Chapter 411: Spirit Gra.s.sland

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

My luck? Heh, what nonsense. Felicia raised an eyebrow at Angors words.

Hey sis, why is he sleeping? Greya pointed at Angor who had just rested his head on the table.

Oh. Maybe hes too tired.

The fluttering b.u.t.terflies took Angor into a vast and quiet s.p.a.ce. Angor knew this place since he was already forcefully brought here before; once by Parasite Queen and once by Ness.

This was Soul s.p.a.ce, somewhere both real and fake, and both inside and outside his body. Soul Manipulators believed that Soul s.p.a.ce existed in another dimension created by human consciousness.

Angor wasnt sure what exactly happened to him. The only thing he could see was the swarm of b.u.t.terflies which led him yet deeper inside Soul s.p.a.ce, while he could do nothing to resist.

He looked around and didnt find his own form. Telling from his previous experience, he knew that his soul wasnt separated or forced away like what happened during the fight against Parasite Queen. He could still think clearly, which meant he existed as his own consciousness maybe?

For now, he would believe so.

And since he could still control his thoughts he a.s.sumed that he was going into Soul s.p.a.ce on his own, while the b.u.t.terflies were simply following him.

Soul s.p.a.ce was a boundless realm with no directions, and one could only find his or her soul by following his or her self-awareness.

Accompanied by b.u.t.terflies, he soon saw something familiar.

It was his soul. Compared to last time, his soul was now resting above a small patch of gra.s.sland with fluffy spheres like dandelion seeds floating around it.

The soul itself now looked more solid and purer.

Next, his consciousness moved away from the b.u.t.terflies and went inside the soul.

Soul Angor slowly opened his eyes.

Just as she had expected, Felicia noticed that Angors consciousness returned to his soul. She was curious about how the boys soul looked so solid that it almost appeared as another individual. Also, that gra.s.s field under his feet was obviously something with self-defense capability.

She considered and ordered a single b.u.t.terfly to enter the gra.s.s field.

Usually, gra.s.s and b.u.t.terflies were perfect and natural combination. But here, as Felicias b.u.t.terfly touched the boundary of the gra.s.sland, the floating fluffs immediately began to unleash their spores which dissected the b.u.t.terfly into broken energy fragments.

Green Velvet? Felicia frowned. His spirit gra.s.sland looks so real, so the Green Velvet is a pretty powerful one. Maybe it has almost matured?

Meanwhile, Angor was also inspecting the gra.s.sland.

He immediately thought about his Green Velvet when he looked at the fluff b.a.l.l.s and deadly spores.

But in his memory, the Green Velvet didnt look like this before. He never knew how to actively peek inside his Soul s.p.a.ce before. He could only feel the drastic changes inside him, such as the last time when he was knocked out by a powerful energy while approaching the Holy Temple.

Was that when the Green Velvet gave birth to this gra.s.sland?

After witnessing how a b.u.t.terfly was melted in a blink of an eye, he knew that the Green Velvet could defend his soul better now.

Miss Felicia? Angor couldnt really move or speak in his soul form, but he was adept at utilizing emotion ripples to communicate now.

A moment later, he received a mixed emotion directed his way.

Nice spirit gra.s.sland. It seems like you dont need my Midnight b.u.t.terfly after all.

As you see, I already have my own soul defense. Shall we end this matter? Angor looked at the b.u.t.terfly swarm that was still lingering outside the gra.s.sland.

Felicia looked at Angors soul as well as those glittering eyes which looked more vivid than Angors real eyes. If possible, she would even claim those beautiful eyes as her collection.

Leave? Sure. But you wont mind me taking another look at your soul, will you?

Angor didnt say anything since nothing would help right now. Felicia would do anything she wanted to satisfy her curiosity, and he couldnt hope to stop her.

Ill not take advantage of this for free, of course. Ill tell you something useful in return, Felicias emotion continued to speak. Your Green Velvet is almost grown, and a matured Green Velvet may not be a good thing to you.

Why?

Well, Im not your teacher, so you have to find out on your own.

Angor remained silent again.

Smart boy. Felicia grinned.

Since Angor allowed her examination, Felicia proceeded to inspect Angors soul. Ordinary souls usually appeared semi-transparent, but Angors soul looked almost like a real human. It was even wearing a robe.

Should Angor learn how to eject his soul outside, most people without the right skills wouldnt be able to tell his soul from his body.

Are you a Soul Manipulator? Felicia asked.

No, Angor answered with a dry tone.

And you still have such a substantial soul? Rare case, indeed. Now, whatever made that legendary Isabelle so interested in you?

Felicia kept on looking.

A black b.u.t.terfly with white stripes entered the gra.s.sland upon Felicias order.

This one was clearly more powerful. The spores came and went through the insect without affecting it in any way.

And it seemed the Green Velvet was angered for some reason. Cl.u.s.ters of gra.s.s suddenly grew wildly from the field; they became thicker until they became a trap that swallowed the b.u.t.terfly.

Again, the b.u.t.terfly moved through their barrier like it didnt exist.

It seemed the b.u.t.terfly could s.h.i.+ft between dimensions. Under the attacks, it could simply escape briefly into another s.p.a.ce.

When the insect almost reached Angors soul, the Green Velvet did its last attempt by covering Angor tightly while leaving a number of white flowers outside as a defensive measure.

However, Angors cage suddenly vanished into the gra.s.sland again as the b.u.t.terfly drew closer.

You canceled it? Felicia asked.

It cant stop you anyway. Why waste time?

Felicia chuckled, probably scoffing at Angors weakness.

The b.u.t.terfly landed on Angors soul, followed by the second one, then a third until a group of b.u.t.terflies was crawling all over Angors soul.

Angor closed his eyes and let the insects send feedbacks to their master.

Decent quality and density

As solid as apprentices at their peak levels.

Huh whats this?

Felicia suddenly grew confused. I found soul ripples which should belong to a real wizard. Did someone transfer his soul energy to you before? Its almost

Deadmans Redemption, Mister Ness.

Thought so. That old pervert actually wasted five years of his strength just to solidify your soul?

My mentor took me to him.

Felicia frowned.

She never asked Angor about the name of his teacher since she more or less had an idea by now. She planned to pretend that she didnt know the boys teacher. She also planned to use this as an excuse if anyone were to come and blame her for peeking into Angors soul.

However, she believed that man wouldnt care about this at all.

Still, she wasnt sure about her previous a.s.sumption after listening to Angors words. As far as she knew, that man was far from being a kind-hearted teacher who would seek help from Old Ness just to help a small boy.

Is it actually Rein Mute or Wallace?

Felicia became hesitant when thinking about those two names since both of them were overprotective of their students. Especially Silencer Rein Mute, who was now a level-3 wizard as well as the real controller of the entire Brute Cavern.

She wondered if she should keep going.

And she decided to proceed anyway. To others, she didnt know Angors teacher after all, and it was not like she was going to kill Angor. She was only inspecting the soul of a young apprentice. No one would actually consider this a serious crime or something.

With the concerns gone, Felicia controlled her b.u.t.terflies to further examine Angor.

This time, she planned to go straight into the soul and see what was inside.

He even got a Soul Furnace? Guess he has no problem concentrating on Soul Manipulator spells now. But why do I feel that something keeps bugging me?