"Good luck to me? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Felicia raised her eyebrows and pouted softly without care.

"Sister, why did he fall asleep?" said Grell, who was suddenly lying on the table, with a look of ignorance.

Felicia smiled faintly: "Probably...... It's so tiring. ”

Ingres was led into a peaceful and vast chaotic space by the fluttering butterflies. This world is no stranger to Ingres, who was forcibly pulled into it by the Parasite when he was in the Sky Tower, and was later brought in by Nice.

This is the land of the soul, a place where you don't know if it's real or false. It can be said to be within the human body, or it can be said to be beyond the human body, it is widely regarded by soul wizards as being in another dimension, the embodiment of the light of human spirituality in another dimension.

Ingres didn't know what state he was in now, he only knew that there were many butterflies flying around him, and he couldn't control himself, and he was led to the depths of the soul land by these butterflies.

He looked up and down, left and right, and realized that he was now in no body, and could not escape from the butterfly. Ingres pondered for a moment, he had been separated from his soul and body, so he was sure that he was not in a soul state now. He is also not in the detached thinking of the 'God perspective' that he had when he fought against the parasite, so, according to the common view of wizards, he is neither a soul nor has the ability to think on his own, so he should be a consciousness collection now?

For the time being, Ingres accepts that he is currently in a cloud of consciousness.

Then he discovered a possible fact. He may not be carried by the butterfly, but he is actively walking, and the butterfly follows him.

Only then does it make sense why the butterfly would substitute his cloud of consciousness into the land of the soul.

Because to find one's own soul in the vast land of the soul, there is no special means, only relying on self-consciousness as the coordinates.

In the midst of the butterflies, Angels soon came to a familiar place.

He saw his own soul. Unlike the last time he saw it, at the foot of his soul, a grassland of shining green light appeared, and there was something like cotton wool, flying near the soul, looking like snowflakes and dandelions.

The environment in which the soul is located changes, and so does the soul itself. It's become more solid, and it's more pure.

Then, his cloud of consciousness suddenly broke away from the butterflies and merged into his soul.

The soul standing in the center of the grassland slowly opened its eyes.

......

Felicia felt that Angel's cloud of consciousness returned to her soul, and she didn't care, it was preset. What she cared more about was the soul that was so solid, like a real body, and the grassland under the soul's feet, which was obviously defensive.

Felicia pondered for a moment, then manipulated a butterfly into the grassland.

Butterflies move leisurely, grass and butterflies, it seems to be a very harmonious scene, but this is only for the outside world. When Felicia's butterfly just stepped into Ingres's soul grassland, the cotton wool that flew in mid-air irregularly suddenly began to scatter spores, and the spools fell to the ground to form new green grass, and the spores stained the butterfly's body, and the butterfly began to decompose into energy and merge into the soul grassland.

"Silk green velvet?" Felicia's eyes narrowed, "Such a real soul grassland, the quality of the silk green velvet is very high, maybe it is already half ripe?"

While Felicia was guessing, Ingres was also guessing what this soul meadow was.

Looking at the flying fluff and the projected spores, Ingres immediately thought: tapered velvet.

But the form of the green velvet in the past was not what it is now, why did there be such a change? Ingre's brows furrowed, he couldn't take the initiative to enter the soul land, so he didn't know what happened to the soul land, and could only vaguely feel the soul movement...... And the last time his soul was in the Living Soul Garden, he wanted to get close to the temple on the top of the mountain, and was directly shocked by the strong rhythm and fell unconscious.

Could it be that coma that made the silk green velvet transform into a grassland?

Ingres didn't know why, but when he saw a butterfly enter the grassland range and be directly melted into energy by the spores, he was slightly calm. At least for now, it seems that the defense of the silk velvet is still there, and it should be more universal than before.

"Mistress Felicia?" The soul state is unable to move or speak, but using mood swings to transmit messages to the outside is not difficult for Ingres.

After a while, a complicated emotion came: "Very beautiful soul grassland, it seems that my night butterfly dance is only too much." ”

"Now that the adults have seen it, and there is a defense near my soul, why don't you retreat?" Ingres looked at the flock of butterflies fluttering outside the soul grassland.

His soul is pure, and his soul's eyes are more translucent than his body, as if he were filled with stars.

Felicia couldn't help but secretly praise how good these eyes were, if they were real, she could dig them out and collect them.

"Retreat? Of course it will retreat. But I'm curious about your soul, don't you mind if I observe a little longer?" Felicia's emotions came.

Ingres was silent, he knew that no matter how he refused, Felicia would never leave easily without satisfying his curiosity. What, then, is his answer for?

