The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

"I still have 32 Blood Fiend Talismans in my body, which is still too few," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

Nine minutes of refining is still too long. This is a battlefield, and it is not advisable to stay in one place for too long, especially during the day, when it is easy to be hit and bombed by artillery fire.

The two unconscious Japanese soldiers stood up, and Zhou Ming waved his hand, ordering them to stand aside.

The next one to return was a bomb, and he was carrying a Japanese soldier in each of his arms.

As time went by, Zhou Ming's Blood Fiend Talisman was quickly used up.

"The shortage of Blood Fiend Talismans is getting bigger and bigger. A Blood Fiend Demon Blade that has been upgraded three times requires thousands of them, and at least several hundred Blood Fiend Soldiers are needed to form a relatively powerful team." Zhou Ming thought of that great river of data again.

With a blood-red aura emanating from his hand, enveloping 35 Japanese soldiers, he pondered the formation process of magical incantations.

Nine minutes later, the first batch was finished being refined, and Zhou Ming began the second batch.

This time it was even faster, taking only a little over eight minutes.

The third batch only had 27 people. Zhou Ming frowned and looked at Koji Koji.

"Sir, the rest have all run away, heading towards the four squadrons," Koji Kageshi said hastily, his voice trembling slightly.

"Four squadrons? They haven't come to check on the command post for so long. What are they thinking?" Zhou Ming looked up at the night sky and asked curiously.

"It's probably because the remaining people have already told them that the command post has been captured, so they chose to hold back," Koji Koga answered cautiously.

At this point, it was getting dark and the command post had lost contact. The worst thing to do was to act rashly, as this could easily lead to unnecessary firefights or even misjudgments that could result in friendly firefights.

However, this situation can be avoided by choosing to remain inactive, and anyone who attacks the position is an enemy, and can be retaliated against at will.

There is only one downside to doing this: the squadrons will not be able to provide mutual assistance.

When Zhou Ming reached this point, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"There's a good thing about the chaos. It's not bad that things aren't chaotic at all. I can focus on refining the Blood Fiend Talisman in peace." Zhou Ming looked at the 27 people, waved his hand, and 27 Blood Fiend Talismans flew out.

A Japanese company has about 180 men, and Zhou Ming currently only has 44 Blood Demon Soldiers under his command, making a total of 71 with these 27.

“Twice the number, but all of mine are imbued with the power of blood and can be used to fill the gaps with my own life. That’s enough to take down a squadron’s position,” Zhou Ming said softly.

Seventy Blood Demon Soldiers gathered in front of Zhou Ming, and another was Xiao Chi Jun, who stood beside Zhou Ming along with the six card players.

"Xiao Chi, you lead everyone to attack from the rear squadron's position," Zhou Ming said.

"Yes!" Koike-kun said expressionlessly, and immediately led all the soldiers to set off.

Zhou Ming had already made some initial gains, so he naturally wouldn't take risks everywhere anymore. This kind of extremely dangerous positional warfare was naturally left to these Blood Demon soldiers.

Walking steadily behind, the phantom of Zhou Ming in full armor gradually appeared on his body.

While we are not taking risks, it doesn't mean we can let our guard down.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The sound of machine guns rang out ahead, and 70 Blood Demon soldiers charged toward the position like madmen.

"It's a pity that Blood Demon Soldiers require living people as materials, and their limbs cannot be restored if they are mutilated. Only by solving these two problems can I quickly mass-produce soldiers," Zhou Ming thought to himself as he looked at the battlefield ahead.

With his mind racing and various pieces of knowledge flashing through his mind, Zhou Ming experienced a state of heightened mental activity, almost like an epiphany.

"The structures of Bloodhound and Blood Bird are worth learning from, but they are too rudimentary. They mainly focus on the two magical abilities of smell and differentiation, rather than the structure of a completely new life form, so they have no potential for advancement." Zhou Ming couldn't help but think of the Reverse Life Triple.

My brain is foggy from the cold, and my thoughts are moving so slowly that it's only now that I've finished writing this.

