Silver Forest Dimension, Illusion Hut.
After logging off, Angor didn't start looking for runes right away. Instead, he walked out of the hut.
He glanced at the mirror lake from afar.
Laplace was still fishing by the shore. Judging from her frown, she probably didn't catch much fish. Zeus Thundercloud was on the other side of the lake, patiently scanning the water with his lightning. It looked like he was eyeing the remaining fish in the lake like a tiger watching its prey.
At the edge of the Black Forest, Laplace's energy clones were still diligently studying in the library that was temporarily built.
Ai Dehua stayed inside the make-up room and didn't go out. He was still working on his wig.
It seemed Ai Dehua had just finished making a new wig.
It looked like the hair of Moonhare, an animated character from the hologram tablet. There were two small buns on each side and a long ponytail.
However, Moonhare's hair was yellowish, while Ai Dehua's wig was ice blue. There was also a thin layer of cold mist around the hair, which made the wig look like a dreamy princess.
However …
The wig was placed on the Astral Attendant's head.
Angor was glad that he sent a voice transmission to Ai Dehua and asked him to change the head. Otherwise, this wig would be placed on his head model.
He felt a chill down his spine every time he thought about his own face and how he was wearing such a wig.
Thank goodness.
But then again, the wig, which most girls couldn't support, somehow fit the Astral Attendant's face perfectly.
The Astral Attendant had the face of a young man. His short hair made him look like a boy. However, with the wig, that little bit of masculinity turned into a unique aura.
Together with the ice-blue wig, the Astral Attendant not only looked like a cold beauty, but also gave off a sense of valiance.
It was beautiful.
Beautiful without any gender.
Ai Dehua had a good sense of beauty.
Angor only paid attention to Ai Dehua to see if he was up to something. After making sure Ai Dehua was behaving himself, he looked away.
Then, he left the courtyard.
He walked all the way to the shore of the lake, intending to ask Laplace something.
But before he could reach the shore, Zeus Thundercloud, who was floating in the air, noticed him. Zeus's pitch-black face instantly revealed a look of pleasant surprise.
It turned into a black comet and arrived above Angor's head, leaving a trail of thunderclaps behind it.
The lightning bolts continued to move inside Zeus' body and landed around Angor.
It was as if he had cast a "ceiling light" for him.
Also, it was a trackable "ceiling light". As he moved, the white light followed him.
Such a "grand" entrance naturally attracted Laplace's attention.
As a matter of fact, Laplace noticed Angor as soon as he left the illusion hut. However, she was too focused on fishing to pay attention to Angor.
It wasn't until Zeus Thundercloud's conspicuous bag that Laplace turned on the tracking mode that Laplace couldn't help but look over.
"Forget it, I'll fish later … Let the fish rest." Laplace said in a low voice. Then, he walked down from the silver-haired throne and sat down at the table of the tea party.
Angor walked over and sat down in front of her.
"You're here for me, I see?" Laplace took a teacup that automatically jumped into her hand and stirred some hot tea with a spoon. "Do you need my help?"
Angor shook his head. "Not yet."
"Oh?" Laplace glanced at Angor and nodded when he saw the boy's calm expression. "So you've made some progress in your research?"
Angor didn't try to hide it. "Yeah, I did."
Angor then told Laplace about his plan to use a magic array to strengthen his soul signature. In addition, he briefly described the difficulties he encountered, as well as the solution he got from meeting Dudu Bi at the end of the tunnel. He told them all.
Laplace was a little surprised to hear the whole story. She didn't expect Angor to find a solution in just one day. He needed Tootsie's help, but as long as it could solve the problem, she was happy.
"So, you want me to help you find a single rune that can carry a soul?"
As Laplace spoke, he began to think about where he could find a similar single mageweath. She didn't know how to do it herself, so she had to ask someone who knew how to do it.
Mageweaths weren't considered a prominent subject in the White Sun Mirror Region, nor were they mainstream. It wasn't that easy for her to find the relevant mageweaths here.
But she could go to the Wise Lord.
The Wise Lord should have a stockpile of runes.
Wait, Angor didn't come here just to ask her to contact the Wise Lord, did he?
"You want me to help you get in touch with the Sovereign of Wise?" Laplace asked directly.
Angor shook his head. "No, I'm not asking you to find a rune for me. As for the mageweaths that carry the soul medium, I will think of a way myself. "
"Then what do you want from me?" Laplace looked at Angor with a puzzled expression.
"I want to borrow a soul from you."
Laplace: "???"
Laplace asked, "Soul? Is that what I mean? "
Angor nodded. "A normal soul, preferably a dead soul that I can communicate with. I already have one, but it's in the dream wasteland. So, I need to borrow one from you. "
"I don't have a soul, but I can send my avatar out to find one. But I'm curious. What do you need a soul for? "
Angor sighed and explained the situation briefly.
Actually, the reason was simple.
Angor didn't know what kind of rune was suitable for carrying a soul.
He asked Dottlebee, but Dottlebee didn't give him a clear answer either.
In Dottlebee's words, "It's a bit complicated to explain. Just follow my instructions."
Dottlebee's method was to find a soul, have the soul stand on the corresponding rune, and voluntarily release the soul's energy. Generally speaking, after releasing the restraints, one's soul power would slowly seep out before disappearing from the world.
If the soul didn't feel its energy leaking out, it meant the rune could be used as a medium to carry the soul's energy.