"In return, I can tell you something. Felicia's emotions came again: "This piece of tapered velvet is approaching maturity, and ripe tapestry velvet is not necessarily good for you." ”

"Why?"

"For no reason, I'm not your mentor, I want to know and look it up for myself. Felicia said lightly.

Angels fell silent again, and in reality, Felicia evoked a sneer: "It's quite familiar." ”

With Ingres' acquiescence, Felicia continued to observe his soul. Ordinary souls have a basic appearance, but most of them are translucent. Ingres's soul, on the other hand, looks almost the same as a real person, and it also concretizes a burqa.

If Ingre's soul is out of the body, it is estimated that ordinary people will not be able to tell whether it is a real person or a soul.

Such a condensed soul, "Are you a soul?" asked Felicia.

"It's not. "Ingres's mood fluctuates without any fluctuations.

It is indeed rare to have such a condensed soul that is not a soul line, at least during the apprenticeship. But what kind of special attraction does such a soul have that can make Isabel, the wizard whose eyes are above the top, look at it differently?

Felicia decided to continue the temptation.

The black and white butterfly, under Felicia's control, flew like in the soul grassland.

Compared to the previous black butterfly, this time the black and white butterfly is obviously more powerful, the velvet spores directly penetrate its body, but it is not contaminated at all, and it flies leisurely.

The lightness of the black and white butterflies seemed to enrage the silky velvet, and countless grasses were uprooted from the ground and turned into vines. With an airtight offensive, the black and white butterflies are surrounded.

But the black and white butterflies were not afraid and penetrated the vines directly.

It's like a body with its own delusion, under the attack of the vines, it directly escapes into another void.

Seeing that it was about to fly to Ingres's side, the green velvet made a final effort, and surrounded Ingres with a solid knot, and bloomed white flowers one after another.

However, as the black and white butterflies approached Angell, the cage-like vines suddenly and slowly disappeared and returned to the grassland.

"You took the initiative to remove the protection?" asked Felicia.

Angels: "I can't resist it anyway, so why bother." ”

Felicia chuckled under her breath, not knowing whether she was sarcastic or proud.

The first black and white butterfly landed on Ingres's soul. The second, the third...... By the end, Ingres's soul was full of butterflies.

Angel closed his eyes and let the butterflies climb on the surface of his soul.

After a while, the black and white butterfly began to draw conclusions back to Felicia.

"The quality of the soul is high. "The level of solidification is at the peak of apprenticeship value. "Hey, this seems to be ......"

Felicia asked curiously, "There is an official wizard-level soul fluctuation in your soul, and there was once a soul wizard who sent you soul power?" This kind of soul fluctuation is a bit like ......."

Angels: "Necromantic Redemption, Lord Nice." ”

"Sure enough, it's him, that old pervert is willing to spend at least five years of soul cultivation to help you condense your soul?" Felicia wondered.

"The mentor took me there. Angel explained.

Felicia frowned, the shadow of a man flashing through her mind.

She hadn't asked Ingres who his mentor was, because she had probably guessed the person's identity. But in order to avoid follow-up troubles, she plans to strike first, and in the case of "I don't know who you are", she will test Angels's soul first, even if the incident is recounted, she can use the "ignorant" to shirk. And she felt that with that person's personality and indifference, she shouldn't care about these things.

But hearing Angel say this, Felicia has some self-doubts, whether she guessed the wrong person. According to Ingre, his mentor was very attentive to him, and even let the old pervert spend years refining to assist Ingres's essence soul, such a diligent concern, could it be the cold-hearted and cold-hearted person?

No, she really guessed wrong. In fact, Ingres's mentor is...... Reinmut? or Wallace?

If it's really one of these two, she's a little at a loss, both of them have a very heavy calf heart, and both are within the range of what Grea said she can't mess with. Among them, the 'Silencer' Reinmut is still the actual ruler of the Barbaric Cave, a proper third-level wizard.

Felicia hesitated to continue.

After thinking about it, Felicia decided to ignore the possible situation, anyway, she is now the "ignorant", and she doesn't really want to kill Angels, and exploring the soul of an apprentice should not make you live or die.

Putting aside these troubled thoughts, Felicia continued to explore Ingres's soul with black and white butterflies.

This time, Felicia decided to go straight into Ingres' soul and go inside.

"The soul furnace has appeared, and even if this kid goes to refine the soul system spell, there is no problem. Felicia said secretly: "However, why does it always feel a strange sense of sluggishness after entering his soul?" ”