Soul Trigger

Chapter 702 Attack and Kill
"I thought the process would be more erotic."

As Ji Li rubbed his neck, Angelica was applying a special red ointment to him.

"The teacher is more capable than me. As long as I don't take too much of her product, I won't fall into the state of awakening."

"I can feel it."

Not only was the spot where Veronica had bitten him bleeding continuously, but Ji Li also felt like a punctured balloon, leaking air outwards.

This seems to be Veronica's special ability; the red medicine can alleviate this problem, allowing the spirit and flesh to gradually play their own roles.

Ji Li remembered this detail.

But Veronica knew who Kim Misa was, something he hadn't expected.

"Back in Red Maple Town, the teacher should have arrived much earlier, but she was delayed because she went to the Museum of Rest to provide reinforcements, if we don't count the erroneous information that the Dead Water Knight released to her using his authority."

Angelica explained.

"My friend caused a huge mess inside?"

"I'm sorry, the teacher didn't tell me. Maybe I should go ask again..."

"No, you'll know if she's willing to tell you. Does your teacher have any weaknesses?"

Angelica was speechless for a moment.

"Let me put it another way. What does she want?"

She hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke:
"The teacher wants to restore the clan system."

……

After applying the medicine, Ji Li covered her neck with a turtleneck sweater, stopped bothering Angelica, and went to meet up with Jasmine for dinner.

Countess Veronica, an Echoing Immortal.

The so-called restoration clan originated from the unique spiritual ecology of White Island. Only then did Ji Li realize that this place had more than just the Broken White Ring cluster of spiritual cores.

Beyond the shattered white ring, there are several clusters of spiritual cores existing within the territory of White Island.

The biggest difference between these clusters of spiritual cores and the Divine Dragon Vein and the Broken White Ring is that they are small in scale but have very loyal followers.

Countess Veronica and Angelica were devotees of the "Blood Moon".

This cluster of spiritual entities originated from ancient legends, the veracity of which can no longer be verified. However, over hundreds and thousands of years of evolution, it eventually transformed into a real power, namely the "Blood Moon," based on the psychological principles of the human spirit cluster.

Andrew's werewolf form, and these two "vampires," were all achieved by receiving sustenance from the Blood Moon.

This is why the Command Seals on the back of the Deadwater Knight's hand directly summoned the power of the Broken White Ring, while Angelica's Command Seals summoned a Blood Moon.

Because Command Seals, also a feature of White Isle, are powers bestowed by the Cluster of Spirits.

The relationship between the "Blood Moon" and the "Broken White Ring" is like that between the "chief god" and the "servant god," or the relationship between the ruling party and other parties.

They form a vast spiritual system under the constraint of the broken white rings, interconnected yet independent of each other.

In recent years, the number of eligible individuals for the "Blood Moon" has been gradually decreasing. Among the clans gathered by the cluster's spiritual cores, only Veronica is a powerful figure. She is eager to solve the problem of her clan's decline and strive for the position of the next custodian of the St. Martin's Treasury.

The reason for their lenient attitude towards Ji Li is also because of this.

Having become a Spirit Oath Knight in less than a month since entering the Awakened World, Veronica believed he was someone who would absolutely be absorbed by the Blood Moon.

In other words, since the two had only met once, it wasn't appropriate for Ji Li to directly confront him and extend an invitation.

This information helped Ji Li gain a deeper understanding of the power and spiritual ecology of White Island. He didn't take Veronica's little "schemes" to heart.

More importantly, his own purpose and the countess's goal did not seem to conflict.

back to the front.

Jasmine wanted to arrange this dinner to continue testing him, and Ji Li knew this, so he readily agreed.

The information on the man in sunglasses indicated that the girl was acting as a go-between for the Illuminati, intending to help them obtain assistance from the Ludwig family.

The involvement of the St. Martin's Rest Museum, the Illuminati, and the Stargate truly piqued Ji Li's curiosity.

To his slight surprise, Jasmine, who had invited him to a classic Western restaurant, didn't make much of a move.

