Rioneed: VRMMORPG

The system was aware of the current situation of Ibro, so he didn't delay as he injected huge amounts of demon energy into his soul sea. 

This energy had revived Ibro again as he felt his strength returning to him at a rapid rate. 

Ibro didn't wait for his strength to fully restore, as without the huge energy supply coming from his soul sea, these 11 cores were about to explode. 

Ibro didn't delay anymore as he grabbed the swords with his imaginary huge hand and waved it towards all his surrounding enemies. 

He injected the 11 cores at once into his hand and watched in anticipation for the result. Once the cores entered his hand, they miraculously disappeared. 

Ibro smiled faintly, his plan had finally succeeded. His sword strike had caused an earth-shattering wave of energy that engulfed every demon in the whole region. 

This strike had exceeded Ibro's expectations by far. Nearly 10 million demon seeds had been killed at this moment. Their boundless energies started to pour into Ibro's body.

'Stop pouring this polluted energy into my soul.'

The system hesitated before cutting the supply route to Ibro's soul, then it asked:

'What do you want me to do with it then?'

Ibro thought for a moment. This energy was really toxic. He was thinking about giving it to the system but he feared losing his system as a result in the far future.

'What is the most pure form of energy that doesn't allow any pollutants to exist in it?'

'It would be the SPR stones and higher forms of it like orbs, crystals and pearls.'

Ibro made up his mind as he instructed:

'Use them to form these SPR forms. I want to purify this filthy energy.'

'As you wish.'

Ibro felt the system was rather happy and excited. Ibro didn't have the luxury to interrogate this system now. He had to wait until he became in a more favorable position in this world. 

Ibro didn't get any other form of demon energy, but he didn't stop waving his sword to the sky. He slashed once, twice, thrice, ten times, one hundred times, and 500 times. 

When he reached his 500 strike, his soul sea was dried up again. Two subsequent times in nearly no interval at all had made him nearly lose his consciousness. 

This time, he didn't struggle back as he let the weakness spread over his body. He lost his balance and was about to hit the ground when his men reacted in time and caught him. 

All the spells had been ended spontaneously. He had done this to make sure he had purified any traces left from these demons. He was lucky this time, but he might not be this lucky later. 

Ibro pointed with his fingers to his men. They put him on the ground while he sat down there motionless. This wasn't the first time he had done this, so they weren't that worried. 

They were still in deep shock from this epic battle their king had just fought and won. He wasn't just their king or master or savior, he had turned into a legendary existence in their minds. 

Ibro wasn't worried at all, as he was surrounded now with millions of his own soldiers. He was sure that his guards were spreading the needed omega stones on the new assassins. 

Every second he felt new connections linking his alpha stone with uncountable omega stones. His soul took nearly one day to finish regenerating. 

This time, it wasn't a mere sea, as it enlarged to form a large-sized sea. The soul energy was completely purified. He was glad with such a result. 

Ibro was sure the next time he dried up his soul sea, it would transform into a small ocean. 

Ibro opened his eyes and looked around him. He was surrounded by his guards, Topan and Shirazy. Once Ibro stood straight, Topan yelled in high voice:

"Salute your master."

Suddenly, the empty area around Ibro changed dramatically. Countless assassins appeared from their stealth as they knelt down in unison. It was a touching scene that made Ibro feel more trust. 

They weren't just normal NPCs, they were all assassins NPCs. They were the most fearful class in any given game. Ibro just nodded while asked one guard beside him:

"Have all taken the stones?"

The guard replied at once:

"Yes, my king."

They were now in the grasp of Ibro's hand. 10 million NPCs were a big addition to his village. He recalled the newly upgraded cultivation hall, so he ordered:

"Topan, take your boys and visit my village. There, you will acquire good presents from me."

Topan didn't know what his master meant, but he replied at once:

"I will do that now. What about my previous suggestion to you, my master?"

Ibro thought a little before saying:

"After you finish your cultivation selection, you can go and proceed with the plan. Bring first your trusted generals, and then bring later the normal ones."

Topan asked for further instructions:

"Will I bring only the commanders or the commanders with their whole armies?"

That was a tricky question for Ibro. He looked around him. His guards' army was strong but small in number. 

He recalled the army which was stationed at the doorway of the village. He had plans for this army, but now he could use them here. He said:

"Let them bring all the armies under their banner. But keep your moves quiet and discrete. I don't want the news to fly early to the ears of other commanders or the royal family."

Topan suggested again:

"If we are going to do so, then we need to establish connections with each commander region. That will save us a lot of time."

Ibro understood the meaning of Topan, so he decided:

"First initiate connections with your trusted commanders' areas. Then you will establish a connection near each commander's reign. 

If you felt suspicious about him, then bring him with his personal guards alone. If he submits then he will gather his army and bring them to me. If he doesn't submit, then we will kill him and close the connection."