Chapter 1407 Cersabiras <TOC> Chapter 1409 Taking Action
Translator: SumTLMan
Cersabiras’s scarlet eyes darted about, finally locking onto Angel. An overwhelming aura of terror rushed at him head-on.
Any other apprentice, even one at the pinnacle, would likely have been paralyzed on the spot.
Yet, Angel’s physical strength was on par with a bloodline side formal wizard. He could endure such pressure.
Nevertheless, he remained motionless, seemingly affected. The unexpected appearance of Cersabiras took Angel by surprise. Though confident he could retreat at any moment, his primary purpose for being there was to observe the condition of Princess Guman and gather experimental data. To prevent any more significant movements from his opponent, Angel decided to feign being overwhelmed by Cersabiras’s presence and stayed still.
As Angel settled into a silent stance, a disdainful snort echoed from afar.
“Why so silent now?” A chilly voice pierced into Angel’s ears. “All bark and no bite. Killing you would be a piece of cake for me.”
Angel slightly lifted his head, seeking the source of the voice.
At the pinnacle of Cersabiras’s eyeball stood a throne made of human bones. Seated on it was a peculiar figure, larger than a typical ghost.
What made this figure so strange was its bifurcation right down the middle. One half was dark, the other light. The dark side was a chaotic mix of intense confusion and pure malice, emanating an ominous and sinister energy. The light side, in contrast, wasn’t much different from a regular soul — serene and gentle, resembling a refined and elegant lady of high birth.
This was the Half-Ghost State!
Angel wasn’t sure if there were other half-ghosts in the world, but within Black Castle’s territory, there was only one known half-ghost: Princess Guman, often referred to by the witches of Black Castle as the “source of chaos.”
Angel wasn’t sure why she appeared larger than before, but there was no doubt that this was the result of his inadvertent creation of a half-ghost.
At this moment, Princess Guman was seated high on the Bone Throne. Her two eyes, which did not share the same emotion, were lowered, looking at Angel with a sense of condescension.
It must be said that while the appearance of a half-ghost seemed odd, there was an unusual beauty to it, owing to the air of superiority she exuded. It was as if she truly was a ghostly queen, standing at the pinnacle of all beings, overlooking the living.
Even Angel was surprised. The changes in Princess Guman over just a few years were beyond his imagination.
Princess Guman raised her eyebrows, her lips curving in what seemed like a smile, but the amusement didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh, I almost forgot. You are too weak. Under my ghostly legion, you can’t even speak.”
Seeing Angel’s humble demeanor and lack of struggle or any sudden movement, Cersabiras eased the pressure it was exerting.
Angel also timely feigned a relieved expression.
“Such a powerful ghost legion indeed surprises me,” Angel said with a smile, making a gesture of respect. “It’s been a while, thirteenth daughter of King Guman.”
Princess Guman had been relatively composed, but upon hearing Angel’s address, a glint of resentment flashed in her eyes. “Silence!”
“When I left the Kingdom of Guman, I had no ties with the Guman royal family. After I annihilate the witches of Black Castle, the next I’ll kill is King Guman and the woman who framed me!”
Angel listened to her tirade calmly. He had heard the story of Princess Guman before her death. Due to the loss of the Scarlet Sovereignty, she was falsely accused by the eldest princess, subsequently becoming a slave. After enduring hardships, she was taken to the sinister Black Castle by slavers, underwent horrific torture, and ultimately bled to death.
Thus, this ghost queen who now seems to look down on all beings had, in her living days, endured immense suffering and was quite humble. Even in death, becoming a ghost, her heart remains filled with resentment.
However, more than knowing Princess Guman’s past, Angel was more interested in who she is now.
From what Angel knows, ghosts generally don’t possess a cohesive train of thought. They roam the world, driven solely by hatred, seeking to kill all living beings.
The fact that Princess Guman could converse with him and even retain memories from her living days suggests she’s no ordinary ghost.
Moreover, her intricate revenge scheme for Black Castle indicates her cunning and intelligence.
She’s a unique ghost, unlike any Angel has encountered before.
What made her this way? Angel’s curiosity grew. His daring face-to-face with Princess Guman was largely driven by a desire to understand the cause and refine his research report on the Prelude of Reincarnation.
Was it because she was once hit by a white light bullet, becoming a half-ghost? Or does Princess Guman’s soul inherently contain some special attribute?
As Angel speculated, Princess Guman ceased her tirade, staring coldly at him. With the ambient silence, her gaze grew even icier.
