The Soul Hunters racing across the battlefield toward the Giant Thousand-Eared Monsters didn't waste time talking. They exchanged glances, then divided up their targets with remarkable understanding.
As for how to divide the spoils, no one brought it up. They all knew this wasn't the time to haggle.
Besides, they had each chosen their targets in perfect understanding. Whoever won would claim their prize. If they couldn't win and needed someone else's help, then naturally they would share the spoils.
The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant. There was no time to waste; dealing with the crisis before them was what mattered most.
A dozen thin streaks of light appeared in front of the city wall, each flashing with a different color.
They were the Soul Hunters releasing Soul Power. The different attributes of their souls produced different energy resonances, which manifested as different elemental colors.
Even on a blood-soaked battlefield of red and white, filled with a foul, nauseating stench, the colors looked extraordinarily dazzling and eye-catching.
"Drink these! They'll help you!" A voice suddenly rang out across the battlefield.
As numerous high-level Soul Hunters looked over, Green pulled two blue potions and two green ones from his clothes.
With a casual toss of his right hand, the four Test Tubes flew into the air. Pale blue Soul Power appeared across their surfaces, carrying them straight into the hands of Marbul and Mokar, who were hurrying back toward the city wall.
The two men had been dragging the Giant Thousand-Eared Monster's corpse and had already expended a great deal of Soul Power and stamina. They reflexively let go of the corpse and caught the potions flying toward them.
"That level of control!" The high-level Soul Hunters stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Soul Hunters' control usually came into play