After the Shadow Wolf spotted its prey, it accelerated, leaped, and bounced between tree trunks.
When it was about fifty meters from the Great Horned Deer, it opened its mouth and shot out a Sunshine Arrow.
The tracking ability of the Sunshine Arrow meant the Shadow Wolf didn't need to aim at all; the golden energy arrow instantly crossed over fifty meters and accurately struck the Great Horned Deer's belly.
"Boom!"
Golden light flashed, and the powerful explosion directly tore the Great Horned Deer into four or five pieces of flesh, scattering them everywhere from its belly.
The Shadow Wolf took a few leaps, landing near the Great Horned Deer's remains.
One of its purple wolf heads opened its maw and inhaled sharply, causing tiny green light specks in the air to be drawn into its mouth, condensing into a green light point about the size of a soybean.
This was the compressed and refined soul of the Great Horned Deer.
The Shadow Wolf swallowed it, temporarily consuming the compressed Great Horned Deer soul, and then Ezreal controlled the wolf head to glance to the side.
Another wolf head was currently gnawing on a bloody piece of deer meat.
"Hmm, he's been running for a while, let the kid eat a little."
Ezreal had no objection to this; he had no use for the corpse, as souls were his objective.
The fragments of consciousness possessing other Summoned Beasts also saw that the Summoned Beasts had each gained something, acquiring many souls.
After about an hour, Ezreal's beast horde had swept through a large part of the forest, collecting many wild beast souls, and then he sent the horde back to the canyon.
At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the grass, a small orb of light suspended above his head, illuminating the surroundings as brightly as day.
In his hands, he held an energy orb the size of a human head, emitting an eerie green glow.
This was the result of all the Summoned Beasts' harvest over the past hour.
Since there were no magical beasts in this forest, the souls of ordinary wild beasts were not strong at all; the soul energy of hundreds of wild beasts amounted to only this much.
"It seems I'll still need to find powerful magical beasts or…" Ezreal weighed the green soul energy orb in his hand, feeling somewhat satisfied.
"It's a bit little, but it's enough for experiments."
Ezreal drew a circle in the air with his right hand, and the air began to twist.
A fist-sized white vortex appeared in the air, slowly rotating clockwise and expanding until it reached a person's height before stopping.
Ezreal tossed the soul energy orb into the white vortex, and his consciousness spirit body followed suit.
Above the canyon.
Ezreal's consciousness spirit body appeared above the canyon, with the recently discarded soul energy orb at his feet.
Through conscious control, Ezreal evenly divided the energy orb in half down the middle.
One half transformed into green flowing light and flew into the blue team's crystal nexus, while the other half flew into the red team's crystal nexus.
And as the soul energy combined with the red and blue crystal nexus, the previously unchanging crystal nexus actually began to slowly rotate, simultaneously emitting a faint glow.
Accompanying the rotation of the crystal nexus, the canyon soldiers, which Ezreal was exceptionally familiar with, began to emerge from it.
The overall appearance of the two sides' minions was not very different; the most significant distinction was their clothing color, one red and one blue, and their weapons were also slightly different.
The minions were about eighty centimeters tall, roughly the size of a small child.
The red team minion wore a red hooded jumpsuit, held a diamond-shaped ◇ rock shield in its left hand, and a small single-handed stone axe in its right.
Its face only had a pair of small red eyes, with no other facial features.
Its lower body was covered by red clothing, with no visible legs, floating about ten centimeters above the ground as it moved forward.
The blue team minion wore a blue robe, with a stone slab mask on its head.
The mask had blue eyes, and similarly, no other organs besides the eyes.
It held a rectangular stone slab shield in its left hand and a square stone hammer raised high in its right.
Its lower body also showed no feet, floating forward.
Ezreal was overjoyed at the sight of the minions being produced, but their path clearly indicated a three-lane confrontation, which was unacceptable.
Activating consciousness attachment, Ezreal directly used the crystal nexus to remove the minions' hostile status and commanded them to only patrol the canyon, not attacking any living beings.
The red and blue minions indeed obeyed, beginning to wander back and forth in their respective jungle areas and high ground, as if on patrol.
Ezreal watched as the crystal nexus continuously produced soldiers.
Unlike in the game, there was no 25-second interval between soldier productions.
Three minions were generated every second, heading towards the top, middle, and bottom lanes.
However, the soul power of ordinary wild beasts was not very strong, so in less than two minutes, the canyon soldiers stopped being produced.
Ezreal counted carefully; the number of soldiers on both the red and blue sides was equal, with 306 minions each.
Moreover, these minions were all melee soldiers; there were no ranged soldiers, siege minions, or the most powerful super minions.
Ezreal understood this; ranged soldiers carried magic wands and could use simple energy projectiles for attacks, not to mention siege minions and super minions.
It was completely unrealistic to summon these combat units with the magic-less souls of these wild beasts; Ezreal had anticipated this.
To be able to summon a total of 612 melee minions in less than two minutes, he was already very satisfied.
After all, these small things didn't have enough combat power; he mainly relied on the canyon soldiers for his Life Alchemy cultivation.
Ezreal dispersed his consciousness spirit body, returning to his main body.
Suddenly opening his eyes, Ezreal activated his magic power, once again opening a white vortex taller than himself.
Two white vortexes rotated quietly on his left and right.
One by one, melee minions continuously flew out from the two dimensional portals until all minions had been summoned from the canyon to the forest.
Then, two groups of Ancient Krugs were summoned.
Four massive, heavy rock bodies once again appeared in the forest.
Beside the Ancient Krugs were six hundred melee minions, clearly divided into red and blue.
The size comparison between the Ancient Krugs and the minions looked incredibly exaggerated; the floating melee minions weren't even as tall as the legs of the large Krugs.
Ezreal looked at the vast number of minions and Krugs around him and didn't waste any time.
He held a sword-finger gesture with both his left and right hands, and green light glowed at the tips of his fingers.
Ezreal simultaneously drew with both hands, his sword-fingers pointing in the air, writing in the void.
The green light on his fingers left behind ancient, profound runes, each about the size of a palm, in the air.
Both live and both die.
Death and life.
The cycle of life and death is endless.
Life and death.
Death is the beginning of life.
Ezreal's forehead was covered in sweat, and he gritted his teeth.
Each completed character required an immense amount of magic power, and his mind had to be completely focused.
If even one rune of the Life Alchemy was written incorrectly, the spell would fail and could easily lead to unpredictable consequences.
When the last rune was written, Ezreal's hair was completely drenched in sweat, his face slightly pale, and before him, the Life Alchemy incantation, formed by ancient characters, floated in the air.