Chapter 59 Reunion and a Brief Seclusion

“Reversed life triple! Isn’t this a transformation of life structure?” Zhou Ming’s eyes brightened.

If the Blood Demon Soldier could be like the Reverse Life Triple, needing only the perfection of the second level, it would be enough to wreak havoc everywhere.

"When a person is born, the primordial Qi manifests in the limbs and bones, which is the natural order. Following the natural order is in accordance with the laws of nature, but death is inevitable. Therefore, it is necessary to reverse the process and return to the primordial Qi, which is to defy the laws of nature, in order to achieve the ultimate goal of ascending to immortality."

This theory is based on the threefold foundation of reverse life, and the essence of cultivation is to cultivate oneself back to the primordial Qi.

However, there is a fundamental fallacy in it, which can even be described as self-contradictory.

"At birth, a person is born with primordial Qi, not an immortal. Why would one become an immortal by refining their primordial Qi? If one is born with primordial Qi that is an immortal, then why bother refining it? Wouldn't one already be an immortal by nature?" Zhou Ming shook his head slightly.

A fleeting thought crossed his mind, and he recalled the final great spell of the Blood Demon Curse, Blood Demon Fiend, which was a spell to create ghosts and spirits.

It's not a complete creation, but rather a secondary modification of existing spirits and monsters.

Because he hadn't successfully mastered this spell yet, his thoughts were immediately cut off. Helpless, Zhou Ming focused his attention on the Blood Fiend Demon Blade spell rune.

“This spell rune is the most peculiar. Its core forms a spell rune that covers the source rune, and even if the magic treasure outside is damaged, it can be restored immediately as long as enough materials are found.” Zhou Ming thought to himself.

With a wealth of information laid out before him, Zhou Ming delved into its mysteries, and an idea gradually took shape in his mind.

At this moment, as his gaze fell upon the great river, a flurry of information flashed through Zhou Ming's mind, constantly filling his thoughts.

“Doing it this way would solve the problem, but it’s too wasteful and not enough at all.” Zhou Ming’s eyes seemed to sparkle with stars, shining brightly.

The mysteries of the Reverse Life Triple were revealed before my eyes. The two minor spells, Bloodhound and Blood Eagle, were directly dissected. This thought inevitably brought to mind the Blood Demon Ghost.

"What a pity! I'll definitely catch a ghost or sprite when I have time," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

This time, I wasn't as lucky as before. Even when my thoughts shifted, I was quickly pulled back and continued to delve deeper into this state of enlightenment.

Instead, it was as if she suddenly woke up, and the light in her eyes gradually disappeared.

"It's a pity, but at least I've figured out what I was going to do before, which has solved my immediate problem." Zhou Ming let out a long sigh.

As for that brilliant, genius-level idea that followed, well, the specific approach is already there. It's not too late to work on it little by little after I've mastered the Blood Demon Ghost technique.

"Da da da!"

The sound of machine guns gradually returned to my ears, or rather, it had always been there, but I had ignored it before.

Zhou Ming stood at the rear, watching the Blood Demon Soldiers who had already stormed into the squadron's position. Every now and then, a Blood Fiend Talisman would return from his body, and then it would be burned and purified by the flames of the three divine lamps, leaving behind pure power that would be integrated into the Origin Talisman.

The area only quieted down after 34 Blood Fiend Talismans were returned.

Koike-kun, surrounded by the stench of blood, walked over and knelt down, saying, "My lord, this position has been breached."

"Gather all the bodies, separating the living from the dead, and be quick," Zhou Ming said.

"Yes!" Koike-kun stood up and quickly organized everyone to take action.

Zhou Ming walked into the position, and one by one, the still-living Japanese soldiers were pulled in front of him.

Bloodlust power surged in his hands, and the 34 Bloodlust Talismans that had just returned flew out again, merging into the Japanese soldier's body.

In a short time, 34 Blood Demon Soldiers were created.

