The air around Angor was like a pool of water. The ripples created by the gun broke the water surface and created a series of transparent ripples.
The ripples expanded in the shape of a fan and blocked all the escape routes of the half-undead.
The half-undead widened his eyes and backed away in fear. He curled up in a corner and begged for mercy.
This was the first time an undead creature recognized the power of the ripples. Angor thought to himself. Whenever he used the ripples to kill undead creatures, they were like naive babies who didn't fear Prelude to Elimination's ripples at all.
This half-undead creature, on the other hand, had gained intelligence.
He also understood fear.
Angor believed that no one would believe him if he told them about it. Wizards didn't like to deal with undead creatures because they were ignorant, fearless, and difficult to deal with. Once the undead had the emotion of fear, the adepts would only need to release their aura, and the undead would be easily wiped out.
The smarter an undead was, the more cowardly they became.
The ripples continued to expand. Even if the half-undead hid in a corner, he still couldn't escape. The ripples were spreading from all directions.
Finally, the ripples completely submerged the half-undead's body.
Angor said that he wanted to kill the half-undead creature, but he didn't mean it. He had other plans. Prelude to Elimination's effect was similar to an infrasound attack. It could release a very low frequency sound wave to disturb the negative energy inside an undead creature's body, causing an energy imbalance, and ultimately destroying the undead creature.
Currently, more than 70% of the undead creature's energy was stable. Only a small part of it was chaotic. Prelude to Elimination's ripples could only destroy the chaotic energy.
When one eighth of the chaotic energy inside an undead creature was destroyed, the creature would be completely destroyed. Or … the negative energy would disappear, and the undead would turn into a pure soul.
This was Angor's goal, the fourth stage of his experiment on Prelude to Rebirth.
When the ripples completely surrounded the half-undead, he began to scream in agony.
Angor's eyes twitched. If it were any other undead, they would have been annihilated due to the energy imbalance in the ripples. However, this half-undead only screamed. Although there were fluctuations in its soul, it still maintained a basic level.
At this moment, grayish-black smoke suddenly emerged from the Undead's mouth. As soon as the smoke came into contact with the ripples in the outside world, it disappeared without a trace.
Number 233, who was monitoring the energy data outside, exclaimed, "This is unbelievable! Mister Padt, the negative energy in his body is rapidly disappearing! "
"Is there any energy fluctuation in the stable part?"
Number 233 hurriedly looked at the energy monitor. "There is a slight fluctuation, but it is not in a state of disintegration like negative energy."
Angor nodded. "Keep monitoring. Record the data."
From the observation of Number 233, the grayish-black smoke just now might be the negative energy that was disintegrating. Furthermore, the stable energy hadn't gone wrong yet. Did this mean that this undead was transforming into a soul?
The fall of a soul into an undead was considered an irreversible change in the wizarding world. Would this change change happen?
When all the grayish-black smoke in the undead's body completely disappeared, he fell to the ground.
This was the moment to see if a pure white lotus would bloom from the mud of depravity.
After panting heavily for a while, the undead finally looked up.
When Angor looked into the undead's eyes, he knew his experiment was halfway done. There was no longer hatred in the undead's eyes. Instead, they were filled with confusion and surprise.
"Who are you?"
"Aches Turner." He was a little confused and answered in a dull manner. However, this was the first time he answered Angor's question. From this point alone, Angor could tell that the undead was different from before.
Angor kept asking questions about the undead's daily life. He wanted to know if the undead had really turned into a soul and retained his original memories.
Angor asked about the undead's identity, his status, his family, his lover, and so on.
As Aches answered Angor's questions, the undead's eyes slowly regained their clarity, and his answers became easier. "Who are you?" The undead even asked Angor a question in return.
"I'm the one who dragged you out of the dark mud," Angor replied.
Aches did not know what to say.
However, judging from the current questions and answers, Aches really did recover his memories. He turned from an undead into a soul.
"How do you feel now?" Angor asked.
