The Legion of English Souls, a combination of projection sorcerers and knowledge creatures.

No one knows why the projection sorcerers of the Time Continent are mixed with knowledge creatures.

Even the most skilled mind-controlling sorcerers can only briefly control one or two knowledge creatures, but to command a large group of knowledge creatures is far beyond the ability of a two-winged sorcerer. It’s like letting a child drive a heavy truck, it’s absolutely impossible from the size alone, even if it can be driven, it’s not the child’s ability, but the cooperation of the truck.

Many sorcerers want to explore the secret of the projection sorcerers controlling knowledge creatures, but they are often torn to pieces by the monster legion as soon as they meet, let alone research. They are lucky to see the projection sorcerer commanding the legion of creatures. Many sorcerers think they are just disturbing the knowledge creatures’ outing, and never thought that they were dead and were attacking the living.

“The Legion of English Souls is invincible in the Time Continent, or, for us, it is invincible,” Sonia said. “Not to mention the English Soul responsible for commanding, just the knowledge creatures in the legion are extremely difficult to deal with. Plus the command of the English Soul, even the most enduring and fierce sorcerer will be exhausted of their artificing.”

“Sorcerers are undoubtedly able to fight a hundred, but that is only when a powerful sorcerer can defeat a hundred weak beings. However, every creature in the Legion of English Souls has the combat power of a two-winged sorcerer. Just the number alone can overwhelm any traveler walking the Time Continent. And the English Soul can control them as if they were his own… compared to the command ability of the English Soul, the counterattack of the fierce wolf dragon just now can only be considered child’s play.”

“Perhaps only the Holy Domain Sorcerer has the ability to defeat the Legion of English Souls, but the Holy Domain Sorcerer cannot even enter the Time Continent.”

“English Soul?” Asho raised an eyebrow.

“In the ‘Time Continent Stories Collection,’ ‘Golden Secrets,’ ‘Rain Curtain,’ and other materials, the sorcerer projection that can command knowledge creatures is called the English Soul, to distinguish it from other ordinary sorcerer projections. It should be a conventional name,” Sonia said.

Sonia looked in the direction of the Legion of English Souls as it departed. “The Legion of English Souls is also a relatively rare existence in the Time Continent. Although most two-winged sorcerers can witness the Legion of English Souls once or twice, the next day they encounter these misfortunes walking on the earth. Should we say we are lucky or unlucky?”

“This is only the second most dangerous existence?” Asho blinked. “What is the first-ranked danger? Do Holy Domain Sorcerers come back to the Time Continent to fish and bully?”

“The first-ranked danger is the war between the Legions of English Souls,” Sonia said. “It is said that even the aftermath of the battle can splash a group of sorcerers across the Rain Curtain, and there is a saying in the Time Continent: never chase the sound of battle, because you will always be the innocent third party affected.”

“I seem to have read in a fairy tale about the Legion of English Souls,” Diya recalled. “After being betrayed by enemies and losing her lover, the sorcerer who died with unresolved resentment received help from seven dragons, organized the Legion of English Souls to kill back to reality, eliminate the enemies, and finally bid farewell to her lover and rest…”

“The story structure is quite in line with a fairy tale, but the cause is too realistic…” Asho commented. “I can give it an 8 out of 10.”

“Let’s move the fairy tale convention away and slowly open it. The Legion of English Souls might come back,” Sonia urged. “Let’s go quickly, or we’ll be killed by the Legion of English Souls. Even if we have the Soul Special Drink, we’ll have to lie down for a month.”

Just as dying in the nest of group creatures will result in more soul loss, the knowledge creatures in the Legion of English Souls naturally want to taste the rare delicacy of a sorcerer’s soul. And the sorcerer’s soul is defenseless after death. If it is eaten clean, it will die completely. However, as each knowledge creature can only take one bite, the more creatures around when the sorcerer dies, the more soul loss there will be.

But as long as they don’t trigger any taboos (such as expelling secret poison), virtual realm creatures generally won’t consume the sorcerer’s soul, just as cutting leeks won’t cut the roots. They will heal the sorcerer in the real world and come back next time.

However, Asho fell into contemplation. “Since no one has defeated the Legion of English Souls, why is it assumed that their commander is a projection sorcerer? Maybe other sorcerers have violated some virtual realm mechanism and gained the ability to control knowledge creatures.”

“Shouldn’t there be sorcerers who have made predictions through intelligence gathering?” Sonia was not very sure. “But if it’s not the English Soul but a sorcerer controlling them, then when the sorcerer leaves the Time Continent and arrives in the distant space, they should still be able to continue enslaving knowledge creatures, right? However, I have never heard the professor mention anything similar happening in the distant space.”

“Even in the distant space, there is no sorcerer who can command knowledge creatures like the English Soul to form legions and conquer all directions, and there is no Legion of English Souls… The Legion of English Souls is a special product of the Time Continent, just like the whirlpool is a benefit of the Sea of Knowledge.”

“And whether the commander is a sorcerer or an English Soul doesn’t matter. The point is, we need to hurry… You’re not having any inappropriate thoughts, are you?”

“Don’t make it sound like I’m plotting against the female team members, Captain.”

Asho showed a mischievous smile. “I just want to try a high-difficulty challenge.”

I’d rather you plot against the female team members…

Sonia tried to hold back her urge to curse as she reasoned with Asho, “Not to mention whether we can defeat the Legion of English Souls, the question is, what’s the benefit?”

