Warlock Apprentice

Soul energy could be “borrowed”??

Before Angor could consider the possibility of the matter, Ness yelled out his complaint, “You let me down, Sunders. You’re asking for energy from an old friend just to help your student? I’m sad, man.”

“Don’t you want to see what the gray fog is?” Sunders crossed his arms and put on his nonchalant attitude on display again.

“I do. But let’s not push it. We can wait for Angor to grow stronger, and everything will show itself.”

Formal wizards all had long lifespans, and Ness would not mind for another decade or two. It would probably take him such a long time to finish his current subject on human genders, and he could wait for Angor’s “maturity” while at it.

Sunders had been Ness’ friend for nearly a century now. They might not be the best of friends despite how Ness always called Sunders a “dear old friend”, but Sunders could still figure out what the old man was planning.

“Do you believe that student of yours can wait that long before going for Angor’s life?”

“One’s talent cannot determine his future achievement. I do believe Angor can study soul spells just fine,” Ness commented.

“Perhaps.” Sunders was plain as ever. “You’re not going to check his soul now?”

“Of course I am!” Ness grew angry again. “I didn’t lie! Five years of my strength! It would take the kid tens years or so to acquire the same amount! From today, no other apprentice can beat him when it comes to soul quality.”

Sunders chuckled. “Think this way. When those people from Moonfrost Union see your current condition, they won’t ask you to join the front line again.”

“Moonfrost Union…” Ness sneered and did not say anything further.

Ness led Angor into the depth of the cave where Ness did the testing of his spells. It was a room fully encased in metal and came with the protection of a magic array.

Ness asked Angor to stand in the center of the room. Then he pointed at the various alchemy items at Angor. These tools would help record various data of Angor’s fog.

“You should have enough energy to cast a soul spell now. Let me see what that fog really is, right now,” said Ness. His eyes were literally shining. “At least I can learn something good out of it.”

Angor already felt terrible because of the overflowing energy. When he heard Ness, he was glad he could finally let the energy out.

Angor released all the extra energy he gained from Ness in one go. The gray fog in him flowed outward like crazy.

As the fog left Angor’s soul, the underground room was shrouded in a strange aura.

When the fog slowly covered the area, they all sensed a type of heavy and sturdy energy pressed against their bodies.

“This is—” Ness widened his eyes in shock. “I see it now. I knew something felt familiar! This is the fuc*ing rhythm of law we saw that day!”

Ness gave Sunders an angry glare. “Damn it! Sunders, you ass! You fooled me again!”

Sunders got a good feeling about the familiar aura in the room and nodded. “My assumption was right… This is the sequence of gravity.”