ctnovel Chapter 1156 - 467: Becoming a Wraith (Part 2)
Chapter 1156 - 467: Becoming a Wraith (Part 2)
However, Alka just smiled and waved his hand. He stood there motionless as the Evil Spirit passed by him, taking no notice."You see, I’m quite impressive, aren’t I?" Alka said with a smile.
Witnessing this scene, the few spirits realized Alka could have remained unseen, hidden at a distance. His willingness to show himself and communicate indicated his goodwill.
The spirits glanced at each other, and one who looked about fifteen or sixteen, with an unusual tentacle on just one arm, stepped forward.
"Alright, you don’t look too bad," it said.
Upon hearing this, Alka nodded with a smile and then observed them.
"It seems you haven’t made up your minds yet. You probably have other companions, don’t you?" Alka said.
Before the spirits could respond, he gently clapped his hands. "You should know where our camp is. If you wish to communicate and show goodwill, come find me at the camp.
Until then, speak with someone truly in charge.
Goodbye."
With that, Alka gently clapped his hands, his figure vanished, leaving behind a faint pink mist.
The spirits stood there, looking at each other in disbelief.
"What should we do now?"
"We should head back and ask the general what they think."
With that, the spirits vanished from sight.
Chadite continued to circle around, scanning the terrain, as she noticed Alka’s smile suddenly appear.
"Have you gone to talk with them?"
Alka had mentioned the issue earlier, so Chadite knew he had sent a phantom to probe.
Alka nodded, "It seems we’ll have unexpected gains tonight."
The two continued to walk, scanning the surrounding terrain.
Soon, they returned to the camp as night was approaching.
Within the camp, a warm fire glowed in the stone house built against the rock.
Julia waved to them with a cheerful smile as they returned.
Pororo stood on a nearby rock, surveying the surroundings. A protective circle formed by Puppet Girls was spread around.
"How was it? Any unexpected gains?" Lucilia jumped onto Alka’s shoulder and asked.
"Indeed, but you’ll have to wait until evening to find out."
No sooner had he spoken than the dark curtain obscured the bright sky.
The surroundings suddenly darkened.
The night sky was densely packed with the Star River and unfamiliar stars floated above.
"Well, it’s nighttime now," Lucilia observed, looking at the sky.
Hearing this, Alka chuckled helplessly, "Don’t be impatient."
Chadite smiled and entered the stone house, found a spot near the bonfire, and prepared her tools and canvas.
With her strength enhanced by the Pale Moon, her exploration range was vast. After leisurely strolling around the central area today, she was able to draft the map of this region.
Her efficiency had multiplied several times compared to before.
Two Puppet Girls sat by the bonfire, roasting the brought ingredients on the grill above.
These two Puppet Girls were practically Juanlu’s apprentices, often assisting him in the kitchen.
Since Juanlu had to stay in Return Town, naturally, these two Puppet Girls were with Alka and the others.
Outside the stone house, a small stone stool was set up. Julia sat there, holding a harp, gently strumming it.
The phonograph remained silent in front of her, recording Julia’s music for future playback.
The phonograph did not amplify the sound, so Julia had to extend the scope of her music, ensuring the sound played later would have the same effect.
Soft and serene, the music echoed like a calm lake, surrounding them like a green mist, penetrating their souls.
In the music, they seemed to tread on a peaceful lake and stayed peacefully.
The music’s tranquility, along with the midnight ambiance, naturally drew one to sit silently and close their eyes.
As the music amplified and spread outward.
It reached far.
The Evil Spirits lingering nearby halted as they heard the music, captivated by its tranquility.
No longer wandering aimlessly, no more wild screeching.
Until the sound gradually faded away.
"What melody is this?"
"Requiem," Julia gently placed the harp down, looking at the spirit in front of her.
As she played halfway, a ghostly presence appeared in front of her, with eyes not blood-red.
It was a female spirit, her visage not entirely blurred, suggesting she was in her thirties.
Judging by her attire and posture, she must have been a graceful and beautiful lady when alive.
Yet, she wore a fitted Chain Armor, with a soft metallic skirt frame descending and spreading to protect her legs.
"It’s been so long since I’ve heard music that soothes the soul."
The sound of hooves approached.
An apparition clad in heavy Armor, wearing a helmet that completely hid her face, wielding a blade resembling a Two-Handed Sword.