Chapter 2161 Lady Sheila’s Second Special Ability <TOC> Chapter 2163 Awakened Demon Person Eremy
Translator: SumTLMan
In Initial Heart City, on the second floor of the library.
Angel sat by the window, letting the brilliant sunlight pour over him. He held a thick book titled —Architecture and Art—, slowly turning its pages.
About a third into the book, the grey-haired old man sitting opposite Angel let out a sigh of regret.
Looking up, Angel first saw a wisp of floating dust, followed by Nisi with a helpless, wry expression.
“At the forty-eighth node of the third wandering, I chose the wrong activation path,” Nisi sighed, casually sweeping the broken stone and dust on the table into the trash can below.
——These fragments came from a stone tablet engraved with a symbol of the Qwest World. The tablet disintegrated due to the failed decryption.
The trash can was already filled with sand and stones.
Nisi picked up a notebook filled with data information, recording each failed decryption attempt to avoid repeating mistakes. The notebook was already filled with ten pages of dense notes, indicating the numerous failures over the past few days.
After recording his latest failure, Nisi looked up, stroking his hands and said with an expectant expression, “Angel, look… I failed again.”
Nisi didn’t directly ask for help, but his eyes and expression conveyed a strong hope.
Angel was silent for a moment, put down the thick book he was reading, and said slowly, “This is already your fourth failure today. Including the past few days, you must have failed more than twenty times. Are you planning to fail at every single node?”
Nisi sadly denied, “Not at all. I’ve been seriously calculating the correct nodes. For those nodes with uncertain pathways, I only start activating when I’ve minimized the error to a two-choice scenario. If I were to fail at every node, I’d have failed almost four hundred times by now.”
In the last five days, Nisi had failed only about twenty times, which he considered a good number.
But he couldn’t brag, especially in front of Angel. ——Angel had practically been living in the underground altar these past few days, entering and exiting the Wilderness of Dreams from time to time, and bringing Nisi a whole tablet each time. If Nisi had to do it himself, he would probably find it annoying, so he didn’t dare show any temper, fearing Angel would get annoyed and abandon the task.
Angel looked at Nisi’s pitiful state, stayed silent for a moment, and then resignedly returned to reality. He used the Dream Conch to bring another tablet engraved with symbols into the Wilderness of Dreams. After all, he had promised Nisi, and he also hoped Nisi could find the coordinates to the Qwest World through the constant power in the symbols.
When Angel returned to the Wilderness of Dreams, Nisi had already started studying the new tablet.
Angel tapped the table lightly with his finger, and Nisi looked up, puzzled.
“I have something to say, so hold off on your research for now,” Angel said.
Nisi, though preoccupied with the decryption, didn’t dare ignore Angel’s initiative to speak. He put down the tablet and gestured for Angel to speak his mind.
“I’m preparing to leave the Revelation Continent.”
Nisi was surprised, “Are you planning to go back to the Savage Grottoes?”
Angel shook his head, “No, I’m going to the Old Land Continent to deal with some things… that I couldn’t handle before.”
Things he couldn’t do before but can do now? Nisi quietly mused over this but didn’t pry further, instead asking, “And then?”
“So I can no longer stay at the underground altar, if I am to continue to help you pull the stone slab, I must pry open and take away the stone slab floor on the altar.” Angel: “I wonder, will this have any effect?”
Nisi pondered: “These past few days you have only been bringing in stone slabs, the symbols have not been damaged, it can be seen that prying away the symbols on the stone slab should not have any effect.”
After getting the answer, Angel nodded, signaling Nisi to continue the research, while he returned to reality.
After Angel left, Nisi was about to pick up the stone slab to continue the research when he heard footsteps outside the usually quiet construction hall.
A visitor walked in.
When Nisi saw the visitor, his eyes lit up; it was a beautiful lady.
According to Nisi’s usual nature, he would have already gone up to strike a conversation, but now he valued the research of the stone slab more, so he just glanced and prepared to continue his research.
But at this moment, the lady walked towards him.
“Lord, I just saw you sitting opposite a young man through the open window below the library,” the lady asked politely: “Do you know where he is now?”
On the other side, after Angel returned to reality, he was still near the underground altar.
However, there wasn’t only him there, but also Freud and… Tulas.
Tulas was sitting in the center of the altar, engulfing the rich Death Aura around him, while Freud stared wide-eyed outside the altar, looking at Tulas in disbelief.
“How is it?” Angel landed beside Freud.
Freud hadn’t come back to his senses and just subconsciously said: “Lord, what did you say?”
“I mean, how are Alda, Sunny, and Tulas’ progress?” Angel asked.
