On the practice scroll that recorded the tricks of the soul, Freud once read a record, which clearly recorded that there is another way to learn the tricks of the soul in addition to step by step:
Assist in the practice of soul tricks by killing and absorbing the special energies of the undead.
In fact, there are many limitations to this method, and it is very likely that due to the chaotic energy in the undead, it will lead to its own degeneration.
Moreover, the soul trick obtained by absorbing the undead must be consistent with the ability of the undead itself.
For example, an undead can only have the ability of 'possession', so 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 soul tricks absorbed is not necessarily good, it is better to practice on your own, you have more choices, and you can avoid depravity.
Freud had never considered this approach before.
However, now he has heard about Madam Shira, the undead spider.
The spider undead are special undead. The so-called special undead means that they have a special place that is different from ordinary undead, perhaps because they have a stronger influence on the material world, or have special abilities that distinguish them from ordinary undead.
The soul trick absorbed by killing the special undead is most likely the other party's special ability, and the strength will be much stronger than the ordinary soul trick!
Of course, the chaotic energy brought by the special undead will be more turbulent, and the probability of degeneration will also increase.
But it happens that the last thing Floyd is afraid of is depravity.
With the prelude to reincarnation, even if he falls, he can be pulled back. However, whether you can fall or not 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 the particularity of the spider undead, the scales in Freud's heart began to shift.
Angel can naturally see Frode's mind. He is actually more inclined to let Frode use special undead to break through the soul trick. However, the final decision still needs Frode to make the final decision.
Angel: "Since you have this idea, you might as well wait for a while. Let's see what special abilities this spider undead has."
Floyd nodded: "Okay."
For the next period of time, Angel and Floyd temporarily stayed in a forester's wooden house on the highland behind the lakeshore, which could see the direction of the castle.
In order to prevent the special undead's sense of induction from being too strong to come, neither Angel nor Frode used their energy, but sat silently and waited.
In a flash, two days have passed.
Floyd pushed open the door of the wooden house, and the weather was very sunny. Under the sun, you can smell the water vapor and woody fragrance in the air.
Floyd stood at the door and looked at the Star Lake Castle in the distance.
It is still as majestic and calm as before, and against the backdrop of the tree shadows, it adds a bit of loneliness.
Looking at such a castle, Floyd had doubts again in his heart: Will the spider 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
"Grumbling"
When Floyd was looking into the distance, a dark shadow suddenly flashed across the forest, and a flurry of birds were startled. The shadow's speed is extremely fast, and the direction is directed at the wooden house.
When the shadow was about to hit the door, Frode shifted his body, and the shadow immediately rushed inside.
As the shadow came into the house, bursts of chirping sounded.
Frode looked back, but saw that the black shadow had come to Angel at this time, and stopped on his palm, revealing his little seabird with gray feathers.
It was Toby who slept for many days and rarely let out the air.
Toby chirped, as if he was talking about something. Although Floyd's contact with Toby is not too small, the bird's voice still has no progress, and it can only be heard that Toby is very excited.
Thinking that Toby was released to detect the undead movements at high altitudes, Floyd's eyes lit up: Could it be that Toby saw the traces of the spider undead
Floyd looked at Angel, and only Angel, who was full of bird language, could hear what Toby wanted to say.
"It didn't see the spider undead. The reason why it is so excited is simply because..." Angel paused, his voice lowered a bit: "There is no Greya here."
Toby originally thought that he would be very happy in the Wilderness of Dreams, and it was true at the beginning. He followed Turas and wandered around every day. However, one day later, Gloria also learned of the existence of the Wilderness of Dreams and entered the Wilderness of Dreams.
Since then, Toby has fallen into a nightmare of training in reality and training in the wilderness of dreams.
Angel finally left the savage cave, Toby returned to reality, and without Greya's tiger mother education, it was naturally very excited. Even flying through the withered forest makes it extremely happy.
As the actual manager of Chuxin City, Floyd naturally knows how strict Greya is to Toby... It can be said that the Colosseum of Stone Pillars in the south of the city was basically covered by Greya.
Therefore, Floyd also understands Toby's mentality: "Alas, it's not easy either."
Hearing Floyd's help, Toby also flew to his side, tweeted a few times, and chatted with emotion.
Angel shook his head, and after laughing, he said, "Although Toby didn't see the spider undead, and he didn't feel any undead movement nearby. But it told me that in his spiritual sense, there was a change in this mountain forest. ."
"Change?" Floyd was puzzled.
Toby was chattering, but Frode couldn't understand a word, so he could only turn to Angel again.
"Some creatures have abnormal behaviors. For example, natural enemies meet but no longer fight, and they nest in their nests; mouse ants begin to dig deeper holes 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? Floyd's eyes flashed Shen Ning, although many animals and insects have no intelligence, but in the spiritual world, the information they can perceive is more profound and pure.
Their response is to a large extent feedback some kind of information to the outside world.
If according to Angel's reasoning, there are more manic predators... Then will it be Mrs. Shira's arrival
Angel could see what Floyd was thinking, and while stroking Toby's soft feathers, he said, "Wait a minute, if it is true that Toby said, the atmosphere in the mountains has changed significantly, then The time for change is not far away.”
"At least tomorrow, the answer will emerge."
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In the secret basement of Star Lake Castle, little Sam is sorting out the precious authentic works collected by his mother.
