Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

After discussing some issues regarding Tang Haofei with Fran, and with the transaction already completed, Wen Yu saw no reason to stay any longer.

He said goodbye to Fran and took a look at the sleeping Lahar before stepping off the plane. Watching it ascend and gradually drift away, Wen Yu then found a clean spot to sit down and took out the three skill scrolls that Fran had given him.

The soul battlefield was activated, and in a soul detachment state, Wen Yu directly tore down the dark absorption skill and replaced it with the dark sovereign (SSS level, passive skill). He then took out the blood flesh balance (race foundation level, active skill).

The effect of this ability seemed average at first glance, but in Wen Yu's estimation, it should also be pretty average—it belonged to a lower tier within the foundation level.

He glanced at the five skills of the cyclops—super destiny fight, chapter of blood flesh, fury of the inferno, feast, and devastation.

One foundation level, one SSS level, two SS levels, and one S level—centering around super destiny fight, with feast as the limit breaking ability, chapter of blood flesh for defense, devastation for auxiliary recovery, and fury of the inferno for auxiliary attack methods. This configuration was quite balanced; Wen Yu felt it would be a waste to remove any of them.

After thinking for a while, Wen Yu decided to put away the blood flesh balance ability.

Just like his thoughts about Guanshan, he would consider this ability again when the cyclops reached level six and generated a sixth skill.

In other words, this transaction, apart from gaining the dark sovereign (SSS level, passive skill), did not provide Wen Yu with any noticeable upgrades—on one hand, the military's offerings were indeed lackluster, but on the other hand, Wen Yu's strength had already accumulated to a certain height, making ordinary skills no longer appealing to him.

After briefly organizing his gains, Wen Yu stood up, activated the third soul realm, retracted the star into the soul realm space, and then transformed into a black light, flying once again toward the territory of India.

……

“Bang!”

The violent crashing sounds from within the room made the guards outside Dijang's office anxious. At that moment, Dijang appeared like a volcano about to erupt, and with a slight misstep, his anger could ignite the entire rebellion army headquarters.

“Where is Lahar? Where is Lahar! How could a living person just disappear without a trace?”

“Dijang, calm down!”

Another pleasant female voice rang out.

“I can't calm down! Find him! Go and find him!”

The room fell silent for a moment.

“I’m talking about you all! Get out there and keep looking! Find him!!! What are you all frozen for?”

“Bang.”

The dilapidated door was swung open from the inside, and a group of poorly dressed rebels stumbled out of the room, some with crimson blood and handprints still on their faces—Dijang's anger was indeed considerable…

It was only after all his subordinates had left that a long sigh was heard from within the room.

……

“Ah…”

Dijang's secretary—a young woman known as Shima—quickly picked up the scattered documents that Dijang had thrown on the floor and walked over to his side. She gently placed her small hands on Dijang's shoulders and began to knead them softly.

In a tender voice, she said, “I know you're under a lot of pressure, but today you really lost your composure. They are not your subordinates, nor your slaves; they are your brothers. Besides, you know that Lahar's disappearance has nothing to do with them.”

Hearing Shima's consolation, Dijang's vacant eyes gradually regained focus as he murmured, “I know this isn’t their fault, but…”

“Shima.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m afraid.”

Shima's hands paused for a moment.

“You know, without Lahar, we are nothing. Without Lahar, we will be chased around like dogs by the government forces, and then those butchers will easily slit our throats.”

“We're finished…”