This time, he did not activate the power of the magic energy array, but directly—
A shot went out.
Countless white light tentacles grew out of the barrel of the gun. After a while, the tentacles contracted and restrained the light, turning into a bullet like a shooting star, dragging a long white tail, and submerging into the body of the undead.
The undead screamed and collapsed to the ground, curled up.
Angel took a few steps away from it and carefully observed the state of the undead.
It was shaking, shaking its head from side to side, as if struggling and painful. The black hair covered her face.
Slowly, its tremors calmed down.
"The undead haven't disappeared? Isn't this bullet meant to destroy the undead?" Angel thought to himself, shouldn't this bullet actually help the undead
The power of mystery is wonderful. Angel still remembers that Prome once said that there is a mysterious item called "Dream Conch on the Moonlight Coast", and its effect is "ignoring the level and pulling all non-living bodies into dreams". This strange and tasteless mysterious prop, so far no one knows what is the use...
Therefore, Angel is not surprised that there are mysterious props that help the undead.
If it really helped the undead, Angel's behavior just now was a bit abrupt. He silently took another step back, fully activated "Boundless Silence", and completely hidden his figure.
The female undead no longer moved.
But Angel noticed that it did not die, and a white light slowly shrouded in her body.
Suddenly, she raised her head sharply.
When Angel saw her face, his expression froze, because he was not unfamiliar with the face of this female undead, and he had seen it three days ago. In Fenice's bathroom, the woman who, through his healing technique, accumulated resentment to the extreme and turned into an undead when she died.
Angel remembered that she seemed to have said that she was the thirteenth daughter of King Guman. But she didn't say her name, probably because she felt that her name was no longer important.
No wonder this undead has been staring at Castle Black, all her resentment comes from Castle Black.
When Angel pondered, she let out a scream on her back. Immediately afterwards, the white light in her body began to surge up, all of which poured into her head.
Under the illumination of the white light, Angel vaguely saw her delicate face before her death, looking forward and looking like a picture.
Angel's doubts are even greater. What is the effect of this white light bullet
Before long, the white light disappeared. The face of the female undead changed strangely, half hideous, half calm. The hideous side is still in the state of the undead, with white eyes like fog, and blood vessels protruding like qiu roots; but the calm side has the appearance of a lady.
"Could it be that the white light bullet actually makes the undead return to the soul?" Anger flashed surprise in his eyes. The information he read from the book was that the fall of the soul is irreversible. Once you become an undead, you will never return to your soul again. But the situation in front of her confuses Angel again. Half of the female undead's face remains unchanged, while the other half of her face has the tenderness of ordinary souls.
Angel thought for a while and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"
As soon as his voice came out, the originally peaceful female undead suddenly changed drastically, half astonished and half vicious.
The female undead looked left and right, but did not find the source of the sound, and began to retreat step by step.
Are you afraid? Angel snorted and continued to speak: "Are you conscious? Do you remember who you are?"
"Do you remember King Guman?"
The female undead retreated even more, and there was a trace of doubt and confusion on the normal half of her face.
"You are the thirteenth daughter of King Guman, who was framed here by the eldest princess. Do you remember?"
The female undead let out an "ah", turned her head and flew into the sky, running into the depths of the black forest.
So run away? Angel, who "can't fly", was stunned, even if he wanted to chase him, he couldn't do anything about it.
"So, is this bullet just wasted?" Angel wanted to cry without tears, but it wasn't that there was no news at all, at least he found out that the female undead did seem to have recovered some sense.
Because on that half of the normal face, there are many expressions that are not undead: such as calm, tenderness, consternation, fear, daze, and doubt. None of these expressions can appear on an undead. Could it be that she is actually in a state of "half soul and half undead"
Angel is not sure, and can only leave it for future research.
After this lesson, the next research will not be able to choose the target so arbitrarily, at least the scope must be delineated so that the target cannot escape, otherwise a bullet will be wasted.
When is the next study, Angel has not yet decided. But when he left Castle Black, it was not easy to meet so many undead again, so he planned to take this opportunity to collect more white light bullets.
So, in the next time, Angel swept away the undead along the beginning of the Black Forest.
The undead in the Black Forest began to disappear in a large area, which obviously could not hide the eyes of Castle Black.
Felicia took out the crystal ball and looked at Angel's massacre of the undead with a puzzled expression: "What is he doing?"
