"You're done?" Keely asked when he came back and saw her guarding his body.
"Done." Angor tossed Yethew's body to Keely and returned his soul to his body. "Thanks."
Keely didn't say anything and went to Luna's side. It seemed Luna wasn't afraid of the poison at all. She was still teasing the Siphon.
On the other hand, Freud's expression was complicated when he saw Yethew's broken body. No one knew what he was thinking. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. As he laughed, tears began to roll down his cheeks. But this time, they weren't tears of blood.
Freud's crimson eyes slowly returned to normal, and the grayish-black aura around him slowly faded away.
The change in Freud was obvious to all. Now that his vengeance had been avenged, the last bit of resentment he felt was gone.
After what seemed like an eternity, Freud finally came back to his senses. Freud looked a little shy now and bowed to Angor to show his gratitude.
"Thank you," Freud said in a serious tone, "I'll keep my promise. If you take me away from the Sea of Purification, I'll take you to that Mystery item."
"Sure." Angor nodded.
Keely also looked at Angor curiously. "He really has a Mystery item?" She sent a voice transmission to Angor.
Keely didn't take part in the battle, but without Luna's help, Angor would have lost his life already. Therefore, Keely had a share of the credit as well.
Of course, he wouldn't hide it from Keely.
"I don't know if he's lying or not, but if it's that Mystery item, I think it's real." Angor also sent a voice transmission.
"That item? Which one are you talking about? "Keely asked curiously.
"Have you heard of the 'Dream Whelk of the Moonlight Coast'?"
Keely considered. "The Mystery item that's labeled as the most boring item in the world? The one that can pull all non-living beings into a dream regardless of their level? "
Angor nodded. "That's it. An auction at Floating Mech City thirty years ago sold it for ten thousand magic crystals. It's not that valuable among Mystery items, and it has something to do with Freud's nickname, 'Dream Reader'. I think Freud really does have it. "
"Oh, I see." Keely lost interest when she heard the name of the Dream Whelk.
It was a useless item that only worked on non-living beings. For humans, other than allowing them to sleep more peacefully with the sound of the conch, it had no other use.
The Dream Whelk wasn't useful to him, but it was more than enough for him to study Mystery power. According to Greya, every Mystery item had its own purpose. The Dream Whelk wasn't useful because Greya didn't know how to use it yet. Angor didn't know if he could figure out how to use the Dream Whelk. Of course, that was only a wild wish.
While they were talking, Yethew's body began to change. Yethew's soul crawled out of his broken body.
Yethew yelled at Angor as soon as he appeared. When Angor looked at him, Yethew finally realized that he was already dead. He trembled in fear as he recalled how Angor dominated him not long ago. He quickly changed his tone and begged Angor for mercy. He even promised that he would give Angor everything he had so that Angor could take him away from the Sea of Purification.
Angor didn't care about Yethew's flattery at all.
Keely, on the other hand, was getting impatient. "So noisy." Next, he took out a purple wisp of Hellfire from his oil lamp and sent it toward Yethew.
The wisp of Hellfire looked casual, but in Yethew's eyes, it felt like a giant mountain was pressing down on him. Under the threat of the Nether Fire, not only was he terrified, but he could not even move.
From Angor's perspective, the wisp of Hellfire touched Yethew's body and quickly spread to his entire body.
The purple flames burned fiercely, and Yethew screamed in agony. His soul was being decomposed, and he was dying.
Freud, who was standing on the side, trembled in fear. He was also a soul, so he knew how terrifying that purple flame was. Freud looked at Keely with fear in his eyes. Luckily, he didn't say anything in front of Keely. Otherwise, his soul would be burned into nothingness because he was too noisy. That would be too tragic.
Angor didn't mind Keely's decision. He already planned to destroy Yethew's soul to prevent future trouble. Since Keely already did it, he didn't mind.
Just as Yethew's soul was about to be destroyed, a mysterious light of guidance suddenly appeared and enveloped Freud and Yethew.
Yethew couldn't resist at all and was taken away by the light.
Angor watched as Yethew disappeared, leaving only a wisp of Hellfire behind. Freud's strange behavior caught Angor's attention.
"There's a black light that's pulling me into an unknown space!" Freud's face was filled with panic. His limbs were flailing wildly, but his body was being pulled upward.
"Something black? Is it some kind of external force? "They couldn't see the light of guidance, but they quickly realized what was going on.
He quickly went to Freud's side and took out a small purple flower from his bracelet, which was gently swaying under the leaves of Shu Lan.
