When Angel sensed it again this time, he found that he really felt Nice's emotions. But...
The expression on Angel's face became weirder under Sanders, and he asked doubtfully: "Still unable to sense his emotions?"
Angel shook his head: "I sensed it, but Nice was thinking..."
"What are you thinking about?"
Angel forced himself to calm down and said, "Lord Nice is thinking that it would be nice if a woman could help him with her mouth at this time..."
A graphic dirty word came out of Angel's mouth. After hearing this, Sanders felt the veins on his forehead beating, but Nice himself was not shy at all and said carelessly: "That's absolutely right. It seems you can really feel it."
You can't sense other people's emotions! However, you can't sense people whose soul level is higher than yours or who have mental defenses, but your soul characteristics are still very good, and they should be considered innate supernatural powers, right?"
Nice's last line was in reference to Sanders.
Sanders glanced at Ness bitterly. He knew that Angel might be able to sense emotions, but this guy deliberately imagined that kind of scene. He was so shameless. No wonder outsiders called this place the Valley of the Dead.
"At present, it is not considered a natural gift. It can only be said that his soul is relatively sensitive and delicate, and he has a certain ability to analyze rich and full emotions." Sanders: "The expression of natural magic power requires at least a physical body.
, can also have the same ability, but Angel is only sensitive to emotions in the soul state, which should be the effect of the nightmare soul body."
"Yes, it's not as good as the innate magical power, but it's pretty good. If you have the opportunity to learn the 'Soul Ribbon Technique' in the future and can freely leave the body, then the application of this ability will be more universal." Nice said.
For the next time, Nice continued to adjust the light waves, while Angel floated in the air doing nothing.
There were some light waves that made Angel feel uncomfortable, but as Nice said, he got over it after a little tolerance. But there were also some light waves that made Angel feel itchy in the butterfly bone on his back. Angel didn't know what to say.
I shouldn't say anything, I can only signal Sanders with my eyes.
Sanders sent a message to him: "It's itchy again?"
Angel nodded. Although he felt that Sanders' question was a bit dirty for some reason.
"I once said that your wound is a lead. If you want to completely solve this problem, you can only use this lead to go to the nightmare area it represents. However, this wound is very overbearing. It can not only wake you up from the illusion
, and can also take away the parasitic girl who killed you... Thinking back to the end of the last trip to the nightmare world, I estimate that the level of the monster that left this introduction should be extremely high. Maybe the nightmare area it is connected to is not
The periphery of the nightmare world."
Sanders' transmission up to this point seems to have said very little, but in fact there is a lot beyond what he said.
If it is not the outer circle of the nightmare world, then it can only be located in the inner circle of the nightmare world.
Sanders has only been wandering around the periphery of the Nightmare Realm for hundreds of years, and even so, he often encountered danger. Just like the last time in Naraku City, there were places that Sanders did not dare to set foot in, and even legendary wizards would avoid them.
Inadequate areas.
And this is still the outer edge of the nightmare world. One can imagine how dangerous the inner circle area of the nightmare world will be.
In other words, if he wants to completely solve the trouble that the wound may cause to him, he can only go to the inner circle area of the nightmare world. Angel estimates that if he wants to set foot in the inner circle area, his strength must be at least legendary...
I don’t know what year or month this happened.
Moreover, Angel himself had some speculations. The Devil Flower King he met in the Devil Flower Tunnel once told him that he had the "queen's breath" on his body. Perhaps the "queen's breath" that Devil Flower King mentioned was,
He was talking about the monster that caused him this wound - the strange woman with stitches on her face.
"You don't need to worry about the wound for the time being, and you don't need to tell Nice about it. At least for now, it does more good than harm to you, and it even takes the initiative to protect you. Maybe the monster that left the wound doesn't want you to die now, I guess.
It's waiting for you to grow up so that you can harvest the fruits... Haha, this trick of waiting for the green fruits to grow is liked by many great demons. It's a pity that they have never learned the lessons of history. After waiting for the fruits to grow, they may be eaten by them.
." Sanders transmitted the message again.
Hearing Sanders' words, Angel suddenly glanced at Saka. It seemed that Saka had just said something about waiting for the fruit to grow, right? He was indeed a middle-aged boy who compared himself to the devil.
Although Sanders said so, Angel felt that the monster might not be waiting for him to grow, but for another reason. This reason might be for a certain purpose, or it might be some kind of restriction. If he wanted to explore it, just
Only when you can face that monster directly will you understand. And if you want to face that monster directly, you don’t know how long it will take.
But as Sanders said, for now, he just needs to know that the wound is not harmful to him. As for other things, let's talk about it later.
