The first thing Angor did after returning to reality was to use the Dream Whelk to drag the rune back into his dream and place it in front of Ness.
"Mister Angor, why did you use the Dream Whelk again?" Freud asked in confusion.
"The other one was ruined by Ness' experiment."
Seeing Freud's confused look, Angor decided to start from the beginning and told Freud about his conversation with Ness and Iron Granny in the Oceanic Theater.
After listening to the whole story, Freud was stunned for a long time before he said in a daze, "… So, the death aura here came from the Cazider world."
"What? You know about Cazider World too? "
Freud nodded. "There was a Soul Manipulator who accepted a mission and brought a group of talents to the orphanage. He told me that the final destination of all wandering souls is Cazider World."
"The final destination of souls?" Angor repeated.
"Yes. To souls, that place is the home of wanderers, the place of silence for those who are unwilling to accept their fate, and the place where all souls will eventually go." Freud continued, "As long as you exist as a soul, whether you are an undead or an undead, you will all end up there."
"In other words, if you don't interfere, you, Alda, and Sunny will all end up at Cazider World?"
Freud nodded.
"Then how do souls end up at Cazider World?"
"It's hard to say. According to the Soul Manipulator, Cazider World can be seen as a higher dimension, or a moving belt of light. When the belt of light connects with the southern wizardry region, souls in the southern wizardry region can turn around and walk to Cazider World. "
"But it's hard to say when the belt of light will connect with the southern wizardry region. Maybe soon, or maybe not for hundreds or thousands of years. "
Freud noticed that Angor was looking at him with a hesitant look. Freud knew what Angor wanted to say.
"Sir need not worry, even if the belt of light connects to the Southern Domain, as undead, it is not difficult for us to remain in our original world. Because undead have their own consciousness, as long as they have a strong will, or a place for their soul to reside, they can resist the attraction of the Cazider world."
"On the contrary, the undead, because they are chaotic and have no consciousness, they are easily attracted to the Cazider world. Because of this, most of the Cazider World's regions were filled with undead creatures. To other worlds, this was a friendly mechanism that could regularly clear out the undead; to the souls of the Cazider world, it was a disaster. However, the Cazider World is extremely vast, and it seems to be getting bigger and bigger. Inside, there are many safe zones for spirits, so there is no need to worry about the appearance of the undead suppressing the living space of the undead. "
Angor showed a "I see" expression. Back then, when Old Padt died, he wondered if his soul would have a place to return to after death, just like in Jon's stories from Earth.
Now that he thought about it, there really was one. Cazider World, was such a place of souls.
Would Old Pat and his mother, Hypatia, be there too?
Angor shook his head as soon as he thought about it. To enter the Cazider World, one had to be at least a soul. And the probability of a mortal forming a complete soul after death was extremely low.
After Freud finished telling him about the Cazider World, he noticed that Angor was deep in thought. After a while, Angor's eyes regained their light.
"What are you thinking about, sir?" Freud asked curiously.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking about something."
Angor paused and slowly continued, "I'm wondering if souls can dream."
Freud thought Angor was thinking about the Cazider World, but he didn't expect such a strange answer.
Freud considered and said, "Even when a soul is asleep, its consciousness will stop moving. So, souls can't dream on their own. "
Angor's eyes brightened up. "If souls can't dream … then there shouldn't be any powerful dream creatures roaming between the Cazider World and the Dream Realm, right?"
"So, sir, you're thinking of …" Freud didn't finish his sentence. "Dream wasteland?"
Angor nodded. "Yes. I want to see if I can create a new dream wasteland in the Cazider World."
Angor once tried to create a dream wasteland in the Abyss Plane. However, the new dream wasteland was torn apart by a ferocious Dream Behemoth as soon as it was born.
The dream wasteland attached to the southern wizarding region was created because of Shava's presence. She killed the greedy Dream Behemoths and allowed the dream wasteland to be created without any trouble.
Shava couldn't show up every time. If Angor wanted to create a new dream wasteland in another world, his first task was to find a way to kill those greedy Dream Behemoths.
However, Angor still didn't know how to kill those Dream Behemoths. In the Dream Realm, where there were almost no natural enemies, the Dream Behemoths could grow stronger by eating dreams. Angor saw the Dream Behemoth Shava killed earlier with God's Eye. It was as big as a continent.
It was too difficult to kill a Dream Behemoth like that.
However, the Dream Behemoths needed a large amount of dreams to support them. Cazider World was filled with souls, and souls didn't dream on their own. If he could create a dream wasteland in Cazider World, there shouldn't be any Dream Behemoths, right?
Freud nodded. "We can try. But since souls don't dream, I don't know if we can create a dream wasteland in Cazider World."
Angor considered. "You have a point. Anyway, it's not urgent. We haven't even found a way to get to Cazider World yet. Even if we want to, we'll do it later. "
After discussing Angor's crazy idea, they returned their attention to the altar.
"The person who performed the ritual has left. There shouldn't be any danger here." Angor looked at Freud. "The death aura here is very strong. Why don't you practice your soul tricks here?"
Freud nodded without hesitation. The death aura here was even stronger than the one in Star Lake Castle.
After confirming the location, Freud returned to Star Lake Castle and told Alda and Sam about the situation. After that, Freud went to Saint Sem City alone and told Neya about Lady Shila's death. After that, Freud returned to the underground cave.
…
"Shall we begin?" Angor floated in the air and looked at Freud, who was standing in the center of the altar.