This was why Angor needed to find a soul that could communicate with the soul.
"Can't living beings do it?" Laplace asked.
If so, Laplace was going to ask Luigi to eject his soul.
Angor shook his head. "Living beings can't do it. They have their Soul Zones to protect them, so they won't leak their energy. Undead souls are better. "
Laplace said, "Okay, I understand. I'll send my avatar to do it. "
As soon as Laplace's voice fell, the shadow clone in the illusion library raised his head and looked in the direction of the tea table through the window.
The avatar nodded at Angor and Laplace from afar and slowly disappeared into thin air.
Without a doubt, she had already left Silver Forest.
In less than two minutes, she reappeared at the tea table.
Angor knew how fast the avatar could move, but he was still surprised by how fast it was.
"She went out and found a random spectator, and … what?" Angor couldn't think of another way to make it so fast.
Even if she wanted to buy a soul, she would have to ask for the price first.
The doppelganger placed a blood-stained mirror on the table and said calmly, "Gleipnir found it. I'm just a runner."
To put it simply, Laplace had already contacted Glepnir through Mind Synchronization when Angor asked for the soul.
Glepnir happened to be at the meeting, so she quickly asked someone to lend her a soul.
The avatar only needed to run around, which was why it came back so quickly.
"The soul is in the mirror. It's the soul of a stray person. According to Glepnir, she loves to look pretty. She'll tell you everything she knows if you give her something beautiful. "
The avatar paused. "Glepnir suggested that you ask Ai Dehua for a wig. That should be enough."
After that, the Virtual Shadow flashed and disappeared from the tea table.
When he looked up again, she was already inside the window on the second floor of the library. She closed the curtains as if saying, "Don't disturb me."
Angor looked at the blood-stained mirror on the table.
This mirror was a typical square mirror. It looked like it was used by rich people. It was very expensive, and the frame had gold ornaments and gems. It was all genuine.
However, the carvings on the mirror were luxurious.
It meant that the original owner of this mirror was just a nouveau riche, not a noble.
There were bloodstains on the surface of the mirror. These bloodstains looked like someone had scratched the surface of the mirror. It was quite a frightening sight.
Angor used his spirit feelers to check the mirror. There was nothing special about it. However, there was a dark energy inside, which should be the so-called dead souls.
Since Angor didn't have the ability to gather energy, he couldn't see what the souls inside the mirror looked like.
Unless he went inside himself.
Before that, he asked Laplace a question, "What's a stray person?"
The avatar said that the mirror contained the soul of a stray person, but it didn't explain what it was.
Angor had to ask Laplace for help.
"A race from the Mirror Realm." Laplace explained, "This race has been following the Longhuo Clan for a long time. You can think of them as the claws of the Longhuo Clan.
"The Longhuo Clan is good at persuasion, while the stray people are good at deception."
Angor didn't know what to say. Birds of a feather flock together.
Laplace continued, "However, stray people are good at and habitual liars, but they have one thing in common. As long as you can satisfy their demands, they will tell you everything they know and will never deceive you again. "
Laplace pointed at the blood-stained mirror. "The soul inside this mirror is the stray person's soul. She's a typical stray person who likes to lie all the time.
But Glepnir told me that this stray person's soul has a strong desire to 'become beautiful'. As long as you can make her beautiful, she'll be honest with you and do whatever you want.
Oh right, Glepnir said this stray person's soul is quite strong. She should be enough for you to create something. "
"I'm not going to do anything to the soul. Why does it sound like I'm going to do some evil experiments? "
Laplace said, "I forgot to tell her about you. She must have misunderstood something. "
"… No wonder."
Perhaps Glepnir wanted to see what kind of experiment Angor was going to do, so he sent this stray soul to Angor.
As a matter of fact, any stray soul could do the job.
Angor sighed. "It doesn't matter. It's just a wig anyway."
As he spoke, he reached out a hand and touched the surface of the mirror. Ripples began to appear on the surface of the mirror.
Angor only needed to lift his leg to enter the mirror.
Angor considered and looked at Laplace. "Want to take a look?"
Laplace nodded. "Sure. Let's go."
…
Following the ripples, Angor and Laplace entered a shabby room.
That's right, as soon as he entered the mirror, he appeared inside the room.
It was as if the mirror space was a slice of a certain room.
Angor looked around. The furniture in the room was broken, but the floor was made of ice-quenched marble. The tattered curtains and broken furniture were all made of high-quality materials.
In other words, if this room was really a slice of a certain room, it must have belonged to a wealthy family.
Angor looked around.
There was no one in the room, and the air was murky.
The stray soul shouldn't be here.
However, Angor noticed that there was a thick layer of dust on the floor. There were obvious drag marks on the dust. Someone must have dragged something out of the room not long ago.
Angor looked back and saw that the floor in the corner was clean. The stray soul must have dragged something away.
Judging from its shape, it looks like a small table. But it wasn't placed in the corner. Maybe it was a cupboard?
Angor didn't think too much about it. He discussed with Laplace and left the room.
With a creaking sound, the dusty door was pushed open.
There was a long hallway outside.
The hallway was also tattered. But judging from the material of the carpets and the murals on the walls, Angor could tell that this family used to be rich.
"Left."
Angor looked around and pointed to the left.
The hallway was also covered in dust, and there were new drag marks on the floor.
Therefore, if there were no accidents, as long as they followed this drag mark, they should be able to find the wry person's soul soon.
(End of Chapter)
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