Chapter 505: The Dream Whelk

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Angor came back and saw Keely diligently guarding his body.

You done?

Yeah, Angor mumbled as he tossed Yethews body on the ground before returning to his own body. Thanks.

Keely quietly walked away and returned to Luna. It seemed that the kitten wasnt afraid of poison since it was still happily playing with Yethews bug.

Freuds soul saw Yethews broken corpse, and suddenly, he began to laugh madly. He was still crying at the same time, but he was no longer crying tears of blood.

His bloodshot eyes slowly returned to normal while the black aura around him gradually disappeared as he enjoyed his sweet revenge.

It took him some time to calm down. After that, Freud bowed and thanked Angor, somewhat bashfully.

I mean, thanks. Ill stick to my word; as long as you take me away from this h.e.l.lhole, Ill take you to that item I mentioned.

Of course. Angor nodded.

Keely grew curious and sent Angor a voice transmission, Does he really have something like that?

Keely didnt join the fight earlier, but Angor did feel grateful since her kitten helped him avoid Yethews deadly trap. He had no problem explaining this one to Keely.

Im not sure about his words, but what he said sounded solid enough.

So what exactly did he say?

You ever heard of Whelk of The Dreaming Coast?

Keely pondered. Yeah, something deemed as the most useless Mystery item according to magazines. It pulls objects into dreams regardless of their levels, if I remember right.

Yup, thats the thing. It sold for ten thousand crystals during an auction held in the floating city thirty years ago. It has something to do with Freuds t.i.tle, Dream Reader, so I think Freud wasnt lying about it.

I see Keely quickly lost interest.

This item only worked on none-lifeform objects. People might use this thing to sleep better, and that was about it. Nothing else.

Angor didnt have any use for the item either, but he believed he could investigate it to learn about Mystery energy. And according to Greya, every Mystery item existed for a reason, which might not have been discovered by its user yet. He hoped he could figure out the true effect of the whelk. However, this was very unlikely.

As they talked, something changed on Yethews corpse. Slowly, Yethews soul crawled into their view.

Yethews first reaction was to curse Angor using the worst words he could find. But when he saw Angor looking his way, he realized he was just killed by Angor and trembled in fear. In the next second, he switched his att.i.tude and begged for mercy. He even promised that he would give everything he had to Angor as long as Angor could take his soul away from here as well.

Angor paid no attention to Yethews words. It was Keely who responded by sending a violet ember toward Yethews direction because she grew so impatient at the mans rambling.

The small ember floated to Yethew slowly. It didnt seem so dangerous, but to Yethew, he felt as if something that was as heavy as a mountain was trapping his soul, causing him to be unable to even lift a finger.

Angor saw Yethews soul remaining still before the ember ignited him like a lit match that fell into a pot of oil.

The now greater fire burned brightly for a brief moment before it died down, along with Yethews painful scream. What remained of his essence would soon get burned away.

Freud also s.h.i.+vered a little while watching everything that was happening. As a soul, he knew what the purple ember meant. He was glad he did not try to annoy Keely with his vengeful words earlier.

Again, Angor didnt care about what happened to Yethew. He already planned to vanquish Yethews soul once and for all, and Keely just saved him a lot of time.

Before Yethews soul could fully disappear, a guidance beam invisible to human eyes covered up both Freud and Yethew.

Yethew didnt have any strength left to resist, so his soul was taken away by the strange beam instantly.

Just as Angor saw it and wondered what was happening, Freud caught his attention.

Something is pulling me into the void! Freud was flailing his arms helplessly while his soul slowly floated upward.

Huh? Theres something thats drawing peoples souls Angor and Keely couldnt see the strange force, but they quickly realized what was going on.

Angor caught up with Freud and took out a tiny, violet flower from his bracelet.

Dont resist. Ill put your soul inside the Soul Floret.

Left with no choice, Freud nodded and relaxed.

