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Arthur stood above the Black Mountain Fortress, looking down and observing the progress of the battle below. The Mage Tower battleship behind him mobilized from time to time to carry out precise strikes on the ground from an altitude of several thousand meters to help the troops on the ground clear their way forward. obstacles.

This battle has evolved into an asymmetrical battle. The enemy did not realize this. They still followed the previous tradition and defended tenaciously, so they suffered heavy losses under the artillery fire. Then after quickly losing half of the people, I realized that this was a new way of fighting, completely different from the previous way of fighting.

At this point, the outcome of the battle is almost irreversible.

The riots of gladiators near the city's arena made the situation even worse.

"You, you, don't even think about defeating Noxus"

The seriously injured Noxian officer lay on the ground and pointed at Alistar. Around him lay the warriors killed by the gladiators themselves.

They had no idea that these gladiator slaves, who in the past would only lie in the arena and fight life and death for their entertainment, would become so brave after having weapons in their hands, and they would fight regardless of their own safety, as if they had some kind of aura of blessing, fighting. Perhaps the outcome was already doomed from the moment this tauren slave led the gladiators to rush up from behind them.

"Hmm Noxus, don't take it for granted."

Daji's voice came from the side, looking at the Noxian officer on the ground and said, "Noxus has nothing that cannot be defeated."

"You must know that your so-called glory of the ancient empire is simply false. The people of Noxus were just a group of poor people who relied on the ruins of the ancient empire to survive and stay together for warmth. There is nothing to be proud of.

She showed off to the other party the history of the Noxian Empire that she had just learned from her master.

"You you lied"

The dying Noxian Legion refused to die angrily, glaring at Daji with wide eyes. The glory of the Empire cannot be scorned.

The tauren Alistar next to him also looked at Daji in surprise. This was the first time they had heard about the history of Noxus. On this continent, this empire had been showing off its power for so long that they rarely knew the past history of this empire.

"Well of course I'm right."

Daji added,

"What's more, these people are not even real Noxians at all."

Daji is right.

With the expansion of the Noxus Empire, the former Norsusians had long since perished. Many of these later warriors actually came from tribes and cities that had been conquered by the empire. They had no knowledge of the history of the former empire. To some extent, they understand that they are just being taught the so-called glory of the empire all day long.

"So, you see, poor people are always so pitiful."

"Perhaps their ancestors, like your tribe, all died at the hands of the Noxians, but now they are fighting for their enemies, taking the enemy's glory as their own glory, but leaving their ancestors aside. , this is human nature.”

Daji pretended to sigh.

When the Tauren heard this, he immediately felt justified. The Tauren, who had a strong sense of racial belonging, turned around and looked at the Noxian officer at his feet with contempt. That look directly made the Noxian on the ground cough up a mouthful of blood again. , completely passed away.

"Look, this is how you want to defeat the enemy. The master said that if you want to destroy your country, you must first destroy its history. We not only have to defeat their bodies in battle, but also crush their souls and destroy their spirits."

Daji said proudly.

Alleria, the elf captain next to her, was enlightened after hearing this. Yes, that's it. Only in this way can this huge empire be completely destroyed.

Lord Arthur, you must have such a wise and wise mind to say such thought-provoking words.

The elf captain had even more heartfelt respect for his genius commander.

How did they know that Daji was just looking for an opportunity to stimulate the souls of these Noxians before she died, so that their souls would be more violent and hateful, so that they could bear more beautiful fruits.

Over the fortress, thousands of meters above the ground, in a claustrophobic dark space inside the Master Arthur Tower, a huge dark vortex is constantly rotating in the core of the space, creating a majestic attraction. The entire fortress In the sky above, countless souls who died in battle could not help but leave their bodies under the attraction of this soul vortex, flew high into the sky, and were sucked into this claustrophobic space specially created by Arthur for them.

And in the center of this dark soul vortex, a huge soul crystal as big as Groot's entire body is blooming there, serving as a habitat for these attracted souls.

Yes, for Arthur, on the one hand, the purpose of this war was to occupy the Black Mountain Fortress and fulfill his promise to mentor Victor in advance. On the other hand, he also wanted to collect souls on a large scale.

For a genius alchemist who wants to follow in the footsteps of his mentor, how can he not have a soul with objective quantity and quality in hand?

His mentor Victor had accumulated this objective soul wealth in the previous decades of long life experience, but for him, it was obvious that he did not have the time to accumulate such a wealth. and energy.

Therefore, it is almost inevitable for him to continue to initiate wars with his own hands and continue to harvest souls in the war.

As the enemy of this war, the Noxians naturally became the target of his harvest. He personally set off this feast of soul harvesting.

The purpose of war is not just to kill the enemy, but to harvest these precious souls.

These souls who have experienced countless bloody wars are all drivers of the best war machines.

Arthur's tentacles of thought penetrated deeply into the constantly rotating soul vortex in this space, feeling the painful memories of the harvested souls in it.

Each of these collected souls means that the strength in his hands becomes stronger.

Moreover, what is even more tragic is that not only did these souls themselves become the objects of his enslavement, but the experiences and memories they accumulated throughout their lives also became the precious treasures of the soul alchemists.

There are many soul alchemists who like to use the memories and experiences of harvested souls to make some exquisite props.

For example, some illusions, and another example, some ordinary people's dreams.

If such a thing were placed on the earth, it would definitely be regarded as a trick only used by terrifying dark wizards or demons, but here, it would only be regarded as a strange and unprofessional habit by ordinary alchemists in the same industry. That’s all.

After all, alchemists who pursue the Great Dao spend their entire lives studying the mysterious truths and laws of time. How can they have time to study and analyze the memories of ordinary people?

Maybe the memories of those powerful spellcasters and professionals in the past are indeed of some use, but the memories of these ordinary people, they may have never traveled a hundred miles away from their homes in their lives, their tired and boring lives What value is life to a great spellcaster?

Arthur stood in the void, looking at the swirling soul vortex in the space.

Then a voice sounded from behind:

"Oh, I guessed it right, it's the smell of soul."

A scarlet figure appeared in the space.

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