The Divine Soldiers one after another lowered their weapons. More and more of them gave up maintaining the formation, and before long, the formation on the verge of collapse completely disintegrated.
Nearly twelve hundred Divine Soldiers cast aside their dignity and knelt before Lin Yi.
From time to time, they raised their heads to look at the Communication Spirit Crystal floating in midair. Seeing that the other group was just as spineless as they were, they mutually wore away their shame and guilt.
Having over a thousand Divine Soldiers as subordinates was indeed a good choice.
But the human heart was the hardest thing to predict.
Xi Yue was not by his side now, so Lin Yi had no way to use Jörmungandr's poison to restrain the loyalty of these thousand-plus Divine Soldiers. If he wanted them to serve him with absolute loyalty, there was a much simpler way—
Turn them all into his Undead Creatures.
Looking at the sea of silver kneeling before him, Lin Yi felt no ripples in his heart.
He controlled his clone and conveyed his thoughts:
Sigh, everyone, the human heart is hard to predict. Today, you made this choice to survive. One day, for the sake of survival, who's to say you won't betray me?
So, all I can do is ask you to die.
With a thought from Lin Yi, a gate to the undead slowly opened behind him. Undead Divine Soldiers clad in silver armor surged out like a tide, tackling the Divine Soldiers before them to the ground one by one.
The scene was exceedingly brutal, and even Lin Yi felt somewhat unable to bear it.
But to strengthen himself, he still controlled the Soul Severing Art through his clone, sweeping it across the Divine Soldiers' corpses one after another.
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