The soul is a vessel; the energy it contains is soul energy, which, when transford into a tangible form, becos the [Soul Crystal].
In the eyes of many wizards, soul energy is the most inclusive energy in the multiverse.
It is important to know that even elental energy cannot be absorbed by many creatures.
But soul energy is different; there are almost no creatures that cannot absorb and utilize soul energy.
Soul energy can be said to be the most widely used energy in the multiverse.
The soul crystal is the product of the dispersion of the soul after death and the condensed form of soul energy.
Unfortunately, soul crystals are very difficult to produce naturally; only so special entities drop original soul crystals.
Most of the ti, wizards obtain soul crystals through artificial creation.
And to artificially create soul crystals, a vessel must be prepared.
Wizards often use various gemstones.
The action Sunan is undertaking now is artificially creating soul crystals.
Accompanied by the unwilling wailing, one ghost after another is drawn into the gemstone, which gradually turns gray in color.
In a short mont, the wraiths around Sunan were cleared away.
"Are there more?"
Sunan looked expectantly at the evil spirit.
Just these few wraiths are not enough to completely transform the gemstone into a soul crystal.
It seems that Sunan’s gaze had angered the evil spirit, which shrieked and raised its hand, unleashing a burst of negative energy.
Unfortunately, it was blocked by the shield skill just as it reached Sunan.
Seeing this, the evil spirit simply lifted off the ground and pounced toward Sunan.
"Is this all the wraiths?"
Sunan frowned unhappily, then, without looking at the approaching evil spirit, uttered complicated and arduous syllables.
He currently has three layers of protection on his body.
Shield skill, energy particles, and a protection ring.
And a earth rune gemstone is held in the palm, ready to be activated at any ti.
There’s no need to worry about the evil spirit breaching his defense in a short ti.
True to expectation.
By the ti he was ready to cast his spell, the evil spirit’s clawed hands didn’t even breach the shield.
Magic missile!
Three fist-sized missiles shot out, penetrating the evil spirit’s phantom body like bullets. The latter let out an incredibly piercing shriek, its body visibly dimming.
Sunan remained expressionless, calmly unleashing a second magic missile.
The confrontation between them instantly entered a fever pitch.
The evil spirit entirely abandoned defense—in reality, it couldn’t defend—changing directions around Sunan in a bid to bypass the shield and tear into him, but it failed as the shield intercepted each ti.
Sunan was focused solely on releasing magic missiles.
By the ti the evil spirit managed to tear apart the invisible shield, it had already taken four hits from the magic missile, its translucent body nearly ready to dissipate.
At this point, the evil spirit finally realized the peril and attempted to escape.
Sadly, it was too late.
Releasing the fifth magic missile he had prepared, Sunan then raised the gemstone in his hand.
The evil spirit, having endured three more magic missiles, was seized by a vast invisible force drawing it close to the gemstone.
Despite its frantic struggle, it couldn’t defy the gemstone’s pulling power, and its entire soul was eventually engulfed inside the gemstone.
With the soul absorbed, the gemstone’s color completely shifted, becoming a gray crystal!
"It’s done!"
A hint of joy appeared on Sunan’s face.
Normally, he would need at least the souls of dozens of knights to produce a single lowest-grade soul crystal.
However, with his current spiritual power, he couldn’t extract souls from corpses; he had to rely on certain magical artifacts or arrays—which unfortunately he didn’t possess.
Wraith evil spirits are much simpler; weaken them first, then forcibly absorb them.
One evil spirit is equivalent to the souls of twenty or even thirty knights.
Storing the crystal away, Sunan looked toward the distant Bloody Mandala.
The evil spirit can be said to have concentrated almost all the power of Bloody Mandala, a free-moving entity not bound by its floral body.
Thus, with the evil spirit’s demise, Bloody Mandala was severely affected, visibly wilting.
Its size shrank considerably, now just under twenty centiters tall.
When Sunan uprooted it from the ground, Bloody Mandala let out a sharp, grating screech, struggling fiercely to burrow back underground, but in its weakened state, it couldn’t resist Sunan’s power and was forcefully stuffed into a silver-plated box.
The box’s surface was inscribed with a sealing array, capable of containing the dispersal of Bloody Mandala’s spiritual power.
As long as the box remained closed, Bloody Mandala couldn’t stir trouble.
Having done all this, Sunan clapped his hands and looked around.
With the evil spirit destroyed and Bloody Mandala sealed, the mandalas in the estate began to wither and wilt in droves.
Before long, the environnt returned to normal, apart from appearing a bit run-down, there was nothing out of the ordinary.
But in reality, the air still contained many negative energy particles, making it temporarily uninhabitable; left to dissipate naturally, it might take four or five months to return to normal levels.
Of course, if a wizard apprentice were to perform purification, it could be restored within days.
But Sunan wasn’t willing to undertake unpaid work.
Frankly, a thousand gold coins to eliminate an evil spirit was already cheap.
If it wasn’t for Bloody Mandala and the soul crystal, he wouldn’t have taken this job.
...
Outside the estate.
Viscount Silver Moon paced back and forth, occasionally glancing at the estate, his expression unmistakably anxious.
Shortly after Sunan entered the estate, a fierce blaze suddenly erupted within, followed by constant wailing that frightened him.
He wanted to lead his people inside to investigate but didn’t dare to risk it.
He was so anxious that a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Sunan ca out of the estate.
"Lord Anger..."
Viscount Silver Moon imdiately rushed over, but hesitated to speak.
Sunan said casually, "The evil spirit has been eliminated."
Upon hearing this, Viscount Silver Moon let out a long sigh of relief.
"There are still many negative energy particles remaining in the estate; don’t inhabit it for six months," Sunan reminded him.
Viscount Silver Moon hastily nodded in acknowledgnt.
Truth be told, Sunan needn’t have ntioned it; he wouldn’t have allocated the estate anymore.
Given such strange occurrences, the estate was likely to remain sealed and abandoned.
No matter, as long as Stone Bell City remained unaffected, an estate was nothing to be concerned about.
"All thanks to Lord Anger this ti; I’ve already prepared a banquet, and would be honored if you would join us,"
Viscount Silver Moon spoke with great enthusiasm.
Having, at long last, encountered a powerful wizard, he was reluctant to let Sunan leave just like that.
He’d be willing to grant Sunan a whole town if he could recruit him into his territory.
But to his disappointnt, Sunan didn’t waste a mont refusing.
"No need, I have other matters to attend to."
As soon as he spoke, without waiting for Viscount Silver Moon’s response, Sunan left without looking back.
Just then, a guard ran from afar and brushed past him.
Sunan hadn’t gone far, and his keen hearing allowed him to clearly catch the guard’s hushed report to Viscount Silver Moon.
"Sir, Baron Flash has declared war on Black Stone City!"
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