Han Shuo heard Phoebe's bitter cries clearly, and his heart was a little sour. It was just that Phoebe's possessiveness was a little too strong, and what she did just now was really too much, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Is, is she okay?" Lisa saw Han Shuo's gloomy face, and lowered his head as if he had done something wrong, and asked Han Shuo in a low voice.
Forcing an ugly smile, Han Shuo sighed softly and comforted Lisa, "It's okay, she'll be fine after crying."
Fanny and Emily did not follow. Han Shuo knew that the two of them were trying to persuade Phoebe with kind words. With the two of them watching over Phoebe, Han Shuo felt a lot more at ease.
Since getting along with the three women until now, this was the first time Han Shuo got angry. This time, he also knew that he did something wrong, but he just couldn't control his temper.
From the beginning with Emily, Phoebe had always been the biggest obstacle. When it came to Fanny's matter, Phoebe's outburst was also very fierce. This matter seemed to have become a habit. Once Han Shuo had some problems with any woman, Phoebe would always fly into a rage because of jealousy, and he needed to constantly flatter and comfort her to beg for her understanding.
The root of everything was because Phoebe's love for him was too deep, and this was something Han Shuo understood in his heart.
However, Phoebe's outburst again and again was a little too frequent. In addition, the current situation had already been set, and it was impossible for Han Shuo to only protect Phoebe. If she was allowed to continue pestering him endlessly, not only would Han Shuo be annoyed to no end, but Phoebe might also take an inch and take a mile.
A man could not let a woman ride over his head forever. Usually being obedient didn't mean fear, and occasionally flying into a rage could better control the situation. If it wasn't for the fact that Phoebe's words were a little too harsh, Han Shuo might have persuaded her with kind words as usual, slowly dispelling the dissatisfaction in Phoebe's heart.
"How about? I go back and clear things up with her? "Lisa was still thinking of Han Shuo, and felt very guilty as she looked timidly at Han Shuo.
Shaking his head, Han Shuo smiled wryly and said, "Forget it, she must find you to be an eyesore right now. I know Phoebe's stubborn temper the best, let's let her calm down for now."
"Brian, I'm sorry!" Lisa started, her face full of self-blame and tears welling up on her little face.
Rubbing Lisa's long, silky hair, Han Shuo comforted her, "It's nothing to do with you, Phoebe has held it in for a long time and will explode sooner or later. This isn't a bad thing. Alright, alright, don't think too much about it. Just relax and sort out the things in your mind during this time. I also have some matters to attend to and will need to leave for a while. When I return, I'll find Phoebe and have a good talk. I think her anger will have subsided by then and she won't continue to cause trouble. "
"Mm, come back soon, I'll miss you." Lisa lifted her head to look at Han Shuo and said obediently.
After chatting with Lisa for a while, Han Shuo had her return to the necromancy teaching block. His consciousness circled around Phoebe's area. Seeing that Phoebe had stopped crying after being comforted by Emily and Fanny, Han Shuo felt slightly relieved and quietly left the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force.
After finding Ayermike Cotton, Han Shuo communicated with him and left Ossen City.
Making use of the convenient transportation matrices in the major cities, Han Shuo quickly returned to the Cemetery of Death in the Dark Forest. Within the Cemetery of Death, his two avatars were still silently recovering from the injuries they had sustained last time. In the Cemetery of Death, where the element of death was dense, the necromancy avatar's recovery speed was a bit faster. It looked like it would be able to fully recover in no time.
His avatar of destruction was a little slower, but judging from the situation, it wouldn't take long.
On one hand, Han Shuo had returned to the Cemetery of Death to get a clear understanding of the situation in the lowest layer of the Cemetery of Death. On the other hand, he had collected the souls of the Light Pope and the other two. He planned to use their souls to refine a demon general of the highest grade into a spirit demon.
As his avatar of death was still recovering, Han Shuo wasn't in a hurry to explore the so-called secret of becoming a god in the lowest layer of the Cemetery of Death. Instead, he started laying down the matrix to refine a spirit demon.
Long before the disappearance of the twelve mystical demons, Han Shuo had been paying attention to collecting the materials needed to refine a spirit demon. Back in the Abyss realm, Han Shuo had obtained a large number of rare and exotic treasures. In addition to the many years of harvesting on Profound Continent, he had gathered all the materials needed to refine a spirit demon.
The reason why he hadn't started yet was that he still lacked the most important, powerful souls. Now that he had the souls of the Light Pope, the old shaman, and the demigod magus, Han Shuo could finally start.
According to the memories in his head, Han Shuo first carved out a complicated diagram of a matrix on the empty ground in front of the Cemetery of Death. Shortly after, he summoned earth elite zombie and had him cut the ground neatly according to the diagram on the empty ground. After these initial arrangements were in place, Han Shuo started to pour in a large amount of the required materials. On the potholed ground, he placed all kinds of strange and bizarre materials.
