"Neither synthesis nor alchemy?" Freud was even more curious now. Before he could ask more questions, Angor raised an eyebrow and looked at the Star Lake Castle in the distance. "Little Sam's fighting back."
Little Sam had been running away all the time. He looked completely panicked and lost his wits.
Freud was sure that Little Sam would fail the test. However, little Sam, who had been hiding for almost an hour, actually fought back.
Freud's attention was quickly drawn to the castle.
It was difficult for Freud to see what was going on inside the castle. However, he was able to use an illusion to show him what was going on inside the castle.
Seeing this, Freud's eyes lit up. "Not bad, not bad at all! Sam's timing is perfect!"
The moment when Sam counterattacked was the moment when the Holy Light Ripple surged.
The purification effect of Ripple of Holy Light was very weak, so it didn't have much effect on Ms. Shila. However, Ms. Shila was focused on hunting little Sam and didn't expect to be attacked. Therefore, the appearance of Ripple of Holy Light made her absent-minded for a moment.
It was hard for ordinary people to notice that.
However, Little Sam reacted faster than ordinary people. As soon as he sensed that Madam Shila's pressure was reduced, he dashed toward her and launched his first and only counterattack.
Half an hour ago.
In the corridor on the second floor of the castle, Little Sam had been running for almost half an hour, and he did not even manage to reach the hall on the first floor.
He kept running into the illusions of the dead souls.
He thought he was going downstairs, but he was actually going up. He thought he was running away from the terrifying spider, but when he looked up, he saw it again.
During the half hour, Little Sam had been on the brink of death for countless times.
With cold sweat, a pale face, and bloodstains all over his clothes, Sam looked extremely miserable.
Under such a high psychological and physical pressure, Sam was about to collapse. However, Little Sam's strong will to survive kept him on the brink of collapse.
After running for almost half an hour, Little Sam knew that he could never outrun Madam Shila. The only thing he could do now was to save himself.
After forcing himself to calm down, Sam regained his rationality. He began to analyze the current situation.
Although he had only been in contact with her for a short time, he could see that she didn't want to kill him immediately.
This didn't mean that Mrs. Shila was still kind; instead, it meant that she had a stronger and deeper malice toward Sam.
She didn't kill little Sam as soon as she appeared. She simply wanted to enjoy his fear and screams when he was running away. She wanted to torture and kill him under high pressure.
During the chase, Sam had appeared in Mrs. Shila's attack range many times, but she didn't kill him. At that time, he vaguely realized that Mrs. Shila wanted to torture him to death.
Young Sam felt a chill run down his spine.
But now that he thought about it, his only chance of survival was to take advantage of the fact that Mrs. Shila didn't intend to kill him immediately, but wanted to torture him to death!
Young Sam gritted his teeth and did another experiment.
While running, he deliberately staggered, twisted his leg, and fell to the ground.
Sam didn't get up immediately. Instead, he made an extremely frightened expression. His whole body trembled, and he slowly turned his head … Then, he saw Mrs. Shila in front of him.
Mrs. Shila's face was still as beautiful as in the portrait. She didn't even have a twisted and ferocious face like the other undead he had seen before.
She had a flawless and beautiful face.
The only thing that resembled an undead was the pair of eyes that seemed to be burning with green flames in the darkness.
However, Mrs. Shila's lower body wasn't so elegant. She didn't have a human body, but a huge spider with fine flagella and horrible patterns. This spider's abdomen also had a cracked mouth, which was filled with fine fangs.
At such a close distance, Sam felt his heart stop beating. Mrs. Shila, on the other hand, smiled. She slowly raised her barbed foreleg and fiercely swung it at Sam.
Sam, who was deeply frightened, subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the attack. However, compared with Mrs. Shila's strength, it was like the difference between a firefly and moonlight. Not only did his palm crack directly, but he was also pushed back by a powerful force and hit the wall several meters away.
With a loud thud, Sam Jr. fell heavily to the ground.
Sam whimpered and cried out in pain, which made Mrs. Shila very satisfied.
Although Sam's expression and emotions showed that he was frightened, his brain was in an extremely calm state.
His experiment proved his conjecture once again. Even though he was so close to Mrs. Shila that she could kill him at any time, she didn't kill him.
Even though his hands were dripping with blood, he still had the strength to run.
Obviously, Mrs. Shila intended to let Sam run until he was scared out of his wits. Then, Mrs. Shila would start her killing spree.
Sam didn't disobey Mrs. Shila. When he saw Mrs. Shila coming toward him, he didn't hesitate to stand up and run away again.
He knew that he had to run away so that Mrs. Shila wouldn't kill him.
Moreover, he wanted to experiment with another thing.
While running away, Sam showed extreme fear and uneasiness. He looked back from time to time to determine how far away Mrs. Shila was from him.
Mrs. Shila was very satisfied with his reaction.
But what she didn't know was that Sam was observing Mrs. Shila's movement when he turned his head back.
Sam's left hand was badly injured, and blood was dripping on the floor. He was watching whether Mrs. Shila would pass by the blood stains on the floor.
The experiment made him very excited. Mrs. Shila avoided the blood stains!
Although Mrs. Shila couldn't avoid the blood stains, she still stepped on them, frowning as if she had stepped on the filthiest thing in the world.
This confirmed Sam's conjecture.
A few days ago, in the library of the orphanage, he read a book called The Book of the Dead, which recorded a special kind of undead who turned into a half-human half-spider due to resentment against their blood relatives.
When he saw the half-human half-spider, Sam thought of Mrs. Shila in the talent test, so he remembered that part of the book.
