Vol 2 Chapter 2151: Dark clouds

Chapter 2151: Dark Clouds Hanging
On the volley of spiritual practice, Frode had read a record, which clearly stated that in addition to the study of soul tricks, there is another way:
Soul tricks are assisted by killing and absorbing the special energy of the undead.
In fact, this method has many limitations, and it is very likely that due to the chaotic energy of the undead, it will cause itself to fall.
Moreover, the soul tricks of absorbing the undead must be consistent with the abilities of the undead itself.
For example, an undead can only possess the ability to possess, so the first soul trick learned by absorbing the undead through a special method can only be possessed.
The most important thing is that the absorbed soul tricks may not be as effective. It is better to practice by yourself, have more choices, and avoid corruption.
Frode had never considered this approach before.
However, now he heard about Mrs. Sheila the Undead.
The spider undead is a special undead. The so-called special undead represents that they have a special place that is different from ordinary undead. It may have a stronger influence on the material world, or it has a special ability to distinguish ordinary undead.
The soul tricks that kill the special undead and absorb them are most likely the opponent's special abilities, and the strength will be much stronger than the ordinary soul tricks!
Of course, the chaotic energy brought by the special undead will be more turbulent, and the chance of falling will be higher.
But it happened that Frode was most afraid of corruption.
There is an overture of reincarnation, and even if it is fallen, it can pull him back. However, if you can't fall, don't fall, really falling will not only waste white light bullets, but also the ability to absorb will not return.
Because of the special nature of the undead, the scale in Frode's mind began to shift.
Angel could naturally see Frode's mind. In fact, he was more inclined to let Frode break through the soul with a special undead. However, Frode's own decision was still needed.
Angel: "Since you have this mindset, then you might as well wait for a while. See what special ability this undead has."
Frost nodded. "Okay."
In the following period, Angel and Frode stayed temporarily in a forest ranger's cabin that could see the direction of the castle in the high ground behind the lakeshore.
In order to avoid the special undead consciousness being too strong to dare to come, neither Angel nor Frode used energy, but silently waited.
As soon as time passed, two days passed.
Frode pushed open the door of the cabin, and it was very sunny. Under the sun, you can smell the water vapor and wood fragrance in the air.
Frode stood at the door and looked at the Xinghu Castle in the distance.
Still as towering and calm as ever, under the background of the tree shadow, it adds a bit of solitude.
Looking at such a castle, Frode's heart raised doubts again: Will the undead spirit really come? What you see and hear in the talent test is a higher-dimensional spiritual world touch. Can this touch really be reflected in reality?
"Mutter mumble--"
As Frode looked into the distance, a dark shadow suddenly flashed through the forest, startling a bird. The shadow is extremely fast, pointing directly at the cabin.
As Shadow was about to hit the door, Frode shifted his body, and Shadow rushed into it immediately.
As the shadow came to the room, a burst of tweets moved.
Frode looked back, but saw that Black Shadow had now come to Ingle's body, stopped on his palm, and revealed his own figure—a small seabird with gray feathers.
It was Toby who had slept for many days and had a rare wind.
Toby's tweeted, as if talking about something. Although Frode's contact with Toby is not small, the bird's language hasn't made any progress, and he can only hear Toby very excited.
Frode couldn't help but think that Toby was let out to detect the undead's movements at high altitude: Could it be that Toby saw the trail of the undead?
Frost looked at Angel, and only Angel, who was full of birds, could hear what Toby wanted to say.
"It hasn't seen the undead, it's so excited simply because ..." Angelton paused, her voice down a bit: "There is no Greya here."
Toby originally thought that he would be very happy in the wilderness of dreams, and it was true at the beginning. He followed Turas and kept wavy every day. However, one day later, Greya also knew the existence of the dream field and entered the dream field.
Since then, Toby has fallen into a nightmare that is also trained in reality and the wilderness of dreams.
