Chapter 663 - Somebody Help (1/2)

Chapter 663 Somebody Help

Sealing a soul in an object wasn’t something Roland could do.

After all, he hadn’t studied much magic related to the soul.

But that didn’t stop him from sensing the soul hidden in this wooden sculpture of a young girl.

The Third Prince looked pale. He was already scared of his big sister, and he was even more scared when he heard that there was a soul in the wooden sculpture.

Stephanie looked at the wooden sculpture, then asked Roland, “The soul in the wooden sculpture shouldn’t be dangerous, right?”

“That I can’t quite…”

Stephanie immediately interrupted Roland. “There is no danger, right!”

Roland understood and he shrugged. “No harm indeed.”

Stephanie turned her head to the Third Prince and said, “Brother, since the wooden sculpture is not dangerous, you can get lost. In the future, don’t trust these random people… Also, when you go back, you will ground yourself. For five days, you can’t take a step out of your manor and you can’t talk to outsiders, especially about the wooden sculpture, got it?”

The Third Prince nodded vigorously.

Stephanie waved her hand. “Then get lost.” The Third Prince immediately turned and ran, not even daring to turn his head back.

After the Third Prince’s figure disappeared in the distance, Stephanie said rather embarrassingly, “Sorry, I had a bad attitude just now.”

“I understand.” Roland shook his head.

Then he looked at the wooden sculpture on the ground, picked it up, and held it in his hand.

Stephanie asked concernedly, “Aren’t you afraid that the spirit inside it will have some nasty effects on you?”

Roland shook his head. “The spirit inside feels a bit evil, but the soul strength is not high enough to break my spiritual barrier.”

Stephanie raised her eyebrows slightly. She felt that Roland seemed rather confident now.

“But I’m still quite interested in the spirit that’s in here,” Roland said as he tossed the wooden sculpture in his hand. “First Princess, why don’t you guard me while I try to communicate with the spirit in the wooden sculpture?”

In reality, this part of the royal tomb was considered a fairly safe place. After all, the entrance was heavily guarded.

And even if an enemy attacked… Roland now had a passive Magic Shield covering him, and even a Legend might not be able to deplete his magic power in a short time.

Even so, it was more reassuring to have someone help watch over him.

Stephanie nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll stay by your side.”

Roland smiled faintly and sank his spirit into the wooden sculpture.

A few seconds later, he entered a blue world.

Everything here was almost all blue, varying only by shade.

The area in the Third Prince’s soul that had been infested was also blue, and the aura was the same as the one here.

“Surely it was infested by the soul in the wooden sculpture?”

Roland looked around and there was no other sight or thing worth mentioning here other than the empty plain world.

But that was what could give someone a sense of terror.

You were the only one in the world and the world was in such a strange color.

After looking around, Roland suddenly said, “Is the host not even willing to come out when a guest has come?”

as soon

The sound spread around and was soon echoed.

But this voice was harsh and hard to hear, and it was a young girl’s voice but there was a distorted scraping sound mixed in with it.

“Is the host not even willing to come out when a guest has come?”

The same statement Roland had just made came in waves that grew louder and louder.

It eventually became a mix of hundreds of thousands of simultaneous noises.

The entire spiritual world seemed to be shaking.

Roland’s figure kept trembling in it, distorting and losing fidelity, as if it was going to disappear the next moment.

With a cold grunt, he quickly coalesced a large blue fireball with a radius of at least a meter in his right hand before throwing it into the distance.

There was a flash of light in the sky and earth, and then it seemed to darken in an instant.

Finally, a bright red mushroom cloud rose and became the second color in this world.

The explosion caused a severe earthquake, and the gray-red blast spread like a tsunami, sweeping dust and stones from the ground.

At the same time, an unpleasant scream suddenly sounded, as if it was in too much pain being blasted by the fireball.

The scream lasted for nearly a dozen seconds and ended with a few groans before disappearing.

Roland smiled wickedly and coalesced another large blue fireball, making a move to throw it at the ground.

“If you don’t come out, I’ll take another shot.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a young girl with long red hair rose from the “ground” in front of Roland.

The girl was wearing sackcloth clothes, and there were even patches on these clothes, so she looked like she came from a poor family.

She floated forward and stared viciously at Roland, anger in her eyes but also fear.

“Finally willing to come out.” Roland didn’t disperse the large fireball in his hand, but instead threatened, “Well, now you have to answer whatever I ask, how about that?”

“Why should I listen to you!” The young girl looked quite unruly.

Roland made a gesture to throw the large fireball.

Helplessness appeared in the young girl’s gaze, and finally, she closed her brown eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said, “Well, tell me, what do you want to ask?”

“The blue area in the spiritual consciousness of the Third Prince Eihausen, it should be your doing, right?” Roland asked curiously. “You want to replace him?”

“There’s no such thing. I’m just trying to control him, not replace him.”

“That’s about the same.” Roland continued. “Then what did you have him come to the royal tombs for?”

The young girl looked at Roland resentfully, not speaking

With a flick of his wrist, Roland made a move to throw another large fireball.

The young girl was outraged but had the good sense to answer Roland’s question. “I didn’t tell him to come, Peter did.”

“So what does Peter have to do with you?”

“He thinks he’s my master.”

Roland hummed a response. “You’re the evil spirit he reared?”

It was normal to assume that no one but an evil spirit would have such a great grievance and do such a thing.

“I’m not an evil spirit, I was just forced to do that!” the young girl shouted. “If I don’t listen to him, he will torture and possibly even kill

me.”

There was no expression on Roland’s face.