Watching the elven Big Boss take out a lump of something that looked like sludge, Liu Zhi's eyes filled with curiosity.
The sludge was full of strange, mysterious energy. The elven Big Boss had to grip it tightly to keep it from escaping his hand.
"What is this?"
"I came across it by chance. It's made up of the souls of some players—elven players. You follow a path that balances nature and the undead, so this could be useful to you."
With that, the elven Big Boss handed the lump of sludge to Liu Zhi.
The instant Liu Zhi took it, he felt the sludge struggling nonstop, as if it wanted to escape his grasp.
With a thought, Liu Zhi wrapped it in divine power, finally bringing the sludge under control.
The elven Big Boss said, "These are the souls of players who originally served under me and died in battle. They have no chance of being resurrected. I haven't sent anyone to arrange for their resurrection, and I don't plan to turn them into undead, either.
"But they were players, after all. Their souls still have some connection to the system, and if they were resurrected or turned into undead, there's a very good chance they'd immediately become players again.
"If this fell into someone else's hands, they'd surely be delighted.
"But you've seen the situation on my side. My goal is to become the founder of the elven class path. I only want elves serving under me. Even undead won't do. The elven necromancers under my command stop short of becoming liches. If they abandon their bodies, they're no longer my subordinates."
As he said this, a vicious glint appeared in the elven Big Boss's eyes. It was clear he had taken action over this matter before.
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