After all, Anger left the savage cave, Toby returned to reality, and without Greya's tiger mother education, it was naturally very excited. Even flying in the desolate mountains and forests makes it extremely happy.
Frode, as the actual manager of the City of the First Heart, naturally knew how rigorous Greya was to Toby ... It can be said that the stone pillar Colosseum in the south of the city was basically covered by Greya.
So Frode also understands Toby's mentality: "Well, it's not easy."
Hearing Frode's help, Toby also flew to his side, tweeting a few times, talking with emotion.
Angel shook his head and laughed, and said, "Although Toby didn't see the undead and didn't feel the undead moving nearby. But it told me that there was a slight change in the mountain forest in its spirit. . "
"Change?" Frode wondered.
Toby whispered, but Frode couldn't understand a word, and could only turn to Angel again.
"Some creatures have behaved abnormally, such as encounters between natural enemies but no longer fighting, each nesting in a nest; the rat ants began to dig deeper, disappeared, and the middle and lower sections of the ecological closed loop appeared clearly isolated.
Frode: "What does this mean?"
Angel: "I don't know yet, but vaguely we can see that there may be more manic predators coming."
A predator? Frost's eyes flashed, and many animals and insects, although not intelligent, in the spiritual world, they could feel the information more profound and pure.
Their response is to a great extent feedback some kind of information to the outside world.
If, according to Inger's reasoning, there were more manic predators ... wouldn't it be Mrs. Sheila coming?
Angel could see what Froude was thinking. He stroked Toby's soft feathers and said, "Wait a second, if, as Toby said, the atmosphere of the forest changes significantly, then It's not too far from the time when the change came. "
"At most tomorrow, the answer will emerge."
...
In the secret basement of Xinghu Castle, Little Sam is sorting out the precious realities of his mother's collection.
While clearing away the dust on the linoleum covering the painting "Wanderer in the Wheat Field", he explained the story outside the painting to Yada at the other end.
Yada listened very fascinated.
Little Sam likes Yada's simplicity and kindness, so he is happy to share these little stories with Yada.
Time passed minute by minute, Yada also began helping Little Sam clean up the dust and put the real thing.
When the bell in the basement started to sound the "Dangdang" sound, the younger Sam let go of his work.
"It's six o'clock. I'll go out to cook first and then continue later," said Little Sam.
Yada nodded, he understood that Little Sam was human and needed food for his belly.
Yada followed behind the younger Sam and walked away from the basement into the corridor on the first floor.
"Are you following me to the kitchen, or are you going to play for yourself first?" Little Sam asked.
Yada was naturally willing to follow Little Sam, but, just as he was about to answer, a strange wave came into his ear silently.
"Brother Sam, I ... I've been a bit unstable with spirits these days. I might have to go back to the house to rest for a while and recover."
Young Sam read a lot of books related to the soul during this time, and naturally understand how terrible the spiritual instability is to the undead, and may even fall because of it. So he asked a little nervously: "Why is there a situation of spiritual instability? Is there a way to solve it?"
Yada lowered her head, avoiding the nervous look of Little Sam. "Xinghu Castle's vitality is very heavy. I have been infected with too much vitality for a short time, so there are signs of spiritual instability."
Little Sam: "Otherwise, let's go to Mr. Pat. He ... he should be able to help you stabilize the spirit?"
Yada shook her head: "No, my spirit doesn't reach the point where adults need to take it. I just need to sleep for a while and take a rest to return to normal."
As he spoke, Yada walked upstairs.
Little Sam quickly hurried to keep up: "Really, just rest is OK?"
Yada nodded, and according to the sound coming from his ears, he remembered him in fifteen and ten: "Yes. Lord Pat arranged a special force field in my room with Shani. When we rested, The power of the soul will slowly recover. "
Although little Sam knew about the situation of some wizards, he had no idea about the means of the wizards. Hearing Yada said that there was a special force field in the room, he believed it. Because he had seen Shannie's room before, and after closing the door, strange light patterns appeared on the door. It is said that no one except Mr. Pat and Shannie could open it, it was like an inscription space. , Forming an independent defensive small world.