"Better than ever. The evil voices that kept whispering in my ears are gone. I don't feel annoyed anymore. I feel like I'm a child again. All the pressure in my heart is gone. I feel relaxed. "
Angor was curious about Aches' answer. Did the "evil voices" enter his ears when he was an undead?
Aches shook his head. "I don't know. I just feel a lot of uncomfortable voices are gone. Those strange voices that kept whispering in my ears are all gone."
"Strange voices? What kind of voices? " Angor was getting more curious. He even thought of a research topic in his mind: Remember the environment and psychology of an undead.
"I don't remember. I just felt that the voices were old and young, male and female. They kept whispering in my ears. It was annoying." Aches paused a little. "But I'm fine now. I feel so relaxed and free! Peaceful and comfortable like never before … "
As Aches spoke, he suddenly looked like a mermaid in a fairy tale.
When exposed to sunlight, the mermaid turned into bubbles.
While talking about such a wonderful feeling, Aches closed his eyes and slowly sublimated … dissipated …
Angor opened his eyes wide. He stood up and approached Aches. "Don't think about it. You're disappearing. Come back to reality!"
Under the dissipating radiance, Aches' figure was already in an extremely transparent state.
Aches opened his eyes and smiled at Angor. "Thank you. I remember you. You pulled me out of the dark swamp. You're my savior … "
Aches' smile was bright and sunny. His whole person changed completely from his previous malicious attitude.
"I think I'm going to leave soon. But I don't feel sad or sad. I'm happy. At least, I walked out of the dark predicament. Thank … you. "
With these words, Aches completely disappeared.
Angor stood there in a daze. His eyes became gloomier and gloomier as he watched Aches disappear. In the end, he clenched his fists and showed an impatient look.
He failed. Could it be that the price an undead had to pay for turning into a soul was this momentary recovery of consciousness?
The door of the lab was opened. Number 233 came in wearing a black robe. He hesitated for a moment and spoke in a low voice, "Mister Padt, the energy waves in the lab are all gone."
"I can feel it myself …" I don't need your reminder.
Angor realized that he was about to vent his anger on Number 233. He quickly adjusted his emotions and spoke to Number 233, "Show me the energy record."
Number 233 didn't notice Angor's strange mood. He nodded and handed the record book to Angor.
He heaved a sigh of relief. Three white bullets, half a month of closed experiments, only to get a flawed result. Angor couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.
What made his heart ache the most were the three white bullets. Each bullet cost more than 2000 Undead! Where could he get so many undead souls after leaving Dark Castle?!
Angor didn't want to show his emotions on his face. He took the record book and read.
"According to the energy axis, when his soul shone, the stable energy inside his body began to crumble, and it did so at a very fast speed. But what's the reason?"
Was Prelude to Rebirth's real purpose to create an intelligent undead soul? An undead antagonist?
But that didn't make any sense.
If Prelude to Rebirth was a half-step Mystery item that could return an undead soul to its original form, it would fit the overall theme. At the very least, it would fit the setting of the "Mystery" power, which overthrew the conventional thinking of the wizarding world. Undead souls and souls weren't irreversible.
But things didn't go according to his plan.
Although Aches really did return to his soul state, he only existed for less than five minutes before completely dissipating.
Angor couldn't figure it out. He felt like he didn't understand something important.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to give up.
His scope of understanding was still a little narrow, and his horizons were not broad enough. In that case, he could just find someone with broad enough horizons to dispel his doubts.
Angor decided to ask Sunders for help. It would be foolish not to use his teacher's help.
Also, he had about 150 crystal orbs, which he could give to Sunders as well.
With that in mind, Angor collected all the data as well as the recording of the talisman and headed to Sunders' study.
…
Sunders was a little surprised after hearing Angor's explanation.
If what Angor said was true, returning an undead soul to its soul form for only five minutes was still something worth studying. This meant that the common understanding of the wizarding world was flawed.
Even if Prelude to Rebirth was only a half-step Mystery item, it wasn't a real Mystery item yet. It was still considered an ordinary alchemy item.
In other words, the effect of Prelude to Rebirth was still within the scope of research.
"Show me the recording and test results." Out of curiosity, Sunders clicked on the file.
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