"I want you to seal the memories of these souls!"
After hearing the first elder's words, the middle-aged man and woman mages frowned slightly. They were not willing to cooperate.
They had gone through life and death with these soldiers before. They even knew some of the soldiers personally.
The first elder said threateningly, "If I want you to do it, then do it. There's no room for negotiation."
They had no choice but to lower their heads!
The cloaked mages chose to submit.
More than ten cloaked mages began to cast spells around the five ghost altars in the underground space.
Dozens of wisps of black smoke entered the ghost altars from the cloaked mages' bodies, and the black smoke quickly dispersed.
The five ghost altars were wrapped in thick black smoke, and the souls of the soldiers in the altars quickly absorbed the black smoke.