"Pull out that half of the soul, and find a way to sew it up by yourself... What does this mean? Mr. Azik's spirit was originally incomplete?

"Where did you draw it from? The talking 'lady' can actually do something that Mr. Ards can't?

"Also, who is Salinger, and why was he reborn from Mr. Azik's body? He, he is the 'Reaper' who caused the pale disaster, Mr. Azik's father or grandfather? He foresaw his own Falling, leaving a clue of resurrection in Mr. Azik's body?

"The first choice must be ruled out directly without consideration. Both the second and the third have their own problems. One is no longer the current self and will become a strange 'I', and the other will forever bear the curse of immortality, and will never be able to Liberation... If you have confidence in yourself and truly regard the past life as an anchor, then you can consider the second option, reconcile with yourself, and compromise with each other... However, this involves the other half of the soul that has been separated, and I have not experienced it at all It is impossible to guess what changes will happen to the other half of the souls who have lived those lives, and the anchor may not be able to solve the problem..."

Thoughts flashed through Klein's mind one after another. He was puzzled, curious, embarrassed, and puzzled, but he could only stand at a distance, unable to even watch from the sidelines.

That is Azik's life, the future he will face, and others cannot make decisions for him.

As for what Klein should say, he had already said it before, and he stood there helplessly and worriedly, waiting for Mr. Ards to speak.

Azik looked at the beautiful lady in the hood in front of him, and he didn't speak for a long time, the pale flames in his eyes flickered.

The illusory yet real mountain-feathered snake seemed to have sensed some bad change. It pulled out its tail suddenly and swept it around frantically. Then, it buried its head and opened its huge mouth, revealing dark red flesh and stains. The pale buttery fangs spit out black snake cores and dark green slime, trying to swallow Azik Eggers actively.

However, all the attempts of "it" failed to have any effect, "it" seemed to live in another world!

In the disturbing silence, Azik raised his right hand, rubbed his forehead, and said with a peaceful smile: "Maybe I'm used to the current life, I choose three."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hooded woman on the opposite side clasped the palm of the bird-shaped gold ornament tightly, and then retracted her arm little by little.

Pulled that ancient thing out of the crack in Azik's forehead.

Azik's expression twisted again, as if he was suffering unimaginable pain.

In every drop of his blood, in every muscle, there is a little spirit oozing out, intertwined into a transparent soul body.

This soul body seems to be complete and undamaged, but it is full of incongruous and contradictory meanings, because half of it is golden yellow, from eyebrows and eyes to torso and limbs, with a simple and simple beauty.

As the bird-shaped gold ornament was pulled out, Azik's translucent spirit began to split from the middle, inch by inch, as if the skin was being peeled alive with a knife.

Once again, there was an inhuman hooting sound from his throat, which made Klein's head feel dizzy and tingling in the distance, as if steel needles were churning wildly in his brain.

In just a few seconds, Azik's spirit body was completely divided into two halves, half of which turned into a golden streamer, which fell into the eyes of the bird-shaped jewelry, and half returned to his body, fused with flesh and blood.

The two pale flames in Azik's eyes were extinguished, the white feathers and pitch-black scales growing on his body receded, and the distortion of his expression was relieved, making him no longer so ferocious.

His face became slightly pale and transparent, and his forehead was twitching, obviously suffering from the pain deep in his spiritual body.

"Thank you for your help." He bowed to the beautiful lady in the hood, turned around, and walked up the stairs in a nonchalant manner, arriving at Klein's side.

"You can open your eyes now." Ards smiled wearily.

Klein quickly opened his eyes, looked at Mr. Ards for a while, and found that he did not show any signs of madness or loss of control, so he was completely relieved, and curiously cast his gaze into the depths of the mausoleum.

There was a black mist, covering everything at the bottom.

"Who was that just now?" He couldn't help asking.

Azik smiled, and grabbed his shoulder with his hand: "Even if I tell you, you can't hear it, unless He wants you to know."

While he was speaking, Klein subconsciously grabbed the shoulders of his two marionettes.

The surrounding color blocks were full of richness, and they were clearly superimposed together. The two couples quickly passed through the spirit world corresponding to "Sea of ??Fury", and returned to the hotel room where Klein lived in Gurain City.

As soon as Azik let go, he pinched his forehead and said with a gentle smile: "I don't know how long it will last for a sleep to recover. If you have any questions, you can ask the seven lights of the spirit world for advice on the corresponding rituals. You should have mastered it." JrNovels.com