Chapter 217: War Soul
Chapter 217 War Soul
Quirkus said that the Wooden Teardrop could carry and hold a person’s emotions.
And Gray Moon had also said that with some technology similar to that of the Void Sac, it could be made into a portable bestiary for holding battle pets.
So for the time being, Heine wasn’t sure if the bottle in front of him contained emotions like anger or some powerful being disguised in an odd shape.
That’s why he still didn’t dare to touch this brown leather fragment rashly.
Only he remembered the red liquid that had been separated from Flathead’s soul.
Taking out the bottle filled with rage, the red liquid at the bottom remained peaceful.
“This is the ‘power of blood’ similar to wind attribute energy. There is no danger, I can guarantee it.”
Heine said looking to Dylan, “There may be a connection between the two, do you have any ideas?”
As a genuine necromancer who had created blood golems, Dylan specialized more in blood in his study of flesh, bone, and soul.
The Gitil family had also bred hundreds of blood servants, after all.
Dylan took the bottle and signaled Heine to open the spiritual barrier on the bottle’s mouth.
A trace of blood breath was pulled out.
The rich smell of blood immediately filled the entire cave.
Heine was somewhat unable to endure it, Dylan on the other hand had a face like normal.
“I have a question.”
He spoke, “According to you, the so-called ancestor spirits of the Zanros are all ordinary human soul mass plus a shared battle consciousness, so with the soul mass being sent to the phalanx in this blockade area in the mountains of Makara, where is the battle consciousness? Is it residual in this thing?”
Makes sense… …… Heine couldn’t help but think.
“But why can’t we feel it?” He asked.
Dylan: “If the consciousness is bound to the energy, then it’s mostly because we’re not at a level to absorb that energy …… Isn’t there another level 5 Zanroc captive? The guy with the snake-like appearance, his name is Carrick right?
“His ancestral spirit was plucked off by you, the soul mass was ripped away and the part that was reddish under the pupil of the dead returned to his body, where is he?”
“Unfortunately, there is nothing unusual about him.” Heine shook her head, “I went to talk to him about it before my skeletons raided the Zanello Plateau, he probably thought that Urza would have to come sooner or later and we’d have to die sooner or later, and didn’t cooperate at all.”
No sooner had he said this than two thuds came from outside.
Heine was startled, “Artillery?”
These were the two cannons that had been removed from the Fire Copper’s airship.
Because their power was greatly reduced after being swept by the shockwave of the dung truck, they were simply removed from the airship and placed here.
He hurriedly rolled out the four from the gladiatorial arena.
Mr. Sa: “Crap? What the hell? I was just learning Split Wind Vector from Saberia?”
Mr. Xia: “Who knows, the brothers aren’t also watching you.”
As they were brought out of the cave by Heine and brought to the source of the explosion, the four of them immediately let out a gasp.
Wei Diankui: “Crap what is this thing? A strange beast? What’s with this color (sǎi)?”
What appeared in front of the crowd was a huge blood-colored snake that had fallen in a pool of blood.
Rather than a snake, it was more like a leech.
It was roughly four meters long, its bloated body constantly writhing and contorting.
There were also several pieces of rags in the pool of blood, which were clearly Carrick’s clothes.
Without the need for Heine to explain, each of the four skeletons had already automated themselves.
Teacher Xia entered the dive, Catch the Goat stepped forward to fling out a black flying shield wrapped in holy light, and Guardian Kite’s Shadow Javelin had already been constructed, and
“You guys, you’re still too young! Dude is a hunter!”
Chief Sa struck his bow and shot an arrow, which was wrapped in a greenish-colored airstream and flew out before everyone’s attacks struck.
However, there was a gunshot that was faster than him.
The Blood Serpent’s body was instantly blown into two.
It twisted a few times with its last strength and stopped moving.
Mr. Sa: “Holy shit, my experience!!!”
Mr. Xia: “Bull ah hunter!”
Wei Temple Iris exclaimed, “Bull wow, bull wow, hunter!”
Catch the Goat: “Too young indeed.”
…
Todd jumps down from the platform where the gun rack is mounted in three steps and looks at Instructor Sa with an inviting look.
Instructor Sa: “Brother Wei, can you teach me how to hit the question mark?”
Guardian Iris: “Don’t even think about it, your intelligence is too low.”
Chief Sa: “Damn ……”
Crossing over to a group of skeletons, Todd arrives at Heine’s side.
He was about to report, but was interrupted by an exclamation from Dylan.
“This is ……”
Dylan’s eyes suddenly rounded as he drew his wand and flicked it into the air a few times, mouthing an incantation.
Heine also opened the pupils of the dead, and he saw a cloud of illusory silhouettes being pulled by Dylan.
