In other words, no matter how long it took, Toby's private land would be invaded sooner or later. This was because the Tribulation of Extreme Resentment had already gained the upper hand. This was a one-sided situation, and Toby no longer had the power to fight back.
At this point, Isabelle suddenly changed the topic. "However, I don't think its essence is a problem with the soul."
Angor looked at Isabelle in confusion.
Isabelle didn't explain right away. Instead, she closed her eyes and carefully sensed Toby's condition. Her calm expression slowly changed to one of confusion before she finally realized what was going on.
"As I thought, Toby's soul is too pure. Even though it's being corrupted, it's not too tainted. Toby's soul is only one side of the problem. If we want to solve the root of the problem, we won't be able to save him. "
In other words, even if Isabelle managed to get rid of the taint in Toby's soul, the taint would continue to invade Toby's soul.
This taint, or "venom" as Byya mentioned, did not come from Toby's soul. To save Toby, they had to get rid of the source first.
Angor looked a little disappointed. "So you can't save Toby, Lady Isabelle?"
It was rare for Isabelle to see the fear in Angor's eyes. "I can try to get rid of the taint in Toby's soul. But I don't recommend it."
"Why?"
"Adaptability. Right now, Toby's soul and the taint are in a relatively balanced state. His soul is at a disadvantage, but at least it's balanced. " Isabelle reached out a hand to stroke Toby's feathers. "But if the balance is broken, Toby's soul won't be attacked from both sides for a while. Like I said, as long as the taint isn't dealt with, the taint will come back. And when the taint army invades Toby's soul again, Toby's soul won't be able to adjust, and he'll be utterly defeated.
"So I think Toby's soul can at least hold on for a while longer."
Angor didn't know as much about souls as Isabelle, and he didn't think Isabelle would lie to him about something like this. So he chose to believe Isabelle's words.
But Isabelle didn't give him a solution, which confused him again.
Greya couldn't save Toby, and Isabelle couldn't give him a solution. He did not know what to do next.
Was Greya telling the truth?
The Tribulation of Five Flavors was an anomaly given to Toby by the world's will. It was a test to see if he could exist in the world. The intervention of external forces might make Toby's tribulation even more difficult.
However, Toby was now completely defeated by the Tribulation of Extreme Resentment. If no external force intervened, he could only watch as Toby's final line of defense was breached, and his own land became fertile ground for evil.
"Is there really no other way?" Angor mumbled to himself. "Is there really no other way?"
Isabelle didn't know what to say. She couldn't come up with an answer.
Suddenly, a harsh voice reached his ears.
"I can give you a suggestion." To his surprise, it was Isabella who had been silent all this time.
There was no shrill laughter in the background. Instead, there was a gust of wind that scattered her voice.
Isabelle looked at Isabella. She didn't say anything, but there was a complicated look in her eyes.
Mo Liya sneered and mocked, "So your suggestion is to stab someone in the back with a cold knife and push them into the bottomless abyss?"
Isabella ignored Moliya and kept her eyes fixed on Angor.
"Go ahead," Angor said after a moment of silence.
"Do you still remember what Froste said?" Angor thought Isabella was going to pretend to be pretentious, but she didn't. Instead, she went straight to the point. "Do you remember what Froste said?"
"Froste said that he's a wizard who believes in fair trade. As long as we can pay the price, he'll make any deal with us while he's in Dark Castle.
"I know Kimberly went to see Froste when you were trying to stabilize your mana whirlpool. I don't know why, but I think she got what she wanted. Therefore, my suggestion is that you should go to Frost. "
Angor didn't expect Isabella to come up with such a suggestion. He thought it would be an unreliable one.
But it didn't sound like a bad idea at all.
Angor never thought about going to Froste for help. Maybe it was because he always admired Froste's strength, or maybe it was because he didn't want to see Froste's help.
But after hearing Isabella's words, Angor began to consider this possibility.
Even Greya and Isabelle couldn't do anything about Toby's condition. Perhaps they had to seek help from Froste, who was much stronger and more experienced than them.
Angor quickly made up his mind. He put Toby back into his pocket and nodded to Isabella. "Thank you for the suggestion."
Isabella didn't reply. It was as if she was thinking about something else.
"So you're going to follow Isabella's suggestion and go to Froste?" Isabella asked Angor.
"If there's no other way, it'll work."
Isabelle looked worried. Angor had at least some basic knowledge about Froste, but Isabelle had never met Froste before. Speaking of which, Isabelle had stayed in the Soul Genesis Garden for the past few days because she was afraid of Froste.
But since Angor had already made up his mind, she didn't have the right to stop him. "We don't know what Froste's goal is. Be careful."
"He told me the reason why he appeared in Dark Castle. It should be a coincidence." Angor considered. "As for his faction, I know a little bit about it. It shouldn't be a problem."
Originally, Isabelle had wanted to inquire more about Froste. However, as Froste was currently in the Otherworld, she could only give him a simple reminder. She was worried that she would incur Froste's displeasure if she tried to find out more about him. Hence, in the end, she decided not to ask.
Next, Angor stayed in the hall and turned one of the two Infant Spirits into a soul.
Speaking of which, the Infant Spirit was a third faster than Mo Liya.
No one said a word during the process. They all focused on the Infant Spirit's transformation. However, Angor could still sense the hostility between Mo Liya and Isabella.
Two hours later, Angor left the wizard tower.
Perhaps Mo Liya and Isabella would fight each other again after he left, but that wasn't something he needed to worry about.
A while later, Angor arrived outside Frost's room.
He didn't knock on the door right away. Instead, he thought about how he should tell Froste what he wanted to say. While he was thinking, the door was opened by itself. Creak. Creak. The door was swung open.
"Why don't you come in and share your thoughts with me?" Froste's elegant voice reached Angor's ears. "Come in."
Angor followed the voice and entered.
The lights in the room were dim, and many corners could not be illuminated. It was still pitch black. Froste, on the other hand, was standing under an oil lamp with his back facing Angor. He was playing with a black flute.
Angor's pupils shrank when he saw the flute.
The shiny flute was the Mystery item Froste showed Angor earlier — the "Symphony of Darkness".
Froste was holding a clean piece of leather from an unknown magical creature and carefully wiping the Dark Movement.
When he was done, Froste turned around and stared at Angor.
"I thought you came to find me because you wanted to continue the unfinished conversation. However, from your eyes, I can see that you have an urgent request." Froste gestured for Angor to sit down. "Tell me. What do you want from me?"
Angor was a little confused by Froste's calmness.
Before coming to Froste's room, Angor visited Kimberly to verify Isabella's words.
Kimberly also admitted that she made a deal with Froste and paid a certain price in exchange for a certain result.
He didn't ask for the details, but Kimberly did tell him about her meeting with Froste.
"What can you pay?" Froste asked Kimberly as soon as he saw Kimberly.
According to Kimberly, "Only by letting Froste know what he can get from you will he decide whether or not to make this deal with you."
However, from the looks of it, Froste did not seem to have mentioned the so-called price.
Angor considered for a moment and decided to ask, "Mister Froste, do you want to know what I need to pay first?"
Froste remained silent. Angor couldn't see his expression because of the mask, but he heard Froste chuckling. "The price varies from person to person, of course. Why don't you tell me what you want to know first? "
Angor considered for a moment and took out Toby.
Froste looked at the sleeping Toby without showing any surprise. Angor always carried Toby with him, and he rarely put it in his bracelet. Even when he was talking to Froste about "losing control", Toby was still in Angor's pocket. Froste must have sensed Toby's presence long ago.
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