When Karl and the Dark Elf Archers temporarily separated from the group and disappeared into the darkness, Marcos began his own investigation. The only objects of his attention were the ghosts, and although they would turn into a wisp of soul and dissipate when destroyed, they actually left something invisible to the naked eye. Marcos thought he needed Pråmun's help.

Fit, who didn't know what the hell Marcos was up to, quietly followed him, trying to figure out what he wanted to investigate. There may be no need to investigate here, whether it is evil dragons or monsters, they exist here, and they have already posed a threat. Eliminating them is the easiest solution, and useless investigations are just a waste of time.

Marcos found the exact location where the ghost had dissipated, crouched down there, and after examining the dirt that had not changed much, he gently stretched out his ghost hand and pressed it to the ground. He quickly uttered a series of incantations, allowing Purmont to exist as a sigil on the ground. Then, he stood up and began to observe the surroundings of the Purmon Sign. Under the power of Purumon, the essence of those ghosts gradually became visible to the naked eye. And Fett, who was standing not far from Marcos, also widened her eyes in surprise, a scene she had never seen before.

Looking at the seemingly illusory but real, gray essence substance, the corners of Marcos's mouth curled up. That might make sense. ”

"What the hell do you care?" asked Fett, who couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"The last time I came here alone, I met a ghost singing alone. As I approached it, the singing naturally stopped. But strangely, it didn't attack me, but tried to seduce me. Marcos replied.

"Temptation?" Fett wondered.

Marcos nodded, "I guess the reason it didn't attack me was because it was a little different from the other ghosts. ”

"Different, what do you mean?"

"That's the crux of the matter. Marcos smiled slightly, and stretched out his finger to point to the essence substance that manifested under the influence of Purmont. "The essence substance left behind by these ghosts is their soul fragments, and I think all I need to do is let Kaija sense these soul fragments to find something suspicious. After all, the ghost exists here, and the ghosts will affect each other. ”

Fett glanced at the essence substances, which, to be honest, gave her a bad feeling. "Do you think that ghost is a big threat?"

"I doubted, but I couldn't be sure. Marcos said uncertainly. "But at least there's no doubt that that strange ghost isn't on our side. ”

"That's right, no one doubts that. Fett nodded.

Marcos drew his gaze back to the essence on the ground and opened a heart-to-heart conversation with Kaija. It wasn't the first time he'd asked for Kaija's help, but every time the ghost did his best to tease Marcos. Its words sound like a curse to Marcos, but sometimes it warns its host of potentially dangerous actions, and Marcos really doesn't know if it wants to survive or end up being dragged to hell by the spirits.

So, after a not-so-pleasant heart-to-heart exchange, Kaija turned into a black wind and hung over the essence substance, and now Marcos just had to wait for Kaija's conclusion. He thought that as long as he was alive for a day, he must be good at using these ghosts and gods. They don't take the initiative to save themselves, Marcos believes that, and only himself and his companions can save their lives.

Fett is very unfamiliar with ghosts and gods, so it is natural that he will also have a feeling of resistance. When Keja broke away from Marcos's body, she subconsciously took a few steps back. But Marcos noticed that move, so he smiled and said to Fett. "Don't worry, Kaija isn't aggressive. ”

"I don't want to have anything to do with these ghosts. Fett shook his head.

Marcos sighed, "Okay, whatever you want." He gave up on using séance to help Fett at a critical moment, and if he did, Fett might have cut himself off, and Marcos didn't want to leave another scar on his face.

Kaija is a shrewd ghost, and his action efficiency is the highest of all the spirits, so much so that some soul bearers are willing to consider Kaija as a companion. But Marcos would never have thought so, and although he was fighting with ghosts, ghosts were always something he had to watch out for. Soon, Kaija departed from the soul fragment and returned to Marcos's back to his original form. "That's it. ”

"So, what's the conclusion?" Marcos hoped that Keja wouldn't beat around the bush, at least in the conversation.

"It's boring, if you want me to say, there's a feeling in the soul fragments left behind by the ghosts here. ”

"What exactly is a feeling?"

"Miss, surprised, aren't you? These ghosts who regard your blood as a feast can also have feelings of longing. ”

Marcos frowned, he felt clueless now, why did the ghost have such feelings of longing?, "Do you know where this feeling comes from?"

"It's that strange ghost you were here the last time you were here, Lord Host. Keja let out an eerie laugh.

"It seems that my guess is correct, that ghost has indeed affected the other ordinary ghosts here. If that's the case, then it's probably far more powerful than a normal ghost. But that doesn't explain why it didn't attack me, could it be ......" Marcos's expression froze, and the thought that popped into his head was a surprise to himself.

"Your instincts are sharp, Lord Host, and let me see how you solve this problem. "The Kaija shut down psychic communication, they never volunteered to help their hosts.

Marcos was silent, the assumptions in his mind that once true, it would be very difficult to destroy the ghost. Fett noticed Marcos's strange reaction and walked over to ask. "What's wrong with you?"

"I might know why the ghost didn't attack me anymore. Marcos whispered. "It's going to be a tough guy to work with, damn it. He scolded.

"Can you tell me your speculation?" Fitt wanted to hear not Marcos's complaining words, but his speculation. Only then can she find a way to help Marcos deal with the strange ghost who may sense the presence of the essence at any time.

"Camilli, Anna, come here!" Marcos looked up and shouted to the two who were resting not far away. This is not something he can do alone, and if he can't solve the ghost, then let alone destroy the evil dragon, and even the work of collecting bones will not be able to start smoothly. He was now sure that the strange ghost was a threat, and a big one.