When he tried again, he found that he could sense Ness' emotions. But …
Sunders noticed Angor's strange expression and asked, "You still can't sense his emotions?"
Angor shook his head. "I can. But Ness is thinking —"
"What is he thinking?"
Angor forced himself to calm down. "Mister Ness is thinking that if a woman can help him with her mouth …"
Sunders felt the veins on his forehead twitching. Ness, on the other hand, did not feel embarrassed at all. "Absolutely. So you can really sense other people's emotions, huh?" Sunders was not embarrassed at all. "So you can really sense other people's emotions! You can't sense people who have a higher soul level than you or who have spirit defenses. But your soul's special property is pretty good. It should count as a talent, right? "
Ness was asking Sunders about his last question.
Sunders glared at Ness. The old man knew Angor could sense his emotions, yet he still tried to imagine such a scene. What a shameless old man. No wonder people called this place "Valley of Lust".
"It's not a talent for now. His soul is more sensitive, and he can analyze rich emotions to a certain extent," Sunders said. "A talent can only work when he has a physical body. But Angor's soul is only sensitive to emotions. It must be the effect of his Nightmare Form."
"You're right. It's not a talent, but it's not bad. If you can learn 'Soul Ribbon' in the future, you'll be able to eject your soul freely. Then this ability will be more useful, "Ness said.
Next, Ness continued to adjust the light waves while Angor floated in the air.
Some of the light waves made Angor uncomfortable, but as Ness said, he just had to endure it. However, some of them made him feel itchy on his back. He didn't know whether he should tell them or not, so he gave Sunders a meaningful look.
"Itch again?" Sunders used a voice transmission.
Angor nodded. Although he felt Sunders' question was a little dirty.
"I once said that this wound of yours is a trigger. If you want to solve this problem once and for all, you have to go to the Nightmare Realm with this primer. Not only did it wake you up from the illusion, but it also took away Parasite Queen who tried to kill you … Thinking back to the ending of our last trip to Nightmare Realm, I think the monster who left this primer must have a very high level. Maybe it's not connected to the outer area of Nightmare Realm. "
Sunders' voice transmission stopped here. It sounded like he didn't say much, but there was more to it.
If it was not outside the Nightmare Realm, then it must be inside the Nightmare Realm.
For hundreds of years, Sunders only wandered around the outskirts of the Nightmare Realm. Even so, he was always in danger. For example, there were places in Nether City that Sunders did not dare to set foot in. Even legendary wizards would avoid them.
And this was only the outer area of the Nightmare Realm. One could imagine how dangerous the inner circle of the Nightmare Realm was.
In other words, he had to go to the inner circle of the Nightmare Realm if he wanted to solve the problem caused by the wound. Angor estimated that he had to be at least a legendary wizard to reach the inner circle of the Nightmare Realm … and he didn't know how long that would take.
Besides, the Glutton Flower King he met in the Glutton Flower Tunnel once told him that he had the "queen's scent" on him. Perhaps, the "Queen's Aura" that the Gluttonous Flower King was talking about was referring to the monster that created this wound — the strange woman with stitches all over her face.
"Don't worry about the wound for now. And don't tell Ness about it. At least for now, it's doing you more good than harm. It's even actively protecting you. Maybe the monster who left the wound doesn't want you to die now. It's probably waiting for you to grow stronger so that it can harvest the fruit. Heh. Many great demon gods like to wait for the fruit to grow. Unfortunately, they never learned their lesson. When the fruit grows, they'll be eaten by it instead, "Sunders explained.
Angor glanced at Saka. Didn't Saka say something about waiting for the fruit to grow or something? What a delusional young man, comparing himself to a demon god.
Despite what Sunders said, Angor believed that the monster wasn't waiting for him to grow. There must be some other reason. It could be for some purpose, or it could be for some kind of restriction. If Angor wanted to find out, he had to face the monster directly. And he didn't know how long it would take for him to face the monster directly.
But as Sunders said, he only needed to know that the wound wouldn't harm him. As for the rest, he would deal with it later.
…
About half an hour later, a beam of white light with a tinge of yellow color shone on Angor's body. Angor's semi-transparent soul suddenly went into a trance for a split second.
