It was a person with short gray curly hair and two dark circles under his eyes. No, it was a soul.
Compared to Angor's "real" soul, this soul was translucent, which meant it was much weaker than Angor's soul.
Angor recognized the owner of this soul. It was Freud, who was also known as "Dream Reader".
Angor sighed in his mind. As expected, the other apprentices already knew about the connection between the Meraid's Sword and the Final Destination, and they were already fighting for it.
If Freud hadn't used Soul Ribbon, he would've been dead by now. Yethew got the sword, but Freud didn't. Freud would've died if he didn't use Soul Ribbon to save Freud.
Yethew wanted to kill Angor after getting the sword. Angor assumed that Freud only had a scale on his chest, which meant he still needed another scale to create a sword.
Angor quickly figured out what was going on. Of course, he wasn't going to back down now that the Meraid's Sword was involved.
Angor gave Yethew a cold glare and prepared a cantrip model in his mind space.
On the other hand, Yethew's expression turned gloomy when he saw Freud rushing out and pointing out Freud's purpose.
Angor didn't know that before creating a Meraid's Sword, he could sense the presence of other scales if he only had one scale on his chest.
Yethew realized that Angor had a complete Meraid's Sword on him, which was why he decided to ambush Angor with a tier-3 Siphon to steal the sword.
What he did not expect was that just as he was about to succeed, the black cat Luna jumped out and stomped on the Siphon Worm.
Seeing Luna reminded him of its owner, Keely, who fought against Jebra for no reason at all.
Yethew didn't plan to attack Angor after seeing Luna. Instead, he planned to pacify Angor first, then use his Siphon Bug to keep Angor's Sword at a safe distance.
However, he didn't expect Freud to show up and point out his true goal.
Yi Xiu naturally didn't feel that it was his fault. His biggest mistake was being too careless.
He didn't check Freud's condition right after he killed him, nor did he expect Freud's soul to wake up so quickly.
Yethew didn't know what to do after being pointed out by Freud. Angor had already put up a vigilant look. Now that Angor's purpose was out in the open, he could not help but feel embarrassed.
There was no way he could defeat both Angor and Keely all by himself. In fact, he would not be able to defeat Angor in a one-on-one fight without ambushing.
"Don't believe him. What he said is just speculation. Even if you have the Meraid's Sword, I won't take it from you. After all, you saved my life, and I won't do anything to you." Yethew shook his head and said, "Don't believe him. What he said is just speculation. Even if you have the Meraid's Sword, I won't take it from you.
"Do you believe him?" Freud stared at Yethew with blood dripping out of his eyes. "He killed me to steal the Meraid's Sword!" His voice turned murderous as well.
More and more blood flowed out of Freud's eyes, and a dark aura began to gather around his body. He kept accusing Yethew, "I was the one who discovered the Duons, I was the one who captured them, and I was the one who read their dreams about the Meraid's Sword and the Altar of Demise. What did you do? When we were in the settlement of the Dugongs, Shayaro ran away by himself, and I even brought you out of there when you were heavily injured. I even saved you. I also shared the information I obtained with you, but you killed me when I used my ability to enter dreams to read more information … "
Freud turned around and stared at Angor with bloodshot eyes. "I'm the living embodiment of his ungrateful nature. Do you really believe someone like him?"
Freud's accusation was filled with great sorrow and deep hatred after being betrayed by someone.
The more Freud spoke, the more agitated he became. The tragic scene before his death kept replaying in his mind. Not only was there blood and tears flowing out of his eyes, but there was also a huge hole between his eyebrows. Normally, a supernatural's soul wouldn't fall so easily, but Freud's current situation showed signs of falling.
Yethew didn't respond to Freud's accusation. Instead, he wore a gloomy expression. Angor could tell from Freud's expression that Freud was telling the truth.
What a strange team. Viking helped Shayaron, but Shayaron didn't care about Viking's life. Freud even saved Yethew's life, but Yethew betrayed him and killed him.
Angor didn't know what to say. All the scum had gathered together.
Freud closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the rising hatred in his heart. He wasn't a Soul Manipulator, but he still knew some basic information. Once he became an undead, he would never have a chance again.
Of course, he didn't have a chance right now.
The only thing he could rely on now was Freud's attempt to steal Angor's Meraid's Sword. Freud hoped that Angor would kill Freud.
Freud's soul slowly calmed down and looked at Angor again. "He only got one scale. If he wants to create another Meraid's Sword, he'll need another scale. He won't let go of this chance."
