Re: Evolution Online

Chapter 1342  Free at last

After a huge celebratory dinner, Liam relaxed with everyone for the next couple of days. The only person absent from these festivities was Eldrin and the two nymphs. Many guessed that the elf was off having the time of his life but Liam, Rey, Madan and Lan Deming knew the truth.

Immediately after that Liam excused himself and once again dove straight into the business. He was still recovering from his wound and he did not plan on rushing it. However, that did not mean he couldn't do some housekeeping in the meantime.

He had given himself a couple of months to fully restore his soul strength and he had big plans for the entire duration. Liam teleported a few times, arriving swiftly at the boundary between the living and the dead, the huge demarcation that ran right through the middle of their new world. It was convenient that their guild base was located somewhat closer to this demarcation considering that the distance was constantly increasing as if the world was expanding little by little. He had no idea how long this was going to last. At this point, it was anyone's guess how big the final evolved world would be. A lot was going to change and they needed to be prepared for it. After all, the world was not the only thing that was evolving.

He could already sense many powerful auras as he crossed over to the boundary line. These beasts were definitely a threat to the human population which was now barely a fraction in the new world. If left unchecked the beasts would overrun the human population and completely eradicate everyone. But at the same time they were also excellent fodder for training the guild members. The only problem was that some checks and balances needed to be made.

Liam was currently planning to do exactly this. He did not wander too much from the boundary as he found a rotting tree and sat down under it. He then summoned his soul army which was now the size of a real army.

Whoosh… A silent wind swept by as dense soul energy roiled in the vicinity. The next second one after another all the forty thousand minions emerged from within the soul fog.

Roar! Howl! Chatter! Chatter!

The soul minions let out primal guttural sounds as they enjoyed the dense nether in the atmosphere. All of them seemed to be extra energetic and bloodthirsty as they took in the air filled with death and decay.

Liam stared at his army which was impressive no matter what angle one looked at it from. However, he was not satisfied. This army was simply not enough. The strength of his troops paled in comparison to the actual forces in the myriad realms.

It did not matter if it was the elves or the vampires. They were all a lot more organized and their numbers were countless. His mere forty thousand was nothing when compared to them. Not to mention his army was weak and without much of a future.

Sure, most of his soul minions were in the awakened stage thanks to the massacre back in the elven world. However, their growth stopped there and this was precisely what made them weak.

There were times when Liam had thought about how to upgrade his soul army but he mostly tried to solve the problem using his forging. He tried to forge the souls better. He tried to retain more of their memories and their personality thinking that it would help in their growth.

But only after his visit to the special prison did he realize he was completely off the mark. While his forging technique indeed mattered, there was a limit to how much perfection he could achieve. Even if they were near perfect, they would never be the same as the real thing.

Then what was the solution to his little problem?

Easy. Make them the real thing.

Actually, breathe new life into them and make them into the real deal.

Liam gave a toothy grin as he continued staring at his army. It was high time they all got the upgrade they deserved. His gaze fell on the newly minted Crawford who stood on the frontlines.

"Let him out."

Crawford nodded and the next second a person appeared on the ground in front of Liam, teleported from the spatial artifact. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

It was a tall humanoid figure with one missing ear and several missing chunks of flesh from his body. There was an unmistakable rotting smell wafting from his body, something that could only seep out of a corpse but the man blinked and opened his pitch-black eyes perfectly well and functional.

"What? What? Where am I?" Shayen turned around a few times like a dog chasing his tail, trying to orient himself as he snapped out of his stupor.

His eyes then fell on Liam, a familiar face. At first, the man felt relieved but he quickly tensed up. "You did something to me! You kidnapped me! You put me in that prison!"

Liam chuckled. "I got you out of that prison. That is not called kidnapping. That is called freeing you."

Shayen rolled his eyes. "You just moved me from one prison to another. What is the big deal? Did you actually expect me to be grateful or -" The undead then suddenly stopped in his tracks as the news fully dawned on him.

"Wait. What did you say? Did you bring me out of the prison? We are no longer inside that lizard bastard?"

Liam calmly nodded.

For the next few seconds, the undead's expressions changed from shock to delight to fear to shock to delight again as he hurriedly opened his system interface and started pulling up everything he could. Only when he finally confirmed that he was truly out of that hell, did he let out a sigh of relief.

He looked at Liam, almost about to break into tears, and laughed heartily. "You mad bastard! You really did it! How the hell did you manage to break out of that damned beast! Ha ha ha!"

"And thank you. Thank you so much for bringing me with you. I don't know why you decided to do it. But I am very very grateful." "Was it because I helped you guys by giving some introduction to that place? That was just a small silly thing. And yet you thought of this nobody when breaking out of that hellhole. Ho Ho How am I ever going to repay you!"

As he continued to listen to the undead ramble on, Liam silently smiled. Sprawled on the ground next to him, a little fox also smiled as she stared at the undead curiously.

Unfortunately for Shayen he was too overwhelmed with his emotions at the moment to notice the same type of crooked smile on both faces.