Axavier's Behemoth Chapter 252: The Weakness of the Spirit Gathering Talent
Most of these men were soldiers, and with their fighting prowess they were torn to shreds without any resistance at all. Alec, can you tell what the hell this is for?" asked Shandariel, frowning fiercely.
Alec shook his head. "I can't see it, there is no form manifested, which means that there is no soul power. This is simply impossible, even puppets will have traces of mental manipulation, but they seem to be killed out of thin air. β
Shandaril nodded, and he could guess the answer somewhat. So he continued: "From the moment we first entered this legation, we found that it seemed to have experienced a great war. What the hell is going on here?"
Moroja's face darkened, and he recounted what had happened that night.
The three of Shandaril didn't expect that this matter would involve the two royal families of Orion, and even one of them also had the identity of the heir of the royal family, and they suddenly felt more and more tricky.
Shandaril asked several of the participants on Orion's side. When Nuka and Mitchell had finished speaking, Shandaril looked at Moroka and saw that he was blushing and nodding, and did not refute it, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This dead third prince is obviously self-inflicted!
"Hehe, it's funny, it turned out to be a loss of life instead of harming people, and the world is retribution. Wolfley continued to sneer without growing.
Wolfri's voice was quiet, but it was still heard by everyone, and Moroga's face turned even redder.
"Your Excellency Moraga, take us to the place where His Royal Highness the Third Prince died, and let's see who the murderer is first. Shandaril said softly.
Shandariel's tone was calm, but the confidence was palpable. Ten minutes ago, everyone might have thought that Goodaril's confidence was ridiculous, but Alec's ability really shocked everyone, and the evaluation of the ability was several times higher.
Wolfrey is right, but it is the duty of the observer to find the murderer in the death of the heir, whether the prince is guilty or not.
The group entered one of the largest rooms in the annex and went directly to the place where Andyeb once lived, where the third prince was killed.
Although the house was not small, it was still a bit of a hindrance for so many people to squeeze in, so the three of Shandaril left everyone outside the door, and only the three of them entered the house.
"Let's get started. Shandaril said to Alec.
Alec used his natural ability again, and suddenly many golden points of light appeared in the house, but they were much less than those in the backyard.
Standing outside the spacious door, everyone could also see the scene in the house.
They saw a sturdy golden figure leap in from the window, and without hesitation, killed Andyèb, who was lying on the bed, and decisively killed the third prince who opened the door and entered the house from behind them.
However, what puzzled them was that although this murderer was not in the spot, his body was obviously much more blurred, and he could see the outline of his muscles clearly, and his face was even more blurry, and he couldn't even distinguish his facial features, like a bumpy faceling, which was very weird.
"What's going on?" asked Wolfley, looking incredulous.
"I don't know, it's the first time I've encountered this situation, it seems that something can interfere with the other party's soul power, it's just incredible.
The emanation of soul energy is completely uncontrolled, except for a race that specializes in soul magic. If they did this deliberately, they might be able to do it to this extent, but this person is obviously a Terran warrior?!"
This is the second time Alec has been shocked and confused today. This feeling of being stuck in a fog caused his trust in his abilities to plummet.
The Terrans have no talent for soul magic, and there is no inheritance of this aspect, so no one thinks that the murderer is a person who is good at manipulating the power of souls.
"It seems that this murderer came here for a purpose, as far as I know, the race that has a human form and can cultivate the power of the soul is probably the only one who has the Moon Elf Clan. But this person's body can't be an elf, it must be carrying some powerful soul treasure on his body, right?" Sandariel shook his head, feeling very tricky.
"This kind of treasure that interferes with the power of the soul will definitely consume a lot of spiritual power, and it is impossible for this person to wear this treasure all the time as a martial artist.
This person is not without any traces at all, we can always follow the soul power left by him, as long as this person does not enter the teleportation array and other large spatial arrays, we will definitely be able to wait until he shows his true face. Alec said in a firm tone, as if he was cheering himself up.
Monroe, who was outside the door, looked at the strong golden figure frozen in the room by Alec, and faintly merged with the young man in his heart.
Monroe not only breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but also said in his heart: "This kid, I didn't expect that there would be such a treasure, and I also lost this thing." β
But when Alec said those words, Monroe was shocked again, he didn't expect this spirit gathering talent to be so outrageously strong, it seems that this kid has not survived the difficulties!
Monroe couldn't think of any good way to save the little life of the bone.
"Alec, this person may have been wearing a mask to escape, or even moving a long distance, can your mental strength last that long?" Shandaril worried. After all, this was his first time working with a Spirit Gathering Ability, and he didn't know much about the limits of Alec's abilities.
