Linley couldn’t help but nod.
“However, comparatively speaking, the 108 Asuras of the Infernal Realm have it easier. They control an entire prefecture, and don’t face too many challenges. But Purgatory Commanders are different. Battles and slaughters are commonplace.” Mosi sighed.
Linley had to admit that having been in the Infernal Realm for so long, he had seen quite a few Seven Star Fiends, and here at Miluo Island had seen quite a few Seven Star Fiends.
Generally speaking, Highgods capable of fusing four profound mysteries could become Seven Star Fiends.
But in truth, there were some who had fused five or even nearly fused all six types.
But of course, there were those experts who had fused six types of profound mysteries and become Paragons.
There were some who were Soul Mutates, while others were divine beasts who had innate divine abilities. Some were of strange races that also had innate abilities, while other experts were in possession of Sovereign artifacts or Sovereign’s Might…
Only the most extraordinary of people were capable of becoming ‘Asuras of the Infernal Realm’ or ‘Commanders of Purgatory’.
“My Gravitational Space is already so powerful, but if utilized by the juvenile amethyst beast? In addition, that’s his innate ability. When using it, it’s definitely ten times or a hundred times more powerful than mine.” Linley still remembered how the entire Amethyst Mountains had an enormous ‘Gravitational Space’ that was hundreds of thousands of kilometers in circumference.
Over the course of this conversation, the relationship between Linley and Mosi grew significantly friendlier.
“Castle Master Mosi, there’s something I wish to beg of you.” Linley said sincerely.
Tarosse and Dylin were definitely under soul control. This sort of life, where they had lost their own will, was a life worse than death. Linley naturally wanted to be able to free Tarosse and Dylin and allow them to regain their own will.
“Oh, speak.” Mosi said.
“I have two friends who were both Arena victors. I believe they are under soul control. I hope you, Castle Master Mosi, can let them regain their freedom.”
Mosi paused for just a moment.
Linley was rather nervous. Soul control was one of the techniques this person specialized in. Linley could only hope that this person would give him face and release the two of them.
“Fine, then. Tell me their names.” In the end, Mosi nodded.
“One is a Highgod named Tarosse. The other is a God named Dylin.” Linley said hurriedly.
Mosi sighed. “Tarosse. I personally controlled him. He has quite some potential. As for Dylin, one of my subordinates should have controlled him.” Mosi paused momentarily. “Don’t worry. By the time you return to Miluo Island, you will have discovered that the two of them have regained their free will.”
“Castle Master Mosi, I’m incomparably grateful.” Linley truly was rather grateful. If this person didn’t want to give him face, there was nothing he could’ve done.
Mosi just laughed calmly. He controlled quite a few Seven Star Fiends. Naturally, he wouldn’t care too much about a mere Tarosse and Dylin.
“Let’s go. Now, you can go down with me, right?” Mosi said.
Linley laughed as well, then followed Castle Master Mosi down, back towards the castle. At this moment, those damaged parts of the castle were currently under repair by a large number of black armored warriors, who had brought black stones over and were working at high speed.
“Teacher (Master)!” Uriah and the others drew nearer respectfully.
Castle Master Mosi nodded in acknowledgment, then flew downwards with Linley.
“Who is this Linley?” Uriah and the others were puzzled. As they saw it, their teacher was one of the truly peak figures of the entire Infernal Realm, and yet he was actually so friendly towards Linley. This was truly inconceivable.
Linley and Castle Master Mosi flew downwards, but suddenly…
“Milord, milord!” A frantic voice rang out.
Linley turned to look. He couldn’t help but frown, as he saw Ganmontin flying over frantically while calling out, ‘Milord!’
“Oh, Ganmontin.” Castle Master Mosi immediately recognized Ganmontin, then was puzzled. “Ganmontin, your divine wind clone?” Ganmontin was one of his more senior subordinates.
Ganmontin immediately bowed respectfully, then said angrily, “Milord, he destroyed my divine wind clone!” As he spoke, he pointed at Linley.
“Eh?” Castle Master Mosi frowned.
“How did you and Linley end up in a fight?” Castle Master Mosi said.
Ganmontin said hurriedly, “Milord, I discovered a God-level Soul Mutate, so I immediately went to capture him to offer him to you, but who would have imagined that this person was Linley’s friend. Linley thus attacked and destroyed my divine wind clone.”
“A God-level Soul Mutate?” Castle Master Mosi’s eyes lit up.
The potential of a Soul Mutate was higher than that of even a divine beast.
“Castle Master Mosi, that God-level Soul Mutate is my brother.” This was all that Linley could say.
“Milord, you must get revenge for your subordinate.” Ganmontin said hurriedly.
Castle Master Mosi frowned and was momentarily silent. For a moment, neither Linley nor Ganmontin knew what Mosi was thinking.
“You can go now!” Castle Master Mosi said calmly.
Ganmontin was stunned. His face couldn’t help but turn ashen. He knew Castle Master Mosi’s temper very well, however, and so he immediately bowed respectfully. “Yes, milord.” Ganmontin didn’t dare to say a single word more. He immediately left.
Linley let out a secret sigh of relief.
Castle Master Mosi turned to look towards Linley. Laughing, he said, “Linley, want to go to my first secret room and take a look at the scryer recordings of experts doing battle? That place even has recordings of Sovereigns showing their might!”