After Angel returned to reality, the first thing he did was to take out the dream conch again, drag the symbol on the ground into the dream again, and position it in front of Nice.
Flood watched Angel finish all this and asked with confusion: "Sir, why did you use the dream conch again?"
Angel said angrily: "The previous one was damaged by Nice's experiment."
Seeing that Froude was still confused, Angel simply started from the beginning and recited the conversation he had with Nice and the Iron-clad Granny in the Ocean Theater.
After hearing the whole story, Froud was stunned for a long time before he said in a daze: "...It turns out that the death energy here comes from the world of Quest."
"What? You also know about the Quest world?"
Froude nodded: "There was a soul wizard who took over the task of guiding and brought a group of talented people to the orphanage for trial. He once told me that the ultimate place for all wandering souls is the world of Quest. .”
"The ultimate place of the soul." Angel repeated softly.
"Yes, for the soul, it is the destination of wanderers, the place of silence for the unwilling, and the place where all souls will eventually go." Froude: "As long as the soul still exists, no matter it is the undead or the ordinary The undead souls may eventually go to that place.”
Angel: "In other words, if there is no interference, you, Ada and Shanni will all end up in the Quest world?"
Flood nodded.
"How did the soul end up in the Quest world?"
Froude: "It's hard to say. According to the soul wizard, the Quest world can be regarded as a higher-dimensional existence, or a flowing light belt. When this light belt connects with the Southern Territory At that time, the souls in the Southern Territory might turn around and walk through an intersection and arrive in the Quest world."
"However, it is difficult to have an accurate time when this light belt will connect with the Southern Territory. It may be very soon, or it may not come for hundreds or even thousands of years."
After Froude finished speaking, he found Angel looking at him hesitantly. Although he didn't speak, Froude also understood what Angel meant.
"Adults, there is no need to worry. Even if the light belt really connects with the Southern Territory, it will not be difficult for us as undead to stay in the original world, because the undead have subjective consciousness. As long as we have obsessions or have the ability to let the soul No matter where the body is, it can resist the attraction of the Quest world."
"On the contrary, the undead, because they are chaotic and unconscious, are easily attracted to the Quest world. For this reason, most areas of the Quest world are undead zones where the undead are overflowing. This is a problem for other worlds. This kind of friendly mechanism can regularly clean up the undead; for the souls living in the Quest world, it is a disaster. However, the Quest world is very vast, and there is an increasing trend. There is a safe zone with a large number of souls, so there is no need to worry about the appearance of the undead compressing the living space of the undead."
Angel showed an expression of "I see." At the beginning, when old Pat died, he had also thought about whether the soul after death would have a destination like the earth mythology told by Jon.
Now that I think about it, it really does. Quest World is such a home of souls.
So, would old Pat and mother Hypatia be there too?
Angel just had the idea, but he shook his head in denial in his heart. If you want to enter the world of Quest, you must at least be a soul. The probability that a mortal would condense into a complete soul after death is very low.
After Froude finished talking about the world of Quest, he found that Angel was deep in thought. After a while, Angel's eyes regained their sparkle.
"What are you thinking, sir?" Froude asked curiously.
Angel: "Nothing, I'm just thinking about one thing."
After a pause, Angel said slowly: "I'm wondering if the soul can dream."
Froude originally thought Angel was thinking about the world of Quest, but he didn't expect to give such an out-of-the-box answer.
Froude thought for a while: "Even if the soul is asleep, the consciousness will stop fluctuating. Therefore, the soul will not actively dream."
Angel's eyes lit up: "If the soul can't dream... there shouldn't be too powerful dream creatures swimming in the gap between the Quest world and the dream world, right?"
"Your Excellency, you want to..." Froud paused and did not finish his words, but whispered a noun: "The Wilderness of Dreams?"
Angel nodded: "Yes, I want to try to see if I can open up a new wilderness of dreams in the world of Quest."
He had previously experimented to open up a dream wilderness in the abyss, but... the new dream wilderness was torn apart by the ferocious monsters of the dream world just after it was born.
