Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 217: 218 The rhythm is finally here

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Soul power can also be borrowed

Before Angel could think of the answer to this question, he saw Nice shouting in a complaining tone: "I said, old man, you are wrong, it hurts me too much to cheat on my old friend for the sake of my students. already."

"Don't you want to know the truth about that gray fog?" Sanders put his arms around his chest, looking like he was out of the way.

"I think about it, but don't rush it for a while. Wait for Angel to grow up for a while, and the soul power is enough, isn't it?" Nice doesn't mind waiting for decades. It can take years or even decades to study a topic. Maybe when he thoroughly researches the gender issue at hand, Angel's soul power will reach the standard.

The two have been together for nearly a hundred years. Although the relationship is not as "one old friend" as Nice said, it is still passable. At least Sanders knows Nice enough. As soon as he pouted, he knew what he was going to fart.

Sanders: "Do you think your apprentice can wait decades before attacking Angel?"

Nis frowned and said to himself: Yes, he can wait for decades, but maybe when Angel's soul power is enough, Saka has killed Angel.

However, Nice turned his head and thought again: "It doesn't matter if you kill it, the soul is still there anyway."

Sanders sneered: "I said that even if Angel dies, I will take his soul. Do you think I will lend your soul to you?"

Nice: You will! But at that time, it will definitely take me a lot of magic crystals!

Sanders added: "Even if your apprentice didn't kill Angel, when Angel's soul power takes shape, he must have been promoted to the official wizard, and then he will know what the gray fog is, why bother come to beg you?"

Nice thought about it, it seemed to make sense.

Sanders further increased the temptation: "Even if he agrees to let you study at that time, from the principle of equivalent exchange, a wizard exposes the soul of the most Akagi to another wizard, which means that he even risked his life. With your life as a bargaining chip, what price can you pay to let him trade with you at all costs?"

There was a hint of struggle on Nice's face, because Sanders' last words were heart-wrenching. It seems that as long as he misses today, no matter how he chooses, he will pay a huge price to get the opportunity to study Angel's soul.

But if he wants to know the truth of the gray fog now, he must devote the power of his soul. And in order not to be repelled by Angel's soul, he must pay the most quintessential soul power, which is equivalent to consuming his own cultivation base and condensing his soul for Angel.

On the one hand, it consumes the cultivation base now, and on the other hand, it pays a lot of money in the future. Nice's face was hesitant, a little difficult to make a choice.

However, Angel, who was used by the two as "chips" to change the cup, felt inexplicably desolate.

After a while, Nice thought about it for a while, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, I'll temporarily lend him the power of my soul." I will spend at least two years of cultivation, and your soul can be more pure by this... You are really a good teacher!"

Sanders: "There's no such thing as being cheap. Don't you really want to know what the gray fog is? As a soul master, maybe you can parse out more of the gray fog. Maybe you can too. What about cultivating this soul technique? So, it's too easy for you to use this kind of talk to empty your hands."

Nice just pointed out the harm of soul power to himself and the benefits to Angel, naturally, to seek a favor. Although Angel is very good at the moment, who can say it clearly in the future, why not do it if he can ask for favors casually.

Nice was so pierced by Sanders, and he wasn't annoyed. Anyway, whether Angel wants to write down this favor is not something that Sanders can stop. It all depends on Angel's own values; he just needs to stop and let Angel understand that what he will do next is What, let Angel decide for himself.

"The power of souls cultivated by each person is different, and the power of alien souls will be rejected, so I can only lend you the power of souls that have been refined without attributes." Nis explained to Angel and started Essence of the power of your own soul: "You must know it in your own heart. After the power of the soul fills your body and is enough to shake the gray fog, you should stay away from me, otherwise it will be considered the power of the soul that has been refined, but after all You didn't accumulate it yourself, and it won't do you any good if you have more."

After Angel confirmed it was correct, Nice walked up to Sanders: "My body will be handed over to you."

Let's just say, Nice sat down cross-legged, followed by a Soul Ribbon technique, and Nice's soul body came out directly.

Angel found that Nice's soul was different from other people's souls. He was clearer and more solid. From the outside, he didn't have the characteristics of a soul at all, just like a real person. If Angel hadn't watched Nice's soul out of his body in person, it would have been difficult for him to judge.

After turning into a soul, Nice floated to Angel's side.

"I'm about to start. After my soul power enters your soul body, you will start preparing to shake the gray fog."

"clear!"

The next moment, a little light appeared on Nice's body, and those were the most quintessential soul powers. These fluorescent lights surround Nice, like a dream like fireflies.

"Absorb it! Until you can shake the gray fog." Nice shouted.

Absorbing these fluorescent lights seems to be the instinct of the soul. Angel only needs to approach the fluorescent light gently, and the soul will take the initiative to incorporate these fluorescent lights into the body.

