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But the light of the Glazed Treasure Pagoda was not the only extraordinary radiance illuminating the battlefield. At the other end of the battle line, the rear of the Black Nether Guard was likewise shrouded in a suffocating field of dark enhancement.
Several Soul Masters in dark purple ritual robes, holding bone staves set with ominous gemstones (Soul Tools), were exerting themselves to the utmost.
Among them were enhancement specialists known as Dark Soul Chanters. They chanted foul, ancient incantations and waved their bone staves, sending waves of dark purple energy rippling outward.
As those ripples swept over the Black Nether Guard's Nether Shadow Armor Transformation Art, the armor writhed more violently. Twisted runes of agony surfaced upon it, significantly strengthening its defenses.
The madness in their scarlet eyes was also infused with a secret art of controlled frenzy, increasing the strength and speed of their attacks by thirty percent.
Dark battle aura clung to their weapons and claws like a festering sore gnawing at the bone, and every spray of blood their attacks raised carried a viciously corrosive taint.
These were all war secret arts. The Nether Shadow Armor Transformation Art, for instance, was something the Ming Family had developed through years of research, turning the characteristics of Ming Jia's martial soul into a secret art that anyone possessing dark soul power could cast upon others.
Of course, its power could not compare with the Ming Family's own.
Even more numerous were the Curse Casters (Rotting Webweavers), whose spells were far more insidious.
One Soul Master pointed his bone staff toward the sky. A vast sheet of black rain, thick as tar and reeking with a pungent, sweetly fetid odor, abruptly poured down squarely upon the advancing Knight Order's front line-Bone-Eroding Acid Rain!