As the target vanished from the spot, Lilulu giggled.
And Kreya also transford into an indistinct fla, appearing beside Lilulu.
"Did you trap it inside the Fairy Tale Maze?"
Lilulu nodded with a wide smile, a look of pride on her face.
"It’s the first ti I’ve used this skill to attack an enemy, I need to step in and control it myself."
Upon hearing Lilulu’s words, Kreya quickly said, "Don’t kill him."
"Okay!" Lilulu’s figure had already disappeared, with only her voice remaining.
After waiting for a while, the figure of a dog-headed creature in a tattered black robe appeared.
At this mont, he was covered in wounds, panting heavily, looking as if he had little strength left to fight back.
But before he had ti to escape, or even observe his surroundings.
Black and white flas had already begun burning on him, instantly engulfing him.
At this mont, he had turned into a man of black and white flas.
"Ahhh, spare , spare..."
Before the screams and pleas could be finished, the black and white flas around him exploded violently, blazing fiercely.
And his voice abruptly stopped.
A pile of ashes scattered from the flas onto the ground, falling upon the stark white bones.
Adding a layer of black over the white bones.
Only a human-sized soul remained in place, wrapped in black and white flas.
At this mont, Lilulu also appeared at the vanished spot.
"This rat’s quite strong."
Hearing Lilulu’s words, Kreya corrected, "It’s not a rat, it’s a dog."
"He just looks too ugly." Lilulu quibbled.
At this mont, as Kreya was preparing for the next action, a ticking sound rang in her head.
Seeing no strange reaction from Lilulu, it indicated that the ssage was sent only to her.
She took up the machine at her waist to check.
"Soone sent a ssage, who is it?"
Lilulu curiously sat on Kreya’s shoulder, asking.
Kreya glanced at the ssage, casually saying, "It’s Kane, he has sothing for ."
After reading the ssage, Kreya took a small iron plate from her space equipnt, with black and white flas burning and engraved on the plate.
She extended her hand to caress the Lamp Mark on her thigh, opening the guild warehouse entrance in the air to place the iron plate inside.
Only then did she reply.
After completing this series of actions, she brought Lilulu to the soul ball wrapped in black and white flas.
Preparing to interrogate it for information.
...
Kane sat idly by the depression where he’d seen the hunchbacked humanoid lifeform before.
At this mont, the depression had been buried, the inside containing the corpse left after its death, and already burnt by Kane.
This was the only thing Kane could do at present.
He was waiting for Kreya’s reply.
As the ticking sound rang in his head, he took up the pager to check, then smiled widely and opened the guild warehouse entrance, taking out the triangular iron plate Kreya had previously placed inside.
At this mont, black and white flas still burned on the iron plate, but Kane took it directly in his hand, and the flas did not harm Kane at all.
Instead, a wisp coiled around his grateful hand, seeming very familiar with him.
Although Kane hadn’t mastered the rules of the soul, he understood the black and white flas sowhat.
He even knew how to use them and mastered a certain level of proficiency.
Sotis, Kane had temporarily gained control over black and white flas from Kreya.
Quite familiar with it.
After all, such an interesting black and white fla, if he could control it himself, he might gain so intriguing inspiration.
Standing up, he waved away the stool underfoot, and layers of chanical structures instantly appeared before him, beginning to interact and combine.
In no ti, a large chanical lamp over two ters tall, ford of intricate chanical structures, stood before Kane.
This thing was of course not a lamp, Kane rely adopted the lamp’s design.
He said to the quiet below, "Quiet, link up, help with the control."
Quiet quickly nodded, a flash of red light in its eyes returning to normal, and linked with the chanical lamp before Kane.
At this ti, Kane placed the iron plate onto the long prepared groove at the bottom of the lamp, black and white flas rapidly burned and transmitted to the steel tubes specially constructed around the lamp.
These tubes were placed at the outermost of the lamp, now burning fiercely with white flas.
No other places were contaminated.
Opening the lamp, Kane placed the soul light ball he had been holding for so ti inside.
Fortunately, the lamp Kane crafted was large enough, otherwise, it might not have fit inside.
The light ball hovered at the center of the lamp, as if it was the wick of the chanical lamp.
With the completion of a series of processes, black and white flas began to blaze, transforming the entire lamp into a torch-like object.
A thin line ford from black and white flas, poured into the lamp, connecting to the soul light ball.
As if hanging the light ball on a fine thread.
"It’s done."
With the thread’s connection, Kane’s series of operations was considered complete.
Now, Kane could use this soul to retrieve the intelligence he desired.
He thought for a mont, looking at the soul and asked, "Why did your world perish?"