Next, the light shone into the depth of Angor's soul.
Unlike the other light waves, the light didn't penetrate or disappear. Instead, it was devoured by the gray mist. But at the same time, the gray mist was exposed.
"Found it. Spectrum 3722 in the white and yellow area." Ness jumped out of his soul and came to Sunders' side.
"So there's gray mist." Ness took out a pen and paper and began to record the parameters of the gray mist.
Angor watched as Ness' eyes glowed with mana. He quickly calculated the density, viscosity, and spreading rate of the gray mist. Next, he made a long list of items that matched his calculations. These items might be the truth behind the gray mist.
"Soul Biogas … No, Soul Biogas can contaminate an entire soul instantly. It can't spread in a small area like this. Is it Spirit Miasma? No. If it's Spirit Miasma, Angor would have lost his mind already. Maybe it's White Frost … "
While Ness was busy calculating, Sunders carefully observed the gray mist and felt a little doubtful.
"Why do I feel like some of the tracks are —" Sunders felt like he had seen something similar somewhere before. Before he could finish, he was lost in his memories.
Ness put down his pen and paper and moved closer to Angor's soul to observe the gray mist's movement.
"Yeah, I think I've seen it before." Ness picked up a magnifying glass and observed carefully. "Try to control the gray mist."
The gray mist moved slightly under Angor's control, but it soon returned to its original state.
While the gray mist was moving, a strange ripple that Angor didn't notice caused the quality of his soul to change slightly. It was as if the gray mist and his soul were merging.
Angor did not notice it, but Ness did. Ness widened his eyes. "It's not soul contamination. It's a —"
Ness suddenly asked, "Have you been practicing soul magic recently?"
"Soul spells?" Angor didn't know what to say. He did want to learn soul spells, but he didn't do it until half a day ago. Besides, he only wanted to learn how to counter soul spells. He never thought about learning them.
"No. I only know some basic cantrips and illusions." Angor shook his head. He didn't even know how to advance illusions. How could he possibly learn soul spells?
"That can't be right. I just noticed that the gray mist in your soul isn't real. It's a product of wisdom. It's like a spell model. It's the materialization of wisdom and knowledge, not the knowledge itself. "Ness thought for a moment and said," It's like … a type of soul spell. "
Ness suddenly summoned a female soul.
Next, Ness released a barrier that contained all of them.
While Angor was still trying to figure out what to do, Ness adjusted the Kaleidoscope to another beam and shone it on the female soul. Under the light, he could clearly see the energy distribution inside the woman's soul.
"Susan, use Soul Roar," Ness ordered.
As soon as Ness gave the order, the female soul began to gather energy inside her body and began to release strange ripples. Next, her face turned hideous as she began to roar madly. Since they were inside the barrier, they weren't affected at all.
"You see? When you used the gray mist just now, the ripples from your soul were very similar to the ones she used when she used Soul Roar. That's why I think it's a soul spell. " A strange expression appeared on Ness's face. "If this is really a soul spell, then this spell of yours is rather impressive … It's already condensed into a gray mist when you're not using it. If you really use it, it might be beyond the scope of a 'cantrip'."
"That makes sense. No wonder you felt your soul being sucked dry when you tried to use it. It's not something you can use at your current level. It's like a baby holding a knife. You won't be able to hurt others, but you'll end up hurting yourself instead."
"Is it really a soul spell?" Angor frowned. But I've never learned any before. "
"My guess is that it's a soul spell. If you can release a little bit of it, you might be able to get more information. It's a pity that your current soul power is too little, and you can't meet the basic requirements to release it. If you do, you'll end up getting sucked dry. But I'm curious. How did you save yourself last time? "Ness asked.
Angor shook his head. "I don't know." The only thing he knew was that Parasite Queen was sucked away by the wound on his back, and his soul suddenly became full. He didn't tell Ness about this since it was related to the Nightmare Realm.
"Then I don't know what to do."
"There's a way," said Sunders. "He can't use the fog because he doesn't have enough soul energy, right? Just lend him some soul energy and he'll be fine. "
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