Main Text Volume Chapter 412 Soul Grassland

"Wish me good luck? Ha, you are being mysterious." Felicia raised her eyebrows and sighed softly without caring.

"Sister, why did he fall asleep?" Graya pointed at Angel who suddenly lay on the table and said with a confused look on her face.

Felicia smiled faintly: "Maybe... too tired."

Angel was brought into a peaceful and vast chaotic space by the fluttering butterflies. Angel was not unfamiliar with this world. He was forcibly pulled in by the parasitic mother when he was in the Sky Tower, and was later brought in by Nice.

This is the land of souls, a place where you don't know whether it is real or fake. It can be said to be inside the human body, or it can be said to be beyond the human body. It is widely believed by soul wizards to be in another dimension and the embodiment of the light of human spirituality in another dimension.

Angel didn't know what state he was in now. He only knew that there were many butterflies flying around him. He couldn't control himself and was taken to the depths of the land of souls by these butterflies.

He looked up and down, left and right, and found that he had no body now, and could not escape from the encirclement of butterflies. Angel thought for a moment. He had separated his soul and body before, so he was definitely not in the state of soul now. He was not in the transcendent thinking of "God's perspective" when he fought against the parasitic mother. Then, according to the general view of wizards, he was neither a soul nor had the ability to think for himself, so he should be a collection of consciousness now?

Angel temporarily accepted that he was in the state of consciousness cloud.

Then, he discovered a possible fact. He might not be carried by the butterflies, but was walking actively, and the butterflies followed him.

Only in this way can it be explained why the butterflies would replace his consciousness cloud with the land of souls.

Because to find one's own soul in the vast land of souls, there is no special means, only relying on self-consciousness as a coordinate.

In the flying of butterflies, Angel soon came to a familiar place.

He saw his soul. Unlike the last time he saw it, there was a grassland shining with green light under his soul, and there were things like cotton wool flying near the soul, which looked like snowflakes and dandelions.

The environment of the soul changed, and the soul itself changed. It became more solid and purer.

Then, his consciousness cloud suddenly broke away from the group of butterflies and merged into the soul.

The soul standing in the center of the grassland slowly opened its eyes.

…

Felicia felt Angel's consciousness cloud return to the soul, but she didn't care. This was already preset. She cared more about the soul that was so solid and seemed to be a real body; and the grassland under the soul's feet, which was obviously defensive.

Felicia thought for a moment and manipulated a butterfly into the grassland.

The butterfly moved leisurely, and the green grass and butterflies looked very harmonious, but this was only in the outside world. When Felicia's butterfly just stepped into Angel's soul grassland, the cotton wool that was flying irregularly in the air suddenly began to scatter spores. The spores fell to the ground to form new green grass. The spores stained the butterfly, and the butterfly began to decompose into energy and merge into the soul grassland.

"Green velvet?" Felicia narrowed her eyes. "Such a realistic simulated soul grassland, the quality of green velvet is very high, maybe it is already half-mature?"

While Felicia was guessing, Angel was also guessing what this soul grassland was.

Looking at the flying fluff and the projected spores, Angel immediately thought of: green velvet.

But the form of green velvet was not what it is now. Why did it change like this? Angel frowned. He couldn't take the initiative to enter the soul land, so he didn't know what happened in the soul land. He could only vaguely feel the movement of the soul... and the last time the soul moved was in the Soul Garden. He wanted to get close to the temple on the top of the mountain, and was directly shocked by the strong rhythm and fainted.

Could it be that the coma turned the green velvet into a grassland?

Angel didn't know why, but when he saw a butterfly enter the grassland and was directly melted into energy by the spores, he felt relieved. At least for now, the defensive ability of the green velvet is still there, and it should be more universal than before.

"Master Felicia?" The soul state cannot move or speak, but it is not difficult for Angel to use emotional fluctuations to transmit information.

After a while, a complex emotion came over: "Very beautiful soul grassland, it seems that my dark night butterfly dance is redundant."

"Since the master has seen it, there are defenses near my soul, why not retreat?" Angel looked at the group of butterflies dancing outside the soul grassland.

His soul is very pure, and the eyes of the soul are more transparent than the flesh, as if they contain stars in the sky.

Felicia couldn't help but secretly praise it. If these eyes were real, it would be great, she could dig them out and collect them.

"Retreat? Of course I will retreat. But I am very curious about your soul. Do you mind if I observe it for a while?" Felicia's emotions came.

