Before Angel could think about the answer to this question, he saw Nice shouting loudly in a complaining tone: "I said, old man, you are wrong. You are trying to trick an old friend for your own students. It hurts my heart so much."
Already."
"Don't you want to know the truth about that gray fog?" Sanders crossed his arms over his chest, looking aloof.
"I think about it, but I'm not in a hurry. Isn't it enough to wait for Angel to grow up for a while and have enough soul power?" Nice doesn't mind waiting for decades. Anyway, wizards have a long lifespan. Sometimes,
It takes years or even decades to study a topic. Maybe by the time he has thoroughly researched the gender topic at hand, Angel's soul power will be up to par.
The two have known each other for nearly a hundred years, and although their relationship is not as "an old friend" as Ness said, it's still pretty good. At least Sanders knows Ness well enough. As soon as he sticks his butt out, you know what he's about to fart.
Sanders: "Do you think your apprentice can wait decades before attacking Angel?"
Nice frowned and thought to himself: Yes, he can wait for decades, but maybe by the time Angel's soul power is enough, Saka will have already killed Angel.
However, Nice turned around and thought: "It doesn't matter if you kill him, the soul is still there anyway."
Sanders mocked: "I said that even if Angel dies, I will take away his soul. Do you think I will lend you my soul then?"
Nice: You will! But you will definitely cheat me out of a lot of magic crystals when the time comes!
Sanders added: "Even if your apprentice did not kill Angel, by the time Angel's soul power takes shape, he must have been promoted to an official wizard. By then, he will know what the gray mist is, so why bother?"
Come to beg you?"
Nice thought about it and it seemed to make sense.
Sanders further increased the temptation: "Even if he agrees to let you study it at that time, from the principle of equivalent exchange, a wizard exposing Chicheng's soul to another wizard means that he even risked his life. He used
Life is used as a bargaining chip, so what price can you pay to make him trade with you at the risk of his life?"
There was a trace of struggle on Nice's expression, because Sanders's last words were simply heartbreaking. It seemed that if he missed today, no matter what he chose, he would have to pay a heavy price in order to get the opportunity to study Angel's soul.
But if he wanted to know the truth about the gray mist now, he had to give in the power of his soul. And in order not to be rejected by Angel's soul, he had to give in the most quintessence of his soul power, which was equivalent to consuming his own cultivation and for the sake of peace.
Geer condensed his soul.
On the one hand, it will consume cultivation now, and on the other hand, it will pay a heavy price in the future. Nice's face was very hesitant, and it was a bit difficult to make a choice.
However, Angel, who was used as a "bargain" by the two men to exchange cups and drinks, felt inexplicably miserable.
After a while, Niss thought about it for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, I will temporarily lend him the power of my soul." Niss turned to Angel and said: "This time, I will give you an advantage, in order to lend it to you.
I will consume at least two years of cultivation, and your soul can be purified through this... You really have a good mentor!"
Sanders: "There is no such thing as anyone taking advantage of the other. Don't you also want to know what the gray fog is? As a soul master, maybe you can analyze more connotations of the gray fog. Maybe you can too.
How about practicing this soul technique? Therefore, it would be too easy for you to use this kind of words to gain favors with nothing."
Nice just pointed out the harm to himself and the benefits of soul power to Angel, naturally to ask for a favor. Although Angel is very good at the moment, who can tell clearly in the future? How can he ask for a favor casually?
Happy but not doing anything.
Nice was not upset that Sanders had poked his head in this way. Anyway, Sanders could not stop Angel from taking note of this favor. It all depended on Angel's own values; he only needed to point it out.
That's it, let Angel know what he is going to do next, and let Angel make his own judgment on the rest.
"Everyone's soul power is different. The alien soul power will be rejected when it enters the body, so I can only lend you the refined soul power without attributes." Nice explained to Angel as he began
Refining the power of your own soul: "You have to know it in your mind. After the power of the soul fills your body and is enough to move the gray mist, you should stay away from me. Otherwise, even if you have refined the power of the soul, you will not be able to use it in the end."
You didn't accumulate it yourself, and it won't be good for you if you have too much."
After Angel confirmed it was correct, Nice walked up to Sanders and said, "I will leave my body to your care."
Let's talk, Nice sat down cross-legged, and immediately followed a soul ribbon technique, and Nice's soul body came out of the shell directly.
Angel discovered that Nice's soul was different from other people's souls. He was clearer and more solid. From the appearance, he didn't have any soul characteristics at all, just like a real person. If Angel hadn't watched Nice's soul come out in person,
It's hard for him to judge.
After turning into a soul, Nice drifted to Angel's side.
"I'm going to start. After the power of my soul enters your soul body, you will start preparing to pry up the gray mist."
"clear!"
The next moment, little gleams of light appeared on Nice's body, which were the most essence of soul power. These rays of light surrounded Nice, like fireflies and dreamy.
