Until Viss completely dealt with the nearby villagers, she 'blissfully' fainted.
"Lord Zod Nelok, what quality is this soul this time?"
Viss, ignoring the terrifying soul before her, asked softly.
"Heh heh heh... This is a high-quality soul! It indeed looks delicious! Ah! It really makes me unable to resist!"
The goat-headed skull let out a scream, opened its mouth wide, and inhaled. The terrifying black soul was sucked in!
"Mmm, mmm, so delicious! Simply too delicious!
Viss Ackman! Keep going! It won't be long before I can briefly open a passage between the Ayo Continent and the Abyss. By then, once my demon army descends, killing a mere Five-Colored Dragon will be nothing easy!"
The soul fire in the goat-headed skull's eye sockets flickered incessantly, roaring with its mouth wide open.
"Then, how much is still needed?"
"To lift the first batch of demon restrictions, at least twenty high-quality souls are still needed, or two hundred medium-quality souls."
