To Cheng Tian, whose way of doing things was more unscrupulous at times—or rather, most of the time—souls were simply another form of resource.
Especially when the targets were pure lost souls that required little refinement and could be used directly, Cheng Tian was naturally all smiles.
Cheng Tian quickly found his targets, his expression both excited and strange.
He was excited because he had more souls to collect. What was strange was that the Black Heavenly Court units spawned by Chosen Space were truly quite sanity-draining.
The undead Tianpeng fleet speeding over from the Black Heavenly Court had merely looked somewhat pitch-black from afar, forming a stark color contrast with the Tianpeng Battleship beneath Cheng Tian's feet. But when Cheng Tian's mental scan swept over them, he discovered that not only were the soldiers aboard the ships made of wronged souls—even the hulls themselves had been entirely constructed from them.
At a glance, the principle seemed similar to that of the Yin Soldiers and Generals. Lost souls were used as raw materials, directly cast or forcibly stuffed into certain specific materials, creating a symbiotic effect between soul and material akin to a tsukumogami. It was essentially a way of obtaining highly cost-effective materials at the lowest possible price.
As for the souls' wishes, they clearly did not fall within the Black Heavenly Court's considerations.
But Cheng Tian returned to normal after only a faint sigh.
In Cheng Tian's eyes, the things the Black Heavenly Court played with were merely another form of survival-game player.
A little humanity, but not much.
It could not be helped. His higher-dimensional perspective meant he was destined to be unable to empathize with the people within the story in many matters. Yet that did not stop him from role-playing to complete missions and standing