"Absorb it! Until you can pry away the gray mist." Ness shouted.
Absorbing these rays of light seems to be the instinct of the soul. Angel only needs to gently approach the rays of light, and the soul will actively absorb these rays of light into the body.
As the essence of soul power entered his body, Angel felt as if a huge furnace appeared in the depths of his soul, burning his soul fiercely.
Every bit of shining light entering the body is like a combustion accelerant, falling directly into the furnace, making the nameless flames burn even hotter.
The energy of the soul was originally dead, but at this moment, all the energy began to become active and boiling. Angel felt like water in a hot pot, constantly smoking and spitting out hot bubbles.
The soul was being calcined, and the power began to boil and become abundant. Although Angel felt a little uncomfortable, thinking of Nice's words, he resisted the burning of his soul and began to pry away the gray mist hidden deep in his soul.
As the power of his soul expanded, Angel became more able to control the gray mist.
Angel could only make slight adjustments at first, but now he can control a small piece of mist to move outward.
After about a minute or two, the effect of the shining light entering the body began to be saturated, and the power of the soul was burned to the extreme by the furnace. Angel felt that the soul was extremely sufficient and full, and under his control, the gray mist was enough to go out.
dispersion.
At the same time, Angel's soul began to swell. He immediately left the scope of Yingguang and floated farther away.
When Nice saw Angel leaving, he also took back the radiant light outside his body.
At this time, Nice's soul is a little more erratic than the initial solidification. Although it is still not obvious, if you are careful, you can already tell the difference between the real person and the soul.
Nice returned to the hospital, his face was a little pale and his energy was lower than before.
"It was a big loss this time. I thought it would take at most one or two years of cultivation, but the quality of that kid's soul actually reached such a level that even the soul furnace appeared! This time I spent at least four or five years of cultivation.
Cultivation!" Ness complained repeatedly and roared at Sanders: "Are you sure this guy is really not a soul type? Even if he is a nightmare body, the quality of his soul is not so high, right?"
"The Nightmare Soul Body is also divided into levels." Sanders pointed at Angel: "The level of his Nightmare Soul Body should be higher than mine."
"The Nightmare Soul Body is divided into levels? Does this system have classes?" Nice didn't know much about the Nightmare Soul Body. He only knew that it was a special physique created by Sanders: "Are you sure he doesn't have soul talent? My Soul Furnace
He was barely summoned by a second-level apprentice. This guy has never cultivated a soul, but his soul is of high quality and can generate a soul furnace?!"
"No, he has a talent for illusion." Although Sanders said it with certainty, he was actually not very sure, because when the tree spirit tested Angel's talent, he once said that Angel has a talent for the mysterious illusion system.
, he also has another talent, and it is also a mysterious talent, but his spiritual sea defense is too strict, and forcing a breakthrough will cause harm to him, so the tree spirit did not detect the second talent.
Sanders thought to himself: Could it be that his second talent is the soul talent?
Regardless of whether Angel has soul talent or not, Sanders has no intention of saying it before he is promoted to an official wizard. If he can't even take care of one talent, he will rashly get involved in another completely different field. In the end,
Maybe you didn't learn anything.
"Talent is just a reference and is not an inevitable condition for measuring a person's future direction. I think Angel should also achieve success if he learns soul magic." Nice said.
"Maybe." Sanders said lightly, "Why don't you go and see the specific effects?"
"Go, go, go!" Niss said angrily: "This time it's really a loss! My five years of work is at least worth that kid's ten or eight years of practice. After his soul has been cut off this time, he will probably be in the apprenticeship stage again.
There is no one whose soul quality can surpass his."
Sanders smiled: "If you think about it differently, at least the people in Shuangyue will stop trying to persuade you to go to the front line if they see you like this."
"Frost Moon Alliance..." Nice sneered and said nothing.
Nice took Angel to a deeper underground cave dedicated to testing spells. This was a completely metal room with a magic energy array carved into the ground for protection. Nice asked Angel to stand in the middle, with various alchemy tools aimed at him.
Angel, just to record the accurate data of the gray fog.
"It should be enough to release the soul spell once. It's right here. Let me see what this gray mist is." Nice's eyes were shining: "If it can be analyzed, I won't suffer too much this time."
The fullness of soul power kept Angel in a state of painful suffering. After hearing Nice's words, his suppressed state could finally relax.
Inspiring his soul, Angel released all the soul power he had received from Nice. The gray mist in Angel's body surged out crazily at this moment!
Just when the gray mist left Angel's soul body, a strange aura enveloped the underground cave...
When the gray mist spread, the thick and steady power was immediately sensed by them.
"How is it possible?! This is..." Nice's eyes were full of surprise: "I remembered it, and I said how could it be so familiar! This is the rhythm of the law that appeared that day!"
Ness reacted immediately and yelled: "Damn it! Sanders, you tricked me again!"
Sanders felt the familiar vein, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes: "It's indeed true, this is... the vein of gravity."