Suspended in mid-air, Thunder Peters closed his eyes serenely and silently, as if he had lost consciousness and was completely unaware of his danger.

Under his body, you can see a mysterious symbol with a shallow halo, the light blue halo around him is gradually spreading and surging, from the inside out, the color deepens little by little, like rippling layers of ripples, the cold water vapor is diffused in the air, and the ears seem to be able to catch the sound of rustling, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, secretly coveting, ready to attack at any time.

Boom. Boom.

The whole symbol halo seemed to touch the edge limit of diffusion, and then the bewitching peacock blue ignited a bright orange red, and began to burn, eating away at the surrounding ink color little by little, and slowly penetrated into the peacock blue, so that the wanton and flamboyant color gradually transformed into red firelight, as if it was igniting the halo, and the brilliant light stirred up a thrilling vast wave of energy.

Incubus.

It's that nightmare!

Everything that is being played out in front of me is the nightmare that has been haunting Hordon for a long time, and that illusory nightmare is playing out in front of his eyes and becoming a reality.

And this time, the object of the nightmare is Ray Peters.

Damn! Damn, Damn, Damn!

Hoden jerked his head up, and quickly searched around for the monster lurking in the darkness, but he couldn't succeed.

Perhaps, the black shadow has not yet appeared, which means that things have not reached the worst situation, and everything can be reversed.

At this time, Horden finally really saw the pale blue halo under Thunder Peters' body, which was somewhat blurred by the brilliant light that filled the sky, but Horden was still 100% sure that it was the symbol on the ground in Viscount Philo's house, that is, the symbol he saw when he woke up.

That, and that's not all.

Behind Rapers is a fireplace and a wall, on which hangs a statue of the god of medicine, Hano, with a face full of compassion, holding a budding branch in his right hand, pointing to the symbol above the ground, which seems to be giving new life, and in the fireplace below the statue, a struggling flame can be seen, and the hideous and twisted expression vividly conveys the anger and unyielding in the heart—

That flame in the House of Knightmore!

At a glance, it only took one glance for Horden to recognize the face of the flame, which was the flame in the house of Knightmore in the entrance exam to the Szekpace Academy, and according to the flame's own account, she was a lady who hated to be spied on her back as if it were under her skirt.

It turned out that the flame was a fire spirit beast!

things, all quickly connected in series.

Directly opposite the wall, an old man in a black robe sat cross-legged on the ground, looking to be over fifty or even sixty years old, his wrinkled cheeks irregularly flushed from the disease, and his slightly purple lips revealing the secrets he had been hiding so hard.

The old man, Thunder Peters, the fire spirit beast, three points and one line.

There was another person next to him.

The dark gray three-piece handmade custom suit shows the unique temperament of the majestic and magnificent, but the ordinary face has no characteristics at all, and it can disappear in the blink of an eye when thrown into the crowd, even the haute couture suit has not been able to save the temperament and the blandness of the face.

But at this time, his face was blooming with divine light, because of concentration and dedication, his ordinary facial features invisibly outlined a deep shadow, reflecting in the brilliant brilliance of the audience, and also adding a little handsome and elegant dusty temperament.

Professor Seneca.

It's Professor Seneca!Professor of Potions at Sekpeth Academy!

Unexpected...... However, at this time, Professor Seneca did not pay attention to Hodden at all, but was preoccupied with the matter at hand.

The expressions and demeanors of the three people are completely different.

Thunder Peters was quiet, the old man was in pain, and Professor Seneca was engaged - his overly focused expression made his forehead and sideburns ooze with crystal sweat, obviously there was no special movement, but he could clearly feel the strength condensed all over his body, and he was pushing the limit.

Apparently, he was engaged in an unfathomable ritual.

This finally confirmed Holden's conjecture.

He had doubted, he had guessed, and until now, it had finally been confirmed—

Soul replacement.

This is the real secret of Mr. Harford's dinner, and the real secret that the aristocracy and the church have joined forces to conceal, and all of it makes sense, the staggered alliance of many forces, the silence of the common good, the fanatical passion of the rush, the whole intricate chess puzzle has finally found the core and the most crucial piece!

From Holden and Samuel to poor students and homeless people to the "St. Peter's Examination Center", the common denominator of everything is this:

Healthy, young, and from a mediocre family.

To put it simply, it is a target group that no one cares about even if it disappears, and it is also the best choice as a vessel for the soul.

And Mr. Harford's dinner party is a dinner party for those old or seriously ill nobles who choose the vessel of the soul, and the so-called fun party is just a façade, and the real protagonists are never the people led by Ursula, but the waiters from beginning to end.

The disappearance of Hodden and Samuel was chosen as a container, but the result was not the same -

Viscount Philo succeeded, so he appeared in Tuno in the form of Samuel, and what Nair saw was not Samuel, nor was he the heir of Viscount Philo, but indeed Viscount Philo.

Another nobleman failed, as the Hodendoe had made it to the continent of Norsnes by taking the magpie's nest, and the failed nobleman was buried in the fire, being treated as the corpse of Viscount Philo to cover up the truth.

Tonight, Thunder Peters, who hides his identity, has been chosen because of his strong body, tall bones, and extraordinary bearing, and has become a new soul vessel.

As for the way to replace souls, it is not known whether it is derived from Mattigan Stimson's research on immortality, or from the product of their soul exchange by selling souls to evil gods, and what role Professor Seneca plays, but a bold guess uncontrollably appeared in Hoden's mind:

What if Mattigan-Stinson didn't die? And what if Mattigan-Stinson also used this method to replace a shell and continue to live? What if ...... Is Professor Seneca Mattigan Stimson, or is Mr. Harford the real Mattigan Stingson?

But obviously, this is not the best time to delve in, because it can be seen from the battle in front of you-

Their means are escalating.

The appearance of the fire spirit beast and the cover of the Palace of Arena - the reason for giving up the ritual in the private mansion all means that they are unscrupulously improving the success rate of soul replacement, and they should have found a way, perhaps, this is the real reason why Antu Auction House started to be smart, so does it mean that Count Gustav is the real black hand behind it?

What's even more terrifying is that if there is a greater interest behind Count Gustav's control, how many people have prostrate themselves in front of the evil gods in pursuit of immortality?

Also, is the mysterious disappearance of the villages around Iwabuchi related to this incident? If so, how did they unknowingly use the entire population of the village to conduct experiments without alarming anyone? It is almost impossible to do without the intervention of the military or official forces.

Also, is Count Gustav really the supreme mastermind? How easily did he reveal his whereabouts? Or is he just a puppet to divert his targets? Or is it a smoke bomb? Are the twelve nobles really all of them? Does Mr. Harford play a more important role? Is there no movement within the royal family? Is there really just one person behind the scenes?

The entire invisible huge network was presented in front of them, instantly cutting off all breath and detonating the roar of the brain, so where are they standing in this magnificent chess game now?

Get one’s dander up!