Crap?
“What kind of spell is this?” He couldn’t help but be shocked.
Necromancers knew an axiom:
The process of the law of life and death was something that mortals could not intervene in, and the dead souls were bound to travel to the Shadow Realm first.
And the reason why Thanatos could be honored as the King of the Underworld and regarded as a pseudo-god by other believers was because He had literally interfered with the laws of the gods.
“The problem is not with me, as you can see, this is the soul that has escaped the law.”
Dylan said expressionlessly, “Theoretically this process can’t even be observed, certain powerful souls might be able to be seen, but it’s absolutely impossible to intervene, the souls of the Zanros are really not right.”
He tried to communicate with this mass of silhouettes, but all he got were ramblings and murmurs of unknown meaning.
“Well?” Heine asked, “Any response?”
“No. It’s as if it’s been soaking in a river of blasphemy, and it doesn’t even have the most basic human consciousness anymore.”
Dylan frowned.
The vapors in his hand struggled violently and showed signs of dissipating.
Heine suddenly had a heartbeat.
“Try this!”
He pulled the puddle of blood breath from the bottle, and the virtual shadow immediately stuck to it and blended in.
The blood energy that should have escaped then transformed into a blood-colored silhouette hanging in midair, motionless.
Dylan tried to communicate with it, and the shadow instead shrank back into the bottle like it was frightened.
“He’s resisting me, it’s a sign of heightened sentience, can you communicate with him?” He asked.
Heine shook her head as well.
“It seems to be some sort of messed up …… messed up idea polymer that can’t express itself accurately.”
The words were true, but in reality he had a strong sense of vestigial vision, but couldn’t say so explicitly under the current circumstances.
Here’s the zip file.
The zip file was openable, and he got a glimpse of some of its contents.
However it was all gibberish.
He was not a person who could absorb the power of blood, so there was no corresponding “opening method”.
It’s like opening an epub format e-book with notepad.
“If only we had a ‘river’ too.”
Dylan said suddenly.
“That way we could break apart the aggregated consciousness and look for useful information. Not just the souls from the Zanello Plateau, but even those black pollutants from the Demonweb you mentioned could be extracted in part for study.”
“I’d like to.”
Heine smiled bitterly, who wouldn’t want to.
The Underworld had it, the Blasphemy River that is.
Only that river was for shagging souls.
Weak undead souls shucked in it, hung up on pulp, and became more aggressive wandering souls, which could then be dispatched by necromancers.
Thinking about it, he looked to Todd.
“What’s going on here?”
“It’s Carrick, your captive who looks like a snake man. He was fine last night, but he slept through the night and just woke up crazy.
“The snake grew out of his body, and I watched that process with my own eyes, and it was very bloody.”
Todd palpitated, “His flesh and blood was torn, his body was stretched continuously, at first the limbs were still growing on his body, behind them all looked like …… right, like those withered beasts after being stabbed by Instructor Xia’s daggers, the flesh and blood of his limbs were hollowed out, became dried out, and crumbled when he rubbed it on the ground. ”
Heine: “Is anyone hurt?”
“No, I called people out when he first started to change, before I could inform you, it rushed out, luckily it didn’t have much of a brain, it was killed by two of my cannons, how to use this cannon is still something that Instructor Sa taught me!”
Todd straightened his chest and spoke with a frown on his face.
Heine patted his shoulder, “Not bad, little Sa taught me well, go thank him.”
“Yes, my lord!” Todd bumbled off to show off to Chief Sa.
Listening to a few people being insanely shady to Chief Sa, Heine couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Seeing his smile, Dylan looked at Todd again and seemed to understand something.
“You’ve trained him well.” He said, “It’s hard to imagine this kid crying in my dungeon three months ago.”
As he said that, Heine also remembered that Todd was actually a member of the Roaring Mercenaries back then.
“Yeah, it’s hard to imagine.” He lamented, “Actually, it’s not just him, many of them were trained well, after all, they had the best instructors.”
Hearing him say that, Dylan couldn’t help but look towards the plateau to the west.
“That clan is in a mess right now, aren’t you going to bring more people down? The wasteland to the west used to be occupied by that group of mages, and now they won’t be able to return for a while.”
Heine shook his head, “I have other uses for the wasteland in the west, as for those people …… I have no intention of letting them come down. We don’t have that many flying creatures, and relying on airships to transport them is too much to take a rechargeable stone for granted.”
Dylan couldn’t help but freeze, “So what are you going to do?”
Heine smiled mysteriously, “Who says they’re the only ones who can invade us?”
“What?”
Instead of explaining, Heine called General Sa and told him to go to the lord’s mansion to fetch Arthur over.
