Seeing an entire army stampeding towards them, Liam's eyes twitched. This kid… does he actually believe that there is some sort of treasure here?
Only someone really stupid or self-absorbed would fall for such an obvious trap. He did not know whether to laugh or pity him, but he had more important matters to handle at the moment.
Large gnarly creatures were racing toward him at top speed.
However, Liam showed no signs of being frightened by them or at a loss as to what to do next. "Come out, everyone. Let's do some power leveling." He simply leaned back with confidence and said.
Before any of the lizardmen could touch him or even come near him, his horde of soul minions appeared and took charge.
Did that kid really think this much was enough to take him down? Was he trying to trap him? Laughable!
So what if there was an army of hideous lizardmen? He had his own army of hideous minions of all shapes and sizes.
All of the barbarians, the newly recruited elves, the werewolves, the bearmen, everyone assembled and rammed into the lizardmen army.
And, of course, there was also Luna.
The fox, for some reason, was far more worked up when compared to Liam, as she set dozens of lizardmen in flames every time she opened her mouth. Luna's tail was glowing brighter than ever as she became a one fox killing machine.
Watching her dazzling in the battle, how could the wyvern stand still? The arrogant draconian beast did his part, wreaking major havoc from his side.
Mana in the fort churned violently as one draconian beast and one celestial beast ran wild on the battleground. Crawford did a number as well, and the other soul minions tried their best, though they couldn't match up to the top three monsters.
The hordes and hordes of fierce lizardmen pouring out of the fort in all directions, threatening to eat and take over the world, suddenly looked like dumb moths running to the flame, straight to their inevitable deaths.
However, they seemed to be hardwired to fight until their death, so they just kept coming and coming even though every wave was squashed and utterly decimated.
And the more the numbers became, the higher the gain. Experience points were raining down endlessly. All the minions were leveling up at a visible speed. Liam's level, which had been stagnant for a while, was also starting to soar.
The ground glittered with shiny things. These lizardmen attacking them in swarms were all well-equipped, so their drops were also quite decent. Taking this as a cue, one another special character popped up.
A small rabbit ran out and started collecting everything she could lay her paws on. Slowly, a heap was beginning to form at the back.
Of course, a sharp fox noticed this rabbit from a mile away.
However, she was conflicted. She was in the middle of slaughtering, so she couldn't immediately jump into the competition of who was better at collecting loot.
In the end, the fox continued fighting with a pout, taking out this extra anger on the lizardmen. More creatures started to get burnt violently.
In the midst of all of this chaos and commotion, Liam stood still, as if he was in a trance.
Around him, the soul minions, Crawford, Luna, and the wyvern formed a circle and were unleashing hell and killing dozens and dozens of lizardmen every second. However, Liam did not move a muscle.
At first, he was simply watching the show, but soon something else happened. The numerous souls that were released from the lizardmen falling dead left and right were shining like bright white lights.
Since there were too many creatures surrounding them and every single one of them was being slaughtered, the whole battleground was giving off an ethereal glow.
Liam sucked in a big breath of air as he instinctively pulled all the dying souls towards him. He had experienced this only once before when all the guilds had tried to gang up and attack the Crimson Abyss guild residence, but this time it was different.
The souls swirling around him were much stronger, denser, and more numerous. Just being in the mere presence of so many souls made him feel rejuvenated. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on whatever feeling he was getting.
Surprisingly, something was pulling him toward his mana core. It was only for a brief second, but he felt it. These many souls gave him the strength to rattle the chains that were holding down his mana core.
Liam tried to grab onto this feeling and rattle them harder. However, it was useless. The feeling was fleeting, and it was already gone. He opened his eyes and tried to get back to it again, but it was easier said than done.
Seeing that this was not happening, Liam didn't dwell on it. He quickly took out another empty black bead. He then started pulling in as many souls as he possibly could into this black bead.
It was impossible for him to settle down right here at this fort and start forging in the middle of all of this chaos and commotion. But this was a chance he did not want to miss.
Souls were abundant as a white hazy aura covered the whole place. He did not know what it was about this place but the souls were lingering back. They were not dissipating fast enough. For a soulmancer like him, this was a boon, a holy land.
While the others continued slaughtering, he focused on absorbing everything around him. The black bead was brimming with energy. He only had five of these beads with him, which he was saving for a special occasion, and this was definitely one.
These lizardmen had a partial draconic bloodline, so their souls were strong just like their physical stats and fighting abilities. If he could forge even a portion of these souls…
Liam licked his lips and continued absorbing everything that he could. That kid… he really needed to thank him.
In all honesty, the part about forging could be hard because he wasn't sure how to use the black bead when it was full of souls.
The last time the dark elf released all the souls from the black bead at once, it incapacitated him, so taking the souls out of the bead part might be harder than simply shoving everything inside. But it wasn't something impossible. He was confident enough to somehow get it done.
At this moment, in particular, he felt like he could achieve anything he wanted. The souls around him made him euphoric. It was an indescribable feeling. He was bursting with power from top to bottom.
In this second, he felt as if he could raise his hand and even grab a soul that was still alive and inside a living being. The thought took root in his mind, and he felt compelled to try it out.
Holding the bead in one hand, Liam really raised his other hand and aimed for one of the lizardmen that were attacking Luna from the back.