The Wilderness of Dreams, which is now attached to the Wizarding World of the Southern Territory, was born with the appearance of Sawa, who killed the dream creatures that coveted it, allowing the Wilderness of Dreams to be born without any trouble.
Sharapova can't appear every time. Angel wants to open up the Dream Wilderness in other worlds. His first task is to find a way to kill the dream world creatures that covet the Dream Wilderness.
However, Angel still hasn't figured out how to kill those dream predators. You know, in the dream world where there are almost no natural enemies, predators continue to grow stronger and expand through dream eating... Angel had seen the dream world predators that Sharapova had killed before from the perspective of God. , its size alone is comparable to a continent.
It is too difficult to kill this dream monster.
However, the existence of behemoths in the dream world definitely requires a lot of dreams to support them. Angel thought that the Quest world was basically full of souls, and souls did not actively dream. So if he built a dream wilderness in the Quest world, there wouldn't be such a behemoth, right?
After hearing Angel's idea, Froud said: "You can try it, but since the soul almost never dreams, whether it can open up a dream wilderness in the Quest world is also a question."
Angel thought for a while: "What you said makes sense. Anyway, this is not an urgent matter at the moment. We haven't even found how to get to the Quest world yet. Even if we try, it will be a matter for the future."
After chatting about an idea created by Angel, their eyes returned to the altar.
"The person who presided over the sacrificial ceremony has left, so there shouldn't be any danger here." Angler paused and looked at Froude: "The aura of death is very strong here, you might as well practice soul tricks here. "
Froude nodded without hesitation. The death aura here was stronger than that of Star Lake Castle, and it would definitely be better to practice here.
After confirming the place of practice, Angel and Flood went back to Star Lake Castle and told Yada and Little Seim about the situation. Then Flood went to Saint Seum City alone and explained Qian's situation to Neia. After finishing all of this, Froud returned to the underground cave.
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"Have you started yet?" Angel was suspended in the air and looked at Froude, who was standing in the center of the altar.
Froude took a deep breath, laid a layer of requiem stone on the floor of the altar, and then arranged a circle of end soul flowers shining with a faint blue light around the outside of the requiem stone. ——This is an advance preparation to avoid falling and practice the tricks of the soul.
After placing various soul-fixing materials, Froud recalled the soul trick practice method again and simulated it in his mind. After confirming that the process would not go wrong, he nodded to Angel and said, "You can start. ”
Angel said softly: "I wish you good luck."
When the words fell, the mental force field covering Froud's body disappeared instantly, and the rich and huge amount of death energy washed towards Froude like a tide.
Surrounded by the death energy, Froud was momentarily absent-minded. A faint whisper seemed to be heard in his ears. A large number of pale hands reached out from the ground, pulling Froud, trying to drag him into the dark swamp.
At this moment, the surrounding End Soul Flowers shone with an astonishing burst of blue light. The blue light gathered into balls of burning blue flames, floating up and down around Froud.
Froude's pupils, which had turned pale, gradually returned to normal.
However, the moment he returned to normal, more deathly energy attacked him.
The burning blue flame of the Flower of End Soul also began to flicker and flicker, as if it would go out in the next second. Faced with this critical situation, Froud acted calmly and opened a slit between the eyebrows of the soul body according to the method of soul trick cultivation.
This gap was like a third eye. As soon as it opened, the death energy rolling around seemed to have found a flood discharge pipe, and all rushed into the gap between the eyebrows.
As the air of death rushed into Froud, some of his depraved traits reappeared.
The pale eyes of the undead, the dark hands of the undead, and the sinister field of the undead...
However, under the dual blessing of the Flower of End Soul and the Requiem Stone, Froud has always maintained his degenerate characteristics within a certain range and has not completely degenerated.
The infusion of death energy lasted for a full minute.
From Angel's perspective, Froud maintained a calm and steady rhythm and seemed to be at ease. However, Angel had also seen a leather scroll recording the soul trick cultivation method. It clearly stated that "Incorporate the Death Qi" This step in the body is actually very difficult... This is the prelude to degeneration.
