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Chapter 182 Yan Mozi’s decision (1800 first orders, more updates please subscribe!!)

Enmazi, who was outside Qingniufang City, was not as happy as Fang Chang. He was soaking in a magma pool with a gloomy expression.

He had already transformed himself into the body of a fire demon, so after his vitality was injured, the healing elixir provided by the human monks was not as effective as the natural element for him.

There are no volcanoes around Qingniu Mountain. This magma pool was temporarily created by him using his racial talent to attract the power of earth fire.

"What kind of magical power is that?"

Enmazi recalled the inheritance he had received from Lord Enma, but he had no impression of it.

Between heaven and earth, there are countless magical powers, as well as all kinds of weird racial bloodlines. How can the inheritance of just one Flame Demon Lord be able to cover them all?

It is common sense to have no impression.

"However, that person did not take the opportunity to use it a second time. Obviously this magical power must be a very heavy burden for him, otherwise he would not talk nonsense with me."

"However, I have no way to block his magical power. The technique of death by fire will severely damage my vitality once I use it. Even if I try my best, I can only use it three times at most.

After three times, there is no more strength to fight.

If not, why would I retreat?"

With the baptism of magma, Enmazi's body gradually turned into a red color, like a solidified magma stone, and his face was wrapped in flames, and a purple flame appeared on his head.

The temperature of the magma pool dropped accordingly, and all the heat in it was absorbed by the Balrog.

"Changes will happen later. As time goes by, if they are allowed to refine spiritual objects and control spiritual veins, I will be even more helpless against them."

"It seems like that's all..."

Yan Mozi slowly closed his eyes and sank to the bottom of the pool.

A few hours later.

The pool has completely solidified, leaving only a dark red rock.

Suddenly, the stone exploded, and Enmazi jumped out naked, having regained his human body.

All three men surrounded him.

"Lord!"

With Enmazi's temperament, if he dares to bring his subordinates with him, these three people have already been completely controlled by him, and his thoughts can determine their life or death.

"how's it going?"

Enmako asked as he put on his clothes.

Although he hasn't fully recovered yet, it's only a matter of time.

"I am disappointed, Lord. The man has not made any movement since he entered Fang City. My subordinates have sent people to closely monitor Fang City. If there is any trouble, we will discover it."

The man in black robes among the three said.

Yan Mozi shook his head and said: "He is more cautious than I thought, but this further proves that he is strong on the outside and capable on the inside. It seems that the magical power can't be used much."

Suddenly, he looked at Huo Ren among the three and asked:

"How many more fire slaves do we have?"

The Fire Slave is a puppet-like existence that he transformed into a living person by performing fire torture.

It was also the basis for his previous rule in the Flame Demon Realm.

Otherwise, with his habit of sleeping to extend his life, how could he rule the world again so quickly after waking up?

Of course, transforming into a fire slave also has a certain burden and consumption on Yan Mozi. It is probably the same as the elixir of the golden elixir monk. If it is consumed too much, it can easily lead to stagnant cultivation.

However, as a thousand-year-old devil, Yan Mozi has a lot of savings. Before reaching a certain amount, transforming into a fire slave will not have much impact on him.

Pyro replied: "About three hundred more."

"Only three hundred?"

Enmazi looked dissatisfied.

Huo Ren explained: "Because of the previous battles, we suffered some heavy losses, and most of the Huo slaves have not yet been contacted. This world is too big."

When they came to this world with great ambitions, they brought with them an army of 100,000 fire slaves and dozens of golden elixir level warriors.

As a result, no one thought that the space would change and everyone was separated.

The reason why the three of them were able to join Enmazi so quickly.

It's just because they have already regarded Enmazi as their master, offered soul fire, and formed a restriction, so they can communicate across distances.

If this method hadn't put a lot of burden on Enmazi himself, and the three were already close to their limit, he would have turned all the other golden elixirs in the Enma Realm into his slaves.

Yan Mozi frowned and thought for a while, then ordered:

"Let them all come over."

The fire man seemed to know what Enmazi wanted to do, so he turned around and summoned the fire slaves without asking any more questions.

"Three hundred fire slaves are not enough. I need more fire slaves."

Yan Mozi looked at the other two golden elixirs, a man in black robes and a totem man.

"Within ten days, I want you to gather ten thousand fire slaves."

The faces of the black-robed man and the totem man changed, but they all knew Yan Mozi's temperament and could not tolerate their refusal, so they all nodded in agreement at this moment.

"Yes, Lord."

The best materials for fire slaves are cultivators, because only monks can resist the fire torture for a long enough time.

Otherwise, there is no way to turn into a fire slave, and it will only turn into a mummy.

Of course, ordinary people can also be used as materials for making fire slaves, but it usually takes ten to make one fire slave, and their strength and quality are not as good as those of monks.

In a hurry, they couldn't find ten thousand practitioners, so they could only attack ordinary people.

Ten thousand fire slaves means one hundred thousand lives.

"Go hunting, don't let me down."

Enmazi waved his hand.

At this time, the fire man had already arrived with three hundred fire slaves.

Most of the so-called fire slaves are Pyromen who look similar to Pyromen. They have no faces, only burning humanoid outlines, and a few animal-shaped ones.

The colors of the flames are also different, including gray-white, orange-red, and red and blue.

And like the golden elixir realm fireman, it is black and red.

Enmazi glanced at some of the fire slaves with some disgust.

“The quality is really poor.”

Many of these fire slaves were transformed by him in the process, and the quality is naturally not much higher.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, and one of the sluggish gray-white fire slaves exploded like a bubble stuck by a needle. One of the light red fire rays was sucked away by Enmako from the exploding flame.

As the line of fire was absorbed, Yan Mozi's aura suddenly became stronger.

These fire slaves are both his battle puppets and his human elixirs. Each fire slave contains a trace of fire spiritual power.

The three hundred fire slaves quickly exploded one by one, and countless light red and light blue fire threads were like fireflies leaping in the air, all of which were swallowed by Enmazi.

Enmako then spit out a black-red bead.

This is the Flame Demon Bead, which is the power of the Flame Demon that Flame Demon accumulated after sleeping in the crater for hundreds of years. It is also an indispensable material for the fire torture.

Yan Mozi slowly closed his eyes and began to refine the spiritual power of fire.

"After they come back, you will be responsible for presiding over the fire. The fire slaves that I need cannot be cut off."

This time, he will break through the Nascent Soul realm in one go!

Since there is no way to resist that person's divine light in the Golden Core realm, he will break through to the Nascent Soul.

Originally, he planned to use the essence of his spiritual veins to break through, and perhaps have a chance to achieve the legendary immortal Nascent Soul. But at this moment, if he did not reach the realm of Nascent Soul, he could not even touch the shadow of his spiritual veins.

Success or failure depends on this!

Well, I won’t make any excuses today. Yesterday, they said I had a cerebral hemorrhage. I obviously just played too much on my phone and put too much pressure on my little finger.

(End of chapter)