Poison God's Heritage

As I was finalizing the production line, the Automaton, keeper of the Lord of Lords pagoda came to me with a small jade in hand.

"The lady had said that you'll need this."

I grabbed the jade and placed it against my forehead. Knowledge of a world that has sadly perished flooded my mind. It wasn't pervasive nor offensive, it was gentle and calm. Echoing through my mind telling me how to shape and morph the way of the soul.

And in it, the technique to command and learn what the Soulsteel is. Sadly, the portion of how to modify the Soulsteel using one's soul was not something I could learn. It was there, within the knowledge given, but it was unusable for me.

If I were to give it an example, it was as if I was a jigsaw board, and the piece in front of me had no place to fit in nor shape to fit in.

No wonder only the royal family could control this metal. Since only they are attuned to it.

Displays of mastery and ability to control the Soulsteel appeared in my mind.

For anyone else, they'd think that this is some form of mystical and unattainable art that is derived from the royal family alone. But for me… these displays are as obvious as the sun.

"Wavelengths… it's just simple wavelengths. I see… so to move and affect the Soulsteel one's soul needs to be at a certain wavelength, the royal family are already born with a specific wavelength of their soul which makes the ability to control the Soulsteel unique to them. As for everyone else… they shouldn't be able to due to the wavelength difference of their souls…"

Sadly, I cannot do that. I can't change my wavelength since I have no idea what it should be and what frequency I need to be at to be able to tamper or modify the Soulsteel, not to mention even if I did know the exact specifics, I wouldn't dare do it. Modifying one's soul even by a bit will cause irreversible damage.

But that doesn't mean that all hope is lost. I can probably figure something out later, as for right now, I don't have the time or ability to understand something like that.

I put the thought away for now and continued learning the mantra.

It was rather simple as this mantra was easily accessible to all who had a soul and sentience. It would allow one to open a good portion of the accessible rooms and paths and allow them to sense whoever is nearby if their soul is strong enough. Within the Bastion of course.

After learning it, I left the area and headed down to the prairies. Zhang Tian and Dao Shen were both still meditating, while Law was pretty much exploring around.

I sent all of them along with the Fire King a divine sense message. "The Queen didn't make it." I said

Zhang Tian was the first to answer, "What a sad thing. Although she had some hope, but to go against the law of the world is a futile thing to do. May she rest in peace."

The Fire King flew out of the volcano area and landed right in front of me.

His expressions were strained, and he looked uncomfortable, "Where is her body?" he said.

It wasn't his voice, but the Darkest Sun's own voice.

"What do you need it for?" I asked.

"It's the body of a person from a land far away, they reached great heights in cultivation their body is useful," he said.

"Sadly, that's not the case, the body you speak of would need to have its Qi preserved, the ice prison she was in was not preserving her Qi. Her Qi had fully dissipated, her body is nothing but slime right now," I said.

The Darkest Sun snorted, "You have no use for a body such as that, just hand it over when you come out," he said.

I sighed and threw the Fire Lord a small urn.

He grabbed it and asked, "What is this?"

"Her remains," I said.

The Fire Lord frowned and opened the lid on the urn. And before he could even act, his arm shuddered and he lost control over it. He dipped his finger into the sludge inside the urn and tasted it.

I would have thrown up if I hadn't been dissecting the Rakshasas or have had a weaker stomach.

Law on the other hand, seemed to be throwing up last week's dinner.

Even Zhang Tian who rarely expressed anything looked extremely uncomfortable.

The Fire Lord on the other hand was probably the most disgusted of all of us, after all the Darkest Sun was using the fire lord's body to taste some human remains.

"Damn, she really did die… curses," the Darkest Sun said and withdrew his control over the Fire Lord's hand and mouth.

The Fire Lord didn't hesitate a second before he galvanized his Qi and opened his mouth, shooting out a blast of flames in the air.

"Fucking disgusting bastard…" he kept on cursing, and the cursed increased in color, tone, and intensity, they were so colorful and passionate that I had no doubt that they would make even a sailor blush.

The Fire Lord handed me back the urn and went away to probably throw up or come up with more ingenious curses.

The sludge was the residue of the cells from the Queen's body. It was all dead cells mushed into goo.

So that should get the Darkest Sun off my back.

"Here, everyone take these," I said as I handed everyone a bunch of ammunition and showed them how to use it.

"What are these?" Law asked.

"These are ammunitions that are designed to destroy the Rakshasa. The white magazines are for the white rakshasa, the Gray are for the brutes, and the silver ones for the silver Rakshasas, I guess that's obvious enough." I said.

"Oh, silver magazines are limited," Law said.

"Because there aren't many of them, also we're not he ones who'll be doing the bulk of the shooting, these are to protect yourselves. Use your Qi as you see fit. We'll exit the pagoda in twenty-four hours," I said.

That should be enough time for the puppets to finalize creating the bullets we'll need.

Time trickled by as I was preparing the puppets that were going in for the fight. Hundreds of puppets were standing in the prairies waiting for orders.

Behind them even more were loading up more ammo and weapons.

At this point in time I had the idea of needing to make tanks, but I had to give up the thought, after all, tanks are far slower than most of these monsters, and they'll be too slow to aim and shoot.

I continued giving orders for the puppets who were going to act as our shield and get us out of this mess. We are probably not capable of killing everything but we can definitely push them back with sheer fire power.

The time quickly reached the ready point, and everyone was fully prepared. The Fire Lord, Dao Shen, Zhang Tian and Law were all checking the weapons I had given them.

"Remember, point the weapon's end at the enemies, and squeeze the trigger. Careful not to crush it. Anyway, I'm opening the path out let's go."

"Lord, the room is clear, the fiends are roaming the entire Bastion trying to find the lost crystal. They have yet to realize that it is not in the same spatial fold."

"Good, then open the gate for us," I said.

The portal opened for us and the puppets jumped down in a row of tens.

One row after another they jumped into the portal and started moving forward, weapons ready to intercept any opponent.

A few dozen puppets were already out, broken and shattered. But many of them simply disabled themselves and were spared the destruction. The rakshasa probably thought that they were destroyed or unfunctional and left them alone.

Good, at least they're not wasted.

A bunch of puppets had come down to collect the scraps and destroyed puppets while more and more puppets came down to fight.
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The path forward was long and wide, and should allow the row of ten puppets to move forward with ease.

The first row had Shield bearing puppets who will be tanking most of the damage, while the second row had puppets with long range weapons.

This continued on, row after row, of puppets with weapons and others with shields to protect them.

The goal was to stall and suppress, not to conquer. We needed to leave the base so our goal was rather simple.

On the other side of the hallway, a white rakshasa screeched loud as it had noticed the hundreds of incoming puppets.

Its loud soul rending screech was enough of an alert to call every other rakshasa nearby.

And they came sprinting.