Chapter 819: The Holy Flame Spirit Born from the Body of a Giant Beast

In the Mesir demiplane, Verin stood on top of the giant beast, holding the Sword of Anansi in his hand, and used gentle force to slice through the hard skin.

The fishy blood slowly flowed out from the wound, exuding a disgusting smell.

In less than a moment, the wound healed automatically.

"Can you tell what the origin is?"

Looking at Kyle flying over, Verin put away the Sword of Anansi and asked.

Kyle stood next to Verin and said, "According to my research, this giant beast should be a product of the late magical civilization of the Metagoya plane. Because the beast god fled to the star world, the plane world was in turmoil. , lifting the oppression on these ancient weapons and allowing them to wake up from their slumber. "

Weilin put his hands behind his back, stared into the beast's eyes, and asked. "Can this behemoth be used to our advantage?"

Kyle didn't speak, he just raised his left hand and tore off a soul fragment from the giant beast's thick soul.

The moment the soul fragment left the giant beast's body, disgusting whispers echoed around.

Looking down, I saw that the fragments of souls had turned into evil in the world. Countless souls tried to break free, but were pulled back by countless tentacles.

"Lord, what do you think this looks like?"

"It's a bit like the Necromancer's Stitched Corpse Monster, but this is the soul version." Verin couldn't bear to let his eyes be polluted anymore, so he raised his right hand and smashed the filthy thing into pieces with one punch.

When Kyle saw this, a holy flame rose from his fingertips.

In an instant, the holy flame expanded rapidly and turned into a giant net, collecting hundreds of filthy objects into it.

Looking at the soul wailing in the holy flame, Kyle said indifferently: "Lord, the body of the giant beast is the fusion of thousands of flesh and blood. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, it has formed a new life form."

"As for its soul, the same is true. Under the evolution of time, it has become a strange polymer, which can be called the evil in the world."

"It's almost impossible to control this beast, unless you want to be mistaken for the evil alignment."

Hearing Kyle's words, Verin frowned slightly and asked unwillingly, "Can it be transformed into a war weapon like the War Beast Puppet?"

"Lord, maybe in the future, maybe you can ask the Duke of Moravia for help. If we only rely on our own strength, it will be difficult to complete the transformation of a high-level soul beast."

Looking down at this behemoth, Weilin thought for a moment and decided to leave this problem to his future self.

"Destroy its soul, seal its body, and let us in the future figure out how to transform this giant beast."

Seeing this, Kyle nodded and infused magic power into the holy flame, allowing it to expand infinitely.

In less than a moment, a giant net woven by flames appeared in the air and slowly fell, shrouding the giant beast in it.

Burning deep into the soul, the beast began to resist.

Above the sky, the clouds dispersed.

The holy flame uses the evil soul of the giant beast as nourishment to absorb and grow stronger.

"interesting."

Weilin heard Kyle's whisper and asked curiously: "What happened?"

"Lord, this holy flame gave birth to a trace of consciousness." Kyle did not hide anything and told it without hesitation.

After Weilin heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "How can I say, your 'child' is about to be born."

The Holy Flame was born in the hands of Kyle, so what is it if it's not his child?

Hearing this, Kyle looked a little shocked, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Lord, you can't say that."

"Although this ball of holy flame was born in my hands, it feeds on the soul of the giant beast and gradually gives birth to consciousness. In the final analysis, it is my own creation. I can only provide it with a body."

"Okay, okay, it's not your child, that's enough."

Weilin spread his hands, pretending to be helpless.

When Kyle saw this, he didn't say anything. Anyway, he would not recognize this so-called child. At most, he would accept him as his family and take more care of him.

Looking at Kyle's expression, Weilin felt a little inexplicably funny.

However, as a lord, he managed his expression very well. At most, he only smiled secretly in his heart for a while.

As time passed, the behemoth's swings became smaller and smaller.

When the last part of the giant beast's soul was swallowed up by the holy flame, his ears instantly became silent.

Under the gaze of the two people, the holy flame, which was like a mountain, began to shrink, and finally condensed into an egg.

"Something seems wrong."

The holy flame surrounding the fiery red egg slowly dimmed, and seemed to be extinguishing.

Just as Weilin was about to speak, he saw Kyle coming to the egg made of holy flames, placing his hands on the egg, and instilling his own power into it.

Seeing this scene, Wei Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and thought to himself: "Although he said he didn't recognize the child, his behavior was very honest."

Three hours later, seeing Kyle showing signs of weakness, Verin said, "Refining the flesh and blood of that giant beast."

The voice of his master rang in his ears, and Kyle looked a little shocked.

"Hahaha, compared to this giant beast, I want to see the creatures born from the holy flame." Weilin said with a smile, his tone was very free and easy.

When a giant beast is gone, it's gone. It doesn't do any harm anyway, it just leaves no more problems for my future self.

"Yes, Lord."

Kyle opened his mouth to answer, and separated two low-level clones of the languid soul, and asked them to work together to refine the flesh and blood energy of the giant beast and instill it into the egg formed by the holy flame.

The blood and flesh energy of the beast was poured into the fiery red egg, and the holy flames surrounding it gradually burned.

Seeing this, Kyle took his hand away from the egg.

"As long as you ask, it's just a beast. I'm not unwilling to give it to you. Why should I use my magic power to build a physical body for it?" Weilin put his hand on Kyle's shoulder and asked.

Hearing this, Kyle placed his right hand on his chest, bowed and said, "Thank you, my lord."

"What is there to thank? You caught this beast, so it is reasonable for you to use it." Weilin helped Kyle up and said with some complaints, "In general, I am a little too greedy."

Seeing that Kyle was about to say something, Weilin put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's have a drink, but you have to make the snacks."

"Yes, my lord."

Kyle nodded without objection, and then flew to the ground. As for refining the energy of the beast's flesh and blood and taking care of the egg condensed by the holy flame, it was naturally the responsibility of the two low-level soul clones.

The two low-level soul clones, one red and one blue, looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Shrugged and continued to work. Who made them just clones?

Three days later, the egg of the Holy Flame Spirit, which had completely digested the flesh and blood of the beast and the soul of the beast, fell into a deep sleep.