A bewildered, ancient voice echoed. Although Kane couldn’t understand the words, being the Voice of the Soul, he could directly grasp its aning.
"The specifics of the destruction are now unknown, twisted darkness descended upon the world, all evil surged towards the world, oh god! abandoned the world..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Seeing the soul getting more and more enthusiastic, with all kinds of words that seed like preaching, flowing into Kane’s mind through the soul’s wave.
Kane imdiately called to a halt.
It seed this soul was so sort of follower or priest-like existence.
Additionally, it appeared that he didn’t know how exactly the world was destroyed.
But afterward, he probably sensed the pollution of rule-level, and even he himself was polluted.
Kane pondered for a mont and changed the question: "How did you get polluted... No, what caused the abnormal condition in your body?"
As Kane’s question transmitted, the soul began to answer again.
This ti was obviously more normal.
"The food stank and rotted, the water turned pitch black and murky, the air beca sweltering and nauseating, everything was tornting the lives of survivors."
"Over ti, so people’s bodies began to rot and mutate, transforming towards ugliness, their spirits started having problems."
"They started calling, calling out the na of the Evil God, moving slowly towards an unknown direction..."
Quietly listening to these answers, listening to the Soul Light Ball’s description of past events, Kane nodded his head, roughly knowing the situation.
Those who survived needed food and water to sustain themselves, but both the food and water were polluted, even the air was problematic.
Living in such an environnt, how could these people not be transford?
Thus, following the trend, they were polluted into the disgusting and ugly appearance that Kane had seen earlier.
Following this, Kane began asking various questions, all related to this world.
He kept asking until the soul started babbling nonsense, saying aningless things, and those black and white flas began to diminish, until they completely disappeared.
Only then did Kane dismantle the machine in front of him, looking at the still glowing soul in his hand.
Through earlier understanding, Kane didn’t know whether he was lucky or unlucky.
But no matter what, this soul could not remain in this world.
White mist began to swirl, and then this soul light ball vanished along with the white mist.
The reason Kane did not return this soul to this world was because this world was no different from being dead.
No, it was even more disgusting than just simple death.
This is why Kane felt he didn’t know if he was lucky or unlucky.
Based on the situation just gathered from the soul light ball.
Just now, the owner of that soul, while alive and with other survivors, after being altered, polluted, and went insane, began to move towards the direction where ordinary animals’ souls floated to.
At the ti, he had not been fully transford, was scared, and walked continuously in the opposite direction to where these people moved.
Until the end when he couldn’t hold on any longer, completely transford, and began to return the sa way without consciousness.
Or perhaps indeed he walked too far, that the energy within his body and what was left of his strength couldn’t support him to move forward, resulting in him stopping in the pit where Kane found him.
Until Kane arrived, that’s when he quietly died.
Furthermore, at that ti, it was not him controlling his own body, but the source of all this was controlling.
This is also why he was able to see Kane.
Bodies infected by rule-level pollution had no energy left, unknown how far this person ran while alive.
But this side also indicates that under such pollution, a long ti may have passed in this world.
Possibly there are no longer any living, unpolluted beings on this piece of shattered World Fragnt.
Through the situation where that life before dying tried to grasp yet continued gazing at Kane, even with Kane unseen he could see his gaze.
Kane believed that the source of all this, had discovered him, possibly approaching him from this direction.
The gathered intelligence was more than sufficient.
In Kane’s eyes, golden light flashed.
Beginning to predict based on the gathered intelligence, and current circumstances.
The more understood, the clearer the vision.
A massive form was rampaging across the wasteland.
The targeted goal was himself at the mont.
Kane continued infusing Magic Power into his eyes, wanting to see more, and more clearly.
However, his ability stopped him, he could only see this massive form’s strength.
Ascender.
This massive form’s strength reached three colors.
Seeing such intelligence, Kane’s heart couldn’t help but get excited.
Perhaps his first colored-stage opponent encountered.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Kane’s face.
"Although the encountered World Fragnt had no life, but still a three-colored enemy, considered lucky."
While speaking, he reached into the Void, and upon retrieving his hand, it already held a Transparent Magic Stone.
The Magic Stone was wrapped in silver tal, turned into a chain, and worn around Kane’s neck.
Looking at the Transparent Magic Stone hanging on his neck, Kane flicked it.
"Seems like, another colored Magic Stone is about to be accounted for. I wonder if I’m the first in the team to encounter a colored enemy."
Talking to himself, moving forward towards the place where those souls floated before.
Beside his ears.
Seed already hearing from afar, the loud commotion from the enemy.
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