[You have entered a simple spiritual space]

[Surrounded by spiritual power, your ghost mask has been repaired]

[Your Ghost Mask Gets Patched]

……

A hint of the True Eye emerges.

In the hazy space, Charles, who was covered in a faint golden light, walked in it, carefully scanning the surroundings, but found nothing at all.

The surroundings are full of fog, overhead, underfoot, left and right, front and back.

The gray mist filled the entire person's vision like seawater, and nothing was seen except for the occasional flash of one or two dim figures as he walked.

The sky was covered in gray, and the ground beneath his feet was black, and there was no light around him, but that didn't affect his vision. It wasn't because of the golden light on him.

It's the peculiarity of this place.

Although it looks muddy and dark here, he walks here in a spirit state, and for some reason, he has a special sense of comfort, and he can see everything in front of him without light.

The black crack that appeared at the "heart" from someone's impact is gradually closing.

Charles thinks it might have something to do with the gray "water" around him.

If memory serves, this "sea water" seems to be one of the same as the soul power he crushed with a spell when he practiced camouflage spells, capable of nourishing, repairing, and transforming the spirit.

And this dark space is similar to the place he created with the secret text at that time, dark, deep, and void except for spirituality.

It's just that at that time he was looking down, and now he is in it. And unlike that kind of temporary space, it is fixed.

Attached to the crystal of the Staff of Authority.

It's not like a spell, it's more like some kind of innate ability.

The scepter's innate ability.

Or strangers.

"It's a weird place."

Charles thought to himself.

Ghost masks are different from real spirits in that they cannot be repaired by themselves after damage - they are artificial spirit skins, or "flesh", and damage naturally needs to be repaired manually.

So after entering the Song of Ice and Fire, Charles immediately began to find a way to mend his ghost mask. And according to past "experience", if you want to repair it, you naturally need a lot of souls.

He was on his way to the north, surrounded by living people, but they were all friendly troops, and no matter how many they were, it didn't matter.

In other words, it is useful to have a large number of people, which can scare away some robbers and robbers in the wild.

The army of the northerners is marching towards the north at this time, and there is no obstacle along the way, where can the charr go to find the soul?

Naturally, he thought of the ocean of spirituality hidden in the scepter.

Originally, he was just thinking about how to "take out" the soul inside. Who knew that before he knew it, his "whole person" actually ran in.

What's even more unexpected is that what should have been a more troublesome thing turned out to be solved so easily as long as you stand here?

"If I'm always here, will I be more and more spiritual?"

Looking at the tinkering reminders that floated by, Charles was thoughtful.

This place is nothing if it is just repaired, but if it has a "strengthening" effect......

If memory serves, there are countless undead here.

The wind blew in the sky, bringing up the gray mist around him, and Charles looked up to see the huge shadow flickering.

So he thought of one more thing.

There are not only undead here, but nineteen dragons.

Nineteen dragons' souls.

As a reliance on him to complete the seal, the souls of the nineteen dragons under the Red Keep did not dissipate due to devouring, but appeared here.

Charles thought it was a good thing, but specifically, he didn't know what it was for.

Are they really going to be fortified here?

How is it strengthened?

Or, even if it is strengthened, can it be used by him?

How to use it?

Just now, this space under his feet, he can only use it to mend his spirit, and the rest, it doesn't seem to have any other effect, or has he not discovered it yet?

It can't be used to store physical items, nor can it be used as a haven of refuge from the scourge, which is useful for bringing in the target's soul, at least without the need for Charles to become a "black uncle" himself.

But every soul he received was so dull, a little stronger than the wild lonely souls he had encountered outside, but not much stronger.

In short, not a normal person.

"This place can only hold souls, but souls are not exactly what they were when they were alive." Secretly pondering, Charles wondered about this.

He remembered that the space opened up by the secret text when he practiced the camouflage spell didn't seem to be like this, but he wasn't sure because one was looking down from above, and now it was blending in.

Being there is naturally more clear viewing, who knows if the previous time was because of the "God's perspective"?

"However, I remember that the one who acted as the masquerade seed was normal......"

Does that mean that only certain spirits can retain their full spirituality in life? What do most people lose by dying? ”

Thinking about it, Charles immediately became quite sure of the idea.

He saw a man!

A different person!

The hairless, striped back of his head was facing Charles's sight, tall and fat, and the man was swinging his arms and turning his back to him, "dancing" with small steps.

Removing this somewhat spicy eye-popping act, this figure was much more agile than some of the spirits he had seen before, but when the real eye prompt floated away, Charles was a little stunned.

[The soul of the eight-clawed spider Varys, his spirituality is very strong]

[He's trying to keep his mind on track]

[He is at a loss for everything around him]

……

Varys?

It's impossible not to remember that, in fact, in a sense, he was the first to drive him to his death.

"I didn't expect him to be here...... Also, the scepter seems to have sucked in all the dead in King's Landing. ”

Secretly feeling that the world is unpredictable, Charles stepped forward and patted the other party on the shoulder: "Hello." ”

Hearing the voice, the fat eunuch who was swaying "all over" shook suddenly, and then the bald head turned back a little excitedly

"Finally someone to talk to...... Is it? ”

The voice went from excitement to hesitation, to sluggishness, to panic, and in just a few breaths, Charles saw a very wonderful face-changing scene.

In the end, the fat eunuch who was patted on the shoulder by him shuddered, and then ran away, and in the blink of an eye, he ran into the gray fog and disappeared without a trace.

Charles bared his teeth and was about to chase after him, when suddenly a greeting was heard in his ears.

"Lord Clantiston, you're being found!"

Recognize the sound carefully, it is not from here, but from the outside world, and it sounds like a foreign sound.

Looking for me?

Charles was rather surprised, so he gave up his intention to chase for the time being, and touched a mark on his forehead that he had never seen clearly, and the figure burned and dissipated from there.

Anyway, he can't run to this place, and it's not too late to come in when he's done.