Chapter 102

The dark blue shadow suddenly stopped and trembled.

It can't see, and Yat can't see either. The strong doom that envelops Yat's body is constantly surging and expanding.

"What is it?"

A sense of crisis emerged from its heart.

The dark blue human figure, the natural born dead spirit, has been extremely powerful since its birth. It is not afraid of the sun. The sunlight does not harm it, but makes it feel slightly uncomfortable.

It's a natural death.

No, it's not a necromancer, or, it hasn't died.

It is not a spirit produced from a corpse. It is a dead spirit since it was born.

It is not so much a dead spirit as a Spirit creature.

It doesn't have much soul power, and it doesn't have any magic power.

It's ignorant and doesn't know anything.

Then a necromancer, who was good at playing with the soul, discovered it - the other side wanted to bind it and enslave it.

However, the other side did not succeed.

Although it is very weak, the opponent can't stop it from invading -

because the magic against the dead is invalid for the "living dead".

The spirit sea of the necromancer was broken by it in the struggle by mistake, and then it penetrated into the soul, gnawed it out and replaced it.

After that, it gets everything, all the memories of the necromancer.

It gave itself a name - Prometheus, which means, in Allan, the original soul.

Prometheus inherited all the memory of the necromancer, and he began to study the human soul.

It also knows that it is different from other dead beings. The negative energy that is born from the corpse and full of all kinds of negative emotions is essentially different from it.

Like the necromancer did, it killed the phantoms, controlled them to camouflage and capture humans.

No, Prometheus was better than the original necromancer, who had five at most, and he could easily control more than fifty.

It's not the limit, and it can control more if it doesn't find more.

At least, while controlling 50 phantoms, Prometheus was able to control 20 dead people.

However, since the last time he caught a problem and attracted a large number of blood crows, promi also knew the trouble - the blood crows were not easy to control, and they would attract more blood crows when they died.

It also attracted a lot of people.

Therefore, Prometheus began to choose objects - if ordinary people entered the room, they would destroy the spiritual sea one by one, and then become its puppets. Those casters, broken simply, but the connection between the spirit and soul of those casters was more stable.

Destruction is not difficult to destroy, but their spiritual whirlpool is bigger than ordinary people. Once the spirit sea is destroyed, the soul will be destroyed by chain reaction, and then it will be out of control.

Prometheus had tried several times, once as a priest and once as a bard.

Originally, it did not intend to move the caster for the time being, but...

concerning the mystery of its birth, one of the boards hidden in several cabins was found by the other party.

If this thing is found, and the other party has the intention to continue to study, then we can't let the other party leave alive.

However...

however, it felt a crisis when it played a trick on the other party, broke into the other party's spiritual sea, and was ready to directly break the other party.

This was a danger that Prometheus had never felt, and even made him fear.

It doesn't know what makes it feel dangerous, but it can feel that the source of danger is in the center of each other's spiritual sea - in the soul.

There seems to be something there.

No... no...

there is more than one threat that can make you "die" and completely disappear.

Prometheus could not see the dense fog of doom that was expanding and locked in by some force.

It has a premonition that if it rushes in, it will not only affect the soul of the other party, but also become the food of the other party.

No, even if they devour each other's soul, they can't bear it?

Why swallow success can't bear?

As a natural born dead spirit, this kind of strong premonition makes it believe without any hesitation.

No, this man can't kill. Leave! Leave without looking back!

Without any hesitation, Prometheus turned and fled.And Yat is nervously controlling his mental power to defend. The dark blue figure's turning head and running is considered by him to be some kind of strategy, so he is fully prepared to defend the other party's possible conspiracy.

However, it was not until art saw the other side leave his own spiritual sea that he reflected that the other side had left.

Why does the other side let go of oneself suddenly!? Not a conspiracy?

Art is a little confused, but he is still very careful to leave his consciousness in the spiritual sea, only a trace of spiritual power, and controls the power to share the vision of a crow servant outside.

After flying out of art's spiritual sea, promi planned to leave directly.

It doesn't know where that premonition comes from, but the source of everything is in the wizard, just stay away from him.

The dark blue spirit is suddenly released from the spirit sea of art, and then it sees a piece of silver and is locked up!?

The flowing spirit and power come from the man behind him!?

Is it a trap!?

With this in mind, Prometheus, in his astonishment, immediately launched his own strength and forced his way out of the interior of the mercury guard.

When it came out, it saw that a group of crows were staring at themselves, with fierce light in their red eyes.

It is more and more sure that it is in the trap, this man is disguised, is premeditated to capture it!

What to do!? What should I do? The spirit's flight speed is too slow...

the next moment, its eyes are sweeping over the crow servant.

Art, who has just shared the vision of a crow's servant, only sees that the soul of the necromancer who has just broken into his spiritual sea has emerged from the surface of mercurial guard. Then, the dark blue spirit body twists and turns into the shape of a crow, and then flies to the other side.

The other phantoms seem to be under some kind of command, with their bodies contorted - becoming more and more like a crow.

Confusion? Why? Escape?

Strangely, some puzzled att ordered the crow minion to throw a spell:

capture Crow -

then, a few lines of prompt text were refreshed in art's status bar www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!