…
About half an hour later, when a white-yellow light wave illuminated Angel's body, Angel's translucent soul suddenly appeared in a trance for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the light wave shined into the depths of Angel's soul.
This light wave did not penetrate or disappear like other light waves. Instead, it was swallowed up by the gray fog, but at the same time, the gray fog was also exposed.
"Found it, spectrum 3722 in the white and yellow area." Nice let the light shine directly on Angel, jumped out and came to Sanders.
"Sure enough, there is gray fog." Nice took out a pen and paper and began to record the parameters of the gray fog.
Angel looked at the magical light patterns flashing in Nice's eyes, and quickly calculated the density, viscosity, diffusion rate... and so on of the gray mist. Then he listed a large row of data that was similar to the data he calculated.
These things may be the truth of the gray fog.
"Soul swamp gas, no, soul swamp gas can pollute the entire soul in an instant, and it cannot spread in a small area like a mist. Is it a spiritual miasma? No, if it was a spiritual miasma, Angel would have gone crazy long ago;
Maybe it’s the white frost…”
While Nice was calculating, Sanders carefully observed the gray mist, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"How do I feel? There are several trajectories in it, it seems..." Sanders always felt that he had seen similar trajectories somewhere. Before he finished speaking, he fell into memories.
Nice also put down his paper and pen, got close to Angel's soul, and observed the movement trajectory of the gray mist at close range.
"It's indeed a bit familiar. I think I've seen it before." Nice picked up the magnifying glass, observed it carefully for a moment and said to Angel: "Try to control these gray fogs."
The gray mist moved slightly under Angel's control, but soon returned to its stagnant state.
Just when the gray mist was moved by Angel's control, a strange fluctuation that Angel himself didn't notice caused a slight change in the quality of his soul, as if the gray mist and the quality of his soul were blending.
Angel didn't notice, but Nice showed up. Nice's eyes suddenly widened: "It doesn't seem to be soul pollution, but a kind of..."
Nice suddenly asked: "Have you been practicing soul magic recently?"
"Soul magic?" Angel's face was full of confusion. He had wanted to learn about soul magic, but this idea only arose half a day ago, and he simply wanted to know how to restrain soul magic.
But I never thought about learning soul magic.
"No, I only know a little bit about basic magic and basic illusions." Angel shook his head and denied. He didn't even learn advanced illusions, so how could he possibly learn soul magic.
"That's not right. I discovered just now that the gray mist in your soul is not something substantial. It is a product that condenses the light of wisdom. Just like a magic model, it is the result of materializing wisdom and knowledge.
, rather than knowledge itself." Nice thought for a moment and then said: "It's very much like...a kind of soul magic."
Nice suddenly summoned a female spirit.
Immediately afterwards, Ness released a barrier that contained them all.
Just when Angel didn't know what to do, Nice adjusted the multiphotometer to another light wave and illuminated the female soul. Under the illumination of this light wave, Angel could clearly see the energy distribution inside the female soul.
"Susan, use Soul Roar." Ness ordered.
As Nice finished speaking, the energy in the female soul began to gather and strange fluctuations occurred. Then her cheeks became ferocious and she roared crazily. However, they were protected by a barrier and were not affected in any way.
"Did you see it? When you mobilized the gray mist just now, the fluctuations in the soul were very similar to the fluctuations when she used Soul Roar... So, I guessed that it might be a soul spell." There was a strange look on Nice's face.
Expression: "If it is really a soul spell, then the foundation of your spell is a bit powerful... When it is not mobilized, it will appear like condensed gray mist. If it is really used, it may be gone."
Jugglery' Category."
"That's right, that makes sense... No wonder you said that when you mobilize it, you feel that your soul will be sucked dry, because it is not something you can use at your level. It's like a baby holding a knife. It can't hurt people but instead
Possibly self-inflicted.”
Angel looked confused: "Is it really soul magic? But I have never learned any soul magic..."
"My current speculation is that it is a soul spell. If you can release it a little bit, you may be able to get more information. Unfortunately, your current soul power is too little and you cannot meet the basic conditions for releasing it. Once it is forced
Release, maybe the end result is to be sucked dry... But I'm quite curious, how did you save yourself when you were sucked dry last time?" Nice said.
Angel shook his head: "I don't know either." He only knew that the parasitic mother was sucked away by the wound on his back, and then his soul suddenly became full. Because these things involve the nightmare world, Angel
I didn't say it out loud.
Nice: "Then there's absolutely nothing I can do."
"It's not impossible." Sanders came back from his thoughts and said to Nice: "He can't release the gray mist, isn't it because he has too little soul power? Just lend him a little soul power, wouldn't it be fine?