Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 345 Soul Bonding
"Ah, the murderous fog is coming again!"

Windsorbell showed horror on her face and quickly called out to Roy.

"Mr. Ilor, this place has become dangerous. Let's leave quickly."

Over the past few days, there have been continuous warnings of heavy fog in the city of Aplanni.

Although they didn't know the truth, they understood that crashing into the fog could result in death.

Roy calmly put away his painting and held the kitten Domi in his arms.

The dark elf Planjie followed closely behind, picking up the bucket for washing paint and retreating quickly.

During this period, they clearly saw the black demonic shadow that looked like swirling mist.

It was a minion of the Lord of the Black Mist, a creature called a "Mist Demon" by the Night's Watch.

But they are neither demons from the abyss nor devils from hell, but phantoms without thoughts and wisdom, similar to mirages.

Perhaps, it should be classified as a strange type like the ghost witch body.

The difference is that they can kill people and are not just illusions.

Ordinary people have no way of seeing it because it is a spiritual entity.

"I always feel that this thing is somewhat similar to an artificial soul, equivalent to a god-level existence, created using one's own thoughts..."

Roy retreated and observed.

Those black shadows are using tentacle-like things to kill people.

The sticky tentacles wrapped around people's mouths and noses, immediately making it difficult for ordinary people to breathe.

All they could breathe in was the poisonous gas emitted from the fog demon.

Before long, they were all convulsing and their bodies were twisted.

Others didn't know what was happening. They only saw them strangling their own necks, as if they were choked to death by the smoke.

This sudden accident once again resulted in dozens of civilian casualties.

Roy collected hundreds of wandering souls calmly, and then, as expected, he saw the projection of the Lord of Black Mist appear and feast on them.

He once again showed his fat, strange face, grinning, and sucked the souls floating up into the sky from below.

The human soul floats and sinks in it like scattered bait in the water.

One after another, wandering souls entered the black crack that looked like a rift in the abyss.

The night watchman arrived late and was responsible for handling the aftermath, but he could do nothing about the black shadow floating in the sky.

He floats too high...

And it’s not a physical entity!

Even if he used the magic-powered armor, there was no way to attack.

Charity activities were forced to be interrupted and replaced by helping to deal with the bodies.

For this, Windsor Belle felt quite sorry: "I'm really sorry to trouble you. I was just distributing some food..."

In her mind, Mr. "Ilor" must be of noble birth, and doing these things is too difficult for him.

The corpses were twisted and weird, and looked hideous.

Even those who are used to doing volunteer work were a little scared when they saw him, let alone a nobleman like this.

"If so..."

Roy said that he didn't want any money, but he took the opportunity to get some more blood factors, intending to find an opportunity to build his own genetic information database.

"However, doing everything by myself doesn't seem to be a good idea.

It would be better to spend some money and see if the local wizards or official organizations are doing this.

The Great Wizard Priss is a powerful figure in the realm of life and bloodline, and the wizards under his command should also have collected these things."

……

"It's like this again! They are so pitiful!"

Not long after, Sister Windsorbell came over, looking a little tired and lost.

Roy came back to his senses: "Sister, you mean..." Windsor Belle lowered her eyebrows slightly and said dejectedly: "Those are poor people who use low-quality coal for heating. Their homes do not have good ventilation and smoke exhaust pipes, so..."

In fact, the real reason is that the upper city is heavily guarded, and it is not easy for the cultists to find opportunities to attack, so they can only cause trouble in the lower city.

Roy thought to himself.

“Every year from winter to spring and summer, this kind of thing always happens.

However, Aplanni City didn't have such a large population before, so even if something unexpected happened, it wouldn't cause mass casualties."

"Oh, this is really..."

“It’s so tragic!”

Several other church members also lamented heartily.

……

"What, a work stoppage?

You must be joking, Mr. Selvan! "

"I tell you, this is impossible!"

"My steam engine is a newly purchased advanced product. It runs 24 hours a day and can continuously produce tens of thousands of parts!
Those are all golden coins. If the work stops, who will compensate me for my losses?"

"That's right. My rubber factory processes tens of thousands of rubber products every day. If we stop production, who will guarantee sales for upstream industries and provide raw materials for downstream products?"

"We, the United Association, clearly tell you that this is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, on the other side.

In the council hall in the upper town.

A group of well-dressed parliamentarians and capitalists from the Factory Owners and Major Shareholders Association were also there discussing recent events.

They have received the latest news that the Lord of Black Mist's minions have killed people once again.

"But if that happens, the Lord of the Black Mist's power will soon spread to the Upper City. Then, no one will be able to sleep peacefully!"

Councillor Selvan said helplessly when his proposal was rejected.

"You could consider moving to a villa area in the suburbs. Isn't that upwind? Even if the Lord of the Black Mist becomes rampant, it won't affect that area."

"Then, what about the evil god Ul'ar? What if he takes the opportunity to kill us..."

"Then let the Night's Watch pay more attention!"

"Oh, and we can also encourage civilians to reduce emissions. Environmental protection is everyone's responsibility...

There are so many of them, they should shoulder these responsibilities!"

“98% of the population should shoulder 98% of social responsibilities!”

The members of the Federation said one after another.

The gentlemen all thought this was very reasonable, and thus the new Environmental Protection Act was born.

……

"We've got another batch of wandering souls. How can we refine their humanity and animality?"

66 King Street, in temporary housing.

A ghostly flame like a will-o'-the-wisp appeared in Roy's palm. The wandering souls flying up and down could never escape from his palm, as if they were trapped in a vast void.

This kind of existence that has lost knowledge and memory and has been transformed into the most primitive pure spiritual existence is the basic unit of the soul.

According to the knowledge in "Soul Science", this can be used to synthesize artificial souls.

Generally speaking, it is like the sand in a sandbox, which can be shaped into animals, castles, or all kinds of strange shapes.

But it’s not just about shaping…

But it is similar to the "ignition" of nuclear fusion!
hiss!
Suddenly, Roy took a breath.

"Why does it feel like 'igniting the divine fire'?"

The creation of souls, at this moment, is actually connected with the mystery of "ascending to the gods"!
(End of this chapter)