Watching Chief Sa ride away on Hui Yu, he heard the players spitting:
Mr. Xia: “If only I had a cell phone.”
Wei Temple Iris said happily, “You’re quite good at thinking, why don’t you want a forum?”
Catching Sheep: “Isn’t there a magic net, it will be fine.”
Hopefully.
Heine sighed in her mind.
……
It didn’t take long for Arthur to arrive.
Heine had him stand on the gladiatorial phalanx and opened the door, “I’m going to do an experiment on you.”
Arthur was stunned at first, then nodded, “Begin.”
This time it was Heine’s turn to be speechless.
“You didn’t even ask first?”
“Do I hear you?”
Fair enough. ……
Heine took out the bottle with the rage in it and picked the blood color out of it.
It turned into a figure as soon as it came into the air.
As if stimulated by the blood-colored silhouette, the Warrior Brother’s body also rose up with a rich blood light.
After the two met, surprisingly, it was the Warrior Brother that steadily suppressed the other.
Heine’s eyes were glowing as he watched, “How is it, any feeling?”
Arthur frowned, “It’s provoking me.”
“Do you think it’s good for you?” Heine asked.
“I don’t know, but I can try.”
Arthur looked the blood shadow up and down and suddenly swung a quick punch.
The latter darted back into the bottle like a rat meeting a cat.
Arthur grunted coldly.
“It’s too weak to be my opponent.”
Worthy of being a warrior brother!
Looking at how confident he was, Heine’s hanging heart dropped.
He then briefly explained the origin of this thing and the existence of “battle consciousness” among the Zanjos.
“…… I need you to help me ‘decipher’ this information, which may carry a large number of mixed emotions, I will activate the Soul Lamp, which is helpful in calming the chaotic emotions, but the rest is up to you.
“Although it has been exterminated once by a meta-soldier, I cannot guarantee that it will be safe.
“In the worst case scenario, once I realize that you are unable to maintain your sanity, I will have the Genin Soldiers separate your soul.
“This will save you, but from now on you will only be able to live in another form in the spell.”
After saying that, he looked at the other party.
“You can refuse.”
“Begin.”
Arthur didn’t hesitate.
“Good.”
Heine activated the Soul Lift Lamp and then sent this blood shadow to Arthur.
The two masses of blood light instantly merged, and he lost control of it.
However, the imagined painful image did not appear, and the blood light on Arthur’s body quickly retracted.
After only less than a minute, the warrior brother opened his eyes.
It was familiar eyes.
It was as if he was disinterested in everything, and only the battle could excite him.
“How does it feel?” Heine asked.
Arthur: “It doesn’t feel like much, a lot of people are arguing around me, they seem to be teaching me how to fight, those techniques are indeed good, but obviously not their own.”
“How do you know?”
“Because they were too weak, none of them could beat me.”
Heine’s heart fluttered and she looked to Dylan.
The latter asked, “What level are they probably all at?”
“Most of them are new recruits, with the occasional one or two that are not bad, and the strongest is only at the level of that thick-necked Zanjou that I fought with.”
Flathead ……
Heine was puzzled.
This basically confirmed all the previous suspicions.
It was true that there were a lot of ordinary people in these consciousnesses, but the fighting skills of the strongest had spread to them like “pollution”.
“And then?” Heine asked.
“After I made all those voices disappear, the guy who just provoked me, the shadow appeared.
“Without a word, he fought me and then disappeared.”
Heine: “Finished?”
“Finished.”
“So where’s the guy?”
“Doesn’t seem to be dead ……”
Arthur scratched his head, seemingly at a loss for words.
However, as he concentrated on his thoughts, a shadow appeared behind him.
That appearance was clearly the silver-colored Carrick!
Arthur reacted extremely fast, turning around and swinging a punch almost the instant Carrick appeared.
The punch was powerful and carried a strong wind pressure!
But the shadow dissipated a second before he threw the punch, and Arthur hit the air.
“The enemy is strong! Be careful on guard!”
Arthur’s face was grave.
Heine hurriedly relieved, “Don’t be nervous, that’s not an enemy, you summoned it.”
“I summoned it?”
The warrior brother was confused, even as bewilderment passed through his eyes.
“Didn’t they say that all the Zanjos summon are ancestors ……”
“Fake, they’re all fake!”
Heine cried and laughed, and hurriedly gave him the science.
“…… That’s not an ancestor at all, it’s just an ordinary soul that’s been implanted with a fighting consciousness.
“Anyway, you can understand him as your squire, now let’s test his strength.
“It can’t be exerted here, let’s try outside.”
The warrior brother nodded blankly, recalling the feeling of the “summoning” just now.
Carrick’s silhouette appeared again in silence.
After thinking about it, Heine decided to call it a “war spirit”.
(End of chapter)