The cold wind blew by, and the cold sweat on Donnie's forehead was almost frozen into ice. Donnie was shivering in the cold, but even so, he did not wake up. He still looked at his right hand with both delight and fear, recalling what he saw just now.
The monotonous black, white, and gray seemed to have affected the frozen silence around and completely suppressed the evil spirit's air. His right hand was so strange and powerful that it could penetrate the evil spirit's defense spell!
It was very similar to the black full-body armor that he encountered in his nightmare and the black, white, and gray that were sealed at the center of the universe!
Did something go wrong in the nightmare, and he was infected by the "monster" without knowing it?
When he thought of the monster that could manipulate his dream and looked at it as if he were looking at the purest and most essential death, Donnie felt fear and dread from the bottom of his soul. Therefore, he shook his head quickly and woke up from his trance. He roared crazily in his heart, Hurry up and find Karl! Only he and the big shots behind him can help me solve this problem! They must be very interested in this monster!
The roar in his heart drove Donnie to walk to the gate of the real castle. At this moment, he saw some glittering powder gathered on the carpet.
Evil Spirit Powder?
Donnie came to an abrupt halt. Was it left by the evil spirit just now?
"Evil Spirit Powder" was a middle-rank material that was much rarer and more precious than "Specter Powder". It was something that Donnie never dreamed of!
However, Donnie was stunned. He did not bend or collect the powder. Instead, a clear and obvious voice echoed in his heart.
"The evil spirit just now should've been as strong as a fifth-circle sorcerer. Chances are that it was close to the senior rank. It could've killed me as easily as killing an ordinary person. However, under the weird black, white, and gray, and under my right hand, it could not resist at all and was popped like a bubble …"
"… My right hand is so powerful?"
"… Just the influence of that monster's aura alone made me so powerful?"
After sensing the power of his right hand, Donnie hesitated. For a civilian like him who worked hard from an ordinary person to a magic apprentice and then to an official sorcerer, such strength was beyond his imagination.
"With it, I will be able to suppress the undead below the senior rank. Chances are that I can even affect the senior rank …"
"Also, it seems to be able to eliminate Transcendent abilities below the senior rank just like it can eliminate bloodlines. It might even be stronger …"
"In such a case, I will be able to go on adventures in the World of Souls. I will be able to explore the mausoleums that are regarded as dangerous places and harvest all kinds of materials and astronomical wealth. My strength will be greatly improved …"
"… Strength equates to status. Even in front of great nobles, I will be treated with respect …"
"… Father and mother don't have to worry about the grocery store anymore, and they can enjoy the convenience and happiness brought by all kinds of alchemical items … Lily can go to a generic school, and she doesn't have to help out at home all the time, waiting to get married, and have no life of her own …"
Donnie's facial muscles twisted like never before, showing a terrifying ferocity.
"Anyway, no one can tell that there's something wrong with my right hand! At least, Karl and the big shot behind him didn't notice it! "
Gradually, Donnie put his right hand back into the pockets of his magic robe.
Bang!
A gust of wind blew, and a window that had been opened at some point in time slammed against the window frame.
Donnie was immediately woken up. Feeling the biting coldness, his head was cleared, and his desires just now were suppressed by fear.
"… What happened to me just now … The air of the monster hidden in my right hand can make me stronger, but who knows whether or not it will corrupt me and turn me into a mindless zombie …"
"… Uncontrollable power of unknown sources must be studied carefully … Too many senior-rank sorcerers in the past died because of their reckless attempts …"
"As long as I'm alive, there's still a chance!"
Donnie finally made up his mind. He planned to return to the town and call Karl. Karl had left him his personal number. The worst that could happen to him would only be the loss of his right hand, and it might not be as miserable as that. There might still be some controllable power left.
Outside of the castle, the tall and straight shadow chuckled. "Thankfully, this guy has restrained his desires quite well. Otherwise, it would've been not just the infection of the air of death, but also the devil of 'Greed'."
For primeval devils, as long as there were intelligent lives, they could never be completely eliminated. They would reappear in a decade or two at most, but they wouldn't be as powerful for a long time.
… …
Darkness shrouded the forest. Donnie traversed through this quiet and dark place alone. Occasionally, the roars of wild beasts would sound even more chilling. But to Donnie, this place was much safer than the castle. These wild beasts and ghosts added together could not compare to the "Paralyzing Breath" of the evil spirit.
He left a note to Baron Herdos, stating that he had resolved the problem of the evil spirit. Then, he returned to the town without any delay.
With the enhancement of magic, Donnie saw the town that he was familiar with two hours later. Except for the bright street lamps near the platform of the magic steam train, the rest of the place was dark and quiet.
