Main Text Volume Chapter 403 Mysterious Soul

Diablo saw from the corner of his eye that the black-haired woman next to him was already silent, and he didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

"You probably didn't expect to die here, did you?" Diablo felt a sense of grief: "Angel, we were killed by you today..."

Let him die, what made Diablo feel the most wronged was that Angel didn't deliberately kill him. Unintentional involvement might not even trigger the contract, which means that his death today would be in vain.

Diablo's breath was getting weaker and weaker. In his perception, there seemed to be a black hole on his forehead. As long as his soul passed through this black hole, he would die... He was trying his best to resist, and he would never bow to the black hole.

At this moment, when Diablo thought he was going to die, a light shield suddenly covered him.

With the intervention of this light shield, all the hurricanes and high pressures from the outside world were blocked. Diablo sat down on the ground, and the black-haired woman next to him also fell from the wall to the ground.

Diablo kept panting: "Hoo-hoo-hoo-so good, I'm saved."

Diabolo spread his limbs, not caring about the blood on the ground, and lay down directly, letting his body slowly recover from the high pressure.

When he felt a little better, he slowly climbed up and wanted to go over to see the condition of the black-haired woman. Since he was not dead, he had to consider how to leave the Black Castle. The black-haired woman was their only hope to get out.

But before he could climb over, a faint aroma of wine came from the sky.

Diabolo turned his head and saw a group of black and white butterflies fluttering in front of him, forming an elegant female phantom.

"Madame Butterfly." Diablo hurriedly stood up and bowed. Seeing this giant appear, he basically understood that the light shield that protected their safety must have come from the adult in front of him, "Thank you for saving me."

"If it weren't for the unexpected disaster, I wouldn't want to save you." Felicia's expression was cold, and her eyes glanced at Diablo lightly: "But, what I didn't expect was that you guys were quite good at tossing."

Diabolo's expression was slightly embarrassed, "It's not my fault... It has nothing to do with me, he decided to refine it himself."

Faced with the pressure of the wizard, Diablo sold out his teammates without hesitation.

Felicia sneered: "Tell me, who is the one who is making trouble? Which alchemist's disciple is it, Gu Xiluo? Or Midora?"

Diabolo's expression froze, and he stammered: "His name is Angel, but I don't know his identity."

How could Felicia believe that the one who dared to break into the Black Castle to save Diablo must have a deep connection with him. As she waved her sleeves, a butterfly with black and white stripes fluttered and landed on Diablo's shoulder.

As the butterfly fell, Diablo froze. Except for his eyes, everything else was completely stiff.

"His name." "He said it was Angel."

"His identity." "I don't know. He said he was from the Savage Cave. No other information has been revealed."

"Who is his mentor?" "I don't know either."

Felicia frowned. She used magic to communicate directly with Diablo's mind, so his answer should not be a lie. But the information Diablo gave was too strange. Savage Cave? This is a powerful wizard organization, but do they have any powerful alchemists?

Felicia thought for a moment. Could it be 'Rose Crown' Lianna? That's not right. Lianna is not an alchemist. And if she remembered correctly, Lianna's main alchemy direction was pharmacy, and it was an extremely rare branch of pharmacy, fragrance refining.

But apart from Lianna, she couldn't think of any other alchemists in the Savage Cave?

However, when it comes to the Savage Cave, she also thinks of another person...'Master of Illusion' Sanders. Igulo. This kid's illusion is also very outstanding. Could he be Sanders' apprentice?

Felicia shook her head. If Sanders accepted a new apprentice, and he was a natural alchemy wizard, according to Sanders's popularity, whether it was gossip magazines or gossip, it should have spread throughout the Southern Region. She had never heard of the name "Angel" and had never seen it in journals, so it should have nothing to do with Sanders.

Originally, Felicia wanted to know the identity of that person, so that even if his mentor came to her, she would have an excuse to deal with it. But she didn't expect that this apprentice named Angel was actually an unknown person.

What a pity.

Felicia regretted closing the teleportation array. If she had known that this guy had a skill and had nothing to do with the puppet master, she would have forced him to stay in the candy house.

But now, he played a bad card.

Felicia looked at the place where the black and gray aura gathered, with a trace of regret on her face. It was a bad hand to refine the props to overcome the undead here.

Just when Felicia thought that Angel would definitely not survive this strange omen and die. The black and gray aura suddenly flowed and slowly shrank.