Now, both the force of guidance and Angors flower were trying to pull Freud. The former was slowly winning out as it dragged Freuds soul out of Angors reach.

Angor chanted Spirit Mantra and ejected his soul without a second thought.

He didnt find the strange light beam, nor did he care where it was. He did so because the sequence of gravity could also affect other souls.

He applied gravity force and pushed Freud toward his Soul Floret, which finally helped him win the tug-of-war.

While yanked by Angors gravity momentum, Freud sank inside the violet flower.

When Freud disappeared into the Soul Floret, the strange guidance light retreated to somewhere unknown.

Angor made sure Freud was safe in his item before returning to his body.

Did you see what was taking him away? Keely joined him while asking.

Angor shook his head.

So it only attracts souls of dead ones, but not those whose bodies are still breathing, Keely said with a sigh. I think the business theyre pulling is more troublesome than what we expected.

Meanwhile, inside an underground chamber near the location of the purification garden.

Two individualsone man and a womanwere sitting in front of a water pool fully covered behind white vapor. The woman sitting on the right suddenly retracted her hand from the pool and let out a huh.

Whats the problem, Signey? the man to the left asked in a throaty tone.

Mister Conor, someone just took a soul away when it should be following our Guidance Light.

Conor nodded and looked back at the water pool.

Its fine, just a common soul. Keep watching the Fountain of Souls and forget what just happened.

Understood, sir.

Angor knew what Keely meant. There was no doubt that the Floating Mech City was collecting peoples souls.

He didnt know what they planned by doing so, nor did he want to know. It probably wasnt something he should meddle with.

After putting his curiosity behind, Angor picked up his Soul Floret.

Freud had turned into a miniature figure who was now sitting in the center of the blossom while enjoying the gentle aura released by the plant, which helped him heal his wounds caused by the forceful dragging earlier.

The Soul Floret was a leftover material that Angor used to craft his Prelude to Rebirth. It was used for stabilizing soul energy and had a secondary effect of keeping souls safe for a short period of time.

He didnt have any other methods to keep Freuds soul, so he needed to rely on the flower. This way, he could maintain Freuds soul in an intact form for about half a month.

You stay there for the moment. Ill let you go once I get out of the garden.

Freud sensed the remains of his concerns already gone. Thank you, Mister Padt.

Dont mention it. Equivalent exchange, remember?

Angor said and walked to Yethews body next. He searched and managed to scavenge something from ita one-use s.p.a.ce capsule, a fine-looking bag, and a single Duon scale.

The capsule contained some basic healing items and necessities that didnt draw much of his attention.

The bag was giving out energy ripples, which meant there should be an alchemy item inside.

Angor could see that whatever was in there was a product of synthesis. But without Nardas Vision spell, he couldnt tell the exact nature of it.

And he wasnt going to open the bag recklessly. Yethew was obviously a bug-lover. Only the G.o.ds knew whether there were some sort of vicious biting imps in there.

Do you know what this is? Angor showed the bag to Freud. Since Freud was all covered up by the flowers petals, Angor had to move the bag really close for Freud to see.

Its a Magic Digger Sac, made from the nest of a certain insect called the Magic Digger Queen. But it can only help people to carry bugs. Yethew has a lot of bugs on him, either kept inside his body or on his skin. I dont think there are many bugs in this sac, though.

Freud also told him that one could use spirit feelers to check what was inside the sac. Angor tried and didnt find a single bug. There were only the eggs of something he didnt know.

After making sure the item wasnt harmful, he asked Keely if she wanted to have it. Since Keely more or less helped with the battle, Angor guessed he should at least give her something.

But Keely wasnt interested in bug stuff. She chose to pick some of Yethews healing potions instead. Ill take these. You can keep the whatever that is.

Angor nodded. Since he had prepared a lot of potions before coming here, he didnt need extra potions.

After putting away his loot, he looked at the scale left by Yethew.