Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 107 The Eye in the Soul
"Soul blast!"

The seven-ring high-level soul attack spell engraved in the soul staff is triggered instantly.

Ron immediately felt like his mind was being bombarded in turn, constantly exploding, roaring, and shaking.

The feeling of tearing the soul was far more serious than the backlash of the failure of the spell, so that Ron, who was gnashing his teeth, couldn't help but groan in pain.

The solid spiritual power was destroyed and disintegrated under the attack of high-level spells, but fortunately, the pair of evil black eyes condensed in his mind were also directly shattered by Ron's decisive attack.

After re-gathering his mental power, Ron checked his mind for the first time, and found no evil breath or strange existence, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Stabilizing his body amidst the illusion of an unbalanced center of gravity, Ron closed his eyes tightly, calming down the remaining violent fluctuations in his mind.

"This is definitely not the power of the mountain giant shaman itself, and there is no memory related to it in its memory fragments. So, that thing was secretly put into its soul by someone else?"

The person who can silently attack a high-ranking spellcaster and transform its soul can only be a legendary spellcaster, and must have a deep research on necromancy and soul spells.

"The great shaman of the hill giant?"

According to Glengo, the great shaman of the hill giant tribe is extremely powerful, and has already entered the legend. His strength is unfathomable, and he has lived for a long time. He has survived generations of hill giant leaders. There is also a lot of research on the necromantic and soul magic schools.

Ron vaguely had a guess, but he couldn't figure out why the big shaman who could only surpass the leader of the hill giant and truly control the entire tribe of hill giants would do this.

If it is ordinary protection or monitoring, with its status and strength, it can completely speak directly to other mountain giant shamans, and it will not attract any criticism or resistance. mark in the soul.

Shaking his head, Ron felt extremely weak, accompanied by bursts of brain twitching pain.

The real dragon's physical self-healing ability is extremely strong, but the damage on the soul can only be recovered slowly.

Waving his dragon wings, which were weakened by his mental breakdown, Ron ascended to the sky.

With this appearance, he must be temporarily unable to go to the north to investigate the situation of the hill giant. Ron decided to return to the Dragon's Nest to recuperate his soul injury first.

In addition, if the gaze of the evil gaze was really implanted into the soul of this shaman by the great mountain giant shaman, then there is a high probability that Glengo's soul has been tampered with.

The dragon wings flicked weakly, and Ron simply released the spell, allowing the airflow condensed by the spell to support his body forward.

……

With a thought, the breeze summoned by the spell under the dragon's wings dissipated, and Ron slowly landed in front of the newly built dragon's nest.

The newly-built dragon nest was still built on the previously razor-sharp cliff. This time, under Ron's order, the kobold family directly dug out enough space for a 50-meter-long real dragon to move inside the dragon nest.

In a short time, Ron no longer had to worry about the soaring body size after a deep sleep that would damage the dragon's nest.

Lying on the pile of shiny treasures, Ron's weakened mental strength felt a little relieved, and even the pain in his mind eased a lot.

After letting the kobold standing in the dragon's lair casually summon Glengo, Ron closed his eyes, put his head on the cold gold coins and gems and began to take a nap.

After realizing that a creature had entered his range of perception, Ron woke up slowly, feeling that the trauma of his soul had recovered slightly.

Seeing Glengo bowing deeply and saluting reverently and humbly, Ron slowly said, "Among the mountain giants going south this time, there is a mountain giant shaman, you should know him, it's called Nilni. "

Glengo lowered his head and said, "Yes, great master, I have worked with it before, and we are fairly familiar with each other."

"I killed it."

Glengo's expression didn't change when he heard this sentence.

Ron continued: "Then I devoured its soul and found some interesting things in its soul."

Glengo didn't speak, and still maintained a respectful and humble posture, waiting for Ron to finish.

"In its soul, in addition to its own memory, an evil mark was stuffed into it by a powerful spellcaster."

Ron slowly told the process of killing the hill giant shaman and probing its soul, and described in detail the last pair of dark evil eyes.

Glengo thought for a moment, his face became ugly.

It can probably guess who left the gaze mark in the soul that Long said, and is also afraid that the person who left the mark will come to trouble it.

Glengo immediately said: "Master, the great shaman has a very in-depth research on necromancers and souls, and this is most likely its method."

Ron nodded: "I think so, but what is its purpose?"

Glengo frowned, and couldn't think of a possible reason for it.

Seeing that Glengo didn't have a clue, Ron could only start to eliminate the hidden dangers in Glengo.

"Let go of your guard, let me check your soul to see if it has also been secretly marked."

Glengo, who signed the slave contract, did not show any dissatisfaction, and calmly let go of all guards against the soul.

Ron took out the soul staff and held it in his claws, ready to throw a soul blast at Glengo's head at any time.

Although his soul is weakened now, he still has the spiritual power to activate the magic equipment.

Ron's mental power penetrated into Glengo's soul, carefully scanning every memory.

During this process, Glengo's life and its secrets were known to Ron, as well as the experiences of being discriminated against and bullied, all presented before Ron's eyes.

Just when the two jumping memory fragments presented one after another, a pair of dark and strange eyes flashed away between the memory fragments.

"Found it." Ron immediately urged the staff in his hand.

Due to the slave contract, Glengo, who was defenseless under Ron's order, immediately covered his head and fell to the ground, rolling wildly, screaming and wailing, his brain was congested with severe pain, the fragile blood vessels were burst, and blood oozed from his eyes, ears and nose.

Regardless of Glengo's miserable appearance, Ron seized the time to search quickly, and found a pair of black eyes that were dissipating before he was relieved.

Those evil dark eyes turned to Ron before they completely dissipated, and took a deep look at Ron. Ron's heart tightened, and he almost missed another soul blast.

After a while, Glengo woke up from the state of mental breakdown, and struggled to get up: "Thanks to the great master, who helped me remove the hidden dangers in my soul."

Ron waved his hand, motioning for Glengo to leave on his own.

The northernmost part of the remote Oonia continent, the end of the Storm Mountain Range.

In a simple temple excavated in the mountain, a four-meter-high figure sitting cross-legged on the ground with a hunched back slowly raised his head, revealing a face as dry as a skeleton under the animal skin hood.

The black and white-less evil eyes turned to the south, and the expression in them could not be seen in the pitch-black eyes, only the slightly wrinkled brows could see its slight doubts at this time.

In the end, the skinny and skeleton-like giant closed his eyes again and lowered his head without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)