Wizards are mighty.

Chapter 42 Phyllis's Game
If some apprentices knew this rule in advance and tried to be smart by killing slaves from the beginning.

Due to the lack of resources during these twelve months, the strength cannot be improved, and all the efforts at this time will be in vain.

Therefore, the correct approach should be to accumulate as many slaves as possible during these twelve months and kill all the disloyal slaves just before reaching the shore.

In this way, the benefits obtained will be maximized.

But you still need to have enough strength. If you can't get into the top 20, all your efforts will be in vain.

Others don't have to do anything to take away all your gains.

Of course, Vic doesn't have to worry about this kind of problem.

For him, the game is over.

As long as he waits for the boat to dock, he can get all the points, and even snatch some from others who also know the rule.

"By the way, should we tell others about this news to get more points?"

"Perhaps even if I tell them about this, they will think that I want to exploit them one last time..."

Vic muttered, already guessing how those guys would react.

Alas, I am such a kind person, why do some people always think that I want to harm them?

……

"Dear Vic, let me tell you a secret about hidden rules."

Before Vic could take any action, Lars came up to him with a smile on his face.

"Don't tell me, I already knew it. Slaves might betray me, right?"

Vic threw up his hands helplessly.

"Why don't you tell the others about this? That way we can get more points."

"It would be a shame if so many points were wasted."

Lars gave Vic a thumbs up, and he didn't seem surprised at all that Vic also knew this hidden rule.

"Great minds think alike. Don't miss out on the free points."

"But then again, I feel like even if many people believed it, they wouldn't act so decisively."

"I really hope they won't be so stupid as to believe in the loyalty of slaves..."

Lars shook his head and said nothing more. Instead, he turned around and started to get close to the other apprentices.

……

……

"You are a bunch of ugly, dirty, lowly creatures! I can't see any loyalty to your master in your souls!"

"You guys deserve to die!"

In front of the trembling slaves, Phyllis scolded with a frosty face.

After receiving instructions from her master, she immediately summoned all the slaves and began to check how many of them were loyal and how many were attempting to betray.

The result was as expected. Among the forty-seven slaves, not a single one was honest.

This is the inferior product produced by a ranch without loyalty training.

nausea!

Phyllis wagged her tail in disgust and turned her eyes away from the slaves.

She gently stroked the master's mark on the back of her right hand and began to think about how to deal with these guys.

Kill him directly? Or torture him severely before killing him?
The master doesn't seem to like these stupid guys. In this case, it would be better to let them die in pain.

Whatever it is, she is fully capable of doing it now.

Just like when she was beaten by them on the ranch, Phyllis could now retaliate in the same way.

She noticed those familiar faces early on.

Even when she thought about the past, her fists would clench unconsciously.

Yes, under the education of her master, she had long since completely gotten rid of her past weakness.

In other words, her submissive side would only be shown in front of her master. She would not have any sympathy for these dirty and stupid guys.

Well, that’s right!

Anyone who dares to be disloyal to his master shall die!
You should repent in endless pain!
"Divine Art - Soul Fire Sacrifice"

Phyllis held out her right hand, palm facing up.

A huge ball of fire appeared out of nowhere.

Different from the healing effect it had previously shown in front of its master, this soul fire could make other people feel a burning sensation deep in their souls even if they got slightly close to it.

Under the terrified eyes of the slaves, Phyllis held the increasingly expanding soul fire in her hand and smashed it towards them fiercely.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

"No, no! Let me go, I swear to be loyal to my master forever-"

Desperate wails rang out one after another.

Some of them knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, some curled up on the ground and did not move, and some twisted their bodies desperately.

No one can remain calm under such pain.

Finally, one of the slaves who had beaten Phyllis lost his patience.

"You lowly thing, do you really think you are someone... You are just a dog under the wizard's hands... You -"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The fire in her body suddenly became extremely strong, and her eyes, which were originally full of resentment, gradually faded in the pain that went straight to her soul.

"Why don't you keep yelling?"

Phyllis looked at her struggling on the ground, and the smile on her face became more and more sick.

Walk up to the guy step by step.

Phyllis stepped hard on her face with her foot, crushing it repeatedly.

"Weren't you quite good at yelling before?"

"I'm not a dog, I'm my master's kitten, and I'll clean up all of you filth."

"Do you feel it? This is the power that the master has given me. Aren't you very capable? Stand up and touch me again and try?"

Phyllis suddenly exerted force with her foot, and the guy's head was immediately stepped on and became a bloody mess.

"Huh? No reaction now? How boring."

After sighing for a while, Phyllis took a few steps back in boredom and stared quietly at the hellish scene in front of her.

One by one, the slaves fell to the ground with their bodies twisted.

The power of Soul Fire and Sacrifice directly strikes the soul and does not cause much damage to the body.

But due to the extreme pain, people burned by the soul fire will twitch all over and even hurt themselves.

Then he died because his soul was sacrificed.

"The corpse cannot be wasted. Let's use it together. You did a great job..."

Phyllis licked her lips, and her silver cat ears twitched in pleasure.

The owner should be satisfied if they are treated like this, right?

If she had time, she would really like to catch those guys who were shouting the loudest and burn them slowly for several days and nights.

They are so lucky. I hope they can fall into her hands again in the next life.

Oh, no, these guys have had their souls burned clean and offered to their masters. They don’t even qualify for the next life.

Raising her hands to perform the sacrificial ceremony, Phyllis tilted her head cutely.

There's nothing to think about, just make the best use of it.
After kissing the mark on the back of her hand, Phyllis showed a sweet smile on her face.

Then, he began to chant an obscure spell...

(End of this chapter)