Angel was silent. He knew that no matter how he refused, Felicia would never leave easily without satisfying her curiosity. So, what's the use of his answer?

"In return, I can tell you a piece of information." Felicia's emotions came again: "This piece of velvet is almost mature, and mature velvet may not be good for you."

"Why?"

"No reason, I'm not your mentor, if you want to know, go check it yourself." Felicia said lightly.

Angel fell silent again. In reality, Felicia sneered: "You're quite sensible."

With Angel's acquiescence, Felicia continued to observe his soul. Although ordinary souls have a basic appearance, most of them are translucent. Angel's soul looks almost the same as a real person, and it also materializes a robe.

If Angel's soul leaves his body, ordinary people probably can't tell whether it is a real person or a soul.

Such a solid soul, "Are you a soul system?" Felicia asked.

"No." Angel's emotions did not fluctuate.

It is indeed rare to have such a solid soul without being a soul system, at least it is rare during the apprenticeship period. But what kind of special attraction does such a soul have that can make Isabel, a wizard who is arrogant, look at it differently?

Felicia decided to continue testing.

The black and white butterfly, under the control of Felicia, flew into the soul grassland.

Compared with the previous black butterfly, this time the black and white butterfly was obviously more powerful. The velvet spores directly penetrated its body, but it was not stained at all, and it flew very leisurely.

The black and white butterfly's ease and comfort seemed to anger the green velvet. Countless green grasses pulled up from the ground and turned into vines. With an airtight attack, it surrounded the black and white butterfly.

But the black and white butterfly was not afraid at all and penetrated the vines directly.

As if it had its own illusory body, it escaped directly into another void under the attack of the vines.

Seeing that it was about to fly to Angel, the green velvet made a final effort to surround Angel tightly and bloomed white flowers.

However, when the black and white butterfly approached Angel, the vines that looked like a cage suddenly disappeared slowly and returned to the grassland.

"Did you take the initiative to cancel the protection?" Felicia asked.

Angel: "I can't resist it anyway, why bother."

Felicia laughed softly, not knowing whether she was mocking or proud.

The first black and white butterfly landed on Angel's soul. The second, the third... In the end, Angel's soul was covered with butterflies.

Angel closed his eyes and let the butterflies climb on the surface of his soul.

After a while, the black and white butterflies began to give feedback to Felicia.

"The quality of the soul is very high." "The degree of solidification has reached the peak of the apprentice value." "Hey, this seems to be..."

Felicia asked curiously: "You actually have a formal wizard-level soul fluctuation in your soul. Has a soul wizard ever transferred soul power to you? This kind of soul fluctuation is a bit like..."

Angel: "Dead soul redemption, Lord Nice."

"It's him, that old pervert is willing to spend at least five years of soul cultivation to help you solidify your soul?" Felicia asked curiously.

"The mentor took me there." Angel explained.

Felicia frowned, and a shadow of a person flashed through her mind.

She had never asked who Angel's mentor was because she had probably guessed the identity of that person. But in order to avoid subsequent troubles, she planned to take the initiative and test Angel's soul first in the case of "I don't know who you are". Even if the incident was traced back, she could use "ignorant" to shirk responsibility. And she felt that with that person's personality and indifference, he should not care about these things.

But after hearing Angel say this, Felicia doubted herself a little, did she guess the wrong person. According to Angel, his mentor cared about him very much, and even let that old pervert spend many years of intensive practice to help Angel refine his soul. Such diligent concern would be that cold-hearted person?

Could it be that she really guessed wrong. In fact, Angel's mentor is... Reinmut? Or Wallace?

If it was one of these two people, she would be a little confused. Both of them were very protective of their children, and they were in the range of people that Graya said she couldn't afford to offend. Among them, the "Silence Warlock" Reinmut was the actual ruler of the Savage Cave, a third-level wizard.

Felicia hesitated whether to continue.

After thinking about it, Felicia decided to ignore the possible situation. Anyway, she was an "ignorant" now, and she didn't really want to kill Angel. It shouldn't be a life-and-death struggle to explore the soul of an apprentice.

Putting aside these disturbing thoughts, Felicia continued to explore Angel's soul with the black and white butterfly.

This time, Felicia decided to go directly into Angel's soul and explore inside.

"The soul furnace has appeared, so it's no problem for this kid to practice soul magic." Felicia thought to herself: "But why do I always feel a strange sense of stagnation after entering his soul."