Speaking of which, it seems that he hasn't summoned Van Lin Jessie for a long time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Thinking of the succubus girl, the corners of Al's mouth unconsciously showed a smile, but fortunately the succubus girl was no longer here at this time, otherwise the other party would see the cute smile on Al's face, and he would definitely hold Al into his arms until the other party was out of breath.

If El is not the bloodline of the Demon King Angel, it will definitely be a human tragedy with the Lord in his arms.

But there's no way, after coming out, there is no safe and private environment for Al to summon, and now Al is no longer the stupid and naïve Al who lived in the logging village, although maybe Al is still stupid and naïve in many ways, but he at least understands that if he summons a succubus girl and is seen by Teacher Sierra or the little fat man, it will bring trouble to himself, and if it is an outsider, then the situation will definitely be worse.

When I go back, I will compensate Fan Lin again, and let her hug herself more.

Al thought so, and the little bit of sadness he had had so hard to brew before when he knew that he was a descendant of the demon was almost the last bit of it was about to melt away.

How is this going to go on?

Al opened his eyes and frowned in distress at the sight of the immovable alchemy formation in front of him.

Soul......

Wait!

Al suddenly remembered that he had really seen a soul before, and that was when he had just left the Logging Village for the Ceylon Academy, and on the way, Al and his party met the ghost of a young girl, and that was the first time Al had actually seen a soul.

Now Al still remembers that there was an admissions teacher at that time, Brother Rakhi, who said that under the general environment, human beings cannot see the soul with the naked eye, because once a person dies, the soul does not exist in this world, but enters another world, but that world and this real world will intersect in some special circumstances, and at that moment, the living can see the dead.

When I first saw the ghost girl Na Liman, I thought it was because of that special environment, and this alchemy array did not create an environment at the junction of life and death, that kind of environment could not be successfully created only by relying on such a simple alchemy array, the author of this alchemy array was actually by guiding the power of the soul to make the soul and body of the living make an instantaneous mistake, at that moment, the alchemy caster can enter the junction of life and death, and at this time the alchemist can see the world of the dead.

In Little Fat Man's family heirloom soul alchemy book, this alchemy is an alchemy, and it is also the most basic alchemy.

Think about it, too, if as a soul alchemy, you can't even observe your own soul, then what other way is there to start the next step?

Al couldn't recall any intense hatred or any passionate ecstasy, but he remembered the special circumstances of meeting the ghost girl Nariman in the first place, the mysterious experience of being in a world where life and death meet.

As if swimming, that memory seems to come from the body, engraved but indescribable.

Al understood.

The alchemy array in front of him also began to twist as if he felt something, like a lazy snake waking up from hibernation.

Al reopened his eyes, and the world of the dead was in front of him.

No, it should be said that it is the world where life and death meet, the world of both the living and the dead.

But at first glance, it is not very different from the world that Al usually sees, except that everything seems to be shrouded in a layer of hazy black fog, especially in the corners of the room, which is completely deep and pitch-black mist, as if it has become a bottomless black hole and a giant mouth of the abyss waiting quietly to devour life, and there is a terrible smell out of thin air.

Al blinked.

The black mist around him seemed to feel El's movements, moving like a disrupted solution, but other than that, Al didn't see anything different.

What about the souls, and what about the dead?

Al was a little troubled.

This alchemy claims that once it is released, the dead and the souls around it can be seen.

Is it because there are no dead in this room?

Al thought of a possible reason, and he stood up, took off his hanging cloak and put it back on himself, then pushed open the door of the hotel and walked out.

It's late at night.

When he walked out of the lobby of the hotel, there was no one in the whole hall, and the waitress of the hotel saw that Al in a cloak had come up to ask if there was anything he needed help with, but Al politely declined.

At night, the street was also empty, there were hardly a few pedestrians in sight, and Al, who was wearing a cloak all over his body, was stared at by the passing patrol for a long time, but for some reason, the other party did not come forward to interrogate Al.

This all seemed normal, but for Al, it was completely wrong.

What about the souls, and what about the dead?

How is it or nothing?

After coming out of the hotel, Al had already walked several streets, past a hospital, a market, and a small park that looked eerie at night, except for a strange couple of unclothed men rolling together in the bushes when he passed through the small park, Al saw nothing out of the ordinary, neither the wandering soul nor the dead dead.

If it weren't for the fact that the world in front of El's eyes was still shrouded in a layer of black mist, Al would have suspected that the alchemy that claimed to be able to see souls had completely failed.

It's not like you can't find a wandering soul and the dead in the huge imperial capital!

Al looked around, and suddenly, a shadow flickered in the corner of his eye that caught Al's attention.

It was a shadow of Al himself.

At this moment, under the oblique light of a lonely street lamp, the shadow that should have been stretched into a long line has been twisting and shaking slightly, and that kind of shaking does not seem to convey emotions such as fear and fear at all, but looks more like excitement.

Yes, it's excitement, like the excitement and joy of a hungry predator when he discovers his beloved prey, and the eagerness to pounce on it.

Under the cloak, Al frowned slightly, and he thought of a possibility.

But before Al could think more about his own ideas, things changed!

Al's shadow began to twist and deform in an instant, as if a full bowstring was shooting arrows, and a bottomless shadow shot out of El's shadow like an arrow from the string!