Chapter 174 – High Fake Forces the Original to Die
Saying Do It.
Saul created a fourth wound for himself, collecting a bit of blood and muscle tissue.
He then prepared the basic materials for making a candle, and with the companion flower juice, blood and flesh, and a little bit of the cut off candle, he recreated a complete new candle.
The shape of this candle was similar to the candle on the candlestick, but because of the addition of the blood and muscle tissue, the candle turned from white to red.
"I've diluted it as much as I can, but it's still so red. Should I extract serum or some other colorless tissue?"
Although the color of the first finished product was out of order, Saul also planned to try it out first.
He fixed the candle on the table and threw a small flame at the center.
However, after the small flame drifted over the center of the candle, it failed to ignite it.
"Could it be that something is wrong with the material of the candle, affecting its flammability? Wait!"
Saul took out the lighter again, stood up some distance away, and aimed the nozzle at the center of the candle.
"Gimme!"
This time, the red candle was smoothly lit, the wick burning with a miserable white flame!
"The exact same flame as the one on the candlestick?" Sol carefully compared the candlelight over his head and revealed a surprised smile.
"It actually worked in one go? Am I such a genius?"
After a brief moment of joy, Saul let himself calm down again.
"After all, the main ingredients are all substitutes, and the accompanying flower juice doesn't meet the requirements, so the actual efficacy may be much worse ..."
Suddenly, Saul had a jolt, and goosebumps jutted out all over his body as if he had a consciousness of his own.
He turned around in horror and saw that the shelves behind him were filled with people!
All of them were the corpses from outside!
These guys had moved behind Saul at some point. Some of them were squeezed in the corridor between the shelves, and some of them didn't squeeze into the corridor, but could only stand behind the shelves, "watching" Saul through the gaps between the goods.
But Saul intuition, they are watching the candle in his hand.
Just a lapse of concentration, the corpses seem to be a little closer to himself.
Saul made a snap decision and grabbed the knife on the table to squash the candle flame.
As a stream of green smoke rose from the blackened center of the candle, the eerie feeling of being on the edge of the world gradually disappeared.
Saul turned back again, keenly noticing that the corpses had moved a little closer to him.
Although they were still expressionless and their eyes were closed, Saul could feel a sense of disappointment from them.
In the past, Saul had never seen them move of their own accord, though he was certain they did have some consciousness.
Unexpectedly, they were exposed because of the red candle.
Saul looked at the candle in his hand and thought to himself, "I shouldn't have gotten anything out of this, right?"
"What is it??"
A female voice suddenly sounded above Saul's head.
When he looked up, he saw a black shadow precipitating out of the roof a little, gradually extending from a slimy droplet shape to a woman's form.
Finally the black shadow broke free of the roof completely and fell to the ground, almost re-shadowing Saul as it landed.
"Mrs. Yura?"
"Don't call me Yura, call me Vinnie!" The dark figure said unhappily, but she quickly skimmed over the matter, sniffing left and right with the face that made it impossible to see her features, "Where's that smell from just now?"
The smell?
Thor looked down at the red candle beside him, he didn't smell anything.
The dark figure immediately noticed Saul's shift in vision and followed, looking over and into a red candle.
"This is ... you do?"
Vinnie's dark shadow came closer as she crouched down, interlocking her hands on the tabletop so that she was looking flatly at the candle.
"I find its scent calming." The dark figure seemed to make a tilting motion of her head, "Can you light it again?"
"Calming?"
Strange, Saul hadn't added anything to it that calmed the soul's emotions.
Even the accompanying flower juice that the white candle might have originally had to stabilize the spirit body was diluted several times by Sol.
It was logical that the efficacy should not be as good as the original candle.
But Vinnie didn't react at all to the other lit candles in the warehouse.
"Vinnie, I'll light the candles and these guys will rush up." Saul pointed behind him to the horde of corpses that were still "hovering" around the shelves.
The black shadow glanced back and said carelessly, "It's okay, they're only coming because they feel comfortable. As long as you do not violate the taboo, they will not hurt you. Hurry up, hurry up ..."
Hearing Vinnie's assurance, Saul picked up the lamplighter and relit the red candle.
A ray of white light ghostly lit up.
The treasury fell silent.
The living and the dead stared at the candlelight in awe.
