Stan Sol had an indescribable feeling towards Igor's actions, mixing surprise with expectation, delight with despair.
This complex emotion stemd from his understanding of Igor; he knew Igor's personality wouldn't allow him to do sothing risky, yet Igor was now acting like a fool.
Despite the complexity of spells, they aren't so intricate that they need to be interpreted or adorned by others. Typically, spells are very personal things, impossible to share or be interpreted by others; even if an inconvenience requires soone else to chant it, the effectiveness would significantly diminish.
Yet now, Igor was doing just that. He was stepping out of his bounds and taking Stan Sol's place in completing a spell...
But he just couldn't interpret such a spell, standing up to share the burden with his partner in tis of crisis was comndable, but whether his thod would be effective remains unknown.
Most people would probably view such an action as a joke. After all, it's a bit too reckless!
Stan Sol wanted to tell Igor not to underestimate these spirits, to take them seriously, but he couldn't bring himself to say it, especially when Igor said "Once upon a ti."
Although that "Once upon a ti" made Stan Sol feel annoyed, it also brought him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen such a thing before, perhaps it was indeed Igor's technique...
Deep down in Stan Sol's heart, he believed Igor was confident enough to solve the current problem.
Though Igor's approach seed unreliable, like a third-rate trickster performing cheap tricks.
Yet, these cheap tricks strangely displayed a different outco, difficult to comprehend.
Perhaps it's precisely this incomprehensible phenonon that stirred such complex emotions in Stan Sol.
No one would believe Igor's spell was storytelling...
At that mont, Stan Sol finally understood why Igor said to make the spell more vivid.
Apparently, Igor saw spells as stories, and stories could be told more vividly.
In all his life, this was the first ti soone described spells so vividly, no one had ever imagined anyone would describe spells this way!
Today, Stan Sol gained so new perspective.
Moreover, the story Igor told was quite ordinary, without any special elents.
But sohow, coincidentally? Stan Sol couldn't believe it, these stories actually eased the spirits...
What basis is there for this!
What kind of power can make a story have such a significant effect, and it's just an ordinary story!
Stan Sol felt his understanding was nearly shattered. He really couldn't comprehend it...
The story Igor told surprisingly loosened those stubborn spirits! It was truly bizarre; Stan Sol was constantly tugging, without any signs of easing, hoping to drag those spirits out with continuous incantations...
Unfortunately, he spent considerable effort but hardly gained anything, while Igor just stepped in and helped him achieve a remarkable step, which made him a bit upset.
Wait, there was a ti Igor had engaged in storytelling with others, what was Igor doing then?
Suddenly Stan Sol rembered, it seed there had been a similar scene before.
Soon he rembered that ti, Igor used stories to send the Little Black Hands back to their world... Thinking back, Igor really knew his stuff.
At this mont, Stan Sol realized one thing: Igor now mastered many special insights, it's no longer possible to solve problems using past experiences alone.
Thinking of the previous experiences on Guru Mountain, Stan Sol suddenly had so expectations for the whole event.
After all, Igor always seed to bring surprises.
Since Igor's story could loosen the spirits, as an Ancient Hunter, he now needed to make these spirits manifest.
The Soul Binding Bottle wasn't just called that; it was an artifact passed down from ancestors that needed to play a significant role, not just be a re decoration. Originally, this was a vessel to prevent the spirits from escaping quickly, its greater function was in soul binding.
"Rise!" Stan Sol shouted, seizing the rare opportunity, not knowing how long it would take if missed; Stan Sol couldn't waste the chance Igor had secured for him, hurriedly performing his soul binding spell.
Igor's tale was just the bait, now it's truly ti to fish!
Instantly, flas shot high into the sky as the spirits were suddenly bound by an invisible force, unable to move. They wanted to escape but found no way out, awaiting them was a confined space.
"Dead spirits of the Bruell family! Why such malicious resentnt, relentlessly persistent obsession, what can it bring you?"
Stan Sol suddenly began questioning, even though the spirits hadn't fully ford, he couldn't wait.
Within the circle of flas, above the Soul Binding Bottle gradually erged a white transparent shape, and then a sharp scream echoed once more across the stars.
"Success!" Igor was also excited, knowing at this mont there was no need for the Ant Connection Spell nor himself to narrate vivid spells. Everything could be handed over to Stan Sol; finally, he could just sit back and watch.
Can't you let relax for a mont...
But seeing Stan Sol confidently ask these questions, Igor felt very gratified in his heart; at least his efforts weren't in vain, and his guesses weren't wrong...
After the piercing screams, the white, transparent grotesque form emitted bursts of sharp laughter.
This laughter seed to mock everyone present...
"What's so funny? Can you be serious and answer Stan Sol's question first?" Igor was a bit anxious, these spirits really were, pretending to be big bad wolves, clearly at a dead end, still playing mysterious.
Did they really think their laughter could hide the fear that just sprouted inside them?
Dream on!
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