“The challenge difficulty of the Legion of English Souls is higher than that of resource points, but the reward is less, so the cost-effectiveness is too low. If you just want to challenge high difficulty, then next time you can fight close combat with me, and the witch can cover from behind.”

“Three people can also fight close combat together,” Diya protested. She did not agree with Asho’s idea and obviously acquiesced to Sonia’s rebuttal.

“Maybe the English Soul will drop more precious sorcery spirits and more detailed sorcerer’s manuals? The virtual realm is a fair and just judge, and I believe that after defeating the Legion of English Souls, the virtual realm will definitely not be stingy with the rewards we deserve,” Asho said. “And, I always feel that there must be some big secret behind the Legion of English Souls, maybe related to the Seven-Colored Tails.””My dear Sword Girl, if you’re willing to work overtime to elevate your swordsmanship to the sacred realm, I might consider giving up the idea of adventuring.”

Sonia replied irritably, “Didn’t we find the secret of the golden fish without much adventuring?”

“But that was based on our lucky encounter with the Isle of Fate’s Quiz, and consulting several Sorcerer’s Manuals that served as important references.” Asho spread his hands, “Fate won’t always favor us—not to mention a little mishap I had recently, where the goddess of fate might secretly curse me at the crucial moment.”

“Why should we find the Rainbow Tail that other sorcerers can’t find? Is it because you guys are good-looking, or because my driving skills are top-notch?”

“We take the risks that ordinary sorcerers won’t; we seize the opportunities they dare not touch; we fight the enemies they fear to confront. Only by doing so can we reap rewards beyond those of an ordinary sorcerer.”

Although it felt like a twisted logic, upon closer consideration, it made sense.

Sonia was not unaware of the principle ‘the more you venture, the more you gain,’ but she was, after all, a typical ‘academy’ type, favoring stable returns and loathing risky investments.

Especially after her promotion to two wings, this cautious, small-town mentality did not weaken but became even more entrenched, focused solely on maintaining her current benefits.

It wasn’t that her greed was superficial; her world was just too small—surrounded by classmates who couldn’t match up to her, the only powerful person she could interact with was Professor Teluozan, who might be jealous of her talent. She was recognized by countless people as the future Sword Saint, nobles eager to get close to her could fill the girls’ dormitory to bursting, and the Sword Flower Academy was about to take pride in her…

She had already exceeded her life goals for the next twenty years ahead of schedule, feeling she could retire and enjoy life pursuing her dreams—in fact, she had secretly switched her daytime classes to music and performing arts, and the time she spent practicing swordsmanship was indeed only the two hours arranged by the observer.

Her progress was too fast; her ambition couldn’t keep up.

“I agree with the observer’s idea.”

Diya raised her hand and said, “It’s the unique paths that make a fairy tale. If we want to become legends, we must take roads untraveled by others. A monotonous life will only be summarized by ‘many years later.’”

Sonia asked, “Witch, do you want to become a legendary sorcerer?”

“Actually, it’s Little Red and the White Queen who want it, I don’t feel much for power,” Diya said earnestly, “Little Red craves higher-level combat, while the White Queen hopes to gain more leverage through power… But we are sisters, their dreams are naturally my dreams too!”

“What’s your dream?” Asho asked abruptly.

“Me? I…” Diya paused, tilted her head, and said, “Of course, to live happily ever after with my sisters.”

“That seems even harder than becoming a legend.”

“Indeed.”

The two dirty adults mercilessly tore apart the innocent girl’s pure dreams.

“Fine, I’ll gamble with you guys,” Sonia sighed helplessly, “But the second question arises—can we beat them? In open combat, I don’t think we stand a chance.”

“We can beat them,” Asho said, looking at the map of the Virtual Realm, “because they’ve walked into a narrow area—they’ve entered the cave we just looted.”

Sonia was startled, “Are they relatives of the Direwolf Dragon?”

“Perhaps it’s an employment relationship, but the Direwolf Dragon being exiled here to guard a resource point might be an unregistered labor dispatch.”

On the Virtual Realm map, the icons of the Spirit Army were entering the lair of the Direwolf Dragon. Clearly, among the loot they had robbed was a portion belonging to the Spirit Army.

“But even in the lair, there are too many of them,” Diya pondered, “Can we repeat the trick and block the entrance to deal with them in the cave?”

Asho shook his head and waved his hands, doubly negating Diya’s idea, “The risk is too great. If something goes wrong, we won’t even be able to run, only to die tragically in the jaws of the beast.”

“We’re about to face the Spirit Army; the risk is as great as eating unknown bright mushrooms, and you still have the luxury of thinking about escape?” Sonia couldn’t help but mock Asho for still harboring a ‘casual playthrough’ mentality, “You want both prestige and to wear a helmet, but there’s no such good deal in this world.”

“There is,” Asho affirmed, “I have a way to defeat the Spirit Army and still be able to run away at any moment.”

Let us two go into battle, and you stay in the car ready to escape at any moment… Sonia’s retort had just formed when she realized the essence of Asho’s plan.

“The Direwolf Dragon’s home is quite spacious; it should accommodate a sports car as a guest. If the Direwolf Dragon has any awareness beneath the spring, it would be grateful for us holding a grand memorial service on its grave.”

Asho pulled up the upgrade blueprint for the car, scanning over all the peripherals that could be activated, “These resources were originally intended to upgrade the ‘Alchemical Throne,’ but when it’s time to use them, then… “

“It’s time to show off my driving skills that took me three tries to pass the second subject!”