Saul didn't smell anything, nor did he feel much calmer. He looked around and realized that the corpses weren't coming any closer, but one by one, they were facing the red candle, their faces less eerie and more mesmerized.
"Can't let them know the raw material is part of my blood." Saul raised his hand somewhat uneasily and pressed it to the wound that was hidden by his sleeve, "They don't react much to my wounds, but they are concerned about the red candle. This should be some sort of sorcerous reaction triggering a qualitative change."
"But why would my blood trigger this effect? Is the fact that my left eye heals automatically also related to this change in my body?"
The change related to his entire body that Sol remembered was the experience of his entire body melting unconsciously after defeating the evil spirit Morton that time.
This matter was also told to him by Senior Byron afterward. Otherwise, Saul himself was still oblivious to the melting.
When Senior Byron examined him later, he did not find the reason for his body's fusion and recovery, and at that time, there might still be pursuers behind the wind sailboat, so this matter could only be put to the side first.
Returning to the Sorcerer's Tower, Saul also didn't find any abnormality in his body, but now it seems that that experience still brought him a considerable impact. It was just that it was still unknown whether it was good or bad, and whether there were any other drawbacks.
While Saul worried about the changes in his body, Vinnie looked at the red candle obsessively, and had even sat down on the floor with his arms resting on the tabletop and his head resting on his arms.
A look of being on the verge of falling asleep.
"Why is it that you can make candles like this, but Golza can only make unpleasant smelling white wax? I told you, he doesn't know anything about souls."
In the face of Vinnie's tirade against the tower master, Sol could only rub his nose and pretend he hadn't heard anything.
But Vinnie continued, even introducing Golza's biography.
"At the time when Golza had just established the Sorcerer's Tower not long ago, the situation in the western continent was complicated, and the people who ran out of the Lordless Land established the Baidong Academy along the coast, with their backs to the sea ignoring the western treaty, and always sneakily bullying the Khema Duchy, wanting to further expand their academy's territory ... "
In order to lose the country and avoid the tragic end of extinction, the then king of Kemah sent people around to inquire about the background of the wizards who had newly entered the western continent, wanting to find a reliable force to ally with.
Who would have thought that just after the news was released, the newly relocated wizard tower tower lord Golza came to his door and took the initiative to ask for an alliance.
At that time, there were many forces settled in the western continent. Golza entered alone, but carved up quite a large chunk of territory.
It was said that his family was quite powerful in another continent, so the forces that moved into the western continent together didn't dare to take the initiative to struggle with him.
"The people of the Kemah Empire should have been fooled by him back then." Vini tilted her head with a bit of indignation in her tone, "Golza should have been exiled by his family. No one from another power has even gone to him in all these years. In his own weakness, he sought an alliance with Khema."
"Is that why the Tower Lord married Lady Yura at that time?"
"... That's not true."
King Khema, who had already been demoted to a principality, even took the initiative to lower his stature in order to be able to ally with Golza, who seemed to have a powerful background.
In addition to providing supplies to the Sorcerer's Tower every year, they also wanted to carry out the most common alliance between nobles.
But Golza refused the marriage, and even let the duchy send people to help him manage his territory, as long as he paid tribute on time every year.
Sol was a bit surprised, but then thought it was something the tower master could do.
If Golza was really alone when he came to the western region, then he certainly didn't have the energy or the heart to deal with any internal affairs of the territory.
But Sol also didn't expect that he wouldn't even be willing to find an agent, directly handing back a large portion of the territory to the original owner to take care of.
The Khema Duchy must have been overjoyed.
Even if it was only a part of the territory that he was in charge of, the proceeds from it could help the Kemah Principality recover its vitality.
"Then how did Lady Yura marry Tower Lord?" Sol wasn't really gossiping, it was just that Lady Yura's death was clearly related to Golza's true purpose.
Was it research to resurrect a loved one, or an experiment to fight pollution?
Only by clarifying the content and purpose of the research could the process of the experiment be properly planned.
"At that time, Yura was already a first-rank official sorcerer, majoring in dark attribute elements and obsessed with soul research." Vinnie's face had been facing in the direction of the red candle, fascinated as if, "And Golza majored in light attributes, and as soon as they met, they quarreled over a subject."
Sol instantly perked up his ears, "What subject?"
"Can the soul ... exist independently of the physical body or not?"
(End of chapter)