Mr. Pat also arranged in Yada's room, which may be the special force field in his mouth.
Yada stood in front of the bedroom door: "I'm going to rest first, and maybe I can wake up in a day or two. During this period ... it's better not to disturb me."
Little Sam nodded his head, which was related to Yada's soul.
Yada: "Then I went in."
When Yada came in, hesitated, and wanted to say something: "Brother Sam ..."
Before the words came out, the door shut itself.
As the door was covered, the same light veins appeared on the door panel as Shanie's room, and there was a partition immediately inside and outside the room. Neither sound nor energy can converge anymore.
Yada, standing in the middle of the room, lowered her head with regret.
"Rest assured, the Lord reminded the younger Sam before leaving, even if you didn't give a warning, in fact, he had doubts in his mind these days." Frode's voice echoed in the room.
Yada: "Is Brother Sam safe?"
"Yes, you will see him again when you sleep." After that, Frode's voice gradually disappeared from the room.
Yada sighed, glanced out the window, and at some point suddenly the wind rose.
The nearby trees swayed in the wind and looked through the screen, like ghosts one by one, revealing the cricket's minions.
"I hope it's okay." Yada murmured, climbed to the delicate bed, put on the registrar, and fell into a deep sleep.
At the same time, Little Sam, outside the door, pondered for a moment at the door before walking away towards the kitchen.
As he passed the terrace, Little Sam heard a whine.
Little Sam opened the door, walked to the terrace on the third floor, and leaned on the railing to look into the distance.
At this time, it was dusk and evening. According to the previous celestial phenomena, there should be a twilight glow in the sky. But now standing on the terrace and looking out, but can't see any clouds, only black clouds billowing.
Originally, the black clouds were very low, and the Xinghu Castle was on the mountainside again, as if the black clouds in the sky were near.
The surging clouds reflected in Little Sam's pupils, and the black clouds were so close that they almost suppressed him into a suffocating frog.
Cooperating with the bleak mountains and mountains blowing from a high place, the heart of Little Sam's heart beat inexplicably.
"I always feel that something bad is going to happen." Little Sam suddenly flashed such a message in his consciousness. It seemed to be born out of nowhere, and it seemed to be warning of danger to Little Sam.
Little Sam moved his throat and a memory clip appeared in the memory box.
Then we leave first, you pay attention to safety.
This is what Mr. Pat said when he left. Little Sam always felt that he meant something, and these days he always comes to mind.
Looking back again now.
Is there really any danger, or why Mr. Pat would remind him to pay attention to safety?
"It should be just to scare yourself. The undead here has been eliminated by Mr. Pat, and nothing will happen." Little Sam said to himself: "Even if it is really dangerous, it is nothing more than a thief beast. There is a mechanism at the door. should be no problem."
Little Sam turned around, unwilling to feel the pressure outside.
The moment he crossed the terrace and stepped into the corridor.
The memory box was opened again, and a fragment of grotesque memories emerged: the condition of his talent test in Mr. Pat's room.
These clips gradually fainted with strong colors, leaving a picture in the end.
The woman's face against the window, and the dancing spider feet in the dark world outside.
"Mrs. Sheila ..." Little Sam said in a heartbeat. "No, she really came to the door, right?"
If Mrs. Syrah really comes to his door, he will be alone ... what to do?
Little Sam rubbed the back of his hands that were cold, and was unwilling to think about what would happen. Only if it was just an illusion, walking quickly through the dark corridor.
But before he took a few steps, a weird laughter sounded from behind.
Little Sam turned around, and there was no shadow behind him. There is only one window that can see the outside, the shadow of the tree swaying and the wind blowing.
Little Sam whispered: "It should be just wind, don't think more, don't think ..."
(End of this chapter)