The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

No matter how furious Xu Chu was in the barracks, and no matter how hard the soldiers in the barracks tried to find Zhang Chen, Zhang Chen was guarding Voldemort in the center of the battlefield.

He shot a drop of spiritual rain in his hand into the void, and watched the spiritual rain gradually disappear in the air. A magic array enveloped the surrounding space, and Zhang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

"In this way, people outside should not be able to see the specific situation here."

At night, this place is not conspicuous. After all, ordinary people can't see the soul storm, and Voldemort also has a death cloak. After turning on the invisibility, ordinary people can't see him, so he is not worried about being seen. But during the day, there will be more or less clues here, so Zhang Chen arranged a magic array around to be on the safe side, and by the way, Zhang Chen also isolated the sharp sound caused by the operation of the soul storm.

After a night of absorption, Voldemort's state is different from before.

The most intuitive thing is that Voldemort's control over the soul storm is getting stronger and stronger, and the sharp sound produced by the storm is getting smaller and smaller.

Zhang Chen estimated that it may be over today.

Now that there was nothing to do and the magic array was set up, Zhang Chen was ready to go back to the military camp.

On the way back, Zhang Chen walked leisurely all the way. Just when he reached the woods near the military camp, Zhang Chen saw a group of soldiers walking towards him, with happy faces as if they were a wedding procession, smiling at Zhang Chen particularly brightly.

"Found it! Found it!"

"Hurry up and notify the general!"

The moment they saw Zhang Chen, all the soldiers were shocked.

Zhang Chen was startled by these soldiers, "What's wrong with you?"

One of the soldiers smiled bitterly, "Sir, we have been looking for you all morning. If we don't find you, we will go directly to the battlefield to look for you."

Zhang Chen shook his head, "Why are you looking for me? It's all over."

The soldier was a little embarrassed, "But the general..."

Zhang Chen smiled, "It's okay, you just go back, and I will talk to Xu Chu in person when the time comes."

After that, Zhang Chen ignored the soldier's bitter face and walked straight into the military camp.

After walking for a while, Zhang Chen felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, the soul storm had already weakened, and Zhang Chen had set up the illusion array in the morning, which also isolated the fluctuations of the soul storm. Otherwise, these soldiers might have been stunned as soon as they came out.

After entering the barracks, although Zhang Chen had asked the soldiers to go back to do what they should do, the soldiers still followed Zhang Chen, fearing that Zhang Chen would run away again.

Zhang Chen ignored it. After all, this was also the task given to them by Xu Chu, and they were just fulfilling their duties.

Sighing, Zhang Chen still walked towards Xu Chu's military tent.

Because some soldiers had told Xu Chu that Zhang Chen was back, Zhang Chen saw Xu Chu standing outside the military tent when he arrived.

Xu Chu saw Zhang Chen coming and immediately greeted him, "Sir, you are really powerful! You only came for one night and solved the problem that has troubled us for more than ten days."

Zhang Chen waved his hand and said modestly, "Don't be polite, I am just good at this, not to mention I didn't do anything."

Xu Chu laughed, "Sir is really too modest, I must not stop drinking tonight!"

When Zhang Chen heard that it was evening, he immediately declined, "Forget it tonight, the matter has not been completely resolved, and there is still a long time for drinking. I estimate that I may stay here for a few days."

When Xu Chu heard that Zhang Chen had to go out tonight to be busy, he immediately said that he could not delay Zhang Chen's business.

After chatting with Xu Chu for a while, Zhang Chen returned to his military tent to rest.

Speaking of which, this military tent was arranged for Zhang Chen since yesterday, but it was not until now that Zhang Chen rested in it for the first time, which made Zhang Chen sigh that he was born to be a hard worker.

In the evening, Zhang Chen was meditating in the military tent.

Because Zhang Chen had made arrangements before, no soldiers or generals came to find Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen also took this opportunity to have a good rest.

Suddenly, Zhang Chen woke up from meditation and opened his eyes.

"It's time."

After saying that, Zhang Chen disappeared from the military tent in an instant, and only the curtain at the door of the military tent swayed slightly as if blown by the breeze.

The next moment, Zhang Chen appeared outside the military tent.

"Fortunately, I remembered that I still have this skill recently, otherwise it might not be easy to come out." Zhang Chen thought happily while walking towards the center of the battlefield.

At this time, there were very few soul storms in the center of the battlefield, and the power was completely different from before. Although Voldemort had been here for a day and a night, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

When Zhang Chen returned here, he had already discovered Voldemort's situation.

Zhang Chen touched his chin, "It seems that there has been a lot of progress, not bad, not bad, at least it means that a contract has not been wasted."

If Voldemort could hear what Zhang Chen said, he might be angry to death.

Zhang Chen had done everything he could to get Voldemort to sign the contract, but now that he had a stronger teammate, he actually said that Voldemort did not waste the contract!

Fortunately, Voldemort was concentrating on absorbing the residual soul and did not hear what Zhang Chen said at all.

Even so, Zhang Chen still felt a little guilty.

Without waiting too long, Zhang Chen's estimate was relatively accurate, and soon Voldemort's body changed.

There were fewer and fewer souls in the soul storm, and a steady stream of residual souls poured into Voldemort's body, but the absorption had already come to an end. As the last wisp of residual soul entered Voldemort's body, the previously terrifying soul storm completely disappeared without a trace, and a layer of white light that gave people a sense of holiness appeared on Voldemort's body.

The white light only lasted for a while before it was absorbed into Voldemort's body.

At this time, Voldemort finally opened his eyes that had been closed for a day and a night. At the moment his eyes opened, a pressure from the soul surged in all directions.

Zhang Chen didn't feel anything in this pressure. After all, his soul had been transformed by the Xuanyuan Sword, not to mention that the gap between his cultivation and Voldemort's before was too big, but Zhang Chen didn't feel anything, which didn't mean that others didn't. Almost at the first moment when the pressure spread, the soldiers and generals in the entire Cao camp felt breathless. Although it was only a moment, they were still affected.

Among them, Xu Chu is the most sensitive to pressure.

The author overestimated his writing ability. No need to wait for the third update. I will make up for it tomorrow.