Freud's words confirmed Angor's suspicions. Yethew only had one scale. But how did Yethew know that Angor had a Meraid's Sword? Did Yethew have a special way to find the sword?
"I can swear an oath right now, and I can use my consciousness to sign a contract with you. I won't covet your Meraid's Sword. We'll go our separate ways, and I promise I won't show up in front of you again. "Yethew also looked at Angor.
Freud was a little hesitant after hearing Yethew's words. If Angor was a peaceful person, he might just let Yethew go. But Freud couldn't let Yethew go.
When he thought about how his body was still lying in the watchtower, Freud's anger grew even stronger.
Freud's eyes turned bloodshot.
He couldn't let Yethew go! He had to die!
Freud looked at Angor's cold expression. He didn't know what Angor was going to do. Freud gritted his teeth and made a decision. "Mister Padt, if you kill Yethew and bring my soul out of the Sea of Purification, I'll give you a Mystery item."
Freud's words attracted everyone's attention like a pot of boiling water.
Even Keely, who was hiding in the dark, looked at Freud.
An apprentice with a Mystery item? Was that even possible?
Angor stared at Freud with a curious look. He knew better than anyone what a Mystery item meant. He had almost made a Mystery Gun before, and he could faintly feel the message of Mystery. If he could get a Mystery Item to study, he might be able to become a Mystery Alchemist!
He planned to borrow the "Cursing Doll" from Sunders, but he didn't know if Sunders would agree to it or not. Angor couldn't study it whenever he wanted.
But if he had a Mystery item of his own …
"No way! He can't have a Mystery item! How did I kill him so easily? He's just an apprentice! How can he have a Mystery item? "Yethew was also worried that Angor would agree to his request.
Yethew was already thinking of running away, but the black cat kept staring at him, sending chills down his spine. Perhaps Keely was watching him from somewhere.
Angor agreed with Yethew's words. Ninety-nine percent of wizards didn't have a Mystery item. How could an apprentice have one?
"It's a very special Mystery item." Freud remained silent for a moment. Then, he used his soul ripple to whisper into Angor's ears.
Angor frowned when he heard the name of the Mystery item.
If that was the case, Freud might actually have it.
Angor wasn't planning to let Yethew go. Even if Yethew had to swear an oath or sign a contract with his consciousness, Angor would still kill him. Angor could forgive Yethew for two ambushes in a row. But he would never forgive Yethew the second time. Yethew wasn't someone who would easily betray his savior. If Angor let Yethew go this time, Yethew would become a huge threat to him.
Freud promised him a Mystery item. It might not be useful to Angor, but it was free anyway.
Angor looked at Freud again. "Alright, I'll do it."
Yethew didn't know what Freud said to Angor, but as soon as he heard Freud's words, Yethew realized something was wrong and quickly ran away.
At the same time, the swarm of insects swooshed toward Angor like a curtain.
Angor might be afraid of these insects if they were ambushing him. However, he was not afraid of them since they were attacking him from afar like a curtain.
Angor quickly threw out the Flame Array he already created in his mind space.
This magic trick was a super large area of effect attack. Although its power was weakened by the seawater, the insects themselves couldn't do it perfectly in the sea. The huge circular fire field, in the mysterious symbols, turned the curtain of insects into charcoal and fell down bit by bit.
Angor ejected his soul from his body and dashed toward Yethew.
Yethew ran for about a kilometer and saw Angor still inside the insect curtain. Also, Keely didn't try to stop him, which made him think that he could get out of here alive.
As long as he could get away … Heh … Yethew's expression turned vicious. Angor, Keely, and that black cat … he would turn them all into insect droppings!
Just as Yethew thought he was safe, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Angor?! How is he so fast?!
Following Yethew's horrified expression, grey veins appeared around his body. It was as if his body had sunk into a swamp and he couldn't move at all.
Angor snickered and released a Gravity Cannon at Yethew's forehead.
"Bang!" A loud sound was heard.
Yethew's head exploded, and Bai Cencen's brain matter shot out like fireworks.
At the same time, countless insects crawled out from Yethew's broken neck.
Angor felt sick when he looked at the swarm of insects. Many of them were the most vicious creatures Angor had ever seen in his life. Luckily, he left his body in the watchtower, so these insects couldn't harm his soul.
When most of the insects were gone, Angor brought Yethew's body back to the watchtower.
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