One-Eyed Monster

Stan Sol had an indescribable feeling towards Igor’s actions, mixing surprise with expectation, delight with despair.

This complex emotion stemmed from his understanding of Igor; he knew Igor’s personality wouldn’t allow him to do something risky, yet Igor was now acting like a fool.

Despite the complexity of spells, they aren’t so intricate that they need to be interpreted or adorned by others. Typically, spells are very personal things, impossible to share or be interpreted by others; even if an inconvenience requires someone else to chant it, the effectiveness would significantly diminish.

Yet now, Igor was doing just that. He was stepping out of his bounds and taking Stan Sol’s place in completing a spell...

But he just couldn’t interpret such a spell, standing up to share the burden with his partner in times of crisis was commendable, but whether his method would be effective remains unknown.

Most people would probably view such an action as a joke. After all, it’s a bit too reckless!

Stan Sol wanted to tell Igor not to underestimate these spirits, to take them seriously, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it, especially when Igor said ”Once upon a time.”

Although that ”Once upon a time” made Stan Sol feel annoyed, it also brought him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen such a thing before, perhaps it was indeed Igor’s technique...

Deep down in Stan Sol’s heart, he believed Igor was confident enough to solve the current problem.

Though Igor’s approach seemed unreliable, like a third-rate trickster performing cheap tricks.

Yet, these cheap tricks strangely displayed a different outcome, difficult to comprehend.

Perhaps it’s precisely this incomprehensible phenomenon that stirred such complex emotions in Stan Sol.

No one would believe Igor’s spell was storytelling...

At that moment, Stan Sol finally understood why Igor said to make the spell more vivid.

Apparently, Igor saw spells as stories, and stories could be told more vividly.

In all his life, this was the first time someone described spells so vividly, no one had ever imagined anyone would describe spells this way!

Today, Stan Sol gained some new perspective.

Moreover, the story Igor told was quite ordinary, without any special elements.

But somehow, coincidentally? Stan Sol couldn’t believe it, these stories actually eased the spirits...

What basis is there for this!

What kind of power can make a story have such a significant effect, and it’s just an ordinary story!

Stan Sol felt his understanding was nearly shattered. He really couldn’t comprehend it...

The story Igor told surprisingly loosened those stubborn spirits! It was truly bizarre; Stan Sol was constantly tugging, without any signs of easing, hoping to drag those spirits out with continuous incantations...

Unfortunately, he spent considerable effort but hardly gained anything, while Igor just stepped in and helped him achieve a remarkable step, which made him a bit upset.

Wait, there was a time Igor had engaged in storytelling with others, what was Igor doing then?

Suddenly Stan Sol remembered, it seemed there had been a similar scene before.

Soon he remembered that time, Igor used stories to send the Little Black Hands back to their world... Thinking back, Igor really knew his stuff.

At this moment, Stan Sol realized one thing: Igor now mastered many special insights, it’s no longer possible to solve problems using past experiences alone.

Thinking of the previous experiences on Guru Mountain, Stan Sol suddenly had some expectations for the whole event.

After all, Igor always seemed to bring surprises.

Since Igor’s story could loosen the spirits, as an Ancient Hunter, he now needed to make these spirits manifest.

The Soul Binding Bottle wasn’t just called that; it was an artifact passed down from ancestors that needed to play a significant role, not just be a mere decoration. Originally, this was a vessel to prevent the spirits from escaping quickly, its greater function was in soul binding.

”Rise!” Stan Sol shouted, seizing the rare opportunity, not knowing how long it would take if missed; Stan Sol couldn’t waste the chance Igor had secured for him, hurriedly performing his soul binding spell.

Igor’s tale was just the bait, now it’s truly time to fish!

Instantly, flames shot high into the sky as the spirits were suddenly bound by an invisible force, unable to move. They wanted to escape but found no way out, awaiting them was a confined space.

”Dead spirits of the Bruell family! Why such malicious resentment, relentlessly persistent obsession, what can it bring you?”

Stan Sol suddenly began questioning, even though the spirits hadn’t fully formed, he couldn’t wait.

Within the circle of flames, above the Soul Binding Bottle gradually emerged a white transparent shape, and then a sharp scream echoed once more across the stars.

”Success!” Igor was also excited, knowing at this moment there was no need for the Ant Connection Spell nor himself to narrate vivid spells. Everything could be handed over to Stan Sol; finally, he could just sit back and watch.

Can’t you let me relax for a moment...

But seeing Stan Sol confidently ask these questions, Igor felt very gratified in his heart; at least his efforts weren’t in vain, and his guesses weren’t wrong...

After the piercing screams, the white, transparent grotesque form emitted bursts of sharp laughter.

This laughter seemed to mock everyone present...

”What’s so funny? Can you be serious and answer Stan Sol’s question first?” Igor was a bit anxious, these spirits really were, pretending to be big bad wolves, clearly at a dead end, still playing mysterious.

Did they really think their laughter could hide the fear that just sprouted inside them?

Dream on!