Main Text Volume Chapter 413 One Glance

In addition to the feeling of stagnation, Felicia also felt a dangerous omen that made her scalp tingle.

But Felicia was not afraid but happy. As a formal wizard, had she experienced less danger? For her, any great danger represented a great opportunity.

No matter how dangerous it was, what kind of threat could an ordinary wizard apprentice bring?

The soul butterfly transformed by Felicia kept flapping colorless scales on Angel's soul, and these scales fell on the surface of his soul.

This scale is actually the purest soul power, which is not harmful to Angel's soul, but can increase its activity. But she is a part of Felicia after all, so she can use it to observe all the changes in the depths of Angel's soul.

Last time, when Nice was studying his soul, Sanders was clamping beside him, so Nice could only rely on the Wanguang instrument to observe the changes in the soul from a distance; this time, Felicia is not a soul wizard, and the only way she can check the soul is to go deep into the soul.

When the scale powder fell into Angel's body, Felicia kept feeling the feedback.

After a while, her brows suddenly frowned.

Why do I feel a strange vein in Angel's soul? This seems to be... the vein of the law? Is this the reason why Isabel said his soul is special? Felicia was about to explore more deeply, and suddenly, another scale powder sent a new message.

——There is an extremely pure soul power, which is slowly merging into Angel's soul.

Felicia looked to the other side, and she saw a wound, a wound on the back of Angel's soul. It looks like an ordinary scratch.

In this scratch, there is a very subtle, but very pure soul power, which is flowing out from the wound and replenishing Angel's soul.

In theory, if there is a wound on the soul, it is lucky not to leak the soul power. This wound not only did not leak out, but also continued to replenish soul power. Moreover, according to Felicia's observation, the soul power flowing out was of extremely high quality, although the amount flowing inward was imperceptible.

What kind of wound is this? Not only did it not leak out, but it also flowed inward?

If it was flowing continuously and uninterruptedly, it would become older and older. After thousands of years, the soul power flowing out of this wound alone would be enough to push Angel's soul to the top.

Felicia became curious and silently observed the wound. The wound looked really ordinary, but it was a bit inexplicable when it was placed on the soul. Unless it was caused by special injuries, the injuries of the soul were reversible, and ordinary wounds would heal spontaneously as long as the soul returned to the land of souls and flowed over time.

According to visual observation, this wound should be an ordinary wound. But why is there no sign of healing?

Not only is there no sign of healing, but where did the pure soul power that flowed out inexplicably come from?

"Do you know that there is a wound on the back of your soul?" Felicia asked.

Angel was silent for a long time, and sighed in his heart: "I know."

"What kind of wound is this? How was it caused?" Felicia continued to ask.

"I also want to know what the wound is, but no one can answer me, including my mentor. As for the adults asking who caused it..."

Angel's mind flashed the face of the woman, and his emotions suddenly began to fluctuate. He forced himself to suppress the churning in his heart and said quietly: "A woman with stitches on her face, she left me with a wound."

Felicia could feel that Angel's words this time were not lying. But a woman with stitches on her face? Felicia thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out who it was.

Felicia tried to touch the wound.

But at this moment, Angel's emotions fluctuated: "Lady Felicia, it's best not to touch the wound. The woman might feel it."

"Felicia? So what." Felicia said with disdain: "Don't you want to know who she is? I'll help you take a look."

As the wound was touched, Angel fell silent.

After a while, a familiar itching sensation came from the wound on his back.

As the itching appeared, a scream cut through the hall of the Black Castle and directly penetrated into the land of souls.

This scream came from Felicia's mouth.

At the same time, Graya, who was sitting opposite Felicia, was also startled by the scream. She raised her head and looked at Felicia with puzzled eyes: "Sister, what are you..."

The childish voice just said halfway, and suddenly the tone changed, changing into a charming and mature voice: "No, what happened to Felicia?!"

Not only did the voice change, but the eyes also became sharp. Obviously, the real "King Kong Barbie" Graya appeared.

Felicia continued to scream, her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness. She grabbed Angel and wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak at all.

Greya's eyes were filled with confusion and anxiety. As soon as she raised her hand, the magic model came out and checked Felicia's current state.

But there was a strong flash of energy around Felicia, and she couldn't detect any situation at all.

Greya looked at Angel, who closed his eyes, his face calm and unperturbed, as if he was resting. But Greya could see at a glance that Angel's consciousness was not in his body. She glanced at a glass of wine with only liquid left on the table.

Greya sniffed and frowned: "Dark Night Butterfly Dance?"