At this point, all the Japanese soldiers were gathered together; a dozen or so were still alive, while the rest were hundreds of corpses.

"Let's try refining 40 this time." Zhou Ming let out a long breath, and then his bloodthirsty aura suddenly erupted.

It rolled and spread in all directions, enveloping the 40 recently deceased corpses.

"Okay!" Zhou Ming's muscles tensed up, and beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead. He was extremely tense, but he could still handle it.

Zhou Ming slowly exhaled, maintaining this state of intense pressure, and looked at Xiaochi-kun and the others.

"Don't move the living ones, the rest of the dead are yours to handle," Zhou Ming said softly.

After this batch of forty is refined, the remaining corpses will no longer be able to be refined into Blood Fiend Talismans due to time constraints, so it is better to use them to enhance the strength of these Blood Demon Soldiers.

"Yes!" Koike-kun's eyes lit up, and he eagerly walked towards the corpses.

His bloodthirsty power surged forth, directly seizing control of the ten corpses.

The remaining Blood Demon soldiers were not to be outdone and began refining as well.

In the blink of an eye, the sixty or seventy corpses were divided up. Koji Koji and the others who were guarding the dozen or so living people felt a chill run down their spines and looked at these people with some shock.

"How could these guys become so brutal?" Koji couldn't help but look at Zhou Ming, and then he thought of the pain. His body seemed to be experiencing phantom pain, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Nine minutes passed quickly, and the forty corpses turned into mummies, with one blood-fiend talisman after another flying out.

Zhou Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his gaze toward the camp behind him.

The gunfire had stopped for a while, and the location of Wang Wen and the others was becoming clearer.

Zhou Ming could sense both the cards and the Blood Fiend Talisman, but when they were far away, there was only a vague direction, while when they were close, they became clearer.

Suddenly, Koike-kun's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and blood surged from his hands as he grasped a Blood Soul Demon Blade formed from blood.

Having absorbed enough blood, Xiaochi-kun became the second Blood Demon Soldier to wield the Blood Soul Demon Blade.

Zhou Ming glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, raised his hand, and stopped Xiaochi-kun from doing anything without saying a word.

"Brother Wen, was the journey smooth?" Zhou Ming asked.

A group of more than a dozen people walked out from the dark street ruins, led by Wang Wen, who was wearing full armor.

"Those Japanese devils were very vigilant; they only managed to take down one company," Wang Wen said, somewhat frustrated.

"Considering you brought a small group, it's already quite impressive that you've achieved this much," Zhou Ming said casually.

"How are you doing here?" Wang Wen asked Zhou Ming, clearing his mind of all his emotions.

"I've already destroyed the command post, and I've also taken over the area occupied by this squadron. The command post is far too conspicuous," Zhou Ming said, pointing in the direction of the command post.

“The command post is indeed conspicuous. If we occupy it, we’ll probably be surrounded by a ring of enemies,” Wang Wen said as he walked over and plopped down on the earthen slope.

Zhou Ming glanced at the remaining dozen or so Blood Demon soldiers carrying heavy machine guns, then looked at the Ranger and the Electromagnetic Cannon.

The two looked quite disheveled, but both their internal energy, vigilance, and strength had greatly improved.

"Brother Wen, you've come at the perfect time. I've gained some insights and need to go into seclusion for a short period."

Chapter 60 Samadhi Fire and Inner Demons

Wang Wen sat on the earthen slope looking at Zhou Ming, his expression slightly stunned. Although the armor and mask covered his face, it was still possible to tell.

"What have you realized this time?" Wang Wen asked in astonishment.

The magical cards he integrated into himself, the various changes of the demonic blade, and now he has gained new insights. How long has it been?

"I have some new ideas about the Blood Demon Soldier." Zhou Ming didn't hide anything, after all, Brother Wang was one of his own.

"Your talent is truly terrifying. If it were a more peaceful era, you would probably be qualified to establish your own sect and become a grandmaster." Wang Wen stood up and patted his butt.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sound of steel clashing rang out.