Angel couldn’t decipher what Princess Guman might be thinking, but he wasn’t ready for a confrontation. He broke the silence first, saying, “To start with, I genuinely sympathize with your plight.”
Angel didn’t delve deeper nor judged her actions as right or wrong, understanding that it’s challenging to draw a clear line. Depending on one’s perspective, right and wrong can differ.
“Furthermore, if you don’t identify with your former self, how should I address you?”
With a cold expression, Princess Guman replied, “You need not know, for you won’t be leaving here alive.”
“Even in death, wouldn’t you rather I be an enlightened soul?” However, Princess Guman responded only with a chilly smile, her eyes filled with growing malice.
“Alright, let’s leave it at that. But one thing piques my curiosity: you seemed to have brought me here intentionally. Why?”
To this question, Princess Guman wasn’t as reticent as before.
Her gaze shifted gently, finally landing on the Prelude of Reincarnation in Angel’s hand. Fear flickered in her eyes, yet there was also a hint of anticipation.
Her objective was this gun. As for its operation, she needed Angel to elucidate.
“How did I end up like this?” Princess Guman asked, staring intently at Angel.
Angel thought to himself, ‘Just as I suspected.’
He had always been puzzled. Why had Princess Guman specifically sought him out? There were only two events that connected him to her. First, he had facilitated Princess Guman’s demise, even helping her accumulate resentment before her death, causing her immediate transformation into a ghost. Secondly, when he first acquired the white light bullet, he tested its effects by firing it, and Princess Guman was inadvertently hit, becoming the first test subject of the white light bullet.
Of these two events, Angel didn’t believe the first one was of particular note to Princess Guman. Or to be precise, as a ghost, she might only retain negative emotions like hatred and rage, rather than gratitude. Besides, Angel’s favor to Princess Guman wasn’t exceptionally significant back then.
Thus, the only plausible reason was the latter: Princess Guman must’ve summoned him due to the Prelude of Reincarnation and her encounter with the white light bullet.
And indeed, this was the case.
“Don’t you already have the answer in your heart? When you saw me here, didn’t you realize it’s related to this?” Angel gestured with the Prelude of Reincarnation as he responded.
Angel pondered inwardly as he responded. What transformation did the white light bullet bring to Princess Guman? Why hadn’t she perished? Moreover, did she merely seek an answer or was she also eyeing the Prelude of Reincarnation?
Should he obtain the answers, the —Experimental Reports on the Prelude of Reincarnation— could reach a more comprehensive conclusion.
“What has it done? What state am I in now?” Princess Guman inquired once more.
Angel cast his eyes down. “As I mentioned before, in the Wizarding World, there’s an unwritten rule called Equivalent Exchange. I can provide you with the answers, but I’d like to know something too. Why don’t we strike a deal?”
Princess Guman scoffed, “Do you believe you’re in a position to barter with me?”
“It’s not about bartering,” Angel replied with a resigned grin, “It’s about clarity. As I said earlier, if one has to die, it’s better to understand why.”
Princess Guman took in his words, yet suspicion flickered in her eyes. Angel seemed too calm, and his response felt tactically defensive.
Could it be, Angel had something up his sleeve?
Princess Guman sensed the surroundings. Everyone from Black Castle was detained outside, oblivious to this location. There seemed to be no imminent threat.
Even if they entered with intentions to rescue Angel… she looked around.
The Giant Serpent Ghost, Bizarre Ghosts, Scarlet Ghost, Mountain Giants, and Cersabiras as the finale. Even if Black Castle’s forces came to Angel’s aid, he wouldn’t be able to escape her grasp.
Confident with her ghostly legion as backup, Princess Guman dismissed her slight misgivings and said to Angel, “I can grant you clarity, under one condition — every word you utter must be the truth!”
Angel’s lips twitched in a subtle smirk, but he quickly returned to a serious demeanor. “Do you really think I’d dare to lie, surrounded by such formidable ghosts?”
Princess Guman of Guman Kingdom snorted coldly, neither confirming nor denying.
Angel paused momentarily, then spoke, “I can answer the question you posed earlier now.”
Only then did Princess Guman direct her attention towards him.
“The name of this weapon is the ‘Prelude of Reincarnation’, and its function…”
Angel didn’t fabricate anything, for the abilities of the Prelude of Reincarnation had largely been revealed already. Even the function of the white light bullet, he guessed Princess Guman might have deduced.
Therefore, he didn’t deliberately conceal anything.
However, when it came to some limitations of the half-ghost, he was somewhat reticent.