Chapter 1328: Anti-Summons 2

Garen advanced toward Rena. He also picked her up and sized her up; breasts, buttocks, waist, body figure, muscle tone, and face.

"Your aptitude is not bad too, and even better still. It's amazing..." At first, Garen thought that Irene, with such an upright and pure personality, might have a better aptitude, but he did not expect Rena, who was so afraid of death, to be better.

The male knight on the side had been dragged out by a Succubus to the Logistics Department.

Garen did not care whether the two knights were loyal to him. He just wanted to have some subordinates whom he could temporarily dispatch for errands.

What was more, Dragons were salacious creatures. It should be time for him to release his long suppressed instinct.

The problem now was that the Wizard Tower must be built as soon as possible. Unfortunately, his plans could not keep up with the changes as he was suddenly banished. It would be very risky if he were to return to the Main Plane to build the Wizard Tower.

"I'll just build it here then since there's Lady Vengeance's support, and she's also partly considered as my senior sister. There're also a lot of materials in the Abyss. As long as I have power, I can just wantonly plunder."

Garen's mind was made up.

Although he had a way to deal with the Space-Time Spell, the Ultimate Transformation Spell still made him feel very excited. After all, he had long been used to being a human, and changing back to that form would be much more convenient.

Settling down at the residence, there were various slave-chefs who made different dishes from different Planes. Garen had eaten frozen meat for so long, and finally, he could refine his diet. He chose two human chefs to bake cakes and cook meals for him.

The interior of the house was consolidated with Space Spell, and so although it did not look big, the interior was large enough to accommodate several football fields, which was very spacious.

The Logistics Department sent the chefs, servants and other manpower responsible for chores.

After Garen organized all the work in the Fortress, he decided to go and visit the ground of his three major sources of conscription.

He first headed to the Dimensional Random Teleportation Portal.

This was the place to recruit advanced warriors and generals. According to the demons' style, they would disregard whether it was a wizard warrior or monster that was teleported over and have a fight first. If they could beat the other party, the latter would become their slave. Otherwise, they would grant them the right for a dialogue at an equal level.

Unlike the devils who liked to trade with the creatures, demons primarily used force.

Garen flew for a while, spent more than ten minutes flitting through most parts of the Fortress, and soon descended beside three round luminous spheres like that of white marshmallows.

At the edge of the luminous spheres, there were three Level-Five Wizards releasing a steady fluctuation of Arcane Technique. A large number of elder demon guards were patrolling and staying alert on the outer layer.

When the three Level-Five Wizards saw Garen flying over, they retracted their hands that were releasing a purple arc and bowed to Garen.

"We pay tribute to Third Commander."

Garen was the third-ranking commander, and the news of his appointment had directly spread throughout the Fortress.

"Resume your work. I'm here to see my three portals." Garen gently landed on the ground and circled around the three luminous spheres.

"Third Commander, the creatures that teleported through these three portals are inconsistent. Sometimes it's a one-time group, while sometimes there's not even one creature in more than a month. This depends on luck." An old Wizard reported nervously.

If it were not for their knowledge of stabling the Dimensional Matrix, they, who were merely Level Five, would become targets that were preyed on and could be eaten up unknowingly.

"Are there any ways to be more proactive?" Garen asked.

"Of course," the old Wizard replied. "We can send out demons that are powerful enough through the portal to respond to those demons' Summoning Spell. Generally, if the Summoner's contract has a loophole, or the cost isn't enough, the demon can seize the opportunity to break out of the Matrix's restraint and capture the Summoner to the Abyss instead to become a slave.

"This is one method. Another one is to have someone with great ability to directly enter the Void to capture the randomly teleporting wanderers. Many travelers from various Planes will encounter a variety of crises, and thus get lost in the Void and cannot find the right direction, so..."

"Understood..." Garen nodded. He was currently in urgent need of a few men at his disposal. "I'm going to try the second method, responding to the summons and capturing the Summoner."

He was aware of the schemes in this regard.

In the Main Substance Plane, such legends were often circulated.

In order to retaliate or for some cruel reasons, an aristocrat who did not have any foundation in Spellcrafting would use their own blood to engrave the Demon Summoning Matrix to actually summon an extremely powerful horrific demon to massacre a whole territory. He himself would also gain a mighty evil power.

This was actually the second way to summon.

It was not the Summoner who was having the initiative, but the demons in the Abyss who was responding on their own accord. Some of them were eyeing the well-to-do aristocrat's resources in their territory, while some were targeting the huge negative energy of hatred they bore on them, and some were there for other reasons. Anyway, each had their own plans.

Garen intended to learn from these seniors.

He went around a few rounds and carefully observed the three teleportation portals. As he was about to leave and enter the portal, he felt a slight jump in his body all of a sudden.

The Enneahedron that was almost forgotten by him was actually beating at this time.

