Published: March 2, 2025
With the immense amplification of soul strength, the soul perception was enough to cover the entire battlefield.
At this moment, Wen Yu sat at the center of the battlefield, subtly adjusting the situation on the field.
From being a participant in the battle, he transformed into a commanding officer, seemingly shifting from a chess piece to a chess player, but in reality, Wen Yu did not enjoy this feeling—because it was troublesome.
When his destructive power, unleashed at full strength, was even stronger than a legion, coordinating from the center seemed redundant...
However, it was something he had to do...
On one hand, allowing the mountain puppet legion to fight freely would lead to many oversights, easily causing unnecessary casualties and hindering future tactical arrangements; a single misstep could even result in a loss in the war—after all, in terms of sheer numbers, the blood slave army combined with the mountain puppet legion did not necessarily outnumber the demonic creatures.
On the other hand, Little White also required more of Wen Yu's attention.
Seeing that the mountain puppets and Arcade's blood slaves had successfully eliminated the commander of the second group of the skeleton legion, and that Little White had efficiently taken over the second group of the skeleton legion, Wen Yu smiled and shook his head. He intentionally created some small openings in the northwest direction, allowing Little White and a small portion of the skeleton legion warriors to break through smoothly. After that, Wen Yu paid no more attention to this battle situation and activated his mental connection to communicate with the Cloud Puppet, who was on another battlefield.
“Master.”
“Release the soul and share the perspective.”
In the next second, the scene before Wen Yu abruptly changed.
At this moment, the Cloud Puppet, serving as Wen Yu’s “eye,” was utilizing the innate talent of the air elemental race, drifting nearly a thousand meters above the surface, merging with the omnipresent air, observing every move below from a god-like perspective.
When sharing this vision with Wen Yu, he felt as if he were a deity overlooking the world, and no action below could escape his gaze.
The first thing he noticed was the previously towering walls of the New Hope Gathering Place!
Months ago, when the New Hope Gathering Place was destroyed by the demonic clan, its once-spectacular walls naturally crumbled. However, when the demonic clan designated the New Hope Gathering Place as the central command of the African war zone, it underwent a resurgence.
Buildings do not care whether their master is human or demon...
The walls were rebuilt, and the interior of the central command was filled with the rough and bizarre architecture of the demonic clan, which now served as the nerve center of the entire African war zone—the Demonic Clan Central Command.
At the same time, it was the second battlefield in Wen Yu’s plans!
As the second-largest legion by Wen Yu’s side—the Cloud Puppet legion was the main force attacking the Demonic Clan Central Command.
But they were merely a supporting cast; the true protagonist was someone else.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu shifted his gaze, fixing it on three familiar life forms below.
Within his mental perception, the first to be sensed was that guy Victor, who, in his miniaturized form, was utilizing his inherent agility as a feline and his extraordinary stealth abilities from his skill set, moving through the central command as if it were empty, searching for his prey.
“Target: Kory, level 6 limit breaker ancient demon, chief commander of the African war zone, specific strength unknown.”
This was the task Wen Yu assigned to Victor.
Long before Wen Yu resolved to seize the African war zone, he had summoned his spirit pets back from the outside world to participate in this battle.
Ultimately, at this stage, the strongest soul puppets in Wen Yu’s possession could not compare in combat capability to the few spirit pets he had meticulously nurtured!