It took a while for Freud to come back to his senses, slightly embarrassed, he replied: “Alda and Sunny have already begun to understand the Soul Trickery, but it’s their first time encountering such specific ability practice, it may take some time before they can start formal practice. As for Tulas…”
Freud glanced at Tulas on the altar: “You’ve seen his situation, Lord. He has been Absorbing Death Aura here for three full days and still hasn’t reached his limit, this is simply beyond the category of ordinary ghosts!”
Angel was calm: “After all, Tulas was once an existence that lived for thousands of years, and a very special ghost. It’s normal for him to have a high capacity for Death Aura.”
Freud also knew some of Tulas’ situation, but as a soul himself, he was too aware of the soul capacity limit, Tulas simply didn’t seem like a soul of their level. Because of the contrast, Freud was so surprised.
Freud: “Half a day ago, Tulas woke up once. According to his description, he should be able to reach the peak of Death Aura today. However, perhaps due to his overly optimistic nature, like Alda, he has a high tolerance for Death Aura, showing no emotional changes at all. Even if he really reaches the peak of Death Aura, I guess there won’t be any signs of corruption.”
“However, Lord, if you want him to practice Soul Trickery, even if his Death Aura capacity reaches the peak, it’s still better to wait for him to familiarize himself for a month or two before starting…”
Angel brought Tulas to reality, naturally intending for Tulas to practice Soul Trickery too.
However, since Freud gave such advice, Angel would listen to it. Early or late practice wouldn’t really affect Tulas.
“That’s good, during this time Tulas can follow me, and also act as a messenger between me and Nisi, so I don’t always have to go in and out just to pull a stone slab.”
After making the decision, Angel waited for Tulas to wake up.
Freud, looking at the rolling Death Aura being engulfed by Tulas, said after a moment of silence: “I think letting Tulas practice ordinary Soul Trickery is a bit of a waste of his talent. Lord, consider, if there are special ghosts for him to absorb, it might further enhance his abilities… Tulas is more suited to absorbing special ghosts than I am.”
If Alda and Sunny were involved, Freud would never make such a suggestion, as he doesn’t believe the two youngsters have the capability to absorb special ghosts. However, Tulas is different; he was once a special ghost himself, experienced in using special abilities. With his optimistic nature, even in the closed space of Silver Palm Island, it took a long while for him to fall; now, letting him absorb special ghosts might not even lead to his degeneration, and he could assimilate it.
Tulas is absolutely suitable for special Soul Trickery.
Facing the advice given by Freud, Angel pondered for a moment: “Special ghosts are not easy to find… But, I will consider it.”
As time passed by seconds and minutes, Tulas’s engulfing of Death Aura began to weaken, slowly reaching its capacity.
Previously, Freud thought that the Death Aura in the cave, which might not be digested in decades, had now obviously weakened a lot. This shows how crazily Tulas absorbed the Death Aura this time.
After Tulas stopped absorbing the Death Aura, he opened his eyes.
As Freud guessed, even when Tulas allowed the Death Aura inside him to peak, he didn’t exhibit any negative emotions and remained in his silly, sweet demeanor. He even looked at his body curiously for any changes, and with a puzzled expression, asked Freud, “Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with me?”
Freud shook his head: “No problem, I’m just surprised at how well you can absorb Death Aura.”
Tulas raised his head proudly, his handsome face completely mismatching his muscular body under the bull-horn helmet, displaying a smug expression: “Naturally, I am the man who killed the legendary pirate Redbeard!”
Angel commented quietly: “When you were dominating the Far Eastern Seas, Redbeard was actually just five or six years old. You couldn’t have battled him.”
Tulas didn’t believe it and still proudly said, “Don’t lie to me. It’s clearly recorded in —Song of the Deep Sea at Witching Hour—…”
Angel sighed deeply; he no longer wanted to say “that’s a brain hole novel written by later authors.” He had said it many times, but Tulas would never believe it.
Tulas just thought, since the legendary pirate Redbeard was so powerful, and he killed him in the novel, he must be more powerful.
Freud also knew Tulas’s character and rubbed his temples helplessly, not bothering to argue. It was hard for him to imagine that the historically notorious ‘Tyrant King’ was Tulas, more like ‘King of Silly Sweetness.’
Neither Angel nor Freud argued with Tulas, making Tulas even more smug. When he walked down from the altar, his steps were filled with arrogance.
“Lord, I can’t absorb Death Aura anymore. Can I start practicing the Soul Trickery you mentioned?” Tulas blinked and looked at Angel.
Angel: “Get used to it for another month or two.”
