Things Are Not That Complicated

Payne shook his head. "Of course it's not such a thing; all my enemies are dead. I don't need you to help me kill for revenge."

"So you're trying to resurrect?" asked Roland.

"I can transfer my soul too." Payne waved his hand indifferently. "If I wanted to, I could attach myself to a random member of the royal family, and in less than five days, I could extinguish their soul and replace it. But then, the barrier in the royal tomb would be gone, and then all of the nearly ten thousand souls of the royal family would be slowly taken away by the Nether God."

"Then what are you thinking?" Roland was a little puzzled.

Payne pointed to the huge walking winged devil over there. "Help me decompose this thing."

Decompose?

Roland looked over; the huge body of the winged devil looked terrifying. Roland then looked back again. "This thing, it should be a soul too."