Is this the hatching of the "Lord of Soul" that Ouroboros said?

What a huge demon soul, it doesn't seem like the weight of a person.

Anjiaye suddenly realized that the devil's egg in his body was moving again.

It seems to be competing with the pale flying flames for the fragments of the demon soul, waiting to be fed and sucking the nutrition of the remnant soul.

Accompanied by the bewildering movement of the devil's egg, the girl whose mind suddenly became dizzy didn't notice—the teacher Bode beside her, with a silent expression—like a frozen portrait of darkness.

Anjaye's field of vision, which was originally illuminated by white light, fell into a dim illusion composed of hazy light and shadow.

In the room full of crowded book walls, the sparse and cool magic candlelight reflected the tall man buried in front of the desk and holding notes.

Her magic eye is looking through the vision of someone's soul, seeing the reverberation of memory from not knowing how long ago.

"Ouroboros, you just returned to the Mage Tower, and you want to borrow my notes to read, don't you leave any rest time for yourself?"

As the vision of the soul approached, the middle-aged man in a pitch-black robe with a blurred face raised his eyes from the notes on the table.

Is it really Kenny's perspective that I substituted - this is the past when he met Ouroboros?

"After all, I'm a wild way to become a mage halfway. I can't compare with those of you who come from academies. I have to replenish a solid foundation at any time, and—"

"The poems you write in class are good to read."

"Did you see that? I didn't write it. It's the historical ballad of the Spiritual Meeting taught by Mr. Todd."

"I see." The man was about to continue turning the pages, but Kenny casually snatched the notebook and closed it.

"Watch it later, I'll buy you a drink."

As the silver wine glass floated onto the desk, the wine lingering in the dark red mist gradually filled the glass.

"Alcohol will cause the mage's thinking to be negligent, and you will be slack in teaching Master Todd."

"Have a drink once in a while, you don't have to be so serious. This is the old dream brew that the teacher purchased from Twilight City. I heard that it comes from a romantic dream of a certain romantic wizard."

"Then have a drink. I'm very interested in witchcraft products—in fact, I brought fine wine from Shuangcheng Port when I came back this trip. It seems that I won't need it."

"It's great, take it out and taste it, I haven't tasted the wine from my hometown for almost eight years!"

As the wine entered their throats, the topics men talked about gradually changed.

"You seem to have improved while I was away."

"Don't be so euphemistic, Ouroboros, look at this badge—" Kenny seemed complacent, "The genuine prism of truth badge, our classification is different from those fancy classes of the Witch Society, they are all exquisite True strength - I will soon be promoted to a high-ranking mage."

"Congratulations." Ouroboros was still sitting upright, flipping through a large book.

"Has anything changed outside?"

"The newly succeeded 'Thunder Holder' has unified the Gort tribes in the south and north of the mountain. He had a border conflict with Bogang on the border of the Black Marsh. After the mediation of the Bagpiper Sisters, the dispute was barely suppressed."

"Isn't this going to war? Sooner or later, the unified Gaut people will not be able to stand the hunger and cold in the mountains, and they will go to the kingdom to 'hunt'. Coupled with the kingdom's trade blockade, the ambition of the 'Thunder Holder' is probably irresistible." "

"Not only the Gotts, but several city-states in the north have secretly supported the barbarians. Their fleets are ready to attack the inland river network of Oga at any time. The Black Marsh border boss is also building a new fleet. confronted."

"The alchemy workshop in Twilight City can make a lot of money again. But we, Hongta, can also make war fortune from it. It's just that Teacher Todd is too cautious every time, and the profits are made by those witches. By the way, do you think the royal family will break the shackles of the ten covenants this time and participate in the war against the Gotts?"

"His Majesty the King has welcomed back the eldest prince. Porfirio, who has inherited the 'Holy Flame of Protecting the Nation', will definitely rekindle the ambition of the Atela royal family to revive Oga's national prestige. Just watch, in a few years, it will be very It will soon evolve from a small border friction to an all-out war."

"Will Altai VIII invite us to Hongta to prepare for future wars? After all, the Academy of Witches will not help him fight."

"It depends on the meaning of Archmage Todd."

"Compared to the witch who is holding back, shouldn't His Majesty ask Hongta to join the battle? The teacher's promise to come out of the mountain will be a great opportunity for the revival of the Spiritual Seeing Society."

Compared to Kenny's drunken appearance, the middle-aged man just maintained a restrained calm.