She simply invited Ji Li to order food, ate, apologized politely, inquired about his background briefly, and told him some things about the Cemetery of the Dead.

Ji Li was so engrossed in her nonchalant demeanor that she wanted to ask her directly how she had been doing lately—were you playing hard to get?

In the bustling restaurant, a waiter answered the call from the table behind Ji Li and skillfully carried a tray with a smile.

Watching the young girl skillfully cut the foie gras, Ji Li narrowed his eyes.

No, you have other plans.

Ji Li suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the wrist of the passing waiter, who was taken aback:
"Are you alright, sir?"

Ji Li grinned and said:

"I'm very good."

The next moment, the other person's expression changed, and the boiling blood caused their skin to instantly ripple and convulse in a ferocious manner:

"But you're not doing so well."

The waiter abruptly pulled his hand away, then suddenly sprang to his feet—

The Awakened One.

Amidst gasps of surprise, a figure appeared behind Jasmine. The aura of an immortal erupted, and the two figures rapidly collapsed and sank, instantly falling into a world shrouded in white mist—

A world of reflections!

In an instant, Ji Li and Jasmine's gazes met and froze, while the icy dagger in the immortal's hand pointed directly at Jasmine's head, and time seemed to stand still.

The junior adjutant's eyes were expressionless, seemingly still absorbed in her struggle with the foie gras, as if she were a beat slow to react, but Ji Li could see the gaze in her eyes—

She just stared at Ji Li, silently waiting for something.

This is the world of reflections. No one will know what happens here, so there's no need to worry about being exposed.

If you were the director, you would definitely save me, just like you did in Silla.

If you were a Death Apostle, you would definitely save me, because you approached me using your position as commissioner with ulterior motives.

Regardless of which one it is, your spirit will not lie. Tell me, who are you?

A silent doubt erupted deep within Jasmine's eyes as she watched Ji Li burst forth, his body rapidly transforming into an evil spirit. The answer was obvious—

puff! ! !
Seeing Ji Li instantly lose all his breath and fly back to his human form, Jasmine was briefly stunned.

Then he suddenly stood up, and the spiritual steel wire swept across the entire field.

The two were instantly forced back, and after failing to land a single blow, they fled.

Jasmine rushed to Ji Li's side and helped him up. His entire chest cavity had been pierced, and his still-wriggling internal organs were covered by a large area of ​​dark ice. The chilling spiritual energy was spreading all over his body.

Especially the barely perceptible fluctuations in spiritual energy, which resembled a severely damaged Trinity, caused her brain to shut down:
Are you kidding me? !

There was no time to think. The spiritual steel wire picked out a glittering spiritual artifact, which instantly transformed into a refracted light curtain that enveloped the two of them.

Jasmine appeared in the restaurant carrying Ji Li in her arms, and amidst the screams of the guests, she hurried towards the Saint Martin Museum.

"Can you still breathe? How are you feeling?! Hang in there!"

Damn it... I hope this kid doesn't die. Otherwise, even if Bertrand does everything in his power to protect me, that old vampire will never let it go!
She considered many possibilities: the other person was the chief of police; the other person was a deadbeat; the other person exposed themselves and saved her; the other person exposed themselves and escaped...

But she never imagined that the other party was a weakling who would come up to take the blow for her!

If you're really a newbie, couldn't you just run away?! Why did you come up here to take a hit?!

Jasmine cursed inwardly as she rushed into the Museum of the Dead while calling for medical assistance. However, the medical team seemed to be out of contact. After failing to get any answers from the guards she grabbed, she did something that even Ji Li had never expected—

Call Bertrand Ludwig, the custodian of the St. Martin's Treasury, directly via pager.

This girl can contact Bertrand Ludwig directly??

While Ji Li was surprised by this discovery, Jasmine bumped into Angelica. Relieved, she hung up the unanswered page from the curator.

"Ms. Laurent! I need your bloodletting therapy urgently, he's dying!"

Angelica stared at Ji Li, covered in blood and on the verge of death, her mind momentarily blank. Glancing at the anxious Jasmine, she felt utterly speechless.
Here we go again?

(End of this chapter)