"Stand up and speak."
[ Crown ] reached out and offered a helping hand to the Hall:
"You're also a vampire grand duke, what are your abilities?"
The time to test yourself has come!
At such a crucial moment, Hall remained completely calm.
Not only because he had told more lies than the truth in his long life, but also because he knew that Hall Number One and Hall Number Two also had their own grand plans!
Although Hall Number One followed that madman Samuer, the other party was at least powerful, and since the madman wanted to destroy the world, he would inevitably engage in endless killing.
And killing is precisely the most important way for him to strengthen himself—possessing another body and not returning it, isn't that also killing?
As for Hall Number Two, it is the most promising of the three.
Hall Number Two inherited Wens ' power in its entirety. Combined with the Hall's own mental assimilation and Rosalind's absorption, this "tripartite power" allowed him to survive under any harsh conditions and Drain nourishment from any environment.
Now that Rosalind, Wens, and York have all left the scene, who else can the remaining power of the Demon Realm belong to besides Hall Number Two?
With Hall Number Two leading his army of Blood Corpse to sweep across the Demon Realm and pacify the Graycast Corridor and the Eternal Domain, the future seems to be just around the corner.
With those two outstanding examples before me, what difference would it make if I failed?
Someone will cover for you.
Thinking this, Hall Number Three selectively revealed his current abilities and Authority:
"I can create clones to reside in new bodies. As long as the power is sufficient and the Psionic Energy is abundant enough, there is no limit to the number of such clones."
"I can also quickly Seizure a new body during battle, so I'm practically immortal."
"Oh?"
[ Crown ] seemed quite interested upon hearing this:
"Can you Seizure someone else's body?"
Why not try it on me?
Two intense, dazzling Psionic Energy flames illuminated Hall's face, turning it deathly pale.
"No, no, I can only Seizure bodies weaker than myself, and... and skeletons are out of the question."
"Have you tried it?"
"Right..."
Hall knew this question was a death sentence, but he still gritted his teeth and told the truth:
"I've tried it on the battlefield... It's difficult even for ordinary skeletons. I think it might be related to my life form."
As he spoke, he looked at Sailesi beside him:
"I know he used to be human, and only became like this after joining the Alliance."
"But his abilities were still retained, so I think I can too. After becoming a skeleton, I might be able to Seizure a skeleton's body."
Upon seeing the [ Crown ], who remained silent for a moment, Hall continued:
"I know that the Skeleton Alliance suffered heavy losses in today's battle, and... those losses also came from my own blood relatives."
"But I severed all ties with them thousands of years ago, and we are also mortal enemies, which is why I chose to join the Alliance."
"If I could become a skeleton, I could escape their pursuit."
After listening to the Hall's explanation, [ The Crown ] finally broke his silence and earnestly asked Hall:
"So what exactly can you bring to the Skeleton Alliance?"
Hall paused for a moment:
"My... my loyalty..."
"Completely worthless."
"My power!"
"Slightly lacking."
"A vast amount of secrets and intelligence spanning thousands, even tens of thousands of years."
"It's meaningless."
After being rejected three times in a row, Hall started to doubt himself.
He wondered if he was really that cheap, perhaps even less valuable than the irregularly shaped crystal cluster tile beneath his feet.
After a moment of contemplation, he finally revealed his trump card:
"I can... mass-produce High Tier."
He explained earnestly:
" The Hall Lineage is in fact the one with the highest upper limit among all the Grand Duke lineages."
"With my abilities, I can allocate power among different clones and break through the usual limit on the number of High Tier under a Grand Duke."
"About three thousand years ago, the Hall Lineage was once very powerful, but unfortunately it was defeated and all of its High Tier clones were killed by several blood relatives who joined forces."
"Since then, they have been wary of me, and to this day, they have never let me turn the tables."
He looked at Sailesi and the [ Crown ]:
"Therefore, if resources are sufficient, I can create a large number of High Tier for the Skeleton Alliance!"
Clearly, not only Sailesi, but even [ The Crown ] himself was somewhat tempted.
Hall actually possesses this power. This Grand Duke seems like some kind of production line; given enough resources, he can produce products of exceptional quality.
But is what he said true?
and...
"Those High Tier are all your clones; they are loyal only to you, not to the Alliance."
[ Crown ] said in a low voice, which was a way of pressuring for a lower price, a warning, or a further attempt to extract resources, but it was not a refusal.
Because he knew Sailesi had done the right thing; after the deaths of two senators, the Skeleton Alliance really needed a fresh infusion of blood.
Similarly, Hall knew that his constant back-and-forth had made it difficult for him to even refresh his credit score, let alone gain [ Crown's ] trust so easily.
But he also knew that since the other party had said that, it was equivalent to accepting him into the Skeleton Alliance, and they just wanted to know how many trump cards he still had.
So he pretended to struggle and said:
"In fact, after bringing it to High Tier, I can also abandon those bodies and reawaken the original consciousness within them."
"For example, the consciousness of my blood relative Rosalind is actually sealed in this body of mine. She is not completely dead, but I will not let her wake up, so it is no different from being dead."
"I can withdraw my consciousness after elevating my body to High Tier, but that would cause a significant decline in my strength, making it a net loss overall."
"If you don't trust me, you can do it this way, but it will be very inefficient."
Clearly, while Hall's second method was less efficient, it was safer and more stable.
Hall swore that at that moment, he saw a smile on a skull face:
"Very good, welcome to the team, Grand Duke Hall. Please follow me."
The suspended crystal cluster platform carried the three of them slowly downwards. As the light shining through the crystal cluster dimmed, they entered the underground area of Sand Capital.
A gentle stream of psionic Psionic Energy flowed through the crystal clusters, flanked by mountains of white bones.
[ The Crown ] One person walks ahead alone, followed closely by Sailesi and Hall, who each have only one leg.
After passing countless piles of bones, a massive crystal door appeared before the three of them, with a line of text engraved on it in Imperial language:
"Those who enter this gate must relinquish all hope."
Hall had lived for thousands of years, so naturally he was literate.
He read it aloud in his mind, then looked at the other two:
What do you mean by that? Please enlighten me.
Sailesi relayed what he had once heard to the Hall beside him:
"Your life form is about to change, and before that happens, you'd better think of a new code name to replace the one that's being discarded."