For Gnoth's persuasion to show loyalty, the twins were disgusted, "Why didn't we find out before, you have such loyalty?"

Gnorth wasn't Agatha's die-hard fan, he used to be more of a wage earner when he worked under the Ereda Twins. I listened to the words, I did the work, I received the rewards, and I was faithful, but when the term of the twins ended, it was over.

But it didn't work out, and now suddenly the old hen turned into a duck, and Gnos had the appearance of doing his best and dying.

"Well, it's hard to put into words. Gnoss was full of grief and indignation, "Lord Twins, don't you know that the brainless fool of Hormondas, is a two-five-eyed, and my talent is wasted there." ”

How to put it, there is no harm without contrast. It's not about how good our Eredar Twins are, it's all about the foil of Hormondas.

"I can see by now that you are the helmsmen of the Evil Rift, Mentor, Lighthouse. Gnos complained bitterly while offering a bunch of high-density sycophants.

"Enough. Salorath interrupted Gnoss impatiently. "I ask you, if the artillery of the Evil Rift is still in your hands. ”

The Twins are well aware that Gneus is clearly a two-sided wall-wrenching grass, and his loyalty is very cheap, but the Twins don't mind this, as long as he can show his worth.

"Of course. Without hesitation, Gnos replied, knowing that this was his biggest bargaining chip. "Hormondath has never been interested in those things, so their authority is still in my hands, but—" At this point, Gnoth suddenly paused.

"Just what?" asked Oresses, frowning.

Gnorth said with a slight embarrassment, "I can't activate them. ”

"What did you say?" Salorath's eyes narrowed, "Are you entertaining us?"

"Or do you mean...," a spark flashed from the hand that Oreses hung from her waist, "you've forgotten our horror!"

"No, how dare I. Gnos cringed and said, "It's only because the soul engines have stopped working without fuel and can't supply energy, so I can't start them, it's really not my problem." ”

"Hmm—" The Ereda twins groaned at the same time, agreeing with the answer. But at the same time, they also had a hard time, where to find enough fuel for the soul engine? After all, this is not the front line of the legion, and a large number of souls are sent to the door all the time.

"I'll take care of the fuel thing. At this time, Evenson said suddenly.

"Oh?" the Eredar Twins glanced at each other, and then Oreses said, "You know, it takes a lot to keep the soul engine running. ”

Salorath also reminded, "And the engine of the Evil Rift is still old... Isn't it?" she glanced at Gnoth inquiringly, and after seeing the other man nod, she continued, "The number of souls needed is even greater. ”

"Since the quantity is not enough," Evenson smiled slightly, "then make up for it with quality." ”

"It takes a lot of that, and high-quality souls aren't that easy to do. "If you harvest that batch, you're bound to cause a lot of trouble, so our current approach to keeping a low profile is not in line with that." ”

"I know. Evenson said indifferently, "The soul also has the word "freshness". ”

That's right, people are dying all the time on Earth. And there are also a lot of fixed places of death, such as hospitals, such as the battlefields of the rainforests of the Middle East and South America.

But what about the quality of the souls of these dead people? Those who died in the hospital were numb to the pain, longing to live, but had long lost hope, and death was a relief for them, and the quality of the soul was not even as good as that of an ordinary person who died suddenly.

And those terrorists, and laundry detergent wholesalers, although they are sinners, they have long been accustomed to crime and murder, and some of them do these things without even a trace of psychological fluctuations, so their soul quality is also average.

The more numb a person is, the less valuable the soul becomes. True suffering, sin, and depravity is not a static state, but a dynamic that is constantly changing.

It was a moment of hope, a moment of despair, the confusion and pain of the devout man's faith crumbling, the torture of the pure man's heart after he had to commit sin and accept the fall.

Only the soul that has experienced these things is fresh and truly of quality.

Just like the Scourge Legion, those who can be called powerful death knights, heroes who died in battle for justice, or devout fanatics.

The Lich King may have designed them to die with the resentment of betrayal, or after their deaths, their distorted beliefs have allowed them to do the most hated and despised things in their lives, but they have left behind the last vestiges of their humanity, which has tormented their souls.

However, it is this pain, it is this entanglement, that makes them strong.

Therefore, if you want to get such a large number of souls on Earth, it is estimated that the complete episodes of Chainsaw Horror will have to be staged, and the scale will be quite large. If nothing happens, you might as well count on the huskies not to tear down the house.

However, Evenson smiled wickedly and patted his space pack, "High-quality souls, I just have a batch here." ”

"How many?" Salorath asked.

"A thousand. Evenson replied.

Oresses looked at Gnoth, who nodded after a rough calculation and said, "If the quality of these souls is high enough, it should be enough." ”

"The quality is certainly not bad. Evenson said confidently, "After all, these souls are what the Devil King will never forget. ”

As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, and Mephisto designed the people of the small town of St. Van Gonza to succumb to their inner desires and go to the depravity, but let them die in the happiest moment.

He had coveted these souls for a long time, but the key to harvesting them, the Saint Van Gonza Pact, was abducted by Cartersley, who suddenly discovered his conscience, and he had to give up for the time being.

But in the end, this contract fell into the hands of Evenson, and you say that a warlock, even if it is a warlock's shame, will honestly spit out this kind of thing?

So Evenson lied and gave the contract to Thor to bring back to Asgard, shaking Mephisto a little.

After that, Evenson hadn't thought about what to do with this batch of high-quality souls, but now it came in handy.