He looked at the Enneahedron, only to find that this thing was actually beginning to swim under his skin, and the inside seemed to have absorbed a lot of bloody red mist.

He suddenly remembered the large number of devils that he had just slaughtered in the Blood War. He originally thought that those low-level devils were useless to him, but he did not expect that the Enneahedron would snatch those souls.

"I wonder how much help this thing can be to me." Garen had some anticipation and let it do its own activities.

Before responding to the summons, he decide to go obtain the reward he was entitled to first.

He went straight to the Logistics Department.

The Six-Armed Snake-Demon had long prepared the souls.

He brought out a team of ten complete human souls from a grayish white tent.

Each of these ten souls was almost like a living person, and there was not any sign at all that they were souls. Indeed, as Lady Vengeance had said, they were extremely whole.

Moreover, the soul fluctuations they released were indeed Level Ten.

"The ten souls are warriors, assassins, wizards and warlocks. There are the races of White Elves, Half-Elves, humans, which were all personally chosen by you. But to be honest, the human souls are not the best-selling ones."

The Six-Armed Snake-Demon waved its six arms, indicating a few little demons on the side to bring out another group of slave-souls.

That was a group of standard Drows. Each Drows had a chain locked around their neck like a dog. They were all female, and some kind of saliva-like mucus was dripping from the edge of their mouth, looking as if they were tamed until they had lost their mind. However, seeing their curvy body figure, delicate skin and seductive posture, even Garen could not help but be slightly tempted.

These Drows were exceptionally beautiful, and there were innocent-looking ones, charming ones, peaceful ones, and sexy ones. Various styles were available.

"How do they look? They're also Level Ten-souls, and their bodies can be reconstructed once they're thrown into the Blood Pool." The Six-Armed Snake-Demon snickered sinisterly. "The most important thing is that these Level Ten-Drows here are all well-taught and tamed. They can comply with you to do all kinds of tricks. Their physiques are good, so they won't be easily battered, and they will loyally protect you and guard your safety, just like dogs! Hehehe."

"Forget it, I still want the original team." Garen resisted the temptation in his heart and stuck to his choice. What he wanted was efficiency, to have the talents that could really help him get things done, not bodyguards and playthings.

"Well, if Commander wants them, you can come to me at any time. The slaves here are the property of Lady Vengeance, so you only need to pay a hundred soul-cocoons in exchange for a Drow-slave. The price is cheap, absolutely reasonable!"

Garen shook his head. Naturally, he would not believe a word the Six-Armed Snake-Demon said.

Taking with him the new team of Level Ten-souls, Garen went to the Blood Pool at the Logistics Department. After spending some cost and almost using up all his valuable possessions, only then did the bodies of the ten Level Ten-souls were reconstructed. It was nothing more than a simple reconstruction of a low-level body this time, and they would still need to re-enhance themselves step by step again. But since they were originally a Level Ten-soul, and their soul energy, knowledge and memory were still present, the process of re-enhancing would be relatively fast.

The expressions of the ten souls were all indifferent as if there was nothing to live for, and every part of their body was inlaid with a special rune that would make them obey Garen completely. Being subjected to someone as such, no one would be able to see any hope no matter how powerful one could become. Naturally, they would have little to none motivation to continue strive on.

What Garen did not expect was that the load of controlling such ten souls actually occupied half of his soul's Spirit Power. Even he, the Void Demon Lord who was the most powerful and the expert in regards to the soul, was at this kind of state, not to mention the other demons.

It was no wonder that no one in the Fortress used this kind of method to control a large number of powerhouses.

The load required for this was too great.

Temporarily leaving the souls in his residence, Garen once again flew back to the Dimensional Random Teleportation Portal.

After offering a greeting, he officially flew directly into one of the portals.

Countless Summoning Wills pounced on him like a spider web. In the endless white light, Garen carefully chose. Because his fame had not spread to other Planes, so the ones he received were those with no specific targets, which was the summoning of Abyss Demons using the extensive Summoning Matrix.

Only when he had become famous could he teleport to other Planes, and that there would be people specifically summoning him with his name. At that time, he would not be suppressed by the strength of the Plane. At the same time, there would be an additional summoning-protection ability, which meant that in the process of summoning, his power would be transmitted, and the Power of Abyss would also help him to form a protection against the Matrix, so as to avoid the interruption of the summoning process. When he became even more powerful, he could also enchant and summon the surrounding creatures faraway to protect the Matrix from interference.

Of course this was much later.

What he needed to do now was to first find the one he wanted to choose from the countless Summoning Wills.

"The strength must not be too weak, and the scope has to be more active. Can't be too rigid, and there shouldn't be a too strong suppression force around..." Garen carefully deliberated.

After all, some of the top Wizards would also use the demon's kind of Anti-Summons during their experiment to deceive and seduce the demons to go forward, and then immediately use the Restraint Matrix to capture them for experiments. This was also extremely dangerous. Once the wrong choice was made, he would not even know where he would die at.