Demon God Souvenirs

After the Ancient One handed Vishanti those two masses of pure Demon God essence, which contained most of Pluto's core power, the immense, threefold apparition radiating endless majesty and divine light seemed satisfied. It silently faded from behind her and left the Mirror Dimension entirely.

Judging by how smoothly it vanished, Lin Hai had a strange feeling that the threefold deity was in an excellent mood. It had gotten what it wanted and left happy.

The dazzling golden energy and swirling white runes around the Ancient One gradually subsided. She descended from midair and set foot on the grassland once more, her calm, wise bearing restored.

She began directing the high-ranking mages, who had finished fighting and were taking a moment to catch their breath. "Search the battlefield carefully. If any remains of these Demon God followers, or any weapons and tools they used, contain unusual energy or have research value, collect them all and bring them back to Kamar-Taj."

Keeping Kamar-Taj running and funding its magical research and defensive arrays cost a great deal. The weapons and tools scattered across the ground could also serve as raw materials for its magical artifacts.

Even the wealthiest household had to watch its stores these days. Every little saving—and every little gain—counted.

At that, her gaze drifted toward the most conspicuous spoils at the center of the battlefield: Pluto's severed left arm and right leg.

That was right. The Ancient One had not handed over these two Demon God limbs, each the size of a small hill, along with the two largest pieces of Pluto's body. They still lay there, radiating death energy and dark power of staggering intensity. Each was several hundred meters long.

Whether the Ancient One had omitted them deliberately, by accident, or accidentally on purpose, she had not