Donnie chose the platform and walked to the duty room. He knocked on the closed door.
"Who is it?" The staff on duty asked in fear. It couldn't be a bandit, could it?
Many magic steam trains that carried goods would pass by at night. Also, because of the long-distance trains, the platform had to be manned all the time. However, in such a town, few of the staff on duty were as strong as magic apprentices. They could only count on 'explosive guns' in the face of all kinds of dangers. The bandits, on the other hand, had learned how to avoid them and were no longer waiting to be killed like before.
If they were as strong as Knight squires or magic apprentices, they would be even more dangerous. After all, 'explosive guns' had to be aimed manually and could not be locked with spiritual power.
Donnie took off his sorcerer's badge and waved it before the window. "I'm Donnie. I need to borrow the cable phone of the platform. It's the right of sorcerers."
According to the joint regulations of the Congress of Magic and various countries, in emergencies, official sorcerers could borrow the communication facilities of the platform, the police station, the town hall, and other places with their badges.
The staff inside took a breath in relief. After verifying his identity, he opened the door and said, "Mr. Donnie, please come in. The cable phone is on the table."
Donnie nodded. Having no time to thank him, he hurried to the table and dialed Karl's number.
After three beeps, Karl's lazy and vague voice echoed, "Who is it? Calling me in the middle of the night! Do you not know that this is very inhumane and cruel? "
He seemed to be a bit angry after being woken up.
Donnie was briefly stunned. Karl's voice on the phone did not seem as attractive as before. "Karl, this is Donnie. I've run into something very strange."
"Donnie? What strange? " Karl immediately woke up and said habitually, "If it's not strange, you have to apologize to me. Disturbing other people's sleep and dreams is a crime punishable by imprisonment. I have to stay awake for Grandpa Victor's concert tomorrow. It's probably his last concert. I can't miss it. I can't yawn …"
"The black-armored monster in the nightmare has attached to my right hand," said Donnie straightforwardly. That was the only way to stop Karl's rambling.
As a matter of fact, he knew that Victor's concert would be held in Renstadt the next day, which was introduced in 'Arcana Voice'.
This music teacher of Mr. Evans, even though he had taken magic potions, decided to bid farewell to the concert because of his old age. It was said that he would hold a curtain call concert in Aalto and in Renstadt to show that he treated classical music and pop music equally.
Although Victor was known because he had a good student, those who loved music knew that Mr. Victor's achievements in the field of music were enough to call him a master. Also, his other few students had their own achievements in the field of music, too. Even if they were not as good as him and Mr. Evans, they were still not bad. Therefore, he was known as the musician who was best at teaching students.
Karl's voice was suddenly raised and shrill. "The black-armored monster in the nightmare? Does your right hand show the features of frozen black, white, and gray? Does it suppress the undead and nullify spells? "
"How do you know?" Donnie was very surprised.
Karl smiled and said, "Of course I know. My father has seen it and told me about it. Hehe, it's good that you told me. Otherwise, your vitality would have been rapidly drained. Perhaps in a few years, your body would have started to rot …"
"Then what do I do?" Donnie felt lucky that he made the right choice.
Karl pondered for a moment and said, "It's fine for now. I'll come to you after Grandpa Victor's concert. Or, you can take the earliest train to Renstadt tomorrow. I'll arrange for someone to pick you up."
"I'll be there tomorrow!" Donnie did not dare to delay. He decided to go to Renstadt the next morning. "Thank you, Karl. I won't bother you anymore. I'll take a rest first."
Karl chuckled. "You're going to sleep after waking me up? No, you have to chat with me! "
"You have to go to the concert tomorrow …" Donnie could only refuse. He felt that he was too exhausted.
Karl was talkative, but he was not capricious. Hearing Donnie's reluctance, he hung up the phone.
After returning home, Donnie did not dare to sleep, fearing that he would have nightmares again, so he began to meditate.
… …
Hazy and hazy, Donnie's body suddenly trembled while he was meditating. He felt that the scene before his eyes had greatly changed. Everything around him was frozen and boring in black, white, and gray. Mountains, rivers, cities, villages, and countless undead creatures were wandering everywhere. There was not the slightest sound or extra color.
"The World of Souls? Am I having nightmares again? "Donnie thought in shock. Did he dream without sleeping?
"Although this city is chaotic, it seems familiar … It's Aalto, the 'Capital of Music', that was mentioned in the documentary on Sky TV!"
Donnie did not expect that he would 'come' to a city on the other side of the continent.
Outside of the city, two illusionary shadows were watching everything in silence. One of them said in a low voice, "Brother, are we just going to watch?"
It was Karl's voice. He could talk in the World of Souls, although he was only in black, white, and gray!
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