While cleaning the dust on the tarpaulin covering the painting "The Wanderer in the Wheat Field", he explained the story inside and outside the painting to Yada at the other end.
Ada was fascinated.
Little Sam likes Yada's simple kindness very much, so he is happy to share these little stories with Yada.
As time passed by, 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 "dangdang", little Sam put down his work.
"It's already six o'clock. I'll go out to cook first and continue later." Little Sam said.
Yada nodded, he understood that little Sam was human and needed food to feed his stomach.
Yada followed little Sam, leaving the basement and entering the corridor on the first floor.
"Are you going to the kitchen with me, or will you play 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 sounded silently in his ears.
"Brother Sam, I... My spiritual body is 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, and naturally understands how terrifying the instability of the spiritual body is for the undead, and it may even fall due to it. Therefore, he asked nervously: "Why does the spiritual body become unstable, and is there a way to solve it?"
Yada lowered his head and avoided Xiao Sam's nervous eyes: "The death energy of Xinghu Castle is very heavy, and I have been infected with too much death energy in a short period of time, so there are signs of spiritual instability."
Little Sam: "Or, let's go to Mr. Pat, he... He should be able to help you stabilize the spiritual body, right?"
Yada shook his head: "No, my spiritual body is not at the point where adults need to take action. I only need to sleep for a while, and I will return to normal after a rest."
While speaking, Yada walked upstairs.
Little Sam hurriedly followed: "Really, as long as you have a rest, it's fine?"
Yada nodded, and according to the sound in his ear, he read it out one by one: "Yes. Lord Pat set up a special force field in my room with Shanny. When we rested, The power of the soul will slowly recover."
Although Little Sam knew about some wizards, he was completely ignorant of wizards' methods. Hearing Yada say that there is a special force field in the room, he also believed it. Because he had seen Shanni's room before, and after closing the door, a strange light pattern appeared on the door. It is said that no one could open it except Mr. Pat and Shani himself, and it was like an inscription space inside. , forming an independent defensive small world.
Mr. Pat has also arranged in Yada's room, which may be the special force field in his mouth.
Yada stood in front of the bedroom door: "I'll go 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 about Yada's soul, so he naturally didn't dare to act rashly.
Yada: "Then I'm in."
After Yada entered the door, he hesitated for a while and wanted to say something: "Brother Sam..."
Before he could say anything, the door closed by itself.
As the door was closed, the same light pattern as Shanny's room appeared on the door panel, and a partition immediately appeared in the room and outside. Neither sound nor energy can meet anymore.
Yada, who was standing in the center of the room, bowed his head regretfully.
"Don't worry, before the adults left, he reminded little Sam, even if you didn't warn him, in fact, he has already had doubts in his heart these 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, Floyd's voice gradually disappeared from the room
Yada sighed and glanced out the window, when suddenly the wind picked up.
The trees nearby were swaying in the wind, and looking through the gauze curtains, they looked like ghosts, revealing ferocious minions.
"I hope it's all right." Yada murmured to himself, climbed onto the exquisite bed, put on the login 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, then opened his legs and walked towards the kitchen.
As he passed the patio, little Sam heard a whirring sound.
Little Sam opened the door, walked to the terrace on the third floor, leaned against the railing and looked into the distance.
At this time, it was dusk and evening. According to the past celestial phenomena, there should be a hint of dusk red in the sky. But now standing on the terrace and looking out, I can't see any rosy color, only black clouds are rolling.
Originally, the black cloud was very low, and the Xinghu Castle was on the mountainside again, and the black cloud in the sky seemed to be close at hand.
The surging clouds and mist reflected in Little Sam's pupils, and the dark clouds were so close that they almost suppressed him into a frog that was about to suffocate.
With the gloomy mountains blowing from the heights, little Sam's heart bulged inexplicably.
"I always feel that something bad is about to happen." Such a message suddenly flashed in Xiao Sam's consciousness. It seemed to be born out of nowhere, and it seemed to warn Little Sam of danger.
Little Sam's throat moved, and a fragment of memory appeared in the memory box.
Then we'll go first, you pay attention to safety.
These are the words Mr. Pat said when he left, and little Sam always thought 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 pay attention to safety
"I should just scare myself. The undead here have been eliminated by Mr. Pat, and nothing will happen." Little Sam said to himself: "Even if it is really dangerous, it is nothing more than a thief and a beast, and there is a mechanism at the door. should be no problem."
Little Sam turned around, unwilling to feel the pressure outside.
The moment he crossed the terrace and stepped into the corridor.
The memory box was opened again, and a bizarre fragment of memory emerged: he was in Mr. Pat's room, taking a talent test.
These fragments, with strong colors, gradually fade away, leaving only a single image in the end.
The woman's face attached to the window, and the dancing spider feet in the pitch-black world outside.
"Mrs. Shira..." Little Sam's heart pounded: "Isn't it possible that she really came to the door?"
If Mrs. Sheila really came to the door, he was alone... What to do
Little Sam rubbed the back of his hand, which was a little cold, and was unwilling to think deeply about what would happen. Only when this is just a fantasy, quickly walk through the dark corridor.
But before he could take a few steps, a strange laughter suddenly sounded from behind.
Little Sam turned around abruptly, but there was no shadow behind him. There was only one window that looked out, tree shadows swayed, and the gloomy wind whistled.
Little Sam murmured: "It should be just the wind, don't think too much, don't think too much..."