·And will you also recast it together? The celestial being seemed very interested. ·No, the soul of the Great Demon is extremely rare and has irreplaceable value. In some worlds dominated by goodness, these souls are the best sacrifices. My master’s master has several connections in Mark City, and my master forges these souls of the Great Demons and champions into the most precious sacrificial Gold Coins to sell for a better price, exchanging for a better deal. ·Ah, your master’s master, who might that be? This question was asked by the Vampire, who it seemed had a deep interest in it. The Great Demon rarely spit inwardly, go find him, you surely would die an extremely ugly death! Then it screamed as it followed the assembly line to the next area. Here, it saw many souls undergoing forging— all champions’ souls. These souls, whose arrival time was unknown, had little will left. Holy flames were roasting them, changing them, recasting them! This damn Lich! She’s actually involved with holiness! This is even more disgusting than a Lich having an angel as their mother! It’s blasphemy! "Ah, it’s the new Great Demon sir." A sharp voice sounded. The Great Demon saw a being absolutely not supposed to be here—a Prairie Elf! Damn, where is this place?! The Great Demon looked at the new area, filled with holy light, but here Lich and the Prairie Elf Paladin worked together. The champions’ souls were wailing, the Lich’s soul was crying out, and Bleeding Ghosts’ souls floated amidst the holy cauldron, no longer screaming, no longer screaming. As the Great Demon got closer to the cauldron, it heard a holy song. What a ghostly place! I fear! Let me go! I will never visit a world where you exist again! Let me leave! Noticing the Great Demon’s emotions were somewhat agitated, a Prairie Elf walked over, this square-eared child-like Paladin took it in hand. "See, you’ve arrived, why not look more on this assembly line? It’s not as dangerous as you think. Instead, you see, your friends here are accepting recasting, some of them even learned to sing holy songs; what a magnificent change, I believe you will also find your way back." Find my way back? Magnificent change? Sing holy songs? Accept recasting? Not as dangerous as I thought? Friend! What you said is fundamentally challenging my understanding! What have I witnessed today?! Lich opens soul coin factory! Vampire and celestial being customers! Then surprisingly Paladin of Nameless is here to specially deal with these Chaos elites! This is a huge conspiracy! I must survive! I must report these atrocities to my master! The Great Demon roared frantically in its mind. Then, as the assembly line turned, the Great Demon saw a red-skinned, pointed-eared Prairie Elf, two extremely cute square-eared Prairie Elves, and a young man who looked very ordinary, expressionless, but for some reason the Great Demon felt that if he smiled he must look very handsome, sitting at a small table playing cards. Right, why do the Prairie Elves I describe as cute and not tasty. And that red-skinned one... is he really a Prairie Elf? The Great Demon was still puzzled, as the red-skinned Prairie Elf turned around and laughed at the Great Demon: "Ha, look at this kid, isn’t he one of the Parrot family’s someone? You boy have also come to accept modification?" After speaking, he touched the cards, slammed them on the table: "Kong!" "Sorry, I drew, stealing kong, one cup edge, breaking ones and nines, pure set, four treasures, accumulating complete hands." The short-haired Prairie Elf girl laid down the cards, showing a cute smile. The Great Demon watched silently as the red-skinned Prairie Elf took a handful of Soul Coins from the small box in front of him. It seemed they were newly forged coins. I probably can’t escape, and even if I do, how can I convince others that what I saw is real and not my imagination? With such confusion, the Great Demon reached the end of the assembly line, there was a box of Holy Gold Dust, when falling into it the Great Demon felt as if burning, but soon, when the lid was closed, nails were driven in, this little box seemed to start burning... No, I was beginning to burn myself. The Great Demon thought so. Oh, it hurts, it really hurts, but... what is this joy erupting from within? Could it be... this is recasting? While still conscious, the Great Demon felt as if arriving in a bright world, where everything was beauty unlike anything seen before. In the last moment of consciousness, large tears welled up in the Great Demon’s eye corners. I, I curse... I curse my unfulfilled... I, I will embrace... my rebirth! Is this... finding one’s way back? ...Praise the new life! In the moment of the Great Demon’s final cry, the last tear belonging to Chaos, fell there. As the Great Demon fell, Chaos Legion’s morale uncontrollably dropped, Malin pulled the dual swords from this Great Demon’s head, directing its soul into Ails’ newly opened coin factory, then looked at Chaos in the distance: "Anyone else willing to die?" Chaos side was silent, no Chaos dared to breathe loudly. Yet human warriors stepped out of the trenches, advancing in orderly steps behind Malin, accompanied by the mechanical friction of the firepower platforms. "A pack of cowards! Kill them all!" Malin roared in anger. Thainan soldiers shouted triumphantly, then together raised their guns to shoot, as many Chaos fell opposite, their morale finally collapsed. Malin marked one wizard after another in the Chaos troops, and a legendary archer from Thainan killed them one by one. Where human soldiers marched in neat strides, leisurely chasing Chaos—cavalry on both sides controlled Chaos within infantry’s firing range, while in the distance, Immortal Masters happily used spell formations, slaughtering Chaos at a nearly industrial pace. "Chop off their heads, Shujing Pass, let Chaos understand this is not the world where they can do whatever they want." Malin looked at Cain, who immediately nodded: "Your will! Your Highness! We haven’t experienced such a glorious victory in a long time!" "Well, today you will experience many." Malin finished, walked past a kneeling, surrendering yellow-skinned hybrid, twisted his head off his neck. When the last batch of escaping Chaos in the distance was cut down by light cavalry with sabers, soldiers who no longer pursued first shouted triumphantly, then many cried tears of joy—they were mostly from the North, among their families there’s a tradition of reclaiming their homeland, today, they finally saw hope. More than one commander came before Malin to show respect, throwing flags captured from Chaos along the way at Malin’s feet. Soon, the flags formed a small mountain, Malin blessed these unit commanders repeatedly. Until a young commander reached Malin, his face bearing terrifying scars, but this young man threw the seven banners in his hands before Malin. "Your Highness, will you really like the rumors say, lead us to reclaim the North?" "Yes, but I say upfront, I can’t take you back to the North as hungry and cold as you are now, war is never only dependent on courage to continue, I believe I’m not wrong in saying this, right."