Felicia's real body was still at the gate of the Black Castle. She raised her head and looked at the sky. The oppressive aura above her head became stronger and stronger, almost reaching a peak. In this case, why did the aura at the source begin to fade? Felicia's mind moved.

Could it be that this apprentice could really survive such a strange omen?

This is a bit impossible. According to the strength of the strange omen in the outside world, I am afraid that she is not absolutely sure to survive this strange omen with her strength. How can he survive as an apprentice?

Felicia couldn't figure it out, but the facts were already in front of her.

The black breath that enveloped Angel was greatly reduced, becoming thinner and weaker. The most important thing is that the ghost cloud in the sky was also shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the ghost cloud was shrinking, its breath was more compelling, even to the point that Felicia couldn't look directly at it.

Felicia watched helplessly as the ghost cloud in the sky finally shrank into a dark soul.

This dark soul was about three meters tall and its appearance could not be seen clearly. It had huge horns on its head, a graceful and hot body, crow-black wings on its back, and held a black trident whose shape could not be seen clearly.

Just a silhouette, it looked like a female demon in the abyss.

As soon as this strange soul appeared, it vibrated and called out, and oppressed all the undead in the thousands of miles of black forest. They were crying, but unlike the previous sobbing, this time they were all scared to cry, because it was a powerful soul whose soul level was countless levels higher than theirs, showing off their status.

When Felicia saw this strange soul, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This dark and strange soul, if we only talk about strength, may not be as good as her. But the reason for her faster heartbeat was not the strength of the strange soul, but the faint fluctuations coming from it...

This fluctuation carries the power of the world's will.

If she saw it correctly, this power has another name, its name: mystery.

This is a mysterious world, this is a mysterious power, this is a mysterious soul!

Felicia turned her head and looked at Angel's alchemy place with burning eyes. Could it be that she was going to witness the birth of a mysterious thing today? !

If it is really a mysterious thing, she must grab it no matter what!

Every mysterious thing has a special rule. Some rules can even bypass the basic laws, which shows how terrible the mysterious things are.

There is only one mysterious thing in the whole candy house. It was the "Spirit of Butterfly" in her hand. If she gets another mysterious object, the protection of the gourmet wizards in the organization will be higher!

Felicia was very anxious. If the mysterious object could really be born, she would not only take the mysterious object away, but also the person who refined the mysterious object. An apprentice alchemist could refine a mysterious object that many alchemy masters could not refine. This reason alone was enough for her to make the decision to kidnap.

When Felicia's heart was beating and she was looking forward to it.

Suddenly, a clear male voice came out from the black air.

"Refine, it!"

The two syllables were like magical power. The powerful mysterious soul in the sky screamed and began to disintegrate into slag. All the mysterious energy fell into the underground ninth floor of the Black Castle at a very fast speed.

The mysterious power began to slowly fall to Angel's side.

At the same time, the black clouds around him slowly disappeared, revealing his figure. Angel was holding a silver streamlined strange weapon in one hand, his eyes were full of light, his fingers were like playing a piano, with extremely rhythmic rhythm, all the mysterious power, under his command, fell into the silver weapon.

"Sure enough, he is not dead! He really survived this strange omen?! Moreover, the mysterious thing is about to be born!" Felicia's eyes burst with joy. She didn't want to think about how Angel survived the strange omen now. All her attention was on the silver weapon.

Felicia didn't restrain her voice. So Diablo, who was standing aside, also heard it. He was confused at first, and then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This look of surprise slowly spread. In the end, he even opened his mouth wide, his eyes were dull, and his face was full of surprise, which was comparable to the humorous actor in the pantomime.

"Mysterious object? Angel? Are you kidding?" Diablo felt like he was sitting on a small boat in the wind and waves, with twists and turns, falling from a flat surface into the abyss, and finally being rescued by Felicia to the sea level, and then frightened by Angel refining a mysterious object and flying into the air.

This mental journey made him feel as if he was in a dream. Or, he was actually dead, and these were all illusions?

As the mysterious power was poured in, the silver weapon became brighter and brighter, and its grade soared all the way.

Just when everyone thought that the mysterious object was about to be born, a soft female voice suddenly came to everyone's ears from an unknown place.

"Without consent, stealing the accumulation of thousands of years of my Black Castle... Even if it is a serious illness, it is not yours, and using it to achieve your reputation as a mysterious alchemist. Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate?"