Chapter 393 Surrender

"It doesn't matter who's soul."

While speaking, Christie snapped her fingers, returning Sifa's ability to walk, so that this 'great existence' could stand up decently instead of lying on her stomach.

She continued to add: "The key is the quality of the soul. If it is an ordinary person's spirit body, I need at least thirty or more to maintain my own existence and ability."

"But if it's the spirit body of an Extraordinary, like you, only one is enough."

Through this conversation, Xifa roughly understands that Mrs. Christie needs to imprison enough spirit bodies to maintain her own existence.

Taking ordinary people as an example, at least thirty spirit bodies are needed, but if it is an extraordinary person, a Sequence 7 is enough.

If it's Sequence 8 or Sequence 9, you need at most two or three.

In this case, it is absolutely possible to hunt and kill those vile pirate Extraordinary, and then give their souls to Christie.

If only two or three were needed, it wouldn't be considered difficult at all. After all, there were already several pirate Extraordinary who died under Xifa's hands during the two months at sea.

"I see."

Xifa nodded and said: "Just as you said, release another third of the spirit body. I will capture the spirit body of the Extraordinary for you later, and at that time, you can release all the remaining ordinary people's spirit bodies .”

"Now, let me and the spirit body you captured just now be released first."

"As you wish, my lord." Christie lifted up the skirts on both sides, and after saluting, she opened her mouth, pulled her chin very long, and let out a silent scream.

Xifa suddenly felt that he had lost weight, and he floated up, out of the castle, and in mid-air.

He saw twenty or thirty spirit bodies floating out from behind the windows of the castle at the same time, and those shadowy figures emitting gray light floated towards the sky with him.

After being in a trance for a while, Sifa came back to his senses and saw the floor of Rovelli's house.

He propped himself up on the ground with his hands, and he sat up in Josh's room, seeing Calvin and the others also lying on the ground.

Before they woke up, Xifa plucked a few hairs from the heads of Hardy and his son respectively.

Wait until I find time for Calvin to tell whether the Hardy family is the descendant of Mania.

After a while, Calvin and the others gradually woke up and stood up in a daze.

"What happened just now?"

Rovelli rubbed his eyebrows and looked around: "I remember Mrs. Christie appeared from the wall, and then I didn't know anything."

"We were all pulled into the picture world by Christie, but we're fine now. After a tense negotiation, she agreed to release us and Josh."

"It seems that she hasn't broken her promise." Xifa said lightly, and in a few sentences, he brought up what happened in the world in the painting.

Hardy and Rovelli looked at each other in blank dismay. As ordinary people, they couldn't imagine what kind of scene the negotiation between Xifa and Christie would be.

"Sir, you... you are such an amazing person." Rovelli thought of his son, and said hastily, "I'm going to the hospital now to see how Josh is doing."

Hardy looked at the oil painting on the ground: "What should I do with it? Should I send it to the church?"

Xifa was about to "volunteer himself" to take over the job, and then quietly "swallowed" the oil painting, when Hardy said "Hey", as if he found some strange phenomenon.

The old man bent down and picked up the oil painting, and said to his son: "Look, Rovelle, Mrs. Christie is saluting? Am I dazzled?"

Although Rovelli was in a hurry to go to the hospital, he still walked over and saw Mrs. Christie holding up her skirts on the terrace of the castle in the oil painting at a glance.

When Xifa also approached, everyone saw that Mrs. Christie in the painting changed direction, maintained her posture, and was saluting to Xifa.

"This is incredible!"

Hardy looked at Sifa in surprise, and then made a decision. He handed the oil painting to Sifa and said, "It seems that this painting has chosen you, Raleigh, it is yours now!"

"This, this is not very good."

"After all, it is your father's relic." Xifa "hypocritically" evaded it for a while, and finally accepted the oil painting.

Then they went to the hospital and found that Josh was indeed awake, and now Hardy had a smile on his face.

After leaving the hospital, Xifa and Calvin made an appointment to go to the Dragon Bar at two o'clock in the afternoon. They both wanted to go to the underground trading market to see if they could buy the desired materials.

After being separated from the fortune-teller for a while, Xifa returned to the Violet Hotel. He didn't even bother to eat lunch. He drew the curtains, closed the doors and windows, stood in the center of the room, and raised his hands one after another to summon the 'Book of Mysteries'.

When there was a heavy feeling in his hands, Xifa raised his head, and saw the thick and shimmering tome appear between his hands.

He turned to the page of "Mysterious Craftsman", picked up the oil painting, and released a strong idea: identification!

After spending 37 dimensional crystals, a picture flashed through Xifa's mind.

In those pictures, he saw a vague figure painting in front of the easel. On the canvas was a black castle, and the surrounding area was still blank.

When the screen turned, Xifa saw the finished product of "Mrs. Christie", which had been embedded in the picture frame and hung on the wall.

In the next picture, the oil painting has fallen into the hands of a man with a rigid face. The new owner of the oil painting has neatly combed brown hair and is wearing flamboyant and gorgeous clothes. He should look like a noble from Intis.

In the next scene, Xifa saw that the nobleman stole the opponent's ability, stole other people's items, stole other people's dreams,

In one of the scenes, the nobleman even turned into a cat, a cat capable of using supernatural powers.

But in the end, the nobleman died. He was lying on the ground, pressing the oil painting "Mrs. Christie". His spirituality and blood seeped into the oil painting.

The screen ends here.

Xifa let out a breath, and then saw lines of identification information appear on the pages of the mysterious book.

"Mrs. Christie", an oil painting created by an unknown artist, and the combination of the extraordinary characteristics of the "parasite", it has produced a certain mutation, has magical and strange abilities, and has the characteristics of "alive". '

'This item is very dangerous, but it is currently in a surrendered state, so it can be used'

Seeing this, Xifa remembered that in the world in the painting, Mrs. Christie's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, which is really strange.

He tapped his head lightly again: "I always feel like I've forgotten something."

...

The world in the picture.

Due to the release of nearly two-thirds of the spirit bodies, the scale of the castle at this time has shrunk a lot, and it no longer has the skyscraper-like volume that Xifa saw before.

Right in the castle, at the end of a long passage, stands a red wooden door.

It is very different from the wooden doors in other rooms. Besides the color, there are various strange symbols on the door.

At this time, Christie appeared in front of the red wooden door. Her face was covered by a black veil, and she flashed a look of hesitation and fear. Finally, she made up her mind, stretched out her hand, and gently pushed the door open.