This time, he did not activate the power of the magic energy array, but directly——
A shot burst out.
Countless white light tentacles sprouted from the barrel of the gun. After a burst of fangs and claws, the tentacles shrank and radiated inwardly, turning into a bullet like a meteor, dragging a long white tail and sinking into the body of the undead.
The undead screamed, collapsed to the ground, and curled up.
Angel took a few steps away from it and carefully observed the changes in the state of the undead.
It was trembling, its head shaking from side to side, as if struggling and in pain. Her black hair covered her face.
Slowly, its trembling calmed down.
"The undead have not disappeared? Could it be that this bullet was not used to destroy the undead?" Angel thought to himself, could this bullet actually help the undead?
Mysterious power is inherently weird. Angel still remembers that Promi once said that there is a mysterious prop called "Dream Conch on the Moonlit Coast", and its effect is to "ignore all levels and pull all non-living entities into dreams." This weird and useless mysterious prop, so far no one knows what it does...
Therefore, Angel doesn't find it strange that there are mysterious props that help the undead.
If it was really to help the undead, Angel's behavior just now was a bit abrupt. He silently took another step back, activated "Boundless Silence" in full effect, and completely concealed his figure.
The undead woman stopped moving.
But Angel noticed that it did not die, and a white light slowly filled her body.
Suddenly, she raised her head suddenly.
When Angel saw her face, his expression paused, because the face of this undead woman was not unfamiliar to him. He had seen it three days ago. In the bathroom of Furniss, the woman who had used his healing skills , a woman who accumulated resentment to the extreme and turned into a dead spirit when she died.
Angel remembered that she seemed to have said that she was the thirteenth daughter of King Guman. But she did not say her name. Perhaps she felt that her name was no longer important.
No wonder this undead has been staring at Castle Black, all her resentment comes from Castle Black.
While Angel was thinking, she looked up and let out a scream. Then the white light in her body began to surge up, all of it gushing into her head.
Under the illumination of the white light, Angel could vaguely see her delicate face in life, with clouded hair and picturesque features.
Angel was even more confused. What was the effect of this white light bullet?
Not long after, the white light disappeared. The face of the undead woman showed a strange change, half ferocious, half calm. On the ferocious side, she was still in the state of the undead, with white eyes like mist and blood vessels bulging like thorn roots; but on the calm side, But she has the appearance of a lady.
"Could it be that the white light bullet actually makes the undead return to their souls?" Angel's eyes flashed with surprise. The information he read in the book was that the soul's degeneration is irreversible. Once it becomes an undead, it will never return to the soul. Soul. But the situation in front of him confused Angel again. Half of the face of the undead woman remained unchanged, but the other half showed the gentleness that only ordinary souls can have.
Angel thought for a while and said in a low voice: "Who are you?"
As soon as his voice came out, the originally calm female ghost suddenly changed drastically, becoming half shocked and half vicious.
The undead woman looked left and right, but found no source of the sound, and actually began to retreat step by step.
Are you afraid? Angel let out a sigh and continued to speak: "Are you conscious? Do you remember who you are?"
"Do you remember King Guman?"
The female undead retreated even further, with a trace of doubt and confusion appearing on the normal half of her face.
"You are the thirteenth daughter of King Guman, and you were framed by the eldest princess to come here. Do you still remember?"
The female undead said "Ah", turned around and flew into the sky, running towards the depths of the black forest.
He ran away like this? Angel, who was "unable to fly", was confused. Even if he wanted to chase, there was nothing he could do.
"So, this bullet was just wasted?" Angel was on the verge of crying, but it wasn't that there was no news at all. At least he discovered that this undead woman did seem to have regained some sense.
Because on that half of the normal face, there are many non-undead expressions: such as calmness, gentleness, shock, fear, confusion, and confusion. These expressions are impossible to appear on an undead body. Could it be said that she is actually currently
The state of "half soul, half undead"?
Angel couldn't be sure and could only leave it to future research.
After this lesson, I won’t be able to pick targets so randomly next time I do my research. I should at least circle the area so that the target can’t escape, otherwise a bullet will be wasted.
Angel has not yet decided when his next research will be. But after he leaves Castle Black, it will not be easy to meet so many undead again, so he plans to take this opportunity to collect more white light bullets.
So, in the following time, Angel swept away the undead along the beginning of the black forest.
The undead in the Black Forest began to disappear on a large scale, and this obviously couldn't be hidden from Castle Black's spies.
