The magic circle was huge, but only one person was teleported there.
The person's body had been completely crystallized, with most of the crystal clusters appearing colorless or white, yet emitting many different colors of light as if dispersed under illumination.
Its overall appearance is still nine-tenths similar to that of a human, the only difference being that it has three pairs of pure white wings on its back.
The wings were neither fully crystallized bones, nor did they exist in the form of flesh and feathers; rather, they seemed to be in a hazy state, impossible to see clearly no matter what one looked at them.
As soon as the man appeared, he looked up at where Sailesi was, then his six wings flapped suddenly, and his entire body rose into the air, hovering beside Sailesi in an instant.
Sailesi was not surprised by the rapid arrival of [ Divine Wings ]. Without subordinates to restrain them, powerful High Tier like the councilor could not only move at extremely fast speeds but also have the highest priority to link with the teleportation array.
[ Divine Wings ] abandoned bringing his own legion earlier, aiming to travel light and arrive as quickly as possible to provide support.
Before the two could exchange any words, the large river next to the camp suddenly surged with waves, and several skeletons who were building fortifications on the bank were instantly swept in, without even having time to scream.
Then it was as if all the water in the river had been pumped out, and the water level dropped rapidly at a visible speed, while an undeniable arched water curtain appeared in the distance.
Sailesi noticed something moving rapidly beneath the surface, causing the water to swell and then plunge back down.
He had been saved by [ Whale Tail ], so he was naturally deeply impressed by its abilities.
So Sailesi and [ Divine Wings ] fell silent, simply waiting for [ Whale Tail ] to arrive.
About ten seconds later, a loud bang suddenly came from the river surface, and a figure shot upwards like a missile just emerging from the water. The next second, he was standing next to [ Nether Crossing ] and [ Divine Wings ], covered in a thick layer of moisture.
"I am coming."
[ Whale Tail ]'s tone remained indifferent, unchanged regardless of who he was facing.
Thank you both for your help.
Sailesi nodded politely, his tone quite respectful:
"Give this to the two of you first, so you can pinpoint Rosalind's location."
With that, Sailesi spread out his bone palm and gave two drops of Rosalind's True Blood to [ Whale Tail ] and [ Divine Wings ] respectively.
After sensing each other for a moment, the two nodded to indicate that there was no problem with the tokens, and then began to discuss their tactics for facing Rosalind.
The councilors discussed the upcoming battle high in the air, while the skeleton soldiers below were busy at work.
Several hundred of them are doing something that many skeletons are unwilling to do: dismantling bones.
Can the bones of Blood Corpse be transformed into soldiers of the Skeleton Alliance?
Can.
But the meat on top needs to be removed first.
Waiting for it to decompose naturally is too late, so this task must be done by someone.
Some unfortunate skeletons were assigned this job, carefully peeling away the flesh with bone knives while chatting amongst themselves.
However, no one noticed that in the hand of a skeleton, the head of a Blood Corpse suddenly came to life, turned its single eyeball, and looked at the three rice-grain-sized councilors in the air.
The Holy Tree Worship Church Theocracy, Northern Capital Valhalla.
A note was handed to a worker on the assembly line. He took the note and read its contents:
[Name: Hall
Age: 4500+
Position: Machine Spirit Activator
Attendance last month: 30/30
Work completed last month: 720/720
Overdue hours last month: 30/30
Total overdue hours: 165
Salary due last month: 0
Last month's actual salary: 0
[Keep up the good work]
Looking at the little note in his hand, brimming with dark humor, Hall whispered:
"It's almost time, may I... excuse me, may I leave now?"
He read it aloud several times in a low voice until the handwriting on the note in his hand changed.
Under his gaze, the inks began to rearrange themselves little by little, while the friction on his fingers told Hall that Ed was not controlling the ink, but rather the plant fibers that made up the paper.
This piece of paper is essentially still alive; it is still part of a plant, or rather, it is a special plant in itself.
The ink marks slowly changed shape, eventually transforming into a standard Royal English word: [Approval].
"Call."
Hall crumpled the note into a ball and let out a long sigh.
Just now, one of his clones transmitted back to his mind the last scene it saw before it died.
There are now three councilors gathered in the Demon Realm.
The situation has changed again.
This time, however, he doesn't intend to tell anyone.
Only you can know and utilize this information!
After calming his excited heart, Hall prepared himself.
With a casual flick of his wrists, a large amount of blood rushed into his arms like a torrent after a dam was opened, causing them to swell rapidly.
The incredibly resilient vines that had been wrapped around his arms snapped instantly, like paper strips.
Hall followed the same method and freed his legs as well. Freed from his restraints, he was finally able to stand up again after six months.
The instant he stood up, a loud alarm blared throughout the entire High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant!
No, you won't even give me a minute?
Hall was startled and immediately wanted to curse Ed out.
But he also knew that this was a case of putting on a show, and that guy might still be watching him right now.
Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to proceed according to plan!
Hall's lips curled into a slight smile. His plan, which he had been preparing for months, could finally be put to use!
His current body comes from a deceased player. Although he can use it with difficulty, it's only good at the Psionic Energy level, while his physical strength is ultimately too low.
Hall wasn't some saint, so there was no reason for him to strengthen a body that would be discarded sooner or later.
So Hall began thinking about how to find a better body for himself very early on.
It was around that time that he was brought here, to a secluded room in a High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant.
After working in this body for a period of time, he gradually adapted to it and gained stronger sensory abilities.
He could sense that another person was being imprisoned in the room next door!
Moreover... that person was a High Tier!
High Tier is great!
Although his perception wasn't particularly strong, even the weakest High Tier was still stronger than his current Low Tier body!
Let me show you what it means to be fully prepared!
Hall sneered inwardly, his arms rapidly hardening into a layer of bone armor, accelerating his body to its limit, not to escape, but to slam himself headfirst into the wall behind him.
New body, here I come!