Act XII: The Lord of the Spirits
The geist is fast, and its translucent movements are quite secretive, and its path is nowhere to be found, and it is almost impossible to escape from the hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
But Lawson didn't say a word, and his other hand swung out directly, and the mage's hand slammed through the side wall, and in the palm of his hand, the light gray geist was struggling.
"Interesting. β
Lawson slightly injected some of the magic power into the geist's body, and then he felt a blockage, and the other party turned out to be a bronze-level existence.
"Wait, this is ......"
Vivien was also a little strange when she saw this geist, and felt that it seemed a little different.
Soon, the blood-red text that appeared in front of Rosen and Vivien told them the answer.
γLord of the Spiritsγ
γBronzeγ
[The King of Wandering Souls.] γ
[The wandering soul that should be unconscious, but the self was born by accident. γ
[Is this lucky or unlucky?]
"Lord of the Spirits?"
Rosen pinched the wriggling geist, not seeming to think it was a presence that matched the introduction.
However, Vivien was still quite familiar with the monsters in this world, and immediately made a supplementary explanation.
"This is the leader of a great force in Cainhurst Castle, and the geysers and most of the living skeletons are under its control. β
"This is the chief?"
Looking at the Spirit Lord, who was being kneaded like dough, Rosen asked rhetorically.
The one who answered him was the master of the geyser who was caught in the palm of his hand.
"That's right, I'm the master of all the undead creatures in this area, where did you come from and didn't react to my control?"
"Uh, have you ever used a control spell?"
Rosen asked, he didn't mean to show off, but because under the dual blessing of the resident magic power barrier and the law defense, the ordinary level of spiritual interference had lost its effect on Rosen, and this "weak" influence would not even attract his attention.
Of course, in fact, Lawson's powerful perception can still detect these subtle changes, so when the other party mentioned it, Lawson immediately pulled out the mind control spell that the other party had used on Lawson before.
"Hehe, even if you kill me, it won't help, this castle is not a place for a guy like you to set foot in, if you still want to...... Wow wow wow wow !!"
Before the Lord of the Wandering Spirit could finish speaking, with a slight exertion of Lawson's hand, the light gray spirit immediately became thinner, and several painful faces could be seen faintly emerging in it.
"It looks like you're quite familiar with the bosses of the other forces, why don't you tell me a little bit about them?"
Lawson said in the tone of abducting elementary school students, shaking the Spirit Master in his hand.
"You don't want to use that to get anything out of my hands...... Woo wow wow wow wow wow!"
Clenching his left hand again, Lawson exerted even more force this time, causing the spirit to almost turn white and dissipate.
"Anyway, you and they must be hostile forces, there is no need to hide it, if your information is accurate, I may be able to let you take over this place and destroy yourself for the sake of the enemy's intelligence, this is not a wise choice. β
Persuaded again, Lawson used coercion and lure together this time.
"Hmm...... There seems to be nothing wrong with saying that. β
The Lord of the Spirits seemed to accept Rosen's proposal, and his attitude softened.
"Besides, this young lady also knows a lot about the situation in this castle, I just asked you for a variety of materials, if you don't say it, then I will lose a side source of information at most, since you are an aggregate of many souls, naturally you also have a certain amount of intelligence, know how to weigh the pros and cons. β
Saying that, Lawson thinks that the intelligence of this Spirit Lord is too low, perhaps because most of the monsters here only rely on instinct to act, and these guys with intelligence can control the overall situation with a little intelligence, so they don't bother to think more, which leads to the degradation of intelligence.
β...... In this castle of Cainhurst, there are three of the greatest forces. β
After a moment's hesitation, the Spirit Lord finally spoke.
"In addition to my geist powers, there is also a force made up of degraded bloods, and a group of defeated knights. β
"Corrupted Bloodlines and Defeated Knights?"
Although, as Rosen says, he could have learned this information from Vivien, the content that came out of the natives seemed more convincing.
"Among them, the leader of the defeated knights is the most powerful, but he is also the most crazy, and there is no way to communicate at all, and the degraded blood clan is keen on killing and blood, which is completely different from our wandering spirits, so all along, except for a small area of friction, the three forces have not fought too much, and only each has guarded its own territory. β
The Lord of the Wandering Spirits made an urn-like sound and said to Rosen.
"It's right. β
Vivien said casually, causing the Spirit Lord to breathe a sigh of relief.
"There are also some small forces, which can basically only occupy some scattered territory, so no one will pay attention. β
Hurriedly added, the Lord of the Wandering Spirits seemed to be spying on Lawson's attitude.
"You have a good attitude. β
Rosen said, loosening his left hand slightly, allowing the Spirit Lord to breathe.
But just when it thought that Lawson would let him go, he saw the bone shelf take out a round-bottomed flask from the storage ring, apply some protection to it with magic and law, and bring it to the Lord of the Spirits.
"So I decided to keep you for the time being, and as for this, this is your future home. β
Without waiting for the Spirit Lord to raise any objections, Lawson shoved it into the round-bottomed flask, shook it slightly, and sealed the flask with a wooden stopper.
Due to the intense compression, the original light gray Spirit Lord turned into a dark color close to ink, like smoke swirling in a bottle.
"You, you, you, you bully people!!"
Unable to speak, the Lord of the Spirits could only protest with his own barren words.
"Don't make a fuss, it's good to keep you alive, and if you want a bigger bottle, prove your worth. β
Lawson shook the round-bottomed flask twice, and the smoke inside immediately settled, and the Spirit Lord was as dizzy as if he was dizzy, and his voice was a little lacking in confidence.
"Bigger bottles, it looks nice...... Wait, let me out!!"
The Spirit Lord was almost deceived, and he hurriedly protested, but Lawson ignored it and took it back into the storage ring.
"It seems like it's almost over tonight, it's time to go back. β
Lawson said to Vivien on his shoulder, with no intention of continuing to explore.
"And, I have something to verify. β
He tapped the main storage ring and said meaningfully.