"Ouroboros, we've known each other for so long, haven't we talked about each other?"

"I've always been curious, what did you do before becoming a mage?"

"I helped the family take care of the property in Lenghu, and accidentally obtained the inheritance of a certain wild mage. I became interested in the study of magic, so I chose to go back to my hometown for further study. You know the rest. Thanks to your care these few years, If seeking knowledge is a big river, other mage disciples are used to staying alone in the canoe, and it is really difficult to get along with."

"Ouroboros, you are very powerful. You have caught up with many of us in just a few years. Master Todd favors you so much that others will be jealous."

"Let me also tell you that I am from a low-class knight family in Lenghu. There is an elder brother in the family who inherits the family business. If I hadn't been discovered as a mage talent and could come to Shiwan to study, I'm afraid I don't know what I will rely on for a living in the future. Hong The pagoda nurtured me, and I also want to use my own strength to prove that the inheritance of the Spiritual Seeing Society is no worse than the Academy."

"No wonder you are not a mage in your bones, but a knight." Uroboros sighed coldly, "I hope to prove myself with strength and earn glory, orthodox warrior thinking."

"My biggest wish is to build a mage tower in my hometown." Kenny seemed to be enjoying himself, "Now Stella's witch is calling the wind and rain on the peninsula, and our spellcasters inherited from other genres are all overwhelmed. I just want to build my own mage tower, to tell the witch, this is my place!"

"Uroboros, let me tell you a secret. I will go to Oga's selection of the royal mage group, and get the honor of opening up the territory for the king, so as to get the qualification to build the mage tower."

"I wish you success, Kenny, compared to His Excellency the Archmage, we are still young, aren't we?"

"I'm young, you are in your 40s, hahaha!" Kenny raised his glass again, "For the glory of the spiritual meeting."

Ouroboros looked deeply at Kenny's perspective. Even though he knew it was a memory, Anjaye still tightened his heartstrings, and was oppressed by the power of the fuzzy mist.

"If you are in trouble someday, you can come to Lenghu to find me."

"It's a word."

Kenny's vision became increasingly blurred amidst the booze.

Uroboros seemed to be inspired, and read the poem recorded in his notes.

"The abyss suddenly burst from underfoot."

"O seeker who walks the lonely dark road."

"Low your head and witness the light of revelation."

"It must be known that the truth not only walks in the sky, but also in the gap of soul transformation."

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Trapped in the cracks of long-term memories, Anjaye felt a sense of alienation in his heart, as if the dream was far away from the world.

Compared to the fragmented scenes I saw when absorbing Kardashian's demon soul.

I didn't expect to see such a clear memory fragment this time.

This memory goes back to the time when 'Ouroboros' was still a human being—what kind of dark and tortuous road did this man in a mysterious disguise take to become who he is today.

Driven by the urgency to know the truth, the girl forgets about other things in a trance.

Ouroboros, who are you?

"It is a powerful enemy that you cannot defeat."

A tender and clear voice suddenly evoked the resonance of the soul and heart, and sounded strangely behind him.

Anjaye was startled

It was only then that I realized that I had escaped from Kenny's soul vision, surrounded by stagnant pictures in the study, and the figures of Kenny and Ouroboros in their prime were also frozen like the silhouetted wax figures carved by time.

The girl turned her head, and found a yellowish phantom in the shape of a little girl, sitting on the thick and messy pile of books, shaking the delicate silhouette of her calf, facing her leisurely.

"Surprised? This is what I deliberately let you see."

The girl's ethereal and light child's voice reveals what I have heard in dreams -- the majesty high above the clouds.

"Meeting you for the first time, I am a demon who is connected to your soul."

(PS: Push a cat girl's book

Bai Ya crossed over and became a sealed black dragon.

Although helpless, he can only practice to break the seal.

But the village not far away actually regarded her as a patron saint? -

Just let it be, anyway, the villagers will give her some delicious food, and it doesn't take much effort for her to beat the beast.

Until, they sacrificed a girl to her...

"Why are you wearing a wedding dress?"

"Because I am the sacrifice of Lord Black Dragon, wearing a wedding dress is a tradition."

"Okay, let's go, I don't have the habit of cannibalism."

"No! Since I'm here, I'm ready. You can bully me as you like. I won't resist. As long as you like it, I can bear whatever you want to treat me!"

Looking at the girl who revealed her strength in her words, but she was drooling with a smile on her face.

Bai Ya realized.

