Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 2151
On the practice scroll that records soul tricks, Frode once read a record, which clearly records that there is another way to learn soul tricks besides step-by-step:
Assist in the practice of soul tricks by killing and absorbing the special energy of the undead.

In fact, this kind of method is very limited, and it is very likely that the chaotic energy of the undead will lead to its own degeneration.

Moreover, the soul tricks obtained by absorbing the undead must be consistent with the abilities of the undead itself.

For example, if an undead only has the ability of 'possession', then after absorbing this undead through a special method, the first soul trick learned can only be possession.

The most important thing is that the effect of the absorbed soul tricks is not necessarily very good. It is better to practice by yourself, you have more choices, and you can avoid degeneration.

Frode had never considered using this method before.

However, now he has heard about Mrs. Xila, the spider and undead.

The spider undead are special undead. The so-called special undead means that they have a special place that is different from ordinary undead. Maybe they have a stronger influence on the material world, or they have special abilities that distinguish ordinary undead.

The soul trick absorbed by killing a special undead is very likely to be the special ability of the other party, and its strength will be much stronger than ordinary soul tricks!

Of course, the chaotic energy brought by the special undead will be more turbulent, and the chance of corruption will also increase.

But, what Floyd is least afraid of is depravity.

With the prelude to reincarnation, even if he has fallen, he can be pulled back.However, if you can't fall or don't fall, if you really fall, you will not only waste white light bullets, but also the ability to absorb will not return.

Just because of considering the particularity of the spider undead, the scales in Frode's heart began to shift.

Angor can naturally see Frode's thoughts, and he is actually more inclined to let Frode use special undead to break through the soul tricks, but the final decision still needs to be made by Frode himself.

Angel: "Since you have this thought, you might as well wait for a while. See what special ability this spider-turning undead possesses."

Floyd nodded: "Okay."

For the next period of time, Angel and Frode stayed temporarily on the high ground behind the lake, in a woodsman's cabin that could see the direction of the castle.

In order to prevent the special undead from being too strong and afraid to come, Angel and Frode did not use energy, but sat quietly and waited.

Time flies, two days have passed.

Floyd pushed open the door of the wooden house, and the weather was very sunny.Under the sunshine, you can smell the water vapor and woody fragrance in the air.

Frode stood at the door, looking at Star Lake Castle in the distance.

It is still as majestic and calm as before, and under the background of the tree shadows, it also adds a bit of silence.

Looking at such a castle, Frode once again had doubts in his heart: Will the spider-like undead really come?What you see and hear in the talent test is the touch of the higher-dimensional spiritual world. Can this touch really be reflected in reality?

"Ji-gu-ji-"

When Frode was looking into the distance, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the forest, startling a burst of birds.The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, and its direction was directed at the wooden house.

When the black shadow was about to hit the door, Frode shifted his body, and the black shadow rushed inside immediately.

As the black shadow came into the house, bursts of chirping sounded.

Frode looked back, but saw that the black shadow had come to Angor's body at this time, stopped on his palm, and revealed his own figure - a small seabird with gray feathers.

It was Toby who had slept for many days and rarely let the wind go.

Toby chirped, as if talking about something.Although Frode and Toby's contact is not too small, Niaoyu still has no progress, and Toby can only hear that he is very excited.

Reminiscing that Toby was released to detect the changes of the undead at high altitude, Frode couldn't help but his eyes lit up: Could it be that Toby saw the traces of the undead?
Frode looked at Angor, and only Angor, who was at the full level of bird language, could hear what Toby wanted to say.

"It didn't see the spider undead. The reason why it was so excited was simply because..." Angle paused, and lowered his voice a little: "There is no Greya here."

Toby originally thought that he would be at ease in the Wilderness of Dreams, and it was true at first, following Turas, wandering around every day.However, one day later, Greya also knew the existence of the Wilderness of Dreams and entered the Wilderness of Dreams.

Since then, Toby has fallen into the nightmare of training in reality and training in the wilderness of dreams.

