Chapter 943 Element orbs

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943 Element orbs

At the foot of the Sacrifice Step Pyramid--

"Wow..." Robin took another step forward again

Before his eyes, the shattered solid energy pieces began to penetrate the officer's body through the soles of his feet, then flowed through his bloodstream until they reached the energy gathering center where they settled, and then he saw something even more amazing...

Like a painting that had been torn into a thousand pieces and was to be reassembled, the integrative solid energy pieces began to approach each other and merge, and then other solid pieces began to melt and get between the integrative solid energy pieces to glue them together... Whether during the merging or gluing process, they produced a tremendous energy that was enough to blow up the entire mountain!

"This..." Just when Robin was about to wonder why the officer's body hadn't exploded yet, he caught sight of something happening in the lining of the power assembly center. There was a large amount of solid foundation pieces sticking to the lining and contracting, radiating a soothing energy to what was happening inside the power assembly center. It was acting as a sort of catalyst, calming everything down so that the reactions wouldn't get out of control.

"Amazing... What infinite precision," Robin muttered as he watched what was happening. "If we calculate the amount of energy that the gathering center needs to form, merge, and calm the new 41 foundation, and then calculate the wasted energy the step pyramid uses to power itself, Shadow Officer Stefan would need 3,751 war prisoners to complete his 41st solid foundation. I wonder what would happen to the rest of the prisoners. Would the step pyramid immediately start building solid foundation No.42?"

"That's amazing, Your Excellency, to be able to calculate the requirement with such precision is something supernatural to us, even after all these years and usage we have never been able to make these calculations." Flora smiled and spoke in the calmest tone she could muster, "In response to Your Excellency, solid foundation No.42 will require slightly more than solid foundation No.41, and the Pyramid of Sacrifice will only begin to be built if all the sacrifices needed are up there, which means that as long as there are not nearly 8,000 prisoners on the pyramid, the process will stop after solid foundation No.41 is built."

"Oh? That would leave 1249 prisoners useless, what would happen to them?" Robin's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as he saw the pillars of light drawing energy from all the prisoners at the same time, "Are the remaining prisoners' foundations going to be reshaped or something? That seems too impractical for a project of this size..."

"Of course not, Your Excellency, the rest of the sacrifices don't go to waste, in fact the Sacrifice Step Pyramid has another use, and that use is activated on the excess sacrifices, and if there is no target standing at the top of the pyramid." Flora replied with a smile and then pointed to a few people standing next to the pyramid, "Bring the Elemental Orbs."

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Five minutes ago-- Planet Nihari-- Eastern Region Border with Southern Region

"Aaay~ My king, no offense, can't we join King Amon?" One of the demon senior officers growled

It had been days since they first came to station here. At first, there were celebrations and feasts and things like that, but after that, everyone calmed down and the feasts ended, and all that was left for them was boredom.

"Tsk~ It seems that coward won't be coming out of his hole anytime soon. Go and ask Supreme General Sakaar to transfer you, if he agrees to transfer you ask him to transfer me too!" Morin wasn't a fan of sitting around idle either

*Bzzzz*

"Hmm?"

When King Morin felt an instant space portal open, he turned to see who had come to visit, perhaps a shadow sword had come to give him new orders to get him out of this boredom.

But, "Who are you?!" Morin flinched when he saw a member of the Great Serpent Army holding a dark cube in both hands, his aura was also strong, almost approaching the strength of a Marshal!

"King Morin, one of the three kings of the Demon Race and in charge of the Southern Army, you have been chosen to be an example." That person spoke emotionlessly like a puppet, "By order of the Supreme Lord, then by order of His Majesty Pythor... Die!"