors, the Swadian Footmen and Light Footmen, they seemed somewhat cute and amusing.

They also found places to stand, subtly forming a circle to protect Shen Mu in the center.

However, Shen Mu pushed away the protection of these Footmen and Light Footmen. Instead, he actively walked out of the protective circle and looked up at the castle hall, which was built with stone and wood and filled with stone domes and stone pillars, his face full of curiosity.

This was the first time he had truly seen and touched the architecture of the Spiritual Realm Human Race.

He was still very curious.

Ignoring the gods and extraordinary powers, the races of the Spiritual Realm are basically at a medieval level of civilization, and some are even slightly inferior.

Shen Mu thought of the information his predecessor had learned.

He also walked along the edge of the castle hall, touching the cold stone of the walls roughly built with large stones, his eyes thoughtful:

Looking at it this way, whether it's the Mount & Blade: Warband World or the Mount & Blade: Bannerlord World, they are not at a disadvantage when facing the civilization of the Spiritual Realm races...

Shen Mu paused slightly in his tone when he thought of this.

Because he looked at the narrow wooden staircase in the castle hall that led to a higher level.

Its overall appearance was similar to the stairs in his Stronghold Main House.

But the specifications were larger.

It was also a spiral staircase converted from the round tower itself, which was a sturdy defensive structure.

At this moment, sounds of shouting and killing came from within.

That was the sound of the searching peasants and robbers finding hidden Imps or Lesser Imps and happily working together to hunt down these demon creatures.

"Lord Shen Mu, please wait a moment, let us go up and take a look."

Just as Shen Mu was about to enter the spiral staircase and go up to the next floor of the castle hall, two Swadian Footmen reached out and stopped Shen Mu.

They said a soft word, then drew their combat hoes, these smaller, more flexible one-handed weapons, and rushed up first.

After confirming that there was indeed no danger, a positive voice came from within the tower:

"Safe."

"Okay." Shen Mu nodded and then entered the tower.

He slowly walked up the spiral staircase towards a higher place, especially in his heart, where there seemed to be a subtle special stirring.

That was the second floor of the castle hall.

It should be the private area where the Lord or noble, in short, the owner of this castle, usually lived.

When Shen Mu walked up, the two Swadian Footmen actively pushed open the door.

Buzz!

Right before Shen Mu's eyes.

Right in the center of this second floor.

A white crystal, wrapped in countless dark red lines, was suspended in mid-air, slowly rotating and emitting waves of special fluctuations.

And it was precisely these special fluctuations that were subtly attracting Shen Mu to come to this second floor!

Shen Mu clenched his fist. Of course, he knew what this was:

"The most important thing in a Spiritual Realm Scene..."

"The Scene... Core!"

Shen Mu even swallowed.

It is said that as long as one masters this kind of thing, they can gain the power of time and space.

If they encounter a Spiritual Realm race that has been sealed by time and space, they can rely on this core, which is the crystal floating in mid-air, to dissolve more time and space seals and allow more Spiritual Realm Creatures to follow them!

This kind of thing is basically hard to come by and has a general name on Blue Star—

Spiritual Realm Mark!