Three oval grooves were located at the three corners of the matrix. Bloody bubbles were bubbling from the grooves, filling the air with a pungent stench.
Han Shuo walked to the edge of the first groove, broke his middle finger, and dripped three drops of his blood essence into the groove. Due to the three drops of blood essence, the bubbling grooves were like boiling water that suddenly boiled. Multi-colored smoke rose in spirals from the grooves, but gathered half a meter above the grooves. It was a very strange sight.
After that, Han Shuo also dripped three drops of his blood essence into the other two grooves. They melted into the bloody bubbles and formed a strange fog that didn't disperse.
Sitting on a raised platform at the center of the matrix, Han Shuo pressed both his hands on the smooth and translucent magical guiding stone on the platform. An enormous amount of demonic yuan suddenly gushed out, directly pouring into the magical guiding stone.
In an instant, the magical guiding stone exploded with dazzling demonic light. The dozens of fine grooves connected to the magical guiding stone started to writhe and writhe like living snakes, and started glowing together.
Looking down from above, those fine grooves seemed to form a drifting spider web, swaying and twisting in various poses. It was a different kind of enchanting beauty. Those grooves were like a channel that transported some kind of liquid. Through the magical guiding stone, with Han Shuo's demonic yuan as the primer, the various energies contained within the grooves gathered midway, and finally converged into the three grooves where Han Shuo had dripped his blood essence.
The Cemetery of Death couldn't see the sun or the moon, and thus didn't have a clear sense of time. After an unknown amount of time, the magical guiding stone gradually lost its brilliance. On the contrary, the three grooves that were the source of gathering energies were bubbling with bloody bubbles. The strange fog that didn't disperse emitted a strong, colorful light. It looked very sinister.
Han Shuo, who had been sitting on the magical guiding stone all this time, suddenly stood up and flew above the first groove. He carefully took out the ring and grabbed the soul of the weakest demigod magus. With lightning speed, he shot it into the fog above the first groove.
In an instant, the thick fog seemed to boil and emit a dazzling light. A ghostly wail and wolf-like howl suddenly rang out from within.
Han Shuo had a callous expression on his face. With a sway of his body, he arrived above the next groove. He pulled out the old shaman's soul and threw it into the thick fog above.
When Han Shuo threw the Light Supreme Pontiff's soul into the thick fog above the last groove, the entire matrix seemed to have come alive. It was as if it had become a monster with three eyes. Those fine grooves seemed to have become densely packed scars on the monster's face, twisting and wriggling like earthworms. It was an extremely terrifying sight.
Three mournful wails that didn't sound like human wails came from the fog above the three grooves. They continued to create terrifying noises.
Han Shuo didn't even crease his brows. He once again landed on the central platform and sat down cross-legged. He pressed his hands on the magical guiding stone once more and poured out the demonic yuan in his body, providing the three spirit demons with the power to evolve for the first time.
Another long period of time passed by unknowingly. The continuous and terrifying sound waves had been shouted for thousands of times, and finally, it gradually calmed down.
On the platform, Han Shuo revealed a rather tired expression. He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the three spirit demons that had fallen into hibernation. He then slowly stood up from his cross-legged position.
After taking a deep breath, Han Shuo no longer paid any attention to the slowly evolving spirit demons. He flew to the center of the Cemetery of Death, took out a few finger-sized medicinal pellets from his space ring, and swallowed them without chewing. His main body then sat down next to the large-scale interplanar transportation matrix in the Cemetery of Death and began to regulate his breathing.
Not too far away from Lin Li, his necromancy avatar, who had been sitting there for god knows how long, suddenly opened its eyes at this moment. It stretched comfortably, twisted its somewhat stiff arms and neck, and revealed a satisfied smile. Soon after, it walked towards the bottom of the Cemetery of Death.
After a period of recuperation, his avatar of the element of death had finally made a full recovery. It felt even better than before the battle at the Shrine of Ice. It had also gained a deeper understanding of the elemental energy. Because this soul possessed the memories of a midgod, it had a very deep understanding of the elemental energy of death. However, knowledge was one thing; it was still different when it came to using it.
The precious experience gained from the battle with that god from the Shrine of Ice had significantly improved Han Shuo's control of the elemental energy.
Although this avatar of his had suffered serious injuries in that battle, the gains he had reaped were far greater than the losses he had sustained. After the battle, by relying on his new understanding of the elemental energy, Han Shuo had a feeling that he could rapidly make a breakthrough to the mid-stage lowgod realm. This made Han Shuo extremely excited.
A mid-stage lowgod would definitely be much stronger than an early-stage lowgod. Not only would one's understanding of the elemental energy improve, but even one's strength and Domain of Divinity would be greatly enhanced.
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