Felicia took out the crystal ball and looked at Angel's behavior of clearing out the undead, with a confused look on her face: "What is he doing?"
Greya also joined in: "Maybe he is testing weapons? This kid has great potential. I remember that a year ago he was an ordinary mortal who was manipulated by all parties. I didn't expect that a year later he would be able to face so many undead.
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"Many official wizards hate facing the undead, but he is good." Greya looked at Angel and smiled very gently.
Felicia did not deny Angel's potential. She personally experienced Angel's almost promotion to the "Mysterious Alchemist", so she knew how outstanding this young man was.
But she was still a little confused about the scene in front of her: "This weapon has a very good killing power against the undead. It seems to be a magic energy array that kills undead in a large area... He should have a very rare enchantment alchemy inheritance. However, testing the weapon requires
Kill so many undead?"
Greya: "This weapon once absorbed half of the mysterious spirit. Probably, I wanted to find out what its mysterious effect was."
Felicia also felt that this might be the case, otherwise Angel's behavior would not be explained.
Greya thought for a moment and said: "Some mysterious props are useless, and some mysterious props have amazing effects even if they are only half of them, such as the soul bead manufacturing disk in the Garden of Living Souls. Angel's revolver gun
, the specific effect is currently unknown, but I hope he won’t be too unlucky.”
While Felicia and Greia were talking, in a quiet room in the Soul Realm on the second underground floor of Castle Black, Isabel slowly opened her eyes.
She heard what Greya said, and there was a trace of sarcasm on her lips: "How can the mysterious props be useless? It's just that they are not used in the right place."
After saying that, Isabel turned her eyes to Angel's position.
She watched Angel kill the undead quietly without saying a word. After a long while, she smiled slightly: "I have done a good thing for Castle Black. I have wanted to get rid of the disease for a long time, but the atmosphere in the castle has not changed.
It will never be eliminated.”
Isabel closed her eyes and entered a meditative state again.
Angel killed for nearly three days and eliminated countless undead. Finally, he loaded all six bullet sheaths in the magazine, and the six bullets shone with white light, ready to go.
In the past three days, he had traveled almost all of the hundreds of miles around Castle Black.
After confirming that the white light would no longer flow back to the dead, Angel put away his gun and prepared to go home.
On the way back, Angel didn't see a single undead, which showed how hard he worked in cleaning up the dead in the past few days. When passing by the cemetery, Angel paused and went down the well to see Huahua.
When he arrived at the cave where Huahua was, Angel was stunned.
Huahua was sitting at the desk reading obediently. The reason why he was in a daze was because the layout of Huahua's room had changed. She dismantled the original bed and put the wood aside. She seemed to want to make something.
Her current bed has become a hammock, hanging in the middle of the room.
In addition, he also found that Huahua's skirt had also changed. Although it was still a goose-yellow dress, there were many more tiny flowers on the skirt. Angel saw the scissors on the table and the cut quilt cover.
, there was clarity in his eyes.
It seems that Huahua is not willing to be lonely here, and actually started doing handicrafts.
After thinking about it, Angel created another illusion. This illusion was filled to the brim with a lot of imaginary materials, including wooden boards, pieces of paper, threads, cloth... Angel placed this illusion parallel to the window.
It is very hidden, but you can still find it if you observe more.
After doing all this, Angel turned around and left quietly without disturbing Huahua.
On the way back, a smile appeared on Angel's lips. He originally left a fantasy world for Huahua, just to comfort her, but he didn't expect that he could still play like this.
If the illusion could reflect the properties of real materials, he could even practice drawing magic energy arrays and alchemy in the illusion, so that he would not waste materials. But unfortunately, even if he gave special properties to the materials in the illusion, it would be taken for granted.
Yes, there is no real logic at all, so it is still useless. But simply connecting fantasy to painting or ordinary crafts is no problem.
When he returned to Castle Black, Angel found Grea and Felicia in the hall.
When he entered the hall, he was actually a little nervous. He was afraid that Felicia would talk about that day and ask who the woman with stitches was. But what surprised him was that Felicia just smiled at him and greeted him without asking.
Other things.
Greia waved to him with a smile: "Angel, come and sit."
Angel noticed that Greya's expression was not ignorant and youthful, but mature and charming. He tentatively called out: "Ms. Greya?"
Seeing Angel's cautious look, Grea couldn't help but smile: "I'm serious, the other little girl is sleeping."
Another little girl? Angel was stunned, always feeling like he knew some important information.
He came over and sat on the sofa opposite Gloria.
"I discovered that Toby has a very special feather..."