"Senior Shandaril, this is the first time I've used my ability to track down someone, and to be honest, I can't guarantee anything.
These free soul powers usually stay for about a month before they completely dissipate, and even strong winds and energy shocks only shorten the dissipation time. Unless......" At this point, Alec hesitated.
"Unless what?" said Wolfri, who had been listening with his ears pricked up, before Sandariel could speak.
"Nothing, it won't be so coincidental. Without further ado, let's quickly track down this murderer with the power of the soul. Alec was stunned, felt a little funny about his thoughts, and shook his head.
Wolfri was thoughtful, but Shandaril agreed: "Then you start, I'm afraid it will be a long time before these soul powers dissipate, and it should be enough." β
Alec led the crowd, using his abilities all the way, and followed the vague golden figure around the city, until the golden figure ran up the city wall and escaped from the city.
"This person is so cunning, he has spared so many detours, how long can you hold on, Alec. Wolfley shouted angrily, apparently this detour made him very unhappy, as if he had been teased.
"Fortunately, it can last a long time. β
Alec's face was a little pale, and he followed the golden figure and ran around for more than ten minutes, but fortunately, Alec's magic cultivation level was extremely high, and his spiritual power was not exhausted.
"The murderer seems to have stopped!"
After chasing for a long time in the Gobi Wilderness, the golden figure finally stopped, and everyone saw that the golden blurred face seemed to be looking around.
After a long time, under the surprised gaze of everyone, the golden figure instantly changed into another form.
"What the hell is this?!Is it alien?"
"These are wings, and this murderer actually has wings?!"
Shandariel's brow furrowed, but he still said, "Let's go up to heaven and see." β
However, Sandariel saw a slight look of horror in Alec's face.
Shandaril didn't think anything was wrong, but his arms turned into wings. Some people may not know it, but as a beast-shaped innate ability, this kind of beast-shaped talent of the membranous wing type is rare, but it still exists.
"Senpai Shandaril, do you remember what I said earlier?" Alec said in a trembling voice with his mental power.
"What did you say?" said Sandariel, his brow furrowed, and he had a faint feeling of bad premonition in his heart.
"I said 'unless' before. I didn't think I would encounter it, it's been 2,000 years, but I didn't expect to encounter this situation again. Alec had a look of disbelief in his eyes.
None of them spoke, and although Alec tried his best to hide the fear in his heart, everyone was an old man, and he could see that this spirit-gathering talent seemed to be encountering some problems.
But no one questioned it, they knew that Alec would eventually tell them.
Alec couldn't make this matter public, so he could only continue to quietly use his spiritual power to convey the news to Shandaril.
"This is the secret of the Soul Gathering Ability, and it is also something we only learned about more than 2,000 years ago, about the shortcomings of our ability. That is, if the speed is too fast, the soul power escapes too widely, coupled with the wind speed and other reasons, so it cannot be tracked. β
There was a look of surprise in Shandariel's eyes, he groaned for a moment, but still said, "I'll take you to fly up and have a look first." β
After speaking, Shandaril instantly began to transform, and the powerful momentum and energy explosion made everyone can't help but retreat, Monroe and Wolfri hurriedly transported the fighting energy, and the fighting energy seemed to form a protective cover and spread out to protect the people behind them.
Shandariel's arms spread, and in an instant, they turned into dark blue wings with a wingspan of about twenty meters, and the dark blue energy arc flowed on the delicate feathers.
Shandariel's body also began to change, his shoulder collarbones became wider, and the cloak on his body was instantly received by him into the space ring, and his strong body propped up the elastic leather armor.
The exposed skin and hair also turned into dark blue feathers. A pair of golden eyes became sharper, making people afraid to look directly.
Shandariel's legs have become more slender, and he has developed anti-joints similar to those of birds. The powerful talons of the eagle kicked into the air and floated into the air with its wings stirred.
"Sit on my back. The blue eagleman's hook-like beak was no longer suitable for speech, but Shandaril was still able to make a sound through the tremors of the fighting qi generated in his throat.
Alec was not ambiguous, and jumped up, his huge and broad back was big enough for Alec to kneel on it.
"Wait for me, I'll go too!"
Ignoring the desperate shouting of Wolfri below him, Shandariel's wings shook, and with a gust of wind, he rushed into the sky.
Alec used all his strength to control the Soul Gatherer's abilities, but as they ascended, the golden soul particles became thinner and thinner. Until he flew into the air at a height of a thousand meters, Alec could no longer find a single soul particle.
"Sure enough, senior, this person's flight speed has exceeded the limit of the ability to gather spirits. I'm afraid we'll never find that guy again. Alec's face turned very decadent.