Upper Aedirn, Mist Ghost Realm.
More than a month had passed since the formation of this Mist Ghost Realm, a place where no living being dared to tread.
Although, on the surface, this ghost realm, which almost split the Kingdom of Aedirn in two, helped the Kingdom of Aedirn successfully resist the invasion of the Kaedwen army, giving the country more time to prepare.
But in reality, because of the years of oppression and exploitation of the Upper Aedirn region by these two countries, coupled with the ghost realm successfully dividing the Upper and Lower Aedirn kingdoms, weakening the nobles' rule over this area.
A large-scale peasant uprising was brewing in Upper Aedirn, on the verge of breaking out.
When Guilliman put his arm around Francesca's slender waist and arrived in Upper Aedirn with the sorceress, it was still morning.
The two walked one after another, strolling through a primeval forest, heading towards the mist in the distance that covered the sky and almost stretched endlessly.
"How do you plan to deal with the specters on the battlefield?"
"Is there any special method?"
"The specters on this battlefield have been distorted by the magic in the magical domain; even if they are killed, they will quickly revive."
"You must use a special magic barrier to correct the flow of magic within this domain to truly kill them?"
Uh, specters?
Hearing Francesca's question, Guilliman was at a loss for how to answer.
Although in the second game, when forcing his way through this Mist Ghost Realm, the souls of the fallen soldiers seemed endless and unkillable.
But games are games. This time, he hadn't thought that much; he just wanted to simply overwhelm them with raw power.
With his equipment and his own strength, even if the soldiers' blades struck him, he probably wouldn't even get a scratch.
But if he had to explain, it would be a bit unclear.
So, he had a thought, looked at the somewhat nonchalant Francesca beside him, and decided to let this high-level sorceress personally test his attack.
It was also a good opportunity to test how effective his attacks were against high-level spellcasters.
"Be careful, my dear."
"Try my attack."
Without warning, Guilliman shouted a second in advance, then aimed at Francesca and used the Axii Sign.
The special magic of mind control instantly impacted the elven sorceress's brain. Although it couldn't make her dizzy for several seconds like ordinary monsters.
But with his magical strength, a one-second mind shock was still achievable.
Just like that, taking advantage of this gap, Guilliman stood one step away from Francesca and used the Soul Steal Sign on the elven sorceress.
In an instant, the elven sorceress, who had just recovered from her dizzy state, didn't even have time to get angry when she immediately felt a strange and powerful suction coming from the witcher's hand.
She felt her spirit being drawn from her body, as if her control over various parts of her body was also rapidly decreasing.
Fortunately, as a high-level sorceress, her soul strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, and her control over her own body was also incomparable to that of ordinary people.
After just a few seconds, Francesca was able to resist the discomfort of her soul being extracted with her own strength.
She reached out and slapped Guilliman's Soul Steal Sign in front of her, making the witcher stop casting, then said with some curiosity:
"I've never heard of this kind of spell."
"But the effect is indeed very strong."
"I estimate that if it were an ordinary person, even with a body as support, their soul would be drawn away."
"And if they were ghosts or specters without a physical body, it would indeed be very difficult for them to resist your spell."
At this point, Francesca thought of how this man beside her always absorbed the souls of monsters after hunting them, and also the special manifestation of his soul during their soul fusion.
This clever high-level sorceress vaguely realized why he could become strong so quickly and why he was so eager to travel to other worlds.
Strengthening oneself by devouring the souls of living beings—in ancient books, this was a method of growth and a preference only for certain extremely evil monsters or evil gods.
However, the witcher in front of her, her lifelong partner, was actually using this method, which made Francesca's thoughts quite complex.
However, the elven queen was not a simple and kind woman. For the benefit of the elves, she had also done many things that others scorned and that went against worldly morals.
Francesca sighed, then, with a somewhat complicated mood, followed the witcher into the Mist Ghost Realm.
This was a battlefield covered in corpses and debris. Before entering the battlefield, all they heard was the fierce howling of the wind.
However, upon entering the battlefield, the two were immediately surrounded by the brutal environment of the battlefield.
Everywhere were shouts of killing, groans of pain, crude curses, and the desperate cries of human soldiers before their deaths.
As far as the eye could see, soldiers in Kaedwen Kingdom armor and soldiers in Aedirn Kingdom armor were fighting fiercely.
They didn't seem to know if they were already dead. In any case, as specters, even if their limbs were shattered and their internal organs spilled out, they still fought relentlessly.
Although the area beyond their line of sight was still shrouded in a red, snow-like mist, objects within a ten-meter radius gradually became clear.
Guilliman drew his Sword of Radiance with one hand, casually blocking in front of the elven sorceress, protecting his elven beauty.
Facing the charging, ferocious specters, with his current strength, he basically didn't dodge or evade, directly cutting them in half, armor and all, then absorbing their souls into his soul space.
Francesca, on the other hand, held a bell-shaped magical item in one hand, from which a beam of light shot out, pointing in one direction, while in her other hand, a lightning ball shimmering with fierce lightning was gathering.
Any soldier specter that approached within five meters of this magic ball would be instantly pulverized by a trace of lightning that burst forth from it.
"Follow the light from my bell; it will lead us to Sabrina."
"From now on, I won't have time to deal with those specters."
"I need to analyze the structure of this magical domain and find its magic nodes so that this domain doesn't collapse after you capture Sabrina."
Hearing Francesca's explanation, Guilliman chuckled and immediately agreed.
Being able to go directly to Sabrina using the sorceress's methods was already a great help.
Moreover, after these specters were absorbed into the soul space, each one could provide him with four points of soul power, and they didn't need to be ground into dust like human souls; they could be absorbed directly.
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