Chapter 297: Infernal
Chapter 297: The Infernal World
After Cadiz answered a few questions that frustrated Saul, his white ink had changed from its original light white color to almost gray, with a font so slender that it was intermittent.
Seeing that Sol was dissatisfied with Cadiz’s answers, Herman immediately jumped out.
The diary flipped forward two pages.
Herman: [Master, I know a bit more about the Lost Soul Flower].
“Speak.” Saul was already too lazy to ask one item at a time.
[When the seed of the Lost Soul Flower leaves a mark within the spiritual body of a person or other creature, this mark can gradually become stronger under deliberate cultivation, thus realizing control over the host. While it will not alter a person’s memories as the host claims, it can cause a person to become delirious for a short period of time, or exert a powerful influence at a critical moment to cause a certain move to be made. The content of that move needs to be inscribed within the seed before the imprint is planted though. Cultivation simply makes that influence stronger.]
“It’s like a mental suggestion.” Sol nodded, his tightly furrowed brow loosening a little, “It can prompt a person to act in a certain way through subconscious influence. It seems that I’m also nothing more than a tool person that Land Rover wants.”
As a quasi-third level apprentice, Sol did not feel disappointed.
If everyone treated him, a third level apprentice, as a full-fledged wizard, then only then would he need to get nervous.
[In addition, there was another use for the mark, and that was mark blasting. Detonating it directly within the spirit of the marked person can also cause a great deal of lethality.]
“Short time control, instant control and detonation …… This Lost Soul Flower is indeed very powerful and versatile, it’s no wonder it can become a land traveling boat’s crushing treasure. If not for the scarce number of seeds, the Land Rowing Boat would definitely be more than its current size.”
At this time, Agu but ran out again.
Agu: [Master, this Lost Soul Flower seems to be powerful, but in reality, it has many limitations, and it is even less useful for formal sorcerers. If you want to slightly control a formal sorcerer’s movements, you either need to use the main flower of the Lost Soul Flower or need a long time to cultivate it. Not to mention the fact that the master’s diary could engulf the mark the moment it was discovered. Other formal sorcerers, even if they are not as powerful as the master, surely have other means to remove the mark.]
“Also, the concealment of this mark isn’t very strong. It’s still easy to spot as long as the spirit power reaches the official sorcerer level. Unless the third person Cadiz said had a way to remove the presence of the mark, it would still cause me to be alerted and report it to the tower master.”
If Saul hadn’t already bound the diary as his own locator before entering the Black Fortress, I’m afraid that there really wasn’t a way to immediately discover the existence of the imprint, and by then, once the third person came to take over, as long as he wasn’t put in an immediate death crisis, he really might be controlled without realizing it.
If he returns to the Sorcerer’s Tower with the imprint, and makes certain moves at a critical moment, causing a huge loss to the tower owner ……
Saul didn’t feel that Golza would forgive himself.
Those who counted on him knew that he was powerful, sent a third level apprentice to ambush him, and also utilized the slender ghostly shadows that the Bree wizard could send in without alerting the Devil Vine.
This man knew something about Thor and was familiar with the Black Keep.
“The more I think about it, the more suspicious I find Lady Yura!” Saul clasped his hands to his chest and tapped his index finger on his arm continuously.
The Devil’s Vine on the side felt that it was strange that Saul had been standing there with a shifting expression after he came in and asked it two questions, though. But it, which was already almost emptied by the small algae, didn’t dare to speak up and comment.
“If I am planted with a seal, then in order to ensure that the influence of the Lost Soul Flower Seed on me can be sustained, or to prompt me to make a certain move at a critical moment, then the person who maintains the seal must often be able to access me in order to do so …… This person must be a person from the Sorcerer’s Tower to be able to do so! ”
Saul stood up straight at once, his eyes dripping.
“Wait, maybe I can ……”
He hurriedly let his journal flip to Cadence’s page again, “Cadence, before and after you launched your attack on me, did you communicate with anyone about the circumstances and outcome of our battle?”
[No, no.
Cadiz’s weakness was evident from his handwriting.
“That is to say, the fact that you failed to complete the seal is currently known only to you and me.”
[…… Yes.]
The corner of Sol’s mouth curled up slightly.
“The Infernal Experiment, step one, will I be able to simulate an imprint?”
The diary within the spirit body suddenly spat out a dull, lightless seal.
Sol instantly recognized that it was the mark that the Lost Soul Flower Seed had once left inside his spirit body. Saul immediately prodded it through his spiritual power, and it easily made him blink.
“Very well, the mark is there, as fake as a child. I was going to use my spiritual power to simulate one. I didn’t expect the diary to do it for me so easily. So, can the diary decipher what information was imposed inside the seal inside?”
Unfortunately, there was no feedback from the diary this time.
Thor was not discouraged, and he lightly clapped his hands.
“In any case, the imprint is there.” He once again looked at the diary within his spirit body, “So, Cadiz, what kind of mark did your mentor ask you to leave at the entrance of the Black Fortress Forest?”
Cadiz’s handwriting, so light that it was indistinguishable, finally broke off after answering Saul’s last question.
The fifth chapter of the black pages of the book just shattered and disappeared within Saul’s mental body, the fragments burrowing back into who knows where.
“Devil’s Vine, can you check to see if anyone is watching near the entrance to the Black Fortress Forest?”
[I can’t get a hold of information from places too far away].
“Really,” Sol smashed his mouth, “I’d better do it then.”
He stepped forward, about to press his hand against the Devil’s Vine.
[Wait, wait, wait, Lord Sol! I’ll try, I’ll try, no no, I’m sure I can see it!!!]
Saul’s hand stopped a centimeter away from the Devil Vine’s main rhizome.
Although he was threatening the Devil Vine, he was actually secretly relieved not to have to commune with the plant again.
“It’s a matter of my safety next, so please make sure you take a closer look.”
[Okay, okay.
Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the Black Fortress Forest.
A blood-covered, stumbling figure arrives near the forest, he nearly falls as he approaches the entrance, holds the trunk of a tree with one hand, leaving a blood-stained, tender green branch on it, and turns to walk in the other direction, resuming his journey into the woods and disappearing into the gloom.
About an hour later, a group of soldiers patrolling the border passed by the Black Fortress Forest and were about to return to Mobei City.
At this moment, a knight at the head suddenly noticed a slight bloodstain on a tree trunk by the roadside.
“Go over and take a look.” He said as he casually pointed at a soldier.
The chosen soldier was a bit reluctant, they ordinary people did not want to deal with the forces of the Sorcerer’s Tower.
Not to mention the absolute inability to climb up the ladder, it was also especially easy to not return once they were gone.
But this time the soldier was lucky, he went over, padded his feet and looked around, his neck stretched extremely long, his body hard and not too close.
When he got a good look, he ran back in a huff.
“My lord, there is a mutilated bloody handprint on the trunk of the tree, and some branches and leaves are broken on the ground nearby, but looking at the footprints on the ground they should not have left the forest in the end. There is also a small amount of blood stains on the ground.”
The soldier reported seriously without noticing that the knight was just looking at his collar.
There fell a blood-stained tender green sprout.
“…… Lord, do we need to report it up?”
“No need.” The knight gave a tug on the reins, letting the warhorse move forward slowly, “It looks like it’s another ordinary person who mistakenly entered the Black Fortress Forest, people who don’t abide by the ban like this deserve to die even if they do.”
Try hard, let’s see how many chapters I can write today
(End of this chapter)