Freud took a deep breath and placed a layer of Requiem Stones on the floor of the altar. Next, he placed a circle of Last Soul Flowers around the stones. This was a preparation for Soul Tricks to avoid falling into depravity.
After placing all the necessary materials, Freud went through the training method in his mind again to make sure he didn't make any mistakes. "Let's begin."
"Good luck," Angor said in a small voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the mental force field around Freud disappeared, and a huge amount of death aura rushed towards Freud like a tidal wave.
Surrounded by the miasma of death, Freud was absent-minded for a brief moment. Then, he heard something whispering in his ears. A large number of pale hands reached out from the ground and tried to drag him into the dark swamp.
At this moment, the Flowers of the Last Souls shone with an astonishing blue light. The blue light condensed into balls of blue flame that floated around Freud's body.
Freud's pale eyes slowly returned to normal.
However, as soon as he returned to normal, even more death aura attacked him.
The blue flames around the Last Soul Flowers began to flicker as if they would be extinguished at any moment. In the face of this crisis, Freud didn't panic at all. Instead, he opened a slit between his soul's eyebrows according to the Soul Trick cultivation method.
The slit acted like a third eye. As soon as it was opened, the death aura in the area rushed into the slit as if it had found a drain.
As the death aura entered Freud's body, he began to show signs of corruption.
The pale white Undead Eye, the pitch-black Undead Hand, and the baleful Undead Domain...
However, under the protection of the Last Soul Flower and the Requiem Stone, Freud was able to maintain his depravity to a certain extent and didn't completely degenerate.
The death aura continued for a full minute.
From Angor's point of view, Freud seemed to be doing it with ease. However, Angor had read a scroll about how to learn Soul Tricks, which clearly stated that absorbing death aura into one's body was a very difficult step. It was the prelude to one's downfall.
Freud's mind would waver repeatedly, and all kinds of temptations would attack his mind.
This step was like a succubus casting a spell of seduction on a lecher. In order to maintain one's original heart and not be tempted, one needed a very strong willpower.
If it had been Alda and Sunny, they would have been able to resist the temptation easily since they were simple-minded and had limited appeal. Freud, on the other hand, was an adult who had experienced all kinds of desires. It wasn't easy for him to remain unaffected by the death aura.
The result was gratifying. Freud's first step was a perfect one.
When Freud sealed the crack between his eyebrows, he didn't become corrupted. In fact, the corruption in his soul was slowly returning to normal.
Once again, Angor created a spirit barrier around Freud to help him suppress the death aura inside him.
Without the interference of death aura, Freud began to fight against the death aura inside him.
The night passed in the blink of an eye.
The corruption on Freud's body had completely disappeared, and he returned to his normal appearance. However, this didn't mean that Freud was back to normal. The power core inside his soul was still expanding like a bomb that could explode at any time, which would cause the death aura to push him away and turn him into an undead.
What Freud needed to do now was to cultivate his soul so that the bloated death qi in his core could be slowly digested and reduced.
Freud's training session lasted for two whole days.
Two days later, Freud opened his eyes. He had already digested the death aura to the limit. If he kept doing this, he would start learning his first Soul Trick.
However, Freud decided to stop at this crucial moment.
He took out the Soul Containment Flask that contained Lady Sila's soul.
He wasn't going to do it step by step. Instead, he was going to absorb Lady Sila's power and learn her Soul Trick.
This step was much more difficult than absorbing the death aura.
Freud could become corrupted at any time.
Still, this was a great opportunity. If he could survive this, he would be able to learn a Soul Trick that came from a special undead creature.
For him, this could further increase his strength, and he could even reach the fighting strength he had when he was alive in a short period of time!
"I have Prelude to the Undead anyway. I'll just have to start from scratch." Freud made up his mind and no longer hesitated. He opened the Soul Capturing Bottle and sucked. Lady Shila turned into a ball of dim light and entered Freud's soul.
As soon as Lady Sila entered Freud's body, Freud's appearance began to deteriorate again.
His white eyes reappeared. Blue veins popped up on his face. His fingernails turned black and slowly spread to his arms. Everything was happening slowly, but it didn't seem like it was going to stop anytime soon.
About three hours later, almost 80% of Freud's body had been corrupted.
His bracelet glowed, and the silver spear of Prelude to Rebirth appeared in his hand.
He would shoot Freud as soon as he saw Freud completely degenerate.
Half an hour later, Freud's corruption still didn't stop. Ninety percent of Freud's body had been conquered. Only his soul core, which was located in the center of his chest, was still standing.
But at this rate, he wasn't confident that Freud would be able to hold his ground.
The negative energy of an ordinary undead creature was like a glass of clear water. On the other hand, the negative energy of the undead was like a drop of extremely thick ink. Once it entered clear water, it would quickly contaminate the water.
Moreover, Lady Sila was a special undead creature. She had more than one drop of ink in the clear water.
Freud had to use Soul Trick to digest Lady Sila's negative energy and turn it into his own skill. He had to make the dirty water clear again.
This was going to be difficult.
The corruption didn't stop. 93%, 94% … Freud's corruption was going to reach 100%.
Angor sighed in his mind. Freud wouldn't make it.
He rubbed the silver runes on the handle of his gun and prepared to fire to save Freud's soul …
Suddenly, the corruption stopped at 96%.
In the next second, the number "96%" popped up in Angor's almost digitized eyes.
95%。
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