Her eyes turned, and she recalled Angel's current state, and she deduced a fact almost instantly. Felicia unilaterally went to detect Angel's soul, and there might be an accident because of this.

But what is the accident about Angel's soul? The soul of an apprentice will make the formal wizard hit the iron plate? This is almost impossible, unless Sanders set some traps in Angel's soul?

If it was just a trap, she should be able to deal with it with her previous ability. After all, she is also a wizard on the path of true knowledge. But now she only has a trace of soul left, and it is not a simple matter to save Felicia.

Suddenly, Graya found that Felicia's ten fingers were buckled on the table, and her nails made a series of lines of varying lengths.

"This is..." Graya looked at the finger marks of varying lengths and immediately deduced that this was a secret language that Felicia wanted to convey.

Using the unique secret language formula of the candy house, she got two words: "Guide, soul."

After thinking about it, Graya decided to listen to Felicia's words, and a bunch of strange ingredients suddenly appeared in her hands.

"Prepare, black mud soul-luring soup."

The effect of black mud soul-luring soup is similar to that of soul-luring grass. It can lure souls out of the soul land. It is a soup created by Greya.

As the light flashed, a black water ball slowly floated in front of her.

Greya kept panting. Her current strength was too low. She could not prepare this soup with her physical ability. She consumed all the power of her soul.

But the effect of black mud soul-luring soup did not have much use for Felicia. She continued to scream miserably.

At this time, Felicia suddenly ignited a vein of blood, and a faint blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. She forced herself to stay awake for a while at the cost of consuming her foundation: "Soul-luring soup, give it to him!"

She almost gritted her teeth and said it out loud.

When Greya heard it, she put the black mud soul-luring soup on the tip of Angel's nose without hesitation.

The black smoke was smelled by Angel. As soon as it entered his body, the black gas suddenly disappeared, as if it drifted into another dimension.

As the black gas disappeared, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed outside the Black Castle.

Angel's soul was slowly carried away by the black gas, as if it was about to float out of the soul land.

As Angel's soul left the soul grassland, Felicia on the other side finally stopped calling and opened her eyes, bloodshot eyes filled her eye sockets.

"Felicia, what happened?" Graya asked quickly when she saw Felicia finally escape.

Felicia panted and looked at Angel with horror: "It's him, his soul..."

"What's wrong with his soul? Is there a trap?" Graya said angrily: "I told you not to provoke Angel, why didn't you listen!"

Felicia swallowed her saliva: "His soul was marked by a terrifying powerful person. I was discovered by her. She just glanced at me, and my consciousness began to collapse."

"Starting from the consciousness hidden in his body, it actually directly connected to my main consciousness according to the map, and my soul was almost dragged out of the body. It's really too scary, just one glance, she only glanced at me!"

Felicia kept breathing in and out.

"She?" Graya noticed that Felicia's words didn't seem to refer to a man: "Isn't it Lord Phantom?"

Felicia was stunned for a moment, "Is he really a disciple of Phantom?"

"You don't know yet?" Graya nodded: "He is indeed the apprentice of Lord Sanders."

Felicia shook her head: "What I saw was not Lord Phantom, but another unknown woman. I didn't see what she looked like, but her face was sewn with stitches..."

Sewn with stitches? Graya was suddenly stunned, and a picture flashed in her mind.

"Was she wearing a crown, with thick red hair, and her face was sewn with dense stitches?" Graya asked.

Felicia hesitated for a moment: "It seems, that's the case. But I'm not sure, do you know her?"

Greya held her head with both hands and shook it constantly: "I don't know, a picture flashed through my mind just now, I seem to have seen her portrait, but I can't remember where I saw it, you know, I've lost a lot of memory... But that picture gave me an extremely uncomfortable feeling, that feeling... called fear."

Felicia and Greya were both silent.

Greya just remembered a portrait, and she felt fear.

Felicia was looked at, and the whole person almost collapsed from consciousness to soul.

Who is this person?

How can he have such a powerful force, is he a legendary level? But where did the legendary strongman come from in the South Region?

Greya thought of that great existence, he was also a legend, but he didn't seem to be so intimidating.

Just as the two were thinking, lightning flashed outside the Black Castle in waves, thunder rumbled, as if there was a sign of a storm.

The curtains in the hall were not drawn, and the bright white light of lightning rose and fell from time to time. This was a very normal state in the Black Castle, but it suddenly became a bit chilly when it appeared at this moment.

Clang --

Angel's body suddenly leaned back and collapsed on the chair. At the same time, a hand stretched out from his chest.