Damn mentally retarded, I'm afraid this is not a woman who is too deeply poisoned by harmful novels.

Chapter 120 Six soul-linked demons, Ms. An will not be bewitched by power

Compared with those grand narratives that blow up to the sky, there is nothing wrong with small mushrooms in the soil, and the universe is hidden in the mushrooms. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

"Meeting you for the first time, I am a demon who is connected to your soul."

finally come.

The girl's heart was beating violently like the black and white piano keys playing the "Symphony of Destiny".

Breaking away from the immersion state of reverberations of memory, Anjaye found that he was able to return to his normal free movement and thinking mode in this dim picture like an ancient wax museum.

In the process of turning around, she could even feel the sluggishness of her movements caused by her limp.

One's own disability still exists, and cannot be changed with consciousness.

The glasses that I took off in reality are still wearing.

After staring at his right ankle for a while, Anjaye felt the mushroom on the frame of the glasses and the stick of heart bud.

The girl preliminarily judged that she was not in the form of a ghost body in deep meditation at this moment—a reaction closer to the real world, which came from a more nuanced reflection of the "realm of existence".

According to the theory of "Wandering in the Realm" of Stella's school of psychics.

This is the realm of perception that is drawn into the superior beings concerned with the "essence of the soul".

The concept of time and space here is probably completely different from reality, so we still have to confirm it.

Thinking of this, the girl relaxed her instinctive vigilance—she knew that instead of worrying about gains and losses, she should relieve her psychological burden and face the next "deal negotiation".

The only person who can answer her doubts is the master entrenched here.

"We met for the first time." Facing the luminous phantom in the shape of a little girl, An Jiaye asked calmly, leaning on the stick of heart bud with both hands, "What should I call you?"

"I don't have a name yet." The devil's shadow stopped shaking his little feet, gracefully put his legs together, and put his palms and backs on his knees, with a dignified and condescending posture, "When the contract is formed, the original will of hell will be Will give me my real name."

The lame girl looked at the girl sitting on the pile of books.

An Jiaye could faintly feel that an invisible chain forged with a soul contract firmly linked them together.

And the performance of the other party seems to feel the same way.

Even though the contract hasn't filled in each other's names, they understand that this is a preordained fate.

For this unexpected meeting, An Jiaye had already adjusted his psychological front.

The demon in her body still seems to be a rudiment that has not yet grown up.

There is no strange and indescribable appearance as imagined, although it is not clear what the unhatched body is—at least it will make her feel a lot easier to communicate in the form of a human cub that conforms to her usual aesthetics.

As expected of the origin demon, who knows the weakness of human nature, and will use this method to narrow the gap in cognition between each other.

"Where are we?" Anjaye continued to ask in a calm and steady manner, "Now I won't lose consciousness in reality."

The physical situation in the real world is very dangerous. Although he has defeated the gang of demons entrenched in Shuangcheng Port——the Wang Yan lion who came out halfway under the guise of "brave" is still a big trouble.

"Don't worry about the passage of time outside." Demon Shadow clapped his hands.

The background of the study room, which was originally frozen in time, seemed to disintegrate and distort the pixel painting quickly. Kenny's memory reverberation dissipated in a blink of an eye, and in the blurred and rotating light and shadow changes, it reorganized into a unique open-air garden.

They stand on top of a white sky tower of grand scale.

Anjaye looked around, surrounded by lush and beautiful flower garden forests, with magnificent fountains and cascading water, as well as vicissitudes of stone carvings left on the base, which seemed to be arranged in a symmetrical geometric shape. In the maze composed of nursery buildings, there are also distributed There are many closed gates with different materials and forms, which are looming among the shadows of flowers and trees. If you look down from a high altitude, it must be the color block lines that perfectly integrate the beauty of simplicity and complexity. I don’t know what kind of mystery and symbolic meaning.

In this high court of clouds made of fused white stones—they are like noble gods overlooking the earthly realm.

The pile of books on which the girl sits is also transformed into a majestic diamond throne, which is located on the pure white steps.

The precious ore original body that carved this throne should have been inlaid on the scepter of the Creator God—but at this moment it is a huge and ingenious throne, and the shadow of the demon it carries is so petite that she There is a large vacant space next to it, and a dusty quaint crystal crown is placed on it.

"This is my audience hall. During our exchange, your physical body in Vinland experienced a nearly stagnant flow of karma."

The shadow of the devil put on an air of leisure, and proudly explained to the girl under the throne.

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