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"This is impossible!"
Tara let out a horrified scream.
Besides onions, there are actually other things that can touch him in his illusory state!
In an instant, an irresistible and terrifying force began to tug at his soul.
Tara struggled desperately, her illusory body flickering wildly, but she could not break free from the shackles of the black mist.
The Holy Lord watched quietly from the side. So this was how he looked when he was first subdued. This magic is truly amazing.
Dao Long was terrified, his hands and feet turning ice-cold.
This Lin Ci is practically a king who has emerged from the darkness.
Fortunately, I had already given in.
Seeing that Tara was still struggling in vain, Lin Ci frowned slightly.
The four words he uttered were like a divine decree from the heavens, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
"Not yet!"
The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding deep within Tara's soul.
He was shaken to his core, and his consciousness went blank for a moment.
It was in that very instant.
All resistance crumbled, and his enormous head was completely swallowed by the black mist.
It transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into Lin Ci's palm.
Lin Ci released Tara after she was bound by spirit.
The enormous ghostly head hovered silently in mid-air, its eyes lifeless, like a puppet.
Lin Ci's mind stirred.
Infuse a wisp of consciousness into it.
The moment she regained consciousness, Tara's first thought was to run away.
But he discovered that he couldn't move.
Lin Ci's voice, which sounded like a half-smile, came from ahead.
"What, trying to run away? Weren't you so arrogant just now?"
Tara tried to attack Lin Ci with her telekinesis, but found that her power was completely sealed and she could not mobilize it at all.
The next second, a soul-wrenching pain came.
The ultimate fear of his soul about to dissipate caused him to let out a shrill scream.
"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"
Lin Ci stopped the torture.
"Are you behaving yourself now?"
Tara was in agony, looking at Lin Ci with eyes full of fear.
"In the end what you want?"
"From now on, I am your master. Call me Boss, understand?"
Tara nodded frantically, stumbling and crawling.
"understand!"
Lin Ci nodded in satisfaction.
"Now, I want your power, to control the power of the Shadow Legion."
Tara didn't dare ask a single unnecessary question.
"Okay, boss! But I need to find someone to cast the spell for me. I don't have the materials or the hands and feet right now."
Lin Ci touched his chin.
This is indeed a problem.
However, his gaze immediately fell on Dao Long, who had been watching the show from the side.
Isn’t this ready-made?
Lin Ci gave a kind smile.
"Please help me out, you don't mind, do you?"
Dao Long was startled by his gaze and quickly nodded and bowed.
"Of course I don't mind! Of course!"
Tara immediately taught Daolong the spell that could control the Shadow Kingdom.
Daolong frantically searched his magic room for various materials and meticulously completed the casting of the spell.
A beam of pure black light shot out from Tara and flowed into Lin Ci's body.
In an instant, Lin Ci's eyes turned as black as ink, then returned to normal in the next second.
He clearly felt that he possessed the ability to connect to the Shadow Kingdom.
At the same time, the Holy Lord felt that his last connection with the Shadow Legion had been completely severed.
Lin Ci began summoning the Shadow Legion.
All the shadows in the surrounding environment seemed to come alive, emerging from the ground like flowing water.
Then, they transformed into soldiers dressed in black ninja outfits, their eyes flashing with crimson light.
Hundreds of ninjas emerged from the darkness, silently kneeling to pledge their loyalty to their new king.
Lin Ci felt that everything was going too smoothly.
After Tara gave in, she showed no intention of resisting at all, and simply submitted to him as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Tara, if you have any grievances, you can speak up. I'll help you resolve them."
Lin Ci's voice carried a hint of amusement.
“Look at your predecessor, the Holy Lord, he all went through this process.”
Upon hearing this, Tara's face showed a surprised expression.
"I have absolutely no complaints, boss, why would you say that?"
Lin Ci was somewhat suspicious.
"Really? If I find out that you harbor any disloyal thoughts, I can wipe you out with a single thought. You should know that."
"Boss, I really have no intention of disloyalty!"
He explained hurriedly.
As the saying goes, a wise person knows when to yield.
"If I can follow a leader like you, I'm sure I'll rise to great heights in the future. Why would I be disloyal?"
Lin Ci used his power of spirit control to sense Tara's soul.
I discovered that what he said was actually the truth.
This surprised Lin Ci; this guy's adaptability was too strong.
However, this also aligns with Lin Ci's views on Japan.
Anyway, I've surrendered before, so it's not shameful to do it this way now.
Chapter 26 Tara: A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories!
Inside the castle's main hall, there was a deathly silence.
Hundreds of ninjas dressed in black emerged from the shadows like a tide, kneeling on one knee in perfect unison.
Their heads were bowed, their scarlet eyes merging together in the dim light, creating a bizarre and oppressive scene.
Lin Ci stood before them, quietly surveying his newly formed army.
Absolute loyalty.
Absolute obedience.
However, I always feel like something is missing.
These ninja soldiers were like intricately crafted puppets, perfect yet lifeless.
Lin Ci couldn't immediately pinpoint the source of that sense of unease.
A voice sounded behind him; it was Tara.
The newly subjugated King of Shadows is now desperately trying to demonstrate his worth.
"These are just the troops I can summon; I also have nine capable subordinates."
Tara's tone carried a hint of flattery.
"They each command different types of ghost soldiers, each with unique abilities. Should we subdue them as well?"
Lin Ci nodded.
This was part of his plan.
Now that Tara, the source of power, has been captured, all the combat power of the Shadow Legion should naturally be brought under their control.
Not one can be missing.
However, the masks that sealed the Ghost General have long been scattered in every corner of the world, and finding them is not an easy task.
An image of an ancient Japanese playing card flashed through Lin Ci's mind.
He remembered.
Lin Ci turned around and his gaze fell on Dao Long, who was slumped in the corner like a limp rag doll.