With the essence of the soul entering the body, Angel felt that a huge furnace appeared in the depths of the soul, and it burned the soul vigorously.

Every bit of fluorescent light that entered the body seemed to be a combustion accelerant, falling directly into the furnace, burning the nameless flame even more scorchingly.

The energy of the soul was originally dead, but at this moment, all the energy began to become active and boiled. Angel felt like water in a hot pot, constantly smoking and exhaling hot bubbles.

The soul is calcined, and the power begins to boil and suffice. Although Angel felt a little uncomfortable, thinking of Nice's words, he resisted the burning of his soul and began to pry the gray mist deep in his soul.

With the expansion of the power of the soul, Angel became more handy in manipulating the gray mist.

Angel could only move a little at first, but now he can control a small piece of fog to move out.

After about a minute or two, the effect of the fluorescent light entering the body began to saturate, and the power of the soul was burned to the extreme by the furnace. Angel felt that the soul was extremely full and full, and the gray mist was under his control, enough to go out. dispersion.

At the same time, Angel's soul began to swell. He immediately got out of the scope of the fluorescent light and floated farther away.

When Nice saw Angel leave, he also withdrew the fluorescent light from his body.

At this time, the soul of Nice was a little more erratic than the initial solidity. Although it was still not obvious, a careful person could already tell the difference between a real person and a soul.

Nice returned to the **, his face was a little pale, and his spirit was weaker than before.

"This time it's a big loss. I thought it would take up to a year or two of cultivation, but the quality of that kid's soul has reached such a level that even the soul melting pot has appeared! This time I spent at least four or five years. Cultivation!" Nis complained repeatedly, roaring at Sanders: "Are you sure this guy is really not a soul type? Even if it is a nightmare soul body, the quality of the soul will not be so high, right?"

"The Nightmare Soul is also graded." Sanders pointed to Angel: "His Nightmare Soul level should be higher than mine."

"The Nightmare Soul is graded? Is this system still divided into classes?" Nice didn't know about the Nightmare Soul, but only knew that it was a special physique that Sanders tinkered with: "Are you sure he doesn't have soul talent? My Soul Furnace He was barely summoned when he was a second-level apprentice, this guy has never cultivated a soul, and the quality of his soul is so high that he can generate a soul furnace?!"

"No, he is an illusion talent." Although Saunders said it with certainty, he was actually not very sure, because the tree spirit once said when he tested Angel's talent, In addition to the mysterious side illusion talent, Angel , he also has a talent, and it is also a mystery talent, but his spiritual sea is too defensive, and a forced breakthrough will cause him damage, so the tree spirit did not detect the second talent.

Sanders thought to himself: Is his second talent a soul talent

Regardless of whether Angel has soul-type talent or not, Sanders didn't plan to say it before he was promoted to the official wizard. If you can't even care about one talent, you will rashly dabble in another completely different field, and you may not learn anything in the end.

"Talent is only a reference, not a necessary condition to measure a person's future direction. I think Angel should also achieve success in learning soul magic." Nice Road.

"Maybe." Sanders said lightly, "Aren't you going to see the specific effect?"

"Go, go, go!" Nice said angrily: "This time it's really a loss! My five years of work are at least equal to that kid's practice for ten or eight years. After this time, his soul has been fused, and it is estimated that he will be in the apprenticeship stage again. No one can surpass him in the quality of his soul."

Sanders smiled: "Look at it another way, at least the people in Shuangyue see you like this, they shouldn't push you to the front again."

"Frost Moon Alliance..." Niss sneered and didn't speak.

Nice took Angel to a deeper underground cave dedicated to experimenting with spells. This was a completely metal room with a magic energy array engraved on the ground for protection. Nice asked Angel to stand in the middle, and all kinds of alchemy props were aimed at Angel, just to record the accurate data of the gray fog.

"It should be enough to release a soul spell, right here, let me see what this gray fog is." Nice's eyes lit up: "If it can be parsed out, I won't be at a loss this time."

The fullness of the power of the soul has kept Angel in a state of torment all the time. Hearing Nice's words, his suppressed state can finally be relaxed.

Drumming his soul, Angel released all the soul power he got from Nice, and the gray mist in Angel's body poured out crazily at this moment!

Just as the gray mist left Angel's soul body, a strange aura enveloped the underground cave...

When the gray mist spread out, the thick and steady power was immediately sensed by them.

"How is that possible?! This is..." Nice's eyes were full of surprise: "When I remembered it, I said how could it be so familiar! This is the rhythm of the law that appeared that day!"

Nice reacted immediately and shouted: "Damn! Sanders, you are cheating on me again!"

Sanders felt the familiar vein, and his eyes flashed: "Sure enough, this is... the vein of gravity."