Before Horn could learn more, the black ball of light had already begun to merge with the succubus before it could awaken.

Suddenly, black light kept flickering from the succubus's body, and the succubus let out a painful wail from his mouth, his muscles flared up, and he couldn't stop tearing his head with both heads. At the same time, a strange coat of arms appeared on the succubus's chest, the coat of arms was written like a mysterious and ancient text, engraved on the chest like a carving, and the blue blood flowed around the forehead because of the bulge of the coat of arms.

At the same time, on the black continent of the seventh layer, the black ball of light had been trying to enter, but it couldn't enter the "True Pattern Pool", where the demonic fog occurred. Through the mist, a pattern like the coat of arms on the chest of a succubus emerges on the vast and mysterious, smooth as a mirror, and as dark as ink, and in a burst of shaking, it gradually turns into a phantom and sinks to the bottom of the pool.

At the same time, the crocodile-headed monster, which was more than a thousand miles in size, moved, and its huge eyes like a small mountain opened. Puzzled, he stared at the "True Pattern Pool", as if he felt that something had happened, but he didn't know what was wrong. After pondering for a while, he muttered to himself, "Is that the Great Lord demuting? Can it actually cause the True Pattern Pool to resonate?"

But the bottomless abyss is too big, and there are countless big and small devils and demons, even with his ability, it is impossible to know that it is the great lord who is transforming, and after using his divine sense to sense it to no avail, he falls into a dull sleep.

After the coat of arms on the chest of the succubus on the first layer was highlighted, the coat of arms disappeared from the succubus's chest at the same time that the pattern of the "pool of true lines" sank to the bottom of the pool, and there was no trace, if it were not for the remaining blue blood, as if nothing had happened.

The qiē happened so quickly that Horn only felt a blur of consciousness, accompanied by intense pain, as if torn apart from the black ball of light. While the coat of arms is hidden, the consciousness is completely separated from the black ball of light, that is, the succubus. After regaining consciousness, he was already in the soul body above the Cynthers continent. At this time, the sun in the sky has sunk into the horizon, and the sky is full of stars, with a little starlight.

After Horn realized that the succubus was separated, he was in a daze for a while. I don't know what the hell is going on, but from the beginning of drinking the potion, it was beyond his imagination, as if he was in a dream. I vaguely felt that the space where the white ball of light went might be the world where the god was. The black ball of light goes to hell. He wondered what had happened to the two orbs of light after they had been separated from their consciousness. But I just can't feel it, I just subconsciously know that they are fine. It's hard to articulate this feeling. For example, the ball of light once fused with Horn's soul, and although it was separated later, it was not very completely separated.

Horn, floating in the air, quietly watched the different scenery in the sky. But after such a bizarre experience just now, the gorgeous scenery in front of him could no longer amaze Horn.

Now Horn wanted to go back to his body, but after several attempts failed, he had to give up, probably thinking that Tropos had to wait for the same number of days as his age before he could return to his body.

Out of boredom, Horn began to think cranky, and began to wonder what would become of him when he returned to his body. In fact, after becoming a soul state, I also regretted that I drank the potion so impulsively. But at that time, he was in a state of anger, and with the effect of alcohol, he recklessly drank the potion. It's a matter of life. Thinking of this, Horn regretted it for a while, but it was already like this, and it was useless to regret it, so he could only think of a way, such as looking for a bottle of zuò made in Tropos.

Thinking of Tropos, Horn couldn't help but sigh. Regardless of whether she is willing to help him make a bottle, in her own terms, it is a problem to convince herself that she is going to see her. Horn was quite conflicted, and he would love to see Tropos, but only if she had no heart. But look at the intimacy of Ezreal and Tropos. There is basically no possibility of breaking up the two of them, and Horn has not yet thought that his charm can change Tropos's heart. Now he really didn't have the courage to face the intimacy of Tropos and Ezreal, which was worse than killing him. But not going to Tropos to repay the threat of his own life is a dilemma for Horn.

At a time when Horn was struggling internally. Before you know it, the stars and the sun in the sky have been exchanged several times.

Suddenly, a huge force pulled Horn down in an instant. Before he could comprehend, the soul body had already entered his own shell.