According to the book, this special kind of undead had great resentment against their blood relatives before and after death, which was why they became ferocious after death. They would show even deeper malice towards their relatives who were related to them by blood.
This kind of special kind of undead was very powerful, and even a peak-level apprentice could be killed by them.
The editor of The Book of the Dead suggested that if one encountered this kind of special kind of undead, it would be better to report it to one's family or organization and send a formal wizard to deal with it.
This was the most common suggestion, but the editor also mentioned a non-mainstream method.
The special kind of undead had a deeper resentment against their blood relatives, not only because of resentment before death, but also because the blood of their blood relatives was very effective in restraining special kinds of undead.
Using the blood of their blood relatives to restrain the half-human half-spider was the non-mainstream method mentioned by the editor.
Sam hadn't joined any wizard organization yet, so he couldn't ask for help from any wizard organization. The only way was to use this non-mainstream method.
He wanted to make sure that his blood wouldn't make Mrs. Shila hate him as described in The Book of the Dead. Little Sam deliberately made a bleeding wound and ran away in the corridor just to observe.
It turned out that The Book of the Dead was right.
Although Sam knew how to deal with Mrs. Shila, he didn't do it right away. Instead, he kept running.
He needed time to let Mrs. Shila continue to chase after him, and in the process, he would find the best opportunity to deal with Mrs. Shila.
Young Sam ran for about twenty minutes while maintaining a high vigilance. Finally, he found an opportunity.
He vaguely saw a ripple of light. Just when he thought it was an illusion, the fear in his heart was inexplicably soothed. This state was absolutely unnatural. Sam looked back to see what Mrs. Shila was doing, and then he saw a trace of absent-mindedness in Mrs. Shila's eyes.
Sam didn't know if Mrs. Shila's absent-mindedness was caused by the Ripple of Light.
However, he didn't need to think about it now. The only thing he knew was that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
With a resolute look, Sam immediately stopped and turned around decisively. At the same time, he waved his bleeding palm and charged at Ms. Shila who was still in a trance...
…
A shrill scream pierced through the dark night.
Freud looked at the screen and saw a huge wound on Sam's abdomen, from which blood was gushing out. It seemed that Sam had lost all ability to move and was lying on the cold floor.
Sam's situation was already very terrible, but Mrs. Sila's situation was even worse.
Half of Mrs. Shila's head had been corroded.
Sam's blood was like the most powerful aqua regia to her, which could directly corrode her soul.
Just like Sam, Mrs. Shila collapsed to the ground, and the mournful scream came from her.
Sam covered the wound on his abdomen and slowly moved his hand against the wall. Looking at Mrs. Shila, who was screaming, a smile appeared on his pale face.
"In the end, I won."
According to the Book of the Dead, as long as the blood of one's kin was applied between the eyebrows of the undead, it could reach the depths of the undead's soul and put them in a difficult situation.
If the blood of one's kin was poured into the mouth of the undead, it could completely corrode the soul and kill the undead from the inside.
After throwing himself at Mrs. Shila, Sam not only smeared his blood all over Mrs. Shila's face, but also stuffed his hand into her mouth.
In the end, Mrs. Shila reacted and slashed at Sam's chest with her backhand. This slash was different from the previous ones as it was full of killing intent. But even so, it was already too late.
Sam already knew that Mrs. Shila would fight back, so he stepped on Mrs. Shila's body and forced himself to turn around, which only left a small wound on his abdomen.
Compared to Mrs. Shila's death, such a small wound was nothing.
At least he survived.
Sam looked at Mrs. Shila who couldn't move and laughed out loud.
On the hill outside the castle, Freud was admiring Sam's performance.
It could be said that Sam had seized the most opportune moment and made the most beautiful counterattack!
Although Little Sam had the advantage of being a blood relative, he was now a mortal. Being able to defeat a special undead as a mortal proved his courage and wisdom.
"Sir, you gave the bell to Neya on purpose, right? To give Sam a chance? "Freud looked at Angor who was standing beside him.
Angor chuckled and did not answer the question directly. "This is a fleeting opportunity. Without keen observation, calm judgment, and courage, it's hard to seize it."
Freud nodded and sighed. "I don't think anyone else, even an apprentice wizard, would be able to seize the opportunity to do so. Sam, you did well. If Sam can keep this attitude, he'll find his own path in the future. "
At first, Freud thought that the test was too difficult. Nessie had given him a blank test that was impossible to answer.
But now, at least Freud was satisfied with Sam's test paper.
It was a pity that …
"Is it my turn?" Freud shook his head.
Angor nodded. "He did his best. I'll leave the rest to you."
Freud chuckled and disappeared from the spot in a flash. Angor jumped down and slowly glided toward the castle.
In the corridor on the second floor, Sam's face became very pale due to excessive blood loss. He began to tear his clothes to cover the wounds on his hands and abdomen. At least, he could hold on until he found the medicine to stop the bleeding.
However, just as Sam was struggling to tear off his clothes, Mrs. Shila, who was lying on the other side, suddenly moved.
Hearing the rustling sound, Little Sam was alerted and immediately looked up.
Mrs. Shila, whose head was mostly corroded, slowly stood up, raised her sharp forelimbs, and staggered toward Sam.
Sam could no longer move his body. There was only one thought in his mind. Why is Lady Shila still alive? Could it be that the records in the book were fake?
As soon as he thought of this, he saw a beam of white light in front of him. It was caused by Lady Shila waving her forelimbs.
Sam closed his eyes subconsciously.
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