“Another month or two?” Tulas didn’t mind the time and nodded: “Then I’ll go back to Initial Heart City first. I’m the sheriff, and I wonder how chaotic the city has become in my absence?”
Freud quietly said: “It’s actually more stable without you.”
Tulas ‘hmphed’ and didn’t believe it.
Angel took out the Cathedral of the Dead and gave it to Tulas as a dwelling place. But before Tulas entered the Cathedral of the Dead, he also assigned him a task.
“Staying in the library all the time?” Tulas frowned, “Can’t it be something else?”
“No, it can’t.” Angel: “Remember, as soon as Nisi’s stone tablet breaks, you return to reality and inform me.”
Although Tulas didn’t want to stay in the library all the time, this was a rare mission from Angel, so he reluctantly accepted it.
After Tulas returned to the Cathedral of the Dead, Angel then shared his plan to go to the Old Land Continent with Freud.
Freud nodded, knowing Angel was going to the Old Land Continent but not why. He guessed it was to handle family affairs, so Freud didn’t ask further.
Angel placed the Cathedral of the Dead into his bracelet, then took out a revolver——Prelude of Reincarnation, from it and handed it to Freud.
“Keep this with you for now. It still has a complete white light bullet in it. If one isn’t enough, I’ll find a way to replenish the ammunition from the Sea of Ghosts later.”
Freud did not refuse. After Alda and Sunny undergo training in Soul Trickery, Alda probably won’t need it, but there’s a chance Sunny might fall into Death Aura. Having the Prelude of Reincarnation at least provides an opportunity for redemption.
Having done all this, Angel approached the altar and sliced the stone slab engraved with symbols, preparing to carry it with him.
Just as Angel picked up the stone slab, a ‘click-click’ sound suddenly reached his ears.
Looking down, he saw several deep cracks had formed in the previously intact altar.
Freud noticed the cracks too and pondered for a moment: “The materials of the altar are ordinary stones, previously protected from the Death Aura by these symbols. But now, with the symbols removed by you, it lacks protection and naturally started cracking… But why so quickly?”
Freud didn’t think much of it, believing it might be due to Lady Sheila’s long-term presence corroding the altar with her power, leading to the early appearance of the cracks.
After inspecting the cracked altar and ensuring there was nothing missed or dangerous, Angel, unconcerned, left the cave with the stone slab along with Freud.
…
Tulas returned to the location of Initial Heart City, which was the main hall of the library. He had previously met Angel here, so this was where he entered.
“Lord said that Wizard Nisi is in the Construction Pavilion on the second floor… Tsk tsk, they even have a special library for architecture.” While Tulas commented, he resignedly headed to the second floor.
Upon reaching the Novel Pavilion, he paused and grabbed a few novels from inside. He would be following Wizard Nisi for some time and needed some novels to alleviate boredom.
Holding a stack of novels, Tulas reached the Construction Pavilion.
Upon entering, he saw Wizard Nisi sitting by the window and a lady with her back to him. She looked somewhat familiar. Tulas mumbled to himself as he approached.
As Tulas got closer, the lady turned around. Upon seeing Tulas, her expression froze for a moment, a flood of inexplicable emotions surged in her eyes, but they were quickly suppressed.
Tulas, however, cheerfully waved his hand: “It’s Little Haila~ How come you’re here~”
“My name is Mandara, I have no surname. Don’t casually change my name,” Mandara said in a deep voice.
“Alright, Little Haila.”
Mandara, rolling her eyes without a word, tacitly acknowledged Tulas’s nickname.
“Why haven’t you answered me? Did you come here for something?”
“Her name is Mandara?” Nisi interjected. “She came looking for Angel, but she won’t say why.”
“Is it Lord Pat you’re looking for? The lord isn’t here, should I go back and ask for you?” Tulas kindly offered.
Mandara was silent for a moment and then shook her head: “No need, I have nothing to seek from him.”
Having said this, Mandara walked towards the outside.
Tulas muttered, “How come she has something to do, then nothing? Never mind, I won’t think about it.”
Tulas, holding a novel in his hands, sat down opposite the wizard Nisi.
Halfway through, Mandara, puzzled, turned to look at Tulas. Usually, he would follow her; why isn’t he moving today?
“Why aren’t you leaving?” Mandara asked seemingly casually.
Tulas replied, “I’ve taken a task from the lord, I need to stay here.”
Mandara’s lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing. Sighing, she turned and quickly left the building.
Confused, Tulas watched her leave, while Nisi picked up the now cold tea from the table and drank it with a smile.
Chapter 2161 Lady Sheila’s Second Special Ability <TOC> Chapter 2163 Awakened Demon Person Eremy