It was not easy for Angel to leave the barbaric cave, and Toby returned to reality. Without Greya's tiger mother education, he was naturally very excited.Even if it is flying through the withered mountains and forests, it is very happy.

As the actual manager of Chuxin City, Frode naturally knows how strict Greya is to Toby... It can be said that the Stone Pillar Colosseum in the south of the city is basically covered by Greya.

Therefore, Frode also understood Toby's mentality: "Well, it is not easy."

Hearing Frode's support, Toby also flew to his side, tweeted a few times, and chatted with emotion.

Angel shook his head, laughed, and said: "Although Toby didn't see the undead, nor did he feel any undead nearby. But it told me that in his spiritual perception, there was a slight change in this mountain forest. .”

"Change?" Flood was puzzled.

Toby started chirping, but Frode couldn't understand a word, so he could only turn to Angel for help again.

"Some creatures have abnormal behaviors. For example, natural enemies meet but no longer fight, and they nest in their nests; rat ants begin to dig deeper and disappear, and the middle and lower sections of the ecological closed loop are obviously isolated."

Floyd: "What does that mean?"

Angel: "I don't know yet, but it can be vaguely seen that there may be more manic predators coming."

Predator?Concentration flashed in Frode's eyes. Although many animals and insects have no intelligence, in the spiritual world, the information they can feel is more profound and pure.

Their response is largely to feed back some kind of information to the outside world.

If according to Angel's deduction, there are more manic predators... then could it be Madam Shila who is coming?
Angel could see what Frode was thinking, and while stroking Toby's soft feathers, he said, "Wait a little longer, if the atmosphere in the forest has changed significantly as Toby said, then The time for change is not far away.”

"At least tomorrow, the answer will emerge."

……

In the secret basement of Star Lake Castle, little Sam is sorting out the precious authentic works collected by his mother.

While cleaning off the dust on the oilcloth covering the painting "The Wanderer in the Rye", he explained the story inside and outside the painting to Yada at the other end.

Yada was fascinated by it.

Little Sam likes Yada's simplicity and kindness very much, so he is also happy to share these little stories with Yada.

As time passed, Yada also began to help little Sam clean up the dust and place the original works.

When the clock in the basement began to ring "Dang Dang", little Sam put down his work.

"It's already six o'clock. I'll go out and cook first, and I'll continue later." Little Sam said.

Yada nodded. He understood that Sam was a human being and needed food to satisfy his hunger.

Yada followed little Sam step by step, left the basement, and entered the corridor on the first floor.

"Are you going to the kitchen with me, or playing by yourself first?" Little Sam asked.

Yada was naturally willing to follow little Sam, but just as he was about to answer, a strange wave came silently to his ears.

"Brother Sam, I... my spiritual body has been a little unstable these days. I may have to go back to the house to rest for a while to recover."

Little Sam has read a lot of books related to the soul during this time, so he naturally understands how terrible the instability of the spirit body is to the undead, and may even fall because of it.Therefore, he asked a little nervously: "Why is there a situation where the spirit body is unstable? Is there a way to solve it?"

Yada lowered her head to avoid Little Sam's nervous eyes: "The death energy of Star Lake Castle is very heavy. I have been contaminated with too much death energy in a short period of time, so there are signs of spiritual instability."

Little Sam: "Why don't we go to Mr. Pat, he...he should be able to stabilize your spirit body for you?"

Yada shook his head: "No, my spiritual body is not to the point where an adult needs to take action. I just need to sleep for a while, and I can return to normal after a short rest."

While speaking, Yada walked upstairs.

Little Sam hurriedly followed: "Really, it's all right if you just need to rest?"

Yada nodded, and followed the voice in his ear, and read it out: "Yes. Lord Pat arranged a special force field in my room with Shanny. When we rest, The power of the soul will slowly recover."

Although little Sam knew about some wizards, he didn't know anything about wizards' methods.He also believed it when he heard Yada say that there was a special force field in the room.Because he had seen Shanny's room before, after closing the door, there was a strange pattern of light on the door. It is said that no one except Mr. Pat and Shanny could open it, and the inside was like an inscription space. , forming an independent defensive small world.