With a groan, Horn opened his eyes. What catches the eye is the unfinished beams of the log frame. Move your limbs and feel no big problems. It was only because of the long-term lack of activity that he felt numb, and after lying on the ground for a while, Horn got up. Looking around, the entire room was covered with a layer of ash because of the long period of inactivity, including a thick layer of ash on his body. When I dusted off the ashes, I smelled the sour smell on my body because I hadn't bathed for a long time, and at the same time, my stomach felt hungry. It's not bad to think about it for twenty days without eating, and not starving to death.

At that moment, Horn opened the door and ran directly to the boss to ask for a lot of food, gobbling it up.

When the boss saw Horn, he was stunned for a moment. Ever since Horn was knocked down by Mark that day, he was still worried about what would happen to Horn. When he went up the next day, he found Horn still asleep, but there were still signs of life. I thought it was nothing, but in addition to the fact that there are suddenly more travelers these days. Forget about Horn. But I was shocked when I saw Horn, but there were too many adventurers in the past, and these people all had some strange faults in them. He didn't want to be nosy, as long as the people paid for the accommodation.

After Horn was full, he hurriedly went back to his room and took a good shower, rubbing out the dirt all over his body, and his whole body was much more relaxed. That's when you have time to look at how you've changed.

After inspecting, he found that his strength was still a fourth-level martial artist, approaching the fifth-level. However, these are the results of those days honed in the Wailing Mountain Range, those monsters are powerful, and they are really beneficial for honing martial arts and strength, and when he was close to the Land of Sighs, Horn felt that his strength was about to break through the fifth level. In other words, the potion does not have any effect on the body. But in terms of spirit, Horn felt a great change, first of all, the elements that he felt in the state of the soul. It can still be felt after the soul returns to the body, but the sense of the elements is not as acute as that of the soul state. You can only vaguely sense elemental particles within a few meters of your body, and out of this range, the fewer elements you perceive until they disappear. This range Horn didn't know what level it was compared to those magicians, because he knew too few magicians. A Popna and Tropos. Popner had been with him for a little longer, but under the circumstances, he didn't have the heart to ask about such a thing. And Tropos actually got along for only a short day, and it is impossible to ask.

What's more, the imprint of the contract oath in his body has completely disappeared. Horn felt inexplicable, he hadn't completed the contract, why did the contract disappear? Could it be that the god of the contract canceled the contract?

Horn thought about it, but it never occurred to him that it was the circle that helped him block the attack of the Hellfire of the God of Contract. I thought about it for a long time and didn't have an answer. Horn gave up, although he felt a little sorry for Mkirag, but the threat he had been worried about was gone, and he still felt a lot more relaxed.

As soon as there was no threat to his life, Horn was originally wavering in his mood when he went to ask Tropos to help make the potion again. There is also an answer. Even if he could avoid Tropos, he tried to avoid her, and Horn felt that he really lacked the courage to face Tropos now, although Tropos might not be impressed.

"Mkilag, I'm sorry. Wait until I have the strength to get you out, or find another way to compensate you. Horn smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, he had to admit that he was an emotional coward.

After Horn made his decision, he began to pack his things immediately. I haven't planned to do anything yet, but there are two places I can't stay. One is the Divides, where Tropos is located, and the other is the Sunderland Empire. He wasn't sure if Duke Haig had now given up on tracking down the attack on Andrew's Imperial Legation in Belgrade. If he had shown up and been discovered. Duke Haig would find out that he was not about to die, so it would be difficult to say what would happen then. If his strength does not reach a certain level, he will not go back.

Horn's luggage was simple, just a few clothes and a sword and the round key that had saved his life several times. Thinking of the key, Horn didn't find the fist-sized object. Some are just a watermelon-sized ball in the room, with many strange patterns carved on the surface.

Horn picked up the round object the size of a watermelon, making it closer. I found that the pattern is basically the same as the round key, but it can be bigger. Plus I have the experience of getting bigger last time. Horn immediately thought that the object in front of him was the round key, only getting bigger.

Horn was really surprised and sighed in his heart: "What is this thing, not only is it hard but also absorbs energy, is it alive or dead? ”

It's just that it used to be small, just put it in your arms. Now it becomes the size of a watermelon, how can I still put it in. sighed: "What should I do if it's so big, I can't always take a package with me, it's so inconvenient." If only it could be smaller."

Suddenly, Horn held a round key in his hand and sent out a powerful suction, and suddenly, his body and spiritual power were absorbed by the round key like a tide. Horn was so frightened that he tried to throw the round key away, but the suction stopped. The round key squirmed, and the surface fluctuated like water waves. The volume shrinks and shrinks until it becomes the size of a fist.