One-Eyed Monster

Igor’s idea was very realistic.

As for this spell of Stan Sol’s—let’s call it that for now—Igor didn’t really know what to call it either, but he could feel that this spell-like thing was really language-based!

Watching Stan Sol’s beakiest mouth chattering away non-stop, Igor felt that Teacher Hadi had really done a good thing; otherwise Stan Sol would have come here only to be stuck fretting helplessly again.

Though Igor felt that if Stan Sol still had even a bit of language barrier at a time like this, he might actually be able to help—use the Ant Connection Spell to link up and then speak those tongue-twisting incantations in Stan Sol’s stead.

By now night had slowly fallen, the sun had long vanished, though the sky was not yet completely dark.

Battle Pet Fiery Blaze was strutting in a proud circle, leaping about nonstop; it had to cooperate with its master in displaying their skills…

”Oh!” Perkins suddenly came to a realization. ”If I remember correctly, this bottle should be called a Soul Binding Bottle!”

”Hm?” Dean Hoffman and Hustace and the others all looked at Perkins curiously; clearly they cared a lot about this new object.

Of course, this thing could hardly be called something new—it was just an ancient artifact that had never been understood by the mainstream professional world…

”The ancient Hunters had all sorts of Forbidden Spells and Secret techniques, but all of them were for the sake of hunting. This bottle should be a Soul Binding Bottle among the Ancient Hunters, able to hunt down souls. Of course, what they call ’souls’ the Ancient Hunters did, we usually call Spirits, and we especially like to call this sort of thing the Undead.” Perkins started talking away at length.

”Truly a man who has traveled the world, you know quite a lot; you’ve really grown a great deal in these years away.” This was the first time Governor Rostov had spoken to Perkins, and it counted as praise for his foster son.

”Exactly, if I didn’t grow I’d be getting old already!” Perkins acted as if nothing had happened, not caring in the slightest about this praise, and even poked fun at himself.

But they didn’t have that much time to get sentimental; things were very tense over on Stan Sol’s side. Although they couldn’t help, they still didn’t want to just stand there doing nothing.

From the looks of it, Stan Sol seemed to be in great torment.

”How should we help Stan Sol?” Igor asked. He felt that the well-traveled Perkins might know something about this.

But though Perkins was well-traveled and knowledgeable, he was still rather at a loss about matters like these.

”For the time being there’s nothing we can do—if we act, it might only make things worse.” Dean Hoffman said, ”Although I don’t understand this Ancient Hunter’s skill very well, I do know that when it comes to incantation spells, there is nothing we can do to help.”

”Generally speaking, that’s pretty much how it is.” Perkins joined in on this side.

”So we’re just going to stand here staring at each other wide-eyed?” Igor was a little indignant. He truly couldn’t sit still, and he truly couldn’t bear to see this kind of situation: watching his friend barely maintain a spell with great effort and still make no progress, while he himself couldn’t help at all—inside he really felt awful.

No, Igor’s heart began to ripple. He couldn’t wait around like the others; he had to give Stan Sol some help. So he spread out his Spirit Power and directly started to Ant Connect with Stan Sol. At this moment he even thought of Kadi, that one-eyed guy who didn’t even need any Spirit Power to perform Ant Connection—if Kadi were here, he could directly instruct Stan Sol on what he was facing right now.

At present he could only spread out his Spirit Power, find common ground step by step, and then perform Ant Connection.

Fortunately, after experiencing those scenes on Guru Mountain, Igor had matured a great deal, and was now thoroughly at ease with the Ant Connection Spell…

In no time, he had linked up with Stan Sol.

At this moment, Stan Sol was straining to maintain his Secret technique. The Undead opposite him was extremely powerful; it clearly wasn’t something simple.

”So this is an Undead?” Igor suddenly transmitted the thought to Stan Sol.

Stan Sol froze for a moment; he hadn’t expected Igor to arrive at his side so quickly. He had originally thought Igor wouldn’t be able to help at all—now it seemed he was wrong.

He hadn’t expected Igor to have played the Ant Connection Spell up to a new level already!

”These souls are wrapped in resentment; they all seem to be enemies of our Sol Family. Right now they’re extremely stubborn and refuse to come out of this Poisonous Bug. I’m trying with all my might to drag them out, but I’m a bit out of my depth!” Stan Sol said the truth to Igor.

”All of them are enemies of your Sol Family—just how many people did your clan offend?” Igor was very curious.

”There was nothing we could do. Jealousy breeds hatred; many of our enemies’ grudges were completely baseless. Our family held too many hunting grounds back then—dividing them up was bound to give rise to resentment.”

”Oh, I see…” Igor put on a look of understanding. He knew this wasn’t the time to dig to the bottom of things; although he was very interested in stories about grudges and hatred, right now what he had to do was help Stan Sol.

So Igor set his curiosity aside and devoted himself wholeheartedly to serving Stan Sol.

”What can I do for you?” Igor asked. Although the question sounded a bit silly, at this moment being able to do even this was already quite something.

”Provide me with a bit of Spirit Power, and keep your attention up—don’t let me get distracted. Some of these souls have Bewitch Spells; I almost fell for them just now!”

”Anyone who can gather all your enemies in one place is no simple character; looks like their hatred for your clan has really reached its limit.” Igor said as he poured new Spirit Power into Stan Sol, very pleased that he could still be of help.

”The seed of hatred is born in the most primal places. This is something that puzzles me too—what exactly did our family do to incur so many people’s hatred? Could it be because of the rise of the Gaoju Family?”

”Maybe it’s something else.” Igor had a persistent feeling that what was happening was connected to what he’d encountered earlier on Guru Mountain.

On Guru Mountain he had met a Spirit and learned of another world. Not long ago, Governor Rostov had mentioned people’s Reflections—that everyone could awaken a shadow, and these shadows also seemed to be in another world—and now the Ancient Hunters had dragged in this notion of souls…

It felt like all these things were the same thing…

Could it be that all this was what that Spirit had spoken of?

Igor suddenly felt that this matter really was connected to that other world.

He remembered what the Spirit had said to him then—that their world was undergoing certain changes, changes that might lead to a collision between the two worlds…