Mr. Pat has also arranged it in Yada's room, which may be the special force field he mentioned.

Yada stood in front of the bedroom door: "I'm going to rest first, and I may wake up in a day or two. During this period... it's best not to disturb me."

Little Sam nodded. It was related to Yada's soul, so he naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

Yada: "Then I'll go in."

After Yada entered the door, he hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something: "Brother Sam..."

Before the words were spoken, the door closed by itself.

As the door was closed, the same light streaks as in Shanny's room appeared on the door panel, and a partition immediately appeared between the inside and outside of the room.Whether it is sound or energy, they can no longer meet.

Yada, who was standing in the center of the room, lowered his head with regret.

"Don't worry, before your lord left, you reminded little Sam, even if you didn't warn him, in fact, doubts have appeared in his heart in the past few days." Frode's voice echoed in the room.

Yada: "Will Brother Sam be safe?"

"Yes, you will see him again after you sleep." After speaking, Frode's voice gradually disappeared from the room
Yada sighed and glanced out of the window. At some point, the wind suddenly picked up.

The big trees nearby were swaying in the wind, looking through the gauze curtain, they looked like ghosts, showing ferocious minions.

"I hope it's okay." Yada murmured to herself, climbed onto the exquisite bed, put on the log-in device, and fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, little Sam, who was outside the door, pondered for a moment at the door before walking towards the kitchen.

As he passed the terrace, little Sam heard a whistling wind.

Little Sam opened the door, walked to the terrace on the third floor, leaned on the railing and looked into the distance.

It was near dusk at this time, and according to the previous celestial phenomena, the sky should still have a tinge of twilight red.But now standing on the terrace and looking out, I can't see any glow, only black clouds billowing.

Originally, the black clouds were very low, and the Star Lake Castle was on the mountainside, so the black clouds in the sky seemed to be right in front of us.

The turbulent clouds were reflected in little Sam's pupils, and the black clouds were so close that they almost suppressed him into a suffocating frog.

Cooperating with the cold mountain mist blowing from a high place, little Sam's heart thumped inexplicably.

"I always feel that something bad is about to happen." Such a piece of information suddenly flashed in Little Sam's consciousness.It seemed to have arisen out of nowhere, and it seemed to be warning little Sam of danger.

Little Sam's throat moved, and a fragment of memory appeared in the memory box.

——Then we'll be leaving first, you pay attention to safety.

This is what Mr. Pat said when he left. Little Sam always felt that he meant something, and it always came to mind these days.

Thinking about it again now.

Is there really any danger? Otherwise, why would Mr. Pat specifically remind him to be safe?
"It should be just to scare myself. The undead here have been eliminated by Mr. Pat, and nothing will happen." Little Sam said to himself: "Even if there is real danger, it is nothing more than a thief and a beast. There is a trap at the door. should be no problem."

Little Sam turned around, unwilling to feel the oppressive pressure outside.

The moment he crossed the terrace and stepped into the hallway.

The memory box was opened again, and a bizarre fragment of memory emerged: the situation where he was conducting a talent test in Mr. Pat's room.

These fragments have strong colors and gradually fade away, leaving only one picture in the end.

The woman's face stuck to the window, and the dancing spider's feet in the dark world outside.

"Madame Shira..." Little Sam's heart skipped a beat, "Could it be that she really came to the door?"

If Mrs. Sheila really came to the door, he would be alone... what to do?
Little Sam rubbed the back of his cold hands, unwilling to think about the consequences.Just as if it was just an illusion, he walked quickly through the dark corridor.

But before he could take a few steps, a strange laugh suddenly sounded from behind.

Little Sam turned around with a pause, but there was no shadow behind him.There is only one window that can see the outside, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the wind is howling.

Little Sam murmured: "It should be just the wind, don't think too much, don't think too much..."

(End of this chapter)