A rare magical miracle in the world

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'Do Miracle Troops crafted in such a way truly have potential?'

If it's merely for quantity, then why bother infusing souls into living bodies?

On the contrary, since you have infused them with souls, you must treat them well.

This neither here-nor-there approach gives Sheila the impression that the Lord of the Birch Trees is not creating a troop type but simply indulging in a hobby of transformation.

'Ka ka ka.'

Sheila clutched the living doll, wanting to smash it.

Although it's somewhat cruel, for the girls, this might be their liberation.

'Wu~~'

However, the old woman beside her let out a pleading cry towards Sheila.

Unlike Rhode, the old woman hadn't died; she was just having a nightmare and would wake up in reality when dawn came the next day.

'You, want to save them?'

Sheila was cold in nature, but not heartless.

If possible, Sheila was also willing to give the rescue and help within her power.

The education Bai Luo gave her was not to meddle, but when confronted with an issue, she couldn't back down and had to stay true to her heart.

Now, Sheila wanted to save the souls of the innocent girls in the dolls.

Even though she might not have such an ability, Sheila truly wanted them to find peace, rather than suffering a cruel disintegration of their souls.

'Sheila.'

At that moment, time around her suddenly stood still, and Bai Luo's voice rang in Sheila's ears: 'This is beyond your capabilities.'

'I'm sorry.'

Sheila lowered her head: 'I, I just...

'Thinking nonsense,' Bai Luo said, 'I mean, this is within my capabilities!'

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Sheila exclaimed: 'Brother Bai Luo, you're willing to save them?'

'In the Ancient City, there are those who deserve to die, and the innocent who should not.'

Just like the four girls who were brutally killed by Old Mordy before, their Spirit Bodies hadn't died but were preserved within Lyon's Dreamscape.

At dawn, they would wake up at their original places.

As for Old Mordi...

He won't wake up. For people like him, dying in Lyon's Dreamscape meant truly dying.

'Now, I've got to try.'

The souls of the seven girls weren't as simple as Spirit Bodies; they were more like ghosts created by someone.

Within the Miracle Troop Type, there is a very special existence called 'Reincarnation', which means changing from one species to another.

This isn't evolution or mutation, but a departure of the soul.

The Tree Elves use such a method, collecting 'Soul Energy' that roams in the air and then merging it with the force of life, thus gestating Tree Elf infants.

In fact, Bai Luo had Lyon collect the 'Spirit Bodies' of innocent people who had died senselessly in the Ancient City.

A Spirit Body, in essence, is the same as a soul, just called by a different name.

Any Miracle capable of creating soul-type troops has a certain level of research on the soul plane.

Bai Luo couldn't bring back a mere dissipated soul.

But the girls were more like lives continuing in another form— they were no longer just souls, but Offspring of Miracles!

'To save them, I will have to compete with the Lord of the Birch Trees for the souls of these girls.'

Sheila is now of Heroic Level and is the dear Miracle Daughter to him.

Just like Hailbo's confrontation with the King of Aolai, Bai Luo wants to contend with the Lord of the Birch Trees through Sheila.

'But won't this expose us?'

Even without this incident, the Lord of the Birch Trees would sense the situation here after his people are dug out.

So Bai Luo cannot hide it, nor does he plan to hide from him.

'Not to worry.'

Bai Luo is already an enemy force to the Iron Eagle Kingdom, having offended both the Iron Eagle King and Count Thorn; offending the Lord of the Birch Trees as well is of no concern.

As the saying goes, in the world of chivalry, extensive debts do not oppress one.

Of course, the main reason is Bai Luo is not afraid of the Lord of the Birch Trees.

A Lower Tier Master of Miracles whose troops are mostly living bodies, and one who foolishly focuses more on quantity over quality in his banquet of absurdities.

Not to mention others, with Lyon by his side, Bai Luo doesn't care for the Lord of the Birch Trees.

Even if he really sends troops, there are Lilith and Sherri.

Two major Miracle Entities, who are more formidable than Lyon in combat strength, even if the Lord of the Birch Trees himself came, they are confident they can block him.

'Once we conquer the Ancient City, he will become our neighbor,' Bai Luo said, 'With such a person, we cannot show weakness or compromise; we must start with a thunderous momentum, making him realize we're not to be trifled with!'

'Are you planning to display Royal Prestige?'

'No.'

Bai Luo certainly would not expose Royal Prestige to the Lord of the Birch Trees. What he has to do now is merely snatch the souls from the opposite hand: 'To deal with him, there's no need for Royal Prestige.'

'This disloyal Miracle, just like dimensional resources, is ownerless property!'

Bai Luo said, 'What I want to take, he cannot keep.'

'What should I do?'

'Grab it!'

Bai Luo told Sheila to hold tightly onto the living doll, then poured the life force of the Tree Elves, along with the power of the Yellow Spring from the newly acquired Ancient Chronicles, into it simultaneously.

'Glala glala glala!!'

The living doll screamed frantically, and in the west of the Ancient City, a castle lay across an endless plain.

'Crack.'

As a man enjoying a delicious dinner put down his cutlery, he elegantly wiped his mouth and said with slight dissatisfaction, 'Disturbing one's meal is a rude affair.'

'Human cheeks taste best in moments of despair when they're still desperately trying to justify themselves.'

The Lord of the Birch Trees smiled: 'However, a guest is more important than a fine meal.'

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