Chapter 554: Amazed

Michael used a Soul Tear on Glacicle as a small experiment and he noticed a huge difference at once.

Glacicle's potency increased by more than 30%, increasing Glacicle's power and characteristics drastically. It was much easier to manifest and shape Glacicles and various new notions to use Glacicle formed in his mind.

Michael decided to test out one of the ideas that had popped up in his Mind. He manifested a small azure flame and coated it in a Glacicle. Fusing the azure flame with the Glacicle was not supposed to work out but by strengthening Glacicle's inside to temporarily seal Zeroa's mythical flames, it was possible.

He decided to name the attack Pyrocle Spear, a blazing spear blade frozen in eternal ice, and released the attack into a group of enemies further away. The enemies numbered in the tens of thousand. There were more than enough targets to experiment with, especially since the majority of their combat power ranged from Peak Tier-1 to Low Tier-2. Dealing with them was not an issue, though their arithmetical advantage was a bit bothersome.

The Pyrocle Spear shot through the air with a terrific velocity. It was much faster than the azure lances and impacted heavily, or so one would think. Michael willed the ice sealing the mythical flames to shatter, bursting into countless tiny shrapnels, right before they impacted their target. The mythical flames that had been compressed and sealed into the Glacicle, erupted with tremendous power, pushing the glacicle shrapnels further ahead.

The ice shrapnels dug deep into the enemies, whereas the explosive mythical flames burned everyone who was too close to the center of the eruption. "That was decent, but not great," Michael analyzed his attack critically. It was okay for his first time, but the damage paled in comparison to what he could have done with ordinary azure lances. Nonetheless, the attack had potential. All he had to do was practice a lot and alter a few steps and characteristics to increase its lethality.

Oddly enough, Michael could instinctively tell what he had to improve to turn the Pyrocle Spear into an even more terrifying weapon. It was almost as if his understanding and mastery of Glacicle had improved significantly. Did he enter an enlightened state of existence all of a sudden? No. All he did was consume the Soul Tear with his primary target of enhancement being Glacicle.

"That's crazy. Soul Tears enhance a Soultrait's power, mastery, and understanding by nearly 30% for more than ten minutes. That means I can study my Soultraits in constant enlightenment as long as I have enough Soul Tears. That's awesome." Michael had yet to grasp everything about the Soul Tears, but he learned enough about it to understand one thing; Soul Grimoire was not useless anymore. It was not just a means to store and preserve Souls. No. Now that he found out another use of the Soul Grimoire, Michael could tell that the Soul Grimoire was far more powerful than he could have hoped for. All he had to do was accumulate more Soul Tears and use them properly. 'If they work on my Soul as well, can I accelerate the replenishment of my used-up Soul Power?' He wondered, waiting for the last Souls that had been stored in the Soul Grimoire to turn into Soul Tears. Once a Soul Tear had been completely formed, Michael used it on his soul. The result was even better than he could have hoped for. Not only did his Soul Power replenish much faster, but it was also much easier to produce Soul Energy. Even utilizing his Soul Techniques such as Soul Glacicle Bullet was much easier. 'I...can deepen my mastery of Soul Techniques and create better techniques using the mastery and enlightenment gained from Soul Tears...Maybe, I can create Elite Soul Techniques for myself!'

Just thinking about the possible uses of the Soul Tears was exciting. It provided even more reason to upgrade Soul Grimoire's star rating. Of course, it was not important to look for more reasons to do that since Danny's Living Soul was more than enough reason for Michael to upgrade Soul Grimoire as much as needed. Nonetheless, it was good to find more reasons to focus on Soul Grimoire's upgrades.

Michael smiled before using the last Soul Tears to temporarily strengthen Taming. His bond with Zeroa strengthened temporarily and his mastery of her mythical flames reached new heights. He created dozens of azure lances and released them to kill those who were about to overwhelm his subordinates. The situation all over the battlefield was growing more intense as the moments passed by. The center of the camp had been claimed by Michael and his subordinates, but that didn't mean they had an easy time.

