"I see, and it's because of this that their warriors are weakened. It's almost like…" Fang Qing said, starting to realize the full evil that is the Ink Clan.
"It's almost like the lower ranks are nothing more than sacrificial slaves to do their masters bidding as the master sees fit. It's a terrible fate but the only way to free them is to defeat them." I explained, packing up the rest of the room.
"On a battlefield like this, only the strong can survive. And if one is too weak, it's actually a mercy to kill them and end their suffering. Freeing them from worrying about whether they will live to see the next day. Or worry about how they are only meant as sacrifices." Fang Qing said.
"This is a point however, on this battlefield not only is it that the Ink Clan are the aggressors in this war. But they are all combatants, which means there is no reason to restrict myself from sending their souls to hell. Something that I will do in spades after breaking through to the open Heaven Realm. But to do that properly I'll need you to break through to the same level at the same time as well." I said, vanishing into thin air through the void.
"Which means we need two whole sets of materials. Talk about expensive… But I'm sure we can manage. It seems like resources are quite abundant over here anyways. We've already found two 8th rank materials and this is just one Feudal Lord's domain. It shouldn't be too difficult. The Territory Lord is certainly going to be far richer. We can always… repurpose his treasury for ourselves as well." Fang Qing snickered, deviously.
~~Inside The Ink Nest~~
"Ugh, it's so gross in here. This is worse than a frat house without a maid service. It reeks and everything looks sticky. Even Brothels wouldn't be able to get this disgusting. They have to keep up standards. No one wants an unclean experience, after all." I said, creating a couple of portals around my nostrils and connecting them to outside the Ink Nest and upwind of the smell.
"Hahaha, Young Master. Oh, that was good. But you're right, what the hell is this stench? I don't think anyone could bear it. Oh and nice ability with the nostril portals. Fresh air is important." Fang Qing said, catching her breath after laughing so hard.
I walked around and searched with my eyes this time. Using my divine sense now would almost certainly guarantee a death sentence. "Now then where is that pile of resources? It wouldn't be too big but it should be near the sink or fountain like the thing my father spoke of before." I said, searching around.
"Wouldn't it be in the center of the nest?" Shandain asked curiously now stretching. Then went to make some more snacks in the kitchen she had conjured up for herself.
"If it was in the center right next to it in plain view the others would know. Even under the threat of attack like they are now, no commander would allow such a weak high rank to take charge over seeing those materials. And the center is also where…"I said and then rounded a corner. "...they communicate with the parent nest." I said, as a furious rage began to take hold.
"Well we found that high rank who took the Ink Disciples. But I didn't realize they were joining the battle like this." Fang Qing said, wearing a disgusted look on her face.
What we saw was the high rank from earlier sitting next to the other one. But this wasn't all. The weaker one was connected to the ink nest. But the stronger one had healed fully. Numerous Ink Disciples were standing in a line as if waiting for their turn to go on a ride. This wasn't the infuriating part. The part about the stack of fresh human corpses that lay in front of the two Ink Clan.
"Young Master, don't be rash, this High Rank is nearly a Feudal Lord on his own. We can't beat him…" She started saying and then realizing she was just trying to convince herself.
"We are going to use one of those things. Don't worry, it may not be enough to kill it but it will be enough to stop this barbaric butchery. Once this disgusting thing is outside Martial Uncles can take care of it. Bring your A game this time. Anything less and we will be fighting an uphill battle." I explained gritting my teeth as one of my Reverse Scales World Force Capacitors… flipped from charge to discharge.
At this moment Fang Qing sent the message to Shen Ao and Ning Qi Zhi outside that the plan had changed.
My spear instinctively flashed, killing the high rank Ink Clan that was communicating with the parent nest. The Territory Lord one.
My Hammer taken in both hands filled with strength, with fury, and great speed. I appeared in front of the other High Rank for the splitest of seconds. "WHAT!" The High rank exclaimed in shock.
I slammed my hammer up against the bottom of his jaw. The High rank bit his tongue as he was sent flying up into the air with great force. Breaking through the top of the Ink for the battle outside to see. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU BRAT!" He roared out.
"LIKE HELL YOU WILL!" Shen Ao and Ning Qi Zhi yelled out killing the very same High rank I just spiked up for them.
"How dare you hurt our master!" Several of the still alive Ink Disciples cursed at me.
I summoned my Lightning Sphere ignoring any other influences or attacks from the Ink Disciples. However, unlike the most recent times. It was what I would call… Super charged, and instantly returned the ink disciples to their senses after a great deal of pain condensed into one instance. After experiencing that much pain in such a short time the now former ink disciples promptly passed out.
I pulled the corpse of the dead into my Small Realm and then wrapped the others in my strength… "FUCK THEY'RE HEAVY AS FUCK!" I grunted, as I turned into a bolt of lightning and carried them back to Daybreak. And then I promptly passed out, after having exerted so much of my strength, this was the limit… No, beyond it.