Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 120 Soul Cultivation Method

"Ugh!!!" The pain turned into a scream.

Olanton clutched his chest and knelt on the ground. In his heart, a black flame gradually burned, gradually spreading to his whole body.

For a moment, Oranton's aura continued to decline.

"How could this happen." With a painful look on his face, he wailed loudly, "You lied to me, Patrick!"

In the mirror, a sneer appeared on the devil's mouth.

"Stupid soul! Plunge into the embrace of the endless abyss!" Spreading his palms, the devil 'Patrick' murmured with excitement on his face, "It took me so long to finally get it, a third-level wizard The soul of the apprentice."

On the ground, Orlandon screamed horribly.

The pitch-black flames spread across his body, and the soul that had been devoured before seemed to become fuel, causing the black flames to burn his flesh and blood body.

"Devil. You bloody liar!!"

Orlandon let out a mournful cry, and the screams stopped abruptly. His body was completely wrapped in black flames, and every bit of flesh and blood was burned away, leaving only a white bone.

"Haha, it's done!" In the mirror, Patrick laughed wildly.

On the ground, within a pale skeleton, a white light group flickered slightly, faintly exuding Oranton's soul breath.

The devil in the mirror stretched out his palm, and a dark breath spread over, entangled the soul in the bones, and then slowly floated up, being sucked into Patrick's palm.

"The soul of a wizard is really intoxicating!" Patrick had a hint of intoxication on his face.

Not far away, Enzo looked dignified.

Orlandon, who was tempted by the devil, finally paid the price. The method of being promoted to an official wizard by devouring the soul is obviously a dead end, and the end will only lead to death.

"Oh! My friend, don't be nervous."

Patrick spread his palms, with an elegant smile on his face, and said, "Although what I want is Orlandon's soul, didn't I also help you solve an enemy?"

"You deceived Orlandon just for his soul?" Enzo's eyes were wary.

"Cheat? Oh, this term is not correct." Patrick smiled slightly with a hint of cunning on his face, "It's just a fair deal. Orlandon got the power he wanted, didn't he?"

Enzo's expression froze, the temptation of the devil often starts from the transaction.

Perhaps through some contract, Orlandon thought that devouring the soul would give him the power of an official wizard, but he didn't expect that what he lost in the end was his own soul.

"Come closer, my friend." Patrick said in a low tone, seductively, "Come to a deal, I will give you anything you want"

"Alarm! The host is mentally disturbed."

"Currently carry out the mental power judgment. The judgment is passed, and the subject is immune to mental interference!"

A mechanical sound sounded in his head, and Enzo's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface, as if he was really tempted by the devil, and walked forward slowly.

"Yes! That's it." Patrick whispered, "Tell me everything you want, and I can satisfy you!"

"I think." Enzo's expression was dull, but there was a glint of light in his eyes, and he shouted, "You go back to hell!"

A punch blasted out suddenly, shattering the mirror in front of him.

The shattered glass exploded, dividing the image in the mirror into dozens of pieces. Patrick's eyes flashed with astonishment, but immediately after, a look of interest appeared on his face.

"Not bad! Not bad." Patrick clapped his hands, his eyes flashed greedily, and said, "Young wizard, you actually resisted my temptation. It seems that you have a tough soul."

Enzo had no expression on his face, his eyes were cold.

The mirror being smashed with a punch is equivalent to cutting off the connection between hell and the wizarding world. The devil will be expelled by the will of the world, and at the same time, its power will be infinitely suppressed.

In the broken mirror, the image of the devil gradually dimmed.

"Young wizard! I look forward to the moment when I meet you again. Please remember that as long as you pay the price, I can give you everything you want."

Patrick's voice became ethereal, and before disappearing, he gracefully took off his gloves and performed an ancient noble salute.

"Goodbye my friend."

The evil breath disappeared completely, and a ray of moonlight entered the tower.

"Huh!" Enzo heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood up, looked around, and finally fixed on a skeleton on the ground.

The trouble was solved, and it was time to clean up the battlefield. Enzo walked towards Oranton's body, rummaged beside him, and finally found a piece of broken parchment of unknown material.

This torn parchment looks old, with many unknown twisted characters written on it

"Chip, check it." Enzo ordered.

"Ding! The detection material is 92.7% likely to be human skin, which contains mild unknown energy fluctuations. After big data analysis, the above text is the text of the abyss devil."

"A product of the abyss?" Enzo frowned slightly, and said to himself, "It seems that this is what Oranton got from the devil. Chip, translate the words on it into the common language of the wizarding world."

The chip contains a large amount of data, including the complete abyss language.

After a while, the text on the human skin paper was translated.

"Soul cultivation method?" Enzo's eyes flashed. What was recorded on this human skin paper was something called soul cultivation method. According to the above description, practitioners seemed to be able to strengthen their own souls.

"Huh! Orlandon practiced this ghost thing, which led to his soul falling into the abyss."

Enzo snorted coldly, and said in his heart, "Chip, analyze it. If you learn the soul cultivation method, what kind of impact will it have on people?"

"Ding! According to the chip simulation analysis in the analysis, learning the soul cultivation method can increase the strength of one's own soul, but because the above content of the human skin paper is mixed with a lot of chaotic information, the soul of the cultivator will lose the ability of self-control in the later stage."

"Oh? There is a lot of confusing information here?" Enzo's eyes flickered, and he murmured, "It seems that this is the devil's conspiracy. Through the wrong soul cultivation method, Orlandon's soul lost self-control, and finally fell into a complete depression. Into the abyss!"

"Chip, can you remove harmful information?" Enzo asked.

"Ding! The task is established, and the data is being analyzed. After sorting out, the [soul cultivation method] will be entered into the chip, and all harmful information will be eliminated."

"It's really possible!" A trace of surprise floated in Enzo's eyes.

The big data function of the chip is extremely powerful. Under its comparative analysis of information, the false information mixed in [Soul Cultivation Method] by Devil Patrick has been completely eliminated.

(End of this chapter)