In the very center of the flower, nearly thirty Grey-Skins stood on the top of the flower's core, keeping the ceremony going.

In the middle of them, the girl Amara knelt on her knees, closing her eyes in deep prayer. Almost all the energy was flowing into her body.

When they saw this, General Monet immediately warned everyone: "That girl is the sacrifice the Bone Clan is offering to the Ancestral Spirits. Her body will combine the genes of 100,000 people, and she will become the container for the Ancestral Spirits."

General Sean and General Claude looked at each other and their eyes turned serious. "If we kill that girl, the invasion will be dealt with in no time."

Claude lit a cigarette and sighed quietly: "Yeah, otherwise, if they keep doing this, the Federation will soon have a new nation."

Just as the two were about to move forward and attack Amara, the four Grey-Skins at the flower's core suddenly opened their eyes.

All four of them had white hair and wore decorations made from the bones of unknown monsters. They looked very noble among the crowd.

They stared at Sean and Claude, and their eyes flashed with cold hatred.

The leader, Taron, sneered: "How dare these ants come here to die!"

Behind Taron, Mudo, Nom and Lasi jumped out of the flower's core.

Behind them, silver tentacles were clearly visible. Soon, they turned into long whips and lashed toward Claude and Sean.

Claude and Sean sneered and bit their fingers, then pressed them against the ground.

In an instant, two palaces rose up, one bright and one dark, shining together and giving off powerful, different energies.

Taron followed behind Mudo, Nom, and Lasi. He suddenly realized the two palaces were strange, and immediately changed direction and ran back.

Soon, the two palaces opened their doors. A group of spirits filled with holy light and another group of dark, ghostly beings rushed out like a tide, heading straight for Mudo and the other two.

But in the blink of an eye, Mudo, Nom, and Lasi were surrounded by spirits and ghosts.

Taron watched as his three companions fell into a trap. He sneered: "Useless," and started to chant.

Soon, a huge squid fell from the sky. Taron looked at Claude and Sean with a proud smile: "Summoning? I can do that too!"

As he spoke, the squid's tube began to shoot. Small squids flew out like bullets, wildly firing at the spirits and ghosts on the battlefield.

These little squids had strange suction cups. Any kind of energy could be pulled into their bodies.

The spirits and ghosts that touched the squids couldn't get rid of them, like a painful bandage. They screamed and were sucked dry.

Soon, the situation changed.

Mudo, Nom, and Lasi, all wounded, used their own special abilities.

Seeing this, Sean and Claude each summoned their familiars and entered battle mode.

With three against two and the squid army causing trouble, Sean and Claude quickly found themselves on the defensive.

But neither Duerer, Monet, nor Malcom seemed to want to fight.

So, Sean and Claude both got into a tough fight. They were badly hurt, and every time they were in a desperate situation, Monet used a healing skill to bring them back from the edge of death.

As time passed, Taron began to notice something was wrong. He used the big squid to watch Sean and Claude. Soon, he was shocked. "Damn it! Get those two guys out of there! They're using your stats to stack! The longer they fight, the stronger they get!"

At that moment, in Taron's eyes, the life signs of Sean and Claude were even more terrifying than some of the huge creatures from the Lost World.

Such a level of power could not possibly come from humans. Taron didn't realize he had unintentionally let the enemies reach their strongest state.

Furious, Taron ordered the giant squid: "Go, kill those two!"

The giant squid obeyed quickly, but before it could join the fight, the two palaces that Sean and Claude had summoned lit up again.

This time, the same flood of spirits and ghosts came out. They seemed impossible to kill. As long as they recharged, they could be reborn in the palace and quickly join the battle again.

This discovery completely panicked Taron.

He ordered the giant squid to swallow those spirits again.

But this time was different. As soon as the spirits touched the squid, they started to self-destruct.

A big explosion blew the small squids all over the sky. Even the giant squid itself was affected and stopped in its tracks.

Seeing this, General Monet explained to the camera behind him: "Claude and Sean are good friends from the same small town. They've fought side by side for many years. This is a Battle Style only they can use — the Spirit Palace and the Ghost Palace."

Logan's eyes showed a flash of amazement when he heard Monet's explanation.

Sure enough, these generals were all top-notch. Each had their own special skills.

The Spirit Palace and the Ghost Palace were not just skills — they were a Battle Style that only Sean and Claude had mastered.

Over the years, as their comrades and enemies died one by one, their souls were collected by the two of them.

The souls of their friends became spirits, and the souls of their enemies became ghosts.

Because the souls were stored in the palaces, they lived like liches — ageless and immortal.

So these spirits kept being reborn in their palaces, fighting again and again, and honing their battle skills to an amazing level.