Lokai used her Soultrait, Burning Fury, to strengthen herself and everyone around her. Burning Fury's ability to strengthen others increased as the number and strength of the opponents around her increased. The more disadvantageous Lokai's situation, the stronger Burning Fury would be.

As Lokai charged into the masses of enemies, her strength increased. But she was not the only one. Thaor, Mekhaz, and the other Awakened barged into the crowd of Soldiers without an ounce of fear. Thaor used his unique constitution, Crimson Aura, combined with his Soultrait, Red Giant, expanding his body and gaining tremendous power that allowed him to fight three Tier-3 Summons at the same time. He fought valiantly and unleashed bursts of his strength to push his enemies away. Lokai's Burning Fury enhanced him, granting him more strength, and it was not long before the first Soldiers died at his hand.

Once Thaor, Mekhaz, and the others breached their foes' defenses, they gained more foothold in the campsite. The Holy Knights combined their strength by using special techniques that required the Holy Power of multiple Holy Knights. Together, they managed to defeat an Awakened whose Soultrait manifested a Warhammer that would have crushed them if not for their combined power.

Everyone fought valiantly. The Soldiers in the camp were desperate in their attempts to kill the invaders, but it didn't take long until they realized that the invaders were not that easy to deal with.

Most Awakened and stronger Soldiers were already busy fighting at the frontlines. Those who stayed back in the camp were either exhausted, or injured, or they had been working on different things. They never expected someone to be able to breach their spatial interference and attack them this brazenly.

Michael and his subordinates swept through the rows of tents, their attacks ferocious and merciless. The Holy Knights and other younger Summons who'd never participated in a large-scale battle, or massacre, were still hesitant, but they understood quickly enough that their lives were on the line. A single mistake was enough to kill them, or someone they cared about. Michael was glad that his subordinates worked well together. They listened to his orders and executed his plan with deadly precision. It was only a matter of time before they claimed the lives of every enemy who was still in the camp, leaving the remaining enemies on the battlefield with no place to retreat.

However, conquering the camp was not enough for the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs. They were overflowing with excitement and entered a frenzy. The Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs could barely distinguish their friends from foes at this point. They developed into killing machines that sought the deaths of their enemies to quench their thirst.

Michael didn't like that. Therefore, he intervened. He used the Links of Loyalty to command them to hold back a little, forcing the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs out of their frenzy. Their dissatisfaction and irritation proliferate through the Links of Loyalty and impacted heavily, however, Michael did not care. He had to control his subordinates to ensure their survival. 'It makes sense why so many Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs die on the battlefield. This will be troublesome once Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs start working closely with my Summons.' Michael realized.

He shook his head and sighed heavily. Their enemies numbered in the tens of thousands, yet the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs wanted to charge at them. They wanted to leave the relatively safe environment of the camp to dash onto the battlefield without a plan. They didn't even wait for their allies and moved out alone.

"You can join the battle again, but use your damn head, please. Your heads are not for decoration. You're allowed to use them!" Michael bellowed, using his presence as Lord and the Links of Loyalty to convey to everyone that he was not going to accept disobedience. He wouldn't train anyone who was going to get themselves killed for no reason. If that's what they wanted to do, they should do so alone without endangering their comrades-in-arms. 'You guys won't get any Soultraits from me if you act like this. I'm not giving those treasures to people who'll end up dead a month later, either way.' Conquering the camp was the most important goal to cut off the army from their pseudo-kingdom. The army of the Council of Xylon was surrounded by enemies and they didn't have a place to hide anymore. Charging mindlessly at them was stupid. It was much better to use proper tactics now that they gained a small advantage. Michael forwarded a few commands to his subordinates via Whispering Energy. He repetitively told them to be careful and to use Elemental Might with the help of their Lesser Elemental partner. Once all commands had been relayed, the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs moved out. They moved with great precision and...disappeared.

Stinger transported the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs to a different spot. They reappeared near a group of Mages, Supporters, and Healers. In the next instance, the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs did what they were best at. They fought and killed.