The mind will waver repeatedly, and all kinds of depraved temptations will constantly attack Froud's psychological defense line.
This step is like a succubus performing a charm technique on a lustful person. If you want to maintain your original intention and not be tempted, you actually need a very strong concentration.
If it were Ada and Sunny, their thoughts were simple and the temptation would have limited appeal to them, so they might be able to get through it easily. But Froud is an adult who has experienced various desires and complex thoughts. It is very difficult to prevent the death energy from taking advantage of the psychological gap.
The result was gratifying, and Flood's first step ended perfectly.
When Froud closed the gap between his eyebrows, he did not become corrupted, and even the corrupted characteristics of his soul gradually returned to normal.
Angel once again built a mental force field around him to help Froud suppress the death energy surging in his body.
Without the interference of the death energy from the outside world, Froud began to fight against the death energy in his body.
In the blink of an eye, the night passed.
The corrupted features on Froud's body completely disappeared, and he returned to his normal appearance. But this does not mean that Froud is really normal. The core of power in his soul is like a bomb that expands repeatedly at this moment. It may explode at any time, causing the death energy to recoil, directly skipping the degradation process and turning into an undead.
What Froud has to do now is to truly practice soul skills, and through practice, slowly digest and reduce the death energy in the core that has expanded to the extreme.
This practice lasted for two full days.
At some point two days later, Froud opened his eyes. He had digested the death energy to the limit. If he continued to digest it, he would begin to learn his first soul trick.
However, Froud stopped at this critical moment.
He took out the soul bottle containing Mrs. Silla.
He is not going to follow the step-by-step learning route, but to absorb Lady Silla's soul skills by devouring her power!
This step is more difficult than connecting to the death energy before.
It is possible to fall at any time.
However, this is also a great opportunity. As long as he can survive it, he will have a soul trick derived from a special undead soul!
For him, this can further enhance his strength, and even in a short period of time, his combat effectiveness can be comparable to that of his previous life!
"Anyway, there is a prelude to the undead. The worst is, we have to start all over again and give it a try." Froude became determined and no longer hesitated. He unscrewed the soul bottle and sucked it into the mouth of the bottle. Lady Silla was inside. Then it turned into a dim light and entered Froud's soul.
The moment Lady Silla entered Froud's body, Froude's appearance began to deteriorate again.
The white eyes reappeared, veins began to appear on his face, and his nails began to turn black and spread towards his upper arms... Although everything was progressing slowly, there was no sign of stopping at all.
Time passed bit by bit, and after about three hours, almost 80% of Froud's body had entered the state of degeneration.
When Angel saw this, he started to sound the alarm in his heart. A light flashed on the bracelet, and the dark silver gun body of the Prelude to Reincarnation appeared in his hand.
As long as Flood is completely depraved, he will shoot immediately.
Another half hour has passed, and the degradation has not stopped. Ninety percent of the land has been conquered. Only the core of the soul body located in the center of the chest still retains the last position.
But at this rate of invasion, Angel still doesn't have much hope that Froude can hold his position.
The energy of ordinary undead is like a glass of clear water. The negative energy of the undead is like a drop of extremely thick ink. When blended into clear water, it will quickly pollute the water.
What's more, Mrs. Silla is a special undead spirit, and she can only drop more than one drop of ink into the clear water.
Froud must use the soul trick practice method to digest Mrs. Silla's negative energy and turn it into his own skills. Let the turbid water become clear again.
This is difficult to do.
The intensity of erosion has not stopped yet, 93%, 94%... the degeneration is singing all the way, heading towards 100%.
Angel already sighed in his heart, Froude probably couldn't survive it.
Just when Angel was rubbing the silver dark pattern on the handle of the gun, ready to shoot to save the fallen soul...
Degeneration suddenly freezes at 96%.
Then, the next second, in Angel's almost digital eyes, 96% of the numbers jumped slightly.
95%.
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