With this Battle Style, Sean and Claude had risen to become generals. They used the resources and power of their positions to keep improving it, and finally, it had evolved into its current form.

It was clear that the Spirit Palace and the Ghost Palace could analyze the enemy's fighting style and come up with the best way to deal with them.

After the first round, when the spirits and ghosts had suffered from the giant squid, they quickly regenerated and learned how to deal with it. That was the real scary part of the Spirit Palace and the Ghost Palace.

It was like having an army that never dies, and one that could keep reading past battles and coming back stronger — it was like cheating.

The two generals had managed to hold off four of the enemy's bosses. This performance finally caught the attention of most of the Grey-Skins inside the flower's core.

They hadn't expected humans to be this strong. They all frowned in surprise.

At that moment, the leader of the Bone Clan slowly stood up. He first looked disappointed at Taron and the others, then took a single step forward and appeared right in front of Claude and Sean as if he had teleported.

The two were surprised by the sudden appearance of the Bone Clan leader. They immediately let go of Mudo, Nom, and Lasi, and kept a safe distance from him, eyes full of caution.

The old man's eyes showed a hint of mockery. He opened his mouth wide and spewed out thick smoke that covered half of the underground space.

Soon, the armor on Sean and Claude began to melt. The gas was like a super strong acid, able to corrode everything — even energy.

Even the Spirit Palace and the Ghost Palace, which had stood in the center of the battlefield, started to melt and crack under the smoke. The spirits and ghosts, trapped in the fog, could no longer leave their palaces.

Once they left the Spirit Palace or the Ghost Palace, they would be corroded and melted by the gas.

With no choice, they had to stay inside the palaces. If the palaces melted and collapsed, all the spirits and ghosts would vanish.

After realizing this, Sean and Claude both shouted angrily: "Dog bastards! You're using biological weapons!"

At that moment, General Monet's voice came through: "Get back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the underground space suddenly started to rain. The raindrops were made of mental power. They stuck to the smoke around them and quickly turned the smoke into puddles of liquid, which then sank into the ground.

Seeing this, the Bone Clan leader raised an eyebrow and looked toward MonetGeneral, who was standing far away. He said with admiration: "That's a clever trick. Are you the leader?"

Monet shook his head in response. "No way. Keep going, just pretend I'm not here. I'm a non-combatant, after all."

That comment made the Bone Clan leader laugh out loud. "Non-combatant? Are you the cook?"

Hearing that, Sean and Claude couldn't hold back their laughter.

In the Bone Clan, there were only two jobs — either a warrior or a cook.

Even the leader had to choose between the two. Either fight or cook.

This simple division left Monet completely confused. He thought for a while, trying to figure out how to explain it.

But in the end, he gave up. He looked at the Bone Clan leader and sighed: "With your level of intelligence, it's hard to explain anything to you."

The Bone Clan leader frowned. "Are you mocking me?"

Monet smiled. "Kind of. Let's go!"

Without warning, Monet attacked. A group of light walls surrounded the Bone Clan leader and Taron's group.

"Light Cage!"

With a shout, Monet General's back spread out twelve wings, looking like an angelic human.

At the same time, Duerer General suddenly appeared above the Ancestral Spirits flower. He looked down at Amara and the more than twenty Grey-Skins kneeling in the center of the flower, and immediately sentenced them to death.

"You! You're all going to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duerer General's eyes burned with purple flames.

Any living thing that lasted more than a second under his gaze was set on fire.

And Duerer was now standing on the highest point in the entire underground space — the only platform that gave a full view of the whole area.

Looking at a nearly awakened Ancestral Spirits and dozens of Bone Clan elites at the same time, even Duerer felt a little overwhelmed.

As the purple Inferno burned, Duerer's eyes started to shed tears made of burning Inferno.

Right after that, a magic circle made of purple Inferno lit up.

Every Grey-Skin that Duerer had looked at — including the humans — also had the same magic circle appear on their bodies.

"Monet! Heal me!"

Hearing the command, Monet turned around and rained a series of skills down on Duerer.

"God's Holy Light!"

"Mercy of the Goddess!"

"Angel's Tear!"

"Ode to Life!"

These skills, if used on the battlefield, could instantly heal thousands of people.

But in Monet's hands, they were as simple as spitting — he just kept throwing them out.

At the same time, Duerer was covered in these healing skills. Around him, a group of terrifying familiars appeared. These familiars didn't attack the Grey-Skins. Instead, they turned around and took turns attacking Duerer with powerful attacks!

Seeing this, the Bone Clan leader was shocked. "What the hell? Is he trying to kill himself?"

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