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"Roar!"

"You wait for me, I'll definitely come back to pick you up."

"Yes."

Ji Feng took the opportunity to hug her and gave her a kiss on her sweaty forehead. Melinda was obviously not satisfied with this. Looking up at the monsoon, the monsoon immediately kissed her on the lips.

After the monsoon passed through the gap in the iron fence, the few iron rods that had disappeared reappeared. At this time, Ji Feng roughly knew that this place was not a prison cell. It was most likely one of that person's magic tools. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to do something like this. Ji Feng's heart trembled. He did not tell his conjecture to Melinda, in case her emotions were affected.

He walked out of the cell and through a 30-meter corridor. After turning a corner, there were two rows of rooms that looked like an apartment. At the end of the corridor was a door. There were two doors.

Since he had not heard the man's voice, the wind did not stop when it passed by the doors. Soon, he arrived at the gate.

At that moment, the voice spoke up again. "Push open the door on the left."

Ji Feng's body paused for a moment before he turned around and pushed open the door. He saw a skeleton wearing a mage robe sitting on the only chair behind the only table in the room. In front of him was a thin and old book. What he saw was Ocott, who had come to preside over the plan.

Seeing Ocott, Monsoon felt a chill in his heart. This was a powerful warrior, not to mention his current appearance, even in his heyday on earth, he still had yet to see someone that could defeat him. The reason was, Earth was a planet of science and technology, the training culture had already weakened. However, he was once an expert, after all. Not only that, he had the heart of an expert as well. However, it wasn't affected by Ocott's unintentional display of might. He did not know that Ocott was secretly surprised by this.

"What should I call you?"

"You can call me Ocott."

"Who am I going to deal with?"

"Your cultivation is so low, how could you possibly kill them? Can you tell me your secret? "

"That doesn't seem to be within our trading range, does it? I'm only responsible for helping you kill people. As for how you do it, that's my problem. "

"You have to deal with the five people behind you."

"No problem, but you have to provide me some convenience, such as dispersing them. Even if I don't get cursed, I can't deal with all five of them at the same time."

"You're not going to ask me why I'm dealing with them?"

"This is your problem, it has nothing to do with me."

"I admire you a bit. If this matter is over and you're not dead yet, then how about you become my disciple?"

"I admit that you are very strong, but compared to your strength, I want to be an ordinary person." Monsoon did not want to be like Ocott, so he did not hesitate to refuse.

"I'll suppress the curse on your body first, lest you fail to kill them and end up getting killed by them instead."

As Ocott spoke, he quickly chanted, and a gray mass suddenly appeared on the top of the monsoon's head and sank into his body. Ji Feng felt a sense of relief. Then, he saw the pus on his body suddenly burst open. After the pus came out, it started to heal.

Sensing the change in his body, Ji Feng sincerely said, "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me, I can only temporarily suppress the curse for three or four days at most. I didn't see anything special about you. Despite being cursed so fiercely, you were able to survive until now. Furthermore, your vitality is so strong. If I didn't have the time, I would definitely study it. "

Ji Feng did not want to become a test subject, so he had no intention of continuing.

Ocott took out a brand-new mage robe and placed it on the table. "There's water in the room opposite us. Go wash up and change your clothes."

"Thank you." As Ji Feng was speaking, he went up to pick up his clothes, turned around and left.

Looking at the lightly closed door, Ocott said to himself, "Interesting."

Half an hour later, Monsoon returned to Ocott's room. He felt much more at ease without the pustules. From this point, he was quite grateful towards this skeleton. Although Ocott's motive was not for him.

"Now is not the time to make a move. You can stay here for now. When the time is right, I will inform you." As Ocott spoke, he stood up and left.

Although Ocott did not strictly forbid him to leave this place, Ji Feng knew that it was best for him to stay here obediently, otherwise, it would only bring him and Melinda unnecessary trouble.

Earlier, Ji Feng had seen everything in the room. There was nothing of interest to him at all, except the book that Ocott had not taken with him. He went straight to it and took it in his hand. It was written in the language of the Ancient Elves. It was also used by the Elves when they were ruling the continent.

As a loser, Polnan had dabbled in many of the texts, so he recognized them. The book was a spell called Dark Roar. From the looks of it, the name should be Dark Magic. It was said that darkness magic could only be cultivated by demons and intelligent beings whose souls leaned towards darkness.

On the Ksitigarbha continent, demons only existed in legends. It was said that in the Great War of Gods and Demons, after the demons were defeated, the entire clan left. As for where he went, no one knew. It was only the occasional piece of literature unearthed that proved that this race had existed before. On the continent, the Cult of Shadows was rumored to have inherited some of the cultivating systems of the demon race. With this as a basis, they formed a fixed faith. The faith of the Cult of Shadows encompassed almost all races except the elves. Not like the Radiant Church, where believers were all humans.

Ji Feng didn't expect to see a demon's magic here. The characters of this magic weren't long, only slightly over ten thousand. Among them, there were close to a thousand characters of incantation. This spell was quite long. The larger the magic in his memory, the longer the spell. However, from what Ji Feng could understand, this magic did not seem like a large-scale magic.

