(Thank you, .Life in an Instant., for the reward-funded bonus chapter.)
Wa Banxian was a Daemon, and most of his body had been modified into machinery, so naturally, he had no oregano.
But as the dark version of the Omnissiah and the owner of a Warp industrial park, he had standards to uphold. It had never occurred to him that one of his employees would dare ambush the big boss himself!
And so, caught completely off guard, Wa Banxian was snapped up by the giant crab.
Wa Banxian lowered his head and looked at Pang Hai's triumphant expression, trembling with rage.
"You idiot!!"
Wa Banxian raised the Daemon staff in his hand and waved it. Pang Hai's Daemon soul was torn from his body.
The Daemon's half-mechanical body, having lost the support of its soul, collapsed with a clatter.
Even the Silent Ones knew spells like soul branding. Naturally, Wa Banxian had his own methods for enslaving Daemons.
His method of enslavement was simple: he could extract the souls of any Daemon he had marked, anytime and anywhere.
Ambitious young Daemons in the Warp would come to him hoping to make something of themselves, signing contracts with him in exchange for a pile of metal arms and legs.
If those ambitious young Daemons failed to pay the soul loans for those metal limbs within the period stipulated by the contract, their souls would be enslaved by Wa Banxian and forced to work for him for hundreds of thousands of years.
If any working Daemon defied him or slacked off, Wa Banxian could pull its soul from its body and subject it to all kinds of punishment.
Now, Pang Hai's Daemon soul had become a murky ball of light, held aloft in Wa Banxian's hand.
**"You muddleheaded bastard, I'll stuff you