"Don't resist. I'm going to draw your soul into the Soul Floret."
Freud nodded to Angor in a panic and relaxed his mind.
Both the light of guidance and the Soul Floret exerted their power at the same time, and Freud's soul began to wobble like a stretched spring. In the end, Freud's soul was about to be sucked into an unknown place.
Without hesitation, Angor used Spirit Mantra to eject his soul from his body.
He still couldn't see the so-called black light in his soul form. But this was not a problem for him. He could use the sequence of gravity to affect other souls when he was in his soul form.
He then directed a beam of energy toward the Soul Floret, which worked together with the flower's gravitational force. Finally, the beam of guidance was defeated.
Freud was forced into the purple flower by the gray veins.
When Freud entered the Soul Floret, the black light that only Freud could see slowly faded away.
After confirming that Freud was fine, Angor sighed in relief and returned his soul to his body.
At this moment, Keely walked over with a thoughtful look in her eyes. "Can you see the black light he mentioned after you leave your body?"
Angor shook his head.
"So the black light only absorbs dead souls. It doesn't work on living souls." Keely sighed. "The Purification Garden's muddy waters are getting harder and harder to see through."
At the same time, inside a dark cave in the valley where the purification garden was located.
Two people were sitting in front of a pool filled with white mist. The mist was too thick to see their faces clearly. Angor could only tell that they were a man and a woman. The woman on the right had originally placed her hand on the surface of the pool. Suddenly, she withdrew her hand and exclaimed, "Hmm?"
"What's wrong, Sigma?" asked the man sitting on the left.
It was an old and hoarse voice.
The woman called Sigma frowned and said, "Master Connor, someone just snatched a soul from the light of guidance."
Connor replied with an "oh" and cast his gaze into the pool as if he was looking for something.
A moment later, Connor looked up and said, "It's fine. It's just a normal soul. Keep controlling your soul pool. Don't worry about it. "
Sigma nodded. "Got it."
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Angor knew what Keely meant. Floating Mech City had to be the one who did this.
He didn't know why Floating Mech City was doing this, and it wasn't something that people of his level could do.
Angor held back his curiosity and picked up the Soul Floret.
At the center of the flower, Freud transformed into a thumb-sized man and sat with his legs crossed. The gentle aura of the Soul Accumulating Flower slowly healed the wounds on his soul caused by the Light of Guidance.
The Soul Floret was one of the leftover materials Angor used to craft Prelude to Rebirth. It was used to stabilize soul energy, but it could also be used to store souls for a short time.
Since he didn't have any other storage items, he had to use the Soul Floret to store Freud's soul, which could last him for half a month.
"Stay inside the Soul Floret for now. I'll let you go once we're out of the garden," Angor said.
Freud's fear slowly disappeared as the gentle aura of the Soul Floret comforted him. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. It's a fair trade," Angor said as he walked to Yethew's body.
Angor searched Yethew's body and found several single-use space capsules, an intricate pouch, and a piece of Duon scale from the corpse.
The space capsule contained healing potions and daily necessities. He only gave it a quick glance and did not pay much attention to it.
The other pouch contained energy, which meant it was an alchemy item.
Angor could tell that it was a product of synthesis alchemy, but he didn't know how to use Narda's Vision yet.
He didn't want to open the pouch carelessly. Yethew loved to play with insects, so he didn't know if there were any poisonous insects inside.
"Do you know what's inside?" Angor put the pouch in front of Freud.
Freud was inside the flower, so Angor had to place something above the flower to see what was outside.
Freud checked the pouch. "It's a Demon Cave Worm Pouch, made from the nest of a Demon Cave Worm. It has some space properties, but it can only store insects. Yethew has a lot of insects. Some live inside his body, and some crawl on his skin. There aren't many insects inside."
According to Freud, the pouch could be used to see what was inside using spirit power. Angor used his spirit power to check the pouch and didn't find any insects inside. Instead, he found some eggs he didn't know.
Since there wasn't any danger, Angor turned to Keely and asked if she wanted the pouch.
He wasn't interested in the pouch himself, and Keely helped him a lot just now, so he had to give her a share of the loot.
Keely didn't seem interested in the pouch either. Instead, she picked up several space capsules that were filled with potions. "I don't need them. I need some potions."
Angor had plenty of potions already, so he didn't mind.
He put the rest of the capsules into his bracelet and looked at the scale on Yethew's chest.
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