Chapter 196: Compound Magic (I)

PS: Today we celebrate the collection of more than 6,000, three more, and tomorrow we will resume two more.

"No, with the strength he has realized, it is unlikely that he will be captured alive. Killing him was our only option, but alas, it seems that we won't get any information this time. The Count whispered with some pessimism.

He didn't think that those officers would know any useful information, but he could understand it if he thought about it from his own perspective. If he was in the position of Sir himself, he wouldn't let his men know too much, and it would be enough for them to know enough information to complete the mission.

Just when the Count lost confidence in the intelligence, Kyleus, who had been in a trance-stricken since just now, suddenly spoke without warning, and what he said surprised the Count and Laws.

"I was able to get Sissoko to tell us the information, it just took a little time to prepare. Kyleus's low, magnetic voice echoed in the ears of the two of them, and the words of his hoarse, muffled words made them look incredulous.

"What a way. The Count, anxious to obtain information, hurriedly spoke, he had just dispelled the hope in his heart, and at this time the flame of hope was rekindled by the words of Keellius, which made his voice a little strange, revealing an eagerness and surprise that could not be concealed.

Rouse on the side also looked at Kylelius who was still standing there with surprise and doubt, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

Kylelius didn't pay attention to their gaze, just continued to look at the corpse on the ground, and said lightly, "Although his soul was shattered by my 'abyss gaze' just now, it has almost dissipated. But even the tiny fragments of his soul were almost gone, but they were enough for me to use my magic to explore his memories. The body's memories don't dissipate with the dissipation of the soul, but it's hard to say how much of his memory remains. ”

If it is a local magician, most of them will not know what the body memory is, but Kylelius from the Blue Star knows that this kind of body-generated memory will be retained with the body, although the accuracy and practicality are not high, but it is better than nothing.

At this time, the Count and Rolls could no longer contain the ecstasy in their hearts, no matter how many memories they could search, they only knew that now they were like victims drowning by the river, as long as they could grasp anything, they had to grasp it as soon as possible, even if it was just a soft and weak straw.

"It's all right, Kyleus, it's already like this anyway, and we don't have a better way, so try it as much as you can. Anyway, even if you don't succeed, you won't have anything to lose, and you can use the traitor's soul however you want. The Count spoke very quickly.

He anxiously urged Kyleus, who seemed eager and unscrupulous in his opinion that after his magic was cast, Keellius would not have any loss other than magic power except for the damage to Sissoko's soul.

But what he didn't know was that almost all magic tricks involving the soul had side effects, large or small, and even Kyleus, a vampire, had to take a certain risk. After all, he has not yet become a Dead Apostle, he has not obtained the eternal curse of time, although his body has an extremely high level of immortality, but the soul has not yet reached that level, and it will still cause harm.

And now Kylelius doesn't care about such damage, although Kylelius has temporarily saved Lycia's life just now, and has also thought of several ways to resurrect her. However, this does not mean that he does not have hatred for those who oppose the forces, but on the contrary, his hatred for these people is gradually increasing over time.

And now that there is an opportunity with a high probability of obtaining information about the enemy, right in front of him, Kyrlius will not let go of this opportunity because he is afraid of being hurt because he is in some danger to himself.

And he is still very confident in his magic ability, he doesn't think that the soul magic he casts will cause harm to him. After transforming into a vampire, the magic stability brought to Kylelius was not a joke, and the stability of Kyleus's magic was much higher than that of ordinary magicians, otherwise he would not have mastered the technique of 'spaced casting' at his current age.

Ignoring the Earl's anxiety and urging, Kylelius just continued to look at Sissoko's corpse, and then, after a few seconds, as if he had finally come to his senses, he took out various magic materials from the magic pocket he carried with him.

There are so many strange materials that most of them, the Count, a large nobleman with several magic consultants, are unrecognizable. As for Law, a shield warrior with no magical foundation or experience, let's ignore him.

However, just because the earl can't understand it doesn't mean that others can't understand it either. The Earl carried forward the spirit of asking if he didn't understand, and asked the Gala magic advisor who didn't know when he finally returned to the hall: "Uncle Gala, is Kyrlius going to perform a magic trick, can you see it?" At the same time, he briefly told him what had just happened.

Gala and Dafanie had just gone backstage with a few other magic consultants to prepare for the magic show they were going to show for the wedding dinner tonight. While it sounds ridiculous for a magician to prepare for a Jim show, many low-level magicians earn their research money from time to time by performing for aristocratic salon dinners.

Except for Daphine, a child of the nobility, even Gara often prepared for this kind of performance when she was young. Therefore, the magic show of the wedding dinner that was supposed to be held tonight, and they, the consultants who usually ate the earl's house, naturally took on this task without hesitation.

Dafanie followed, but it was purely out of curiosity, and she had rarely participated in such magic shows in person before. After all, her status would not allow her to do this, and neither his ex-husband, Viscount Cole, nor her brother, Earl Stell, would allow her to do so.

Until today, because it was the wedding of her niece and an inviter, she was able to participate in this preparatory event.

Of course, the most important reason is that she has now inherited the viscount title of the Cole family, and even in the face of the earl, she can be on an equal footing.

Therefore, no one is qualified to control her now for whatever she wants to do, not even the earl as his brother, and the status of the two sides is almost the same.