It's been over a month since the blast took place in the Dead Faction Territory, and all the areas were filled with dense radiation.
At this moment, a flying ship of federation covered in a magic barrier entered the radiation mist, and there were only three people on the ship, but these three were far from ordinary.
The Federation Master Ryan, the Alliance Chairman Mathias, and the High Priest from the Cardinal Spirit Temple, High Priest Cayson. Each one of them represents the three absolute factions.
Mathias was a burly giant about 20 meters tall, and his skin was like refined iron. He wore full body armor, making him look like a war god. His face was stern and eyes fierce, and his bald head and face were covered in purple runic tattoos; he belonged to the Thunder Giant Race, the only race among the life faction or even in the Unique Plains that controlled the thunder element!
Standing among his two associates, he looked at High Priest Cayson, who was wearing an austere priest robe with a golden eye symbol on his back, and displeasing questioned, "Why isn't Sebastian here? Didn't he say he would personally come? Or did he consider traveling with us beneath him?"
Cayson was a handsome man with a toned build, and he was 7'1-feet-tall, with fair skin and silver hair, yet beside Mathias's, he appeared like a child.
However, despite the suffocating pressure of the giant, his expression was peaceful, and he gently said as if an elder talking to a child, "Chairman, His Holiness is old, and traveling at his age isn't suitable, so he sent me to assist both of you with the best of my abilities. I can assure you, my abilities won't hinder you in any way."
Mathias's expression sank as he didn't like Cayson's tone and even found it offensive despite his gentleness. If anything, he found it disgusting and hypocritical since he knew what kind of race the Faery Humans were.
"What an absurd excuse. Are you saying that the old ghost is afraid of getting sick? He's the oldest fossil present in the entire Unique Plains and, still ruling the temple, refuses to let go of his grand position. We all know that the Old Ghost is just afraid. He doesn't even dare leave his turtle shell." Mathias sneered with mockery.
Cayson's expression remained amiable, but a hint of chillness appeared in the depth of his amber eyes, "Chairman, you are being too excessive. His Holiness always deeply cared about the innocent lives of the unique plains, and he had devoted his entire life to make sure the light would shine upon every pitiful soul…"
"Enough with your brainwashing hypocrite locutions. They might work on those fanatics of yours but not on me. If you guys care so much about light, then why the fuck do you never join us to eradicate those harbingers of darkness?" Mathias coldly questioned as he was getting angry now.
As the First Leader of the Life Faction, he knew better than anyone that the Cardinal Spirit Temple's light affinity was extremely potent to the Dark Beings; it was an incurable poison. Yet, these guys never interfere with the war and remain true to their nature as one of the powers of the Neutral Faction.
But they always spread their fake dogmas about being the warriors of light and eradicators of evil. Almost every member of the life faction who knew about the cruelty of the Dark Beings hated the Cardinal Spirit Temple to the core.
If they weren't worried about them joining the Dark Beings, they would have waged war on them long ago since the temple had the lowest number of people among all factions.
"Living in the dark didn't make anyone black; what counts is the light of heart." Cayson amiably stated, making a vein pop on Mathias's temple as he was really trying his best not to crush this guy's head like an egg.
"Alright, that's enough. We all know that these bodies are just Soul Puppets with our appearances. No one had the guts to come here in person since a corner rabbit would also bite. We are just here for reconnaissance and to confirm if Necro is still alive and if Captain Free Sword is in his hand. So, behave, I don't want to lose this precious Soul Puppet!" An extremely handsome elf with snow-like long white hair chided. He was Ryan.
The Soul Puppets were extremely precious life-saving treasures that were made with precious Spiritual Soul Alloy. This alloy had a special trait that could allow it to mimic magic spells, and they could store in it like magic scrolls, but the power it brought out was only 40% of the original, so it wasn't as useful as magic scrolls.
But a few thousand years ago, someone created puppets by using Spiritual Soul Alloy, and these puppets can not only be controlled from millions of miles away, but they can also completely mimic someone's 25% prowess.
Furthermore, it was extremely hard to tell if the puppet was a real person or not because of the extremely meticulous design of the Soul Puppet.
The strangest part was that this person made this method public by using the Star Network and selling it for a huge price. So, when all the powers got the winds of this Soul Puppet, they took quick action and began to make their own soul puppets, especially the people of three steps of legend ranks.
But for strange reasons, the Dark Beings can't use the Spiritual Soul Alloy as it turned like a simple metal in their hands. It's like the Spiritual Soul Alloy rejects dark beings, which made the life faction extremely ecstatic and dark beings depressed when they found out about Soul Puppets.
Anyhow, 25% power may not seem much, but for people like the three steps of legends, it was an extremely heaven-defying means of entering the Unique Plains, taking care of some trouble, or even using it as a suicide bomber.
However, their dreams quickly shattered when they found that almost all the Spiritual Soul Alloy was bought by someone. This alloy has always been rare, and since no one knew about its true value at that time, no one paid much attention to it except for some alchemists who were studying it.
This caused a huge ripple between the two factions, and they all quickly acquired every piece of Spiritual Soul Alloy present by any means. Still, it wasn't enough to create an army, and they were only able to refine about five or six soul puppets per power.
As for the exact number, no one truly knows. But the Soul Puppets were treated like extremely precious treasures and all of them were in the hands of Faction Leader level figures.
Now that the two factions have joined hands for the path of legend and confront Necro, they naturally won't miss this chance to struct him while he's done. This was a godsend opportunity.
But still, they first wanted to scout the enemy, so they all sent a soul puppet instead of their true bodies since a wounded tiger was still a tiger, especially when that tiger was on his own mountain.
They will only act personally once they confirm that Necro was really wounded and they were in any position to wage war in this radiation. It was also a protective shield.
At this moment, the ship finally entered the territory of the Central Dead Continent!