As a former expert, Ji Feng's memory was not limited to just one look. With just a single glance, he managed to memorize more than 10,000 words. Afraid that he remembered incorrectly, he read it again. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he returned the book to its original place.

Knowing that Ocott would not let him do it yet, he decided to study the spell. Carefully go through all the words in your head and ponder the meaning of every word. He quickly came to understand that the Dark Roar used spiritual force to attack the enemy's brain, causing them to temporarily lose consciousness. If the target's cultivation was too low, it was possible for them to become idiots just like that. The spiritual force here was obviously something that only souls in darkness would have. It wasn't something an ordinary person could possess. Ocott was a necromancer, and his soul was supposed to be in the dark. Even if he didn't side with the darkness before, now that he had trained himself to become a skeleton, his soul had also turned dark. However, according to his own understanding, Ji Feng also believed that ordinary mages could use the Dark Roar. That was only if his spiritual force was strong enough to launch overwhelming spiritual attacks. From this point, having a spiritual force of the darkness element was much more advantageous. Otherwise, this wouldn't be an attack magic of the darkness element. Of course, this was all due to Ji Feng's understanding of the Dark Roar. As for whether this was the case, no one knew.

However, Ji Feng was very interested in this kind of method, which could catch an enemy off guard and cause them to temporarily lose their combat ability. As a result, he decided to research it more in the future. If he could suddenly use it against his enemies, he would definitely be able to control the rhythm of the battle.

Apart from the Fireball Technique, this was the first magic that Ji Feng came into contact with. Furthermore, it was a dark magic. After memorizing it, Ji Feng still felt like he was building a car.

Although he had received almost all of Bornan's memories, he was still a top-grade trash of the Manchester Empire. There was no way for him to train. As for the path of cultivation, all he knew was to temper his body. In addition to all of that knowledge, this was the greatest fortune that he had left to Ji Feng. Thus, the knowledge of Ji Feng regarding cultivators was mostly limited to hearsay. All common knowledge regarding cultivation was left to Ji Feng to figure it out himself.

Unable to figure out the path of the Ji Feng, he decided to put the magic aside. Then, he thought of the mutated soul orb. He didn't have to worry about his own safety for now anyway, so he started to investigate. With a thought, the situation inside the soul orb appeared in his mind. The soul orb had regained its clarity, but the changes inside shocked Ji Feng.

The originally distinct black and white inside the soul bead had now changed to three different colors. The third color was between gray and white, darker than white, and lighter than gray. At first glance, it would look like white. However, compared to the real white on the side, he could still see it very clearly.

Ji Feng looked through all of the soul orbs, yet he could not find that ball of pale cold flame. He guessed that it should have been absorbed into the gray flame within the soul orb.

After a long while, the unknown Ji Feng shifted his attention away from the soul orb. Since the inside of the soul orb had stabilized, he tried to use his spiritual power.

Feeling the influx of vigorous spiritual force, a feeling of being in control of one's own destiny arose. This feeling didn't last long before his expression changed. He noticed that the Spiritual Force that was gushing out of the Soul Orb seemed to be different from before. As his mind entered his sea of consciousness, he felt that in the environment besides the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, there was something else. This thing gave him a rather cold feeling. If the spiritual energy of the world that was transformed into elemental energy was a warm sunlight, then what he felt was the chilliness of a cold night.

Ji Feng immediately thought of the gray spiritual energy and the pale white cold flame. At the same time, he faintly understood the true meaning of darkness magic. This was the kind of cold energy that was controlled by dark magic. He knew that if his guess was correct, he should be able to cast dark magic. Of course, he needed the chants and descriptions of darkness magic. This didn't mean that he just needed spiritual energy. Just like the Fireball Technique that he had mastered, it was because he knew the incantation for the Fireball Technique and its description that he was able to successfully cast the Fireball Technique. Of course, if he had a thorough understanding of the cultivation system of this world, he could create his own magic without those things.

It was clear that Ji Feng still had a long way to go before he reached the top of the world. Presumably, as long as he could advance to a Divine level cultivator, he would be able to do so. Thinking of a Divine level cultivator, Ji Feng suddenly thought of Geng Dan who was attached to the spatial ring. He called out a few times, but there was still no response.

Even though he knew that Geng Dan's soul was attached to the spatial ring, he couldn't detect Geng Dan's existence, just like how others couldn't sense the spatial ring that he had already recognized as master.

Ji Feng had nothing else to do, so cultivating here was clearly not appropriate. His gaze once again fell on the book. He wanted to see if the extra Spiritual Energy inside the Soul Orb was of the Darkness Attribute. If that was the case, he would make use of this opportunity to test it out. If he succeeded, then he would have another method to save his life.

He picked up the book and compared it with what he had memorized. After discovering that there were no mistakes, he began his experiment, which could also be said to be cultivation.

(Thank you, Archimedes)