As Patch's right hand covered the top of the masked man's head, a cloud of black smoke slowly diffused from the dark seal he was wearing, gradually enveloping the masked man's body.

"Adsorption!"

With Patch's words, black smoke began to burrow into the masked man's body.

"Deprivation!"

When all the black smoke penetrated, Patch's right hand suddenly forced, and suddenly lifted up, and the black smoke instantly detached from the masked man's body, and brought out an almost transparent soul.

The soul seemed to be terrified when it saw Patch, and howled in fear with its mouth wide open, but Patch should not be able to hear it.

In the introduction of "The Wizard's True Solution", the human soul and body are in two completely different dimensions, although they can affect each other, but they are not connected, and Patch has not heard of any supernatural events in the Marvel world.

It's just that one of the functions of the Dark Seal is to completely materialize the soul of nothingness, as Patch did next......

"Freeze!"

Not caring about the movements of the transparent soul, Patch shouted again with an expressionless face, only to see that the black smoke began to gather rapidly, and the transparent soul body of the masked man gradually became distorted as the black mist gathered.

It wasn't until the black smoke condensed into a fist-sized mass that a transparent crystal fell out of the black smoke, and Patch quickly reached out to catch it.

Although this crystal is transparent, it is still mixed with some gray-black impurities, and the body of this crystal is very small, about the size of a normal person's fingernail.

Looking at the soul crystal in his hand, Patch seemed extremely dissatisfied, shook his head and said to himself, "It doesn't look like the quality is very good." ”

"It's better than nothing." As soon as he spoke, Patch walked over to the other masked man, and concocted the same process as he had just done.

It took more than ten minutes for Patchy to finally collect all the masked men's souls.

Holding the dozen or so soul crystals in his hand, Patch couldn't help frowning: "Sure enough, the higher the spiritual power, the better the soul quality?" ”

The Dark Seal Ring Patch had not been redeemed for a long time, and he didn't know how useful the abilities were, and now the souls of these masked men had just solved his needs for experimentation, and had also validated some of his ideas.

"In that case, the soul quality of the so-called mages hidden in Kama Taj should be good!" Suddenly, a thought popped into Patch's head, but after thinking about it, he immediately did it.

Although most of the mages in Kama Taj are waste wood and have no combat power to speak of, there is also the Ancient One, the Supreme Venerable who has lived for more than five hundred years, and Patchy would never touch the Ancient One's mold if he didn't have a brain cramp.

At this stage, Gu Yi should still be able to beat him in minutes.

Low profile! Low-key is king!

Silently reciting in his heart again, Patch put all a dozen soul crystals in his pocket, although the quality of these soul crystals was not very high, but they still had some value to him.

Soul crystals are the product of a highly condensed spirit body, and for Packy's cultivation, these soul crystals will undoubtedly greatly speed up his cultivation.

And the benefits of soul crystals are not limited to this, this kind of thing can also be used as material for Patch's experiments, and these things can be used in the potions, magic patterns, and runic technology he redeemed before.

If it weren't for that, Patch wouldn't have bothered to spend more than 3,000 exchange points for this Dark Seal Ring.

But now, these dozen soul crystals are far from satisfying Patch's huge daily needs.

"Something that is an eyesore." Patch glanced at the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground, and threw out a dozen faint flames, and in a matter of seconds, the dozen corpses and the guns were all burned to ashes.

"Damn, it's okay to trespass on the house, and it broke my door." With a wave of his hand, Patch blew a gust of wind that blew all the black ash on the ground into the street, and the rain fell, and the ashes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

When he turned his head and saw the door of his house that had been smashed and deformed, Patch wanted to cry without tears, knowing that his cabin was rented, and he would have to lose money if he broke something.

It's just that after touching the contents of his pocket, Patch's heart instantly balanced.

"And it seems like I found something interesting just now." Patch muttered with an eerie smile on his face.

While collecting the souls of the masked men who had turned to ashes, Patch had inadvertently received some unexpected gains from their soul memories.

Something that surprised him, but was useful.

Stripping his wizarding robes, Patch changed into a normalized casual suit, closed the deformed door, and walked out.

He's going to deal with the windfall now.

…………

More than half an hour later, Patch appeared in front of a small building about five or six stories tall in the Clinton borough of New York.

Located on the west coast of Manhattan Island in New York, the Clinton Borough is a famous slum on the island of Manhattan known for its high crime rate, but it is also known as Hell's Kitchen.

It was still raining the size of beans in the sky, and there were hardly any figures in Hell's Kitchen at night.

As he approached the small building, Patch cast a spell on himself called "Shadow Stealth" and quietly infiltrated it.

Once inside, Patch wandered around every floor of the building, and after finding no figure, he went to the basement at the bottom of the building.

Upon reaching the basement, Patch saw a group of people.

I saw seven or eight middle-aged men in crisp suits sitting around a table, arguing fiercely.

"Bach, why did you send someone to find that Patch Maivis? Don't you know what we've been lurking for so many years? Do you know what the consequences would be if Nick Fury found out? A shrill voice rang out.

As soon as Patchy, who was hiding in the shadows, heard his name, he immediately listened attentively, and then he heard a familiar name - Nick Fury.

"Looks like I caught a big fish by accident." Patch groaned to himself, then pricked up his ears to listen to their conversation.

"Luis, of course I do. But that Mevis stole the matrix cube we had worked so hard to get, and killed seventeen of my men, and it was nothing if they died, but we must not lose that matrix cube, and Mr. Howist cared about the matrix cube. "The person who spoke should be the same Bach just mentioned.

"Even if Mr. Howist's care about matrix blocks, we shouldn't lose a big deal about a small one." The shrill voice sounded again.

"Yes, Bach, I think Louis is right, just for the sake of a matrix block to expose us, it is not worth the cost."

"That's right, Bach, you're being reckless this time."

Constantly people chimed in, blaming that Bach.

"But I've already sent people over, and all we can do now is hope they don't leave too many traces."

"Huh!"

Hearing this, Patch couldn't help but laugh coldly, withdrew the spell, and appeared in the basement.