The instant that shadow swept out and unfurled, countless siege towers rising from the ground abruptly stalled.
Infused with Source Matter from Divinity Transformation, Great Siming's miracle unfolded. In an instant, it covered several kilometers around the Solar Ship.
That thin domain caused no damage, yet it was enough to affect the Rat King's blessing.
Certainly, countless treasures lay buried underground, capable of creating every kind of tool.
But what if the treasures could no longer be buried in the soil?
Most of the blood and death sacrificed to the ruler were diverted away, pouring endlessly into the abyss and condensing into steel.
In the empty warehouses, flames appeared from nowhere. Crystal iron rapidly grew and multiplied, then was continuously fed along the assembly line into the processing chambers.
Even stubborn iron transformed from inferior blood could serve a purpose.
Outside, more unfinished siege towers began to shake violently. Unable to receive enough blood to nourish them, they died before they could be born, or their barely formed, fragile foundations could not bear their immense weight.
They collapsed with a roar.
Yet more and more siege towers, hauled by countless Stitched Giant Rats, moved across the battlefield. Like city walls, they piled together and combined, trying to block the Solar Ship's advance.
Then they were crushed with devastating force, reduced to wreckage across the ground.
But after witnessing all this, the Plague Marshal was neither enraged nor discouraged. Instead, he grew ever more delighted.
"Good, good!" He waved his tongue as he shouted, becoming more excited. "Well done, well done! Get up there! Go on!"
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
Behind him, several Solidifiers lurking in the shadows looked increasingly grim. These former Doomsday Children, remnants once hunted across Hell by the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage, had long been unable to