Greya also came over: "Probably experimenting with weapons? This kid's potential is really good. I remember that a year ago he was an ordinary mortal who was caught by all parties. I didn't expect that a year later, he could face so many undead. ."
"Many official wizards hate to face the undead, but he is good." Greya looked at Angel and smiled very gently.
Felicia did not deny Angel's potential. She personally experienced the scene where Angel was almost promoted to "Mysterious Alchemist", so she knew that this young man was outstanding.
But she was still a little puzzled about the scene in front of her: "This weapon has a very good lethality to the undead. It seems to be a magic energy array that kills casualties in a large area... He should have a very rare enchanting alchemy inheritance. However, the test weapon needs to be killed. So many undead?"
Greya: "This weapon once absorbed half of the mysterious spirit. Probably, I want to find out what its mysterious effect is."
Felicia also felt that this might be the case, otherwise it would be impossible to explain Angel's behavior.
Greya thought for a moment and said, "Some mysterious items are very tasteless, and some mysterious items have amazing effects even if they are only half of them, such as the soul bead making plate in the Garden of Living Souls. Angel's revolver gun , the specific effect is unknown for the time being, but I hope his luck is not too bad."
While Felicia was talking with Greya, Isabel slowly opened her eyes in a quiet room in the Soul Realm on the second basement floor of Castle Black.
She heard Greya's words, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth: "How can mysterious props be tasteless, it's just not used in the right place."
After that, Isabel's eyes turned to Angel's position.
She quietly watched Angel slaughter the undead, without uttering a single word, and after a long while, she smiled slightly: "I did a good thing for Castle Black, and I wanted to get rid of Shen Wei for a long time, but the atmosphere in the castle remained unchanged, Shen Wei It will never be eliminated.”
Isabelle closed her eyes and entered a state of meditation again.
Angel slaughtered for nearly three days, and I don't know how many undead were eliminated. Finally, all the six scabbards in the magazine were loaded, and the six white-light shining bullets were ready to go.
In the past three days, he has traveled almost all over the area of 100 miles around Castle Black.
After confirming that there was no more white light pouring down from the dead or wounded, Angel put away the gun and prepared to go home.
On the way back, Angel didn't see a single undead, which shows how hard he has worked hard to clean up the past few days. When passing by the cemetery, Angle paused and went down the deep well to see Huahua.
When he came to the cave where Huahua was located, Angel was taken aback.
Huahua was sitting obediently at the desk and reading, the reason why he was in a daze was because the layout of Huahua's room had changed. The original bed was dismantled by her, and the wood was put aside, she seemed to want to do something.
Her current bed has become a hammock, hanging in the center of the room.
In addition, he also found that Hua Hua's skirt had also changed. Although it was still a goose-yellow dress, there were many small flowers on the skirt. When Angel saw the scissors on the table and the shredded quilt, his eyes were clear.
It seems that Huahua is not alone here, and actually sat down to work.
After thinking about it, Angel made another fantasy. This fantasy was packed full of virtual materials, such as wooden boards, paper, thread, cloth... Angel placed this fantasy at the parallel of the window. , very hidden, but can still be discovered by more observation.
After doing all this, Angel quietly turned around and left without disturbing Huahua.
On the way back, Angel's mouth curled into a smile. He had left an illusion for Huahua, just to comfort her, but he didn't expect to be able to play like this.
If the illusion can reflect the real material properties, he can even practice drawing magic energy arrays and alchemy in the illusion, so that materials are not wasted. But unfortunately, even if he gave special properties to the materials in the illusion, he would take it for granted. There was no real logic to speak of, and it was still useless. But it is no problem to simply use fantasy to connect with painting or ordinary craftsmanship.
When returning to Castle Black, Angel found that both Greya and Felicia were in the hall.
When he entered the hall, he was actually a little nervous, afraid that Felicia would talk about that day and ask who the suture woman was. But to his surprise, Felicia just smiled at him and didn't ask anything else.
Greya beckoned to him with a smile: "Angol, come and sit down."
Angel noticed that Greya's expression was not ignorant and youthful, but mature and charming. He tentatively called out, "Lord Greya?"
Seeing Angel's cautious appearance, Greya couldn't help laughing: "I'm real, another little girl is sleeping."
Another little girl? Angel was stunned, always feeling as if he knew some important information.
He came over and sat on the sofa opposite Gloria.
"I found that Toby has a feather on his body that is very special..."