Soul Trigger

Chapter 423 Changes
Unknown white space.

The black wind burned with orange-yellow flames, pouring down and transforming into a tall body. Ji Li opened his eyes while burning.

He raised his hand, watching a translucent dark film turn into pieces in his hand, and smiled:

"Perfect……"

The substitute film will generate a substitute photo after use. It is a gift from the other party after you got the film in the early days.

Then the smile faded, and he turned his head to look at the tall figure that appeared behind him, and bumped into him directly—

The shadow of Feilin gently hugged Ji Li, and the softness of his oppressive body squeezed Ji Li's face out of shape:

"Yeah, it's perfect."

Ji Li said:
"You didn't tell me that a Dead Apostle without a will could go out of control and almost set a crybaby on fire."

Philin laughed:

"Don't worry, don't forget that I'm still here, and..."

There was some sarcasm in her cold voice:

"That little girl cried her eyes out for you. Isn't it a bit too heartless for you to say that?"

"I'm just telling the truth. That guy is still young, so it's normal for him to cry a little."

The rabbit girl is of similar physical age to her own world, and has not yet reached adulthood.

Feilin quickly ended this celebratory hug, and Ji Li returned to the topic:
"So, everything really went in the most extreme direction I had expected."

He walked to a display cabinet and took out the relic of Su Yan's personality:
"It seems that the decision to contact Tombstone proactively was the right one."

Feilin nodded: "To be honest, I am really surprised..."

Ji Li said: "Unfortunately it's not perfect enough. Tombstone didn't trust me at the time, not even as much as Nine Faces, because I didn't have a dead lover as evidence.

If he had told me more about the layout of the nine sides at that time, the process would have been much easier and would not have necessarily come to this point.”

Film:

"But we did not expect that the Darkside Supervisory Group and the Abnormal Intervention Bureau would send high-level elites to intervene, and there is also the existence of a White Ring Knight. And considering the presence of the Abnormal Intervention Bureau, I am afraid that a 'calibrator' is also in the territorial waters of Silla.

And a sufficiently extreme situation is exactly what Tombstone wants to see, so it will not arouse suspicion. Although it is the best option in that situation, our goals can be achieved more efficiently-"

Infiltrate the Tower of Babel.

The Darkside Supervisory Group and the Abnormal Intervention Bureau are official awakening organizations from White Island and the Kaiton Federation respectively.

Compared with Silla, the background behind these countries is deeper, and the secret associations at the official level are more complex.

Compared with organizations such as the Bureau of Anomaly Intervention, which is directly under the Federation Central Government, the Mithril Lighthouse can only be regarded as a high-level thug.

As for the "White Ring Knights" and "Calibrators", they correspond to the Darkside Supervisory Group and the Vision Intervention Bureau's Hades-level Immortals, and are the elites among the Immortals.

Strong people of this level are not allowed to enter other countries at will.

It's not that they don't dare to control Silla, but there are secret societies in other countries who are eyeing it covetously and will use this as an opportunity to make trouble.

But if one does not enter the country oneself, but only enters by force, it becomes a side way to circumvent the rules.

As for the paradox-level power, that kind of thing is considered the core of every country, and there is very little information about it.

Ji Li said:
"But the most important thing is the blood oath. Swear on my behalf on behalf of the dead film. Are you sure it's okay?"

Film Road:
"It won't last forever, but it's enough."

"As expected of you." Ji Li smiled: "So when can I regain consciousness and return to my body?"

"Don't worry. Although it's not a real oath, the transformation of the Dead Apostle does exist in your original soul and body. Returning to the physical body now will interrupt the process. Wait a little longer.

Rather than talking about this... I am more interested in your interpersonal relationships..."

Ji Li raised his eyebrows:

"What do you mean?"

Film Smile:

"Nothing. I just noticed that several human spirits have strong social connections with you, and I was a little amazed at your personal charm... But the look in your eyes right now is a little too mischievous."

Ji Li retracted his aggressive gaze that swept across Da Lei from top to bottom:
"How much longer?"

Feilin turned slowly:

"It's almost done. When it's completely finished, you'll feel it..."

Watching the projection of Film disappear before his eyes, Ji Li moved his mind and suddenly fell into another space:
The floating spirits whistled in the spacious and enclosed space. A black wind blew through the ornately decorated display cabinets. The items on display inside sparkled. They were rare treasures made from the relics and fragments of personalities.

It seems that the soul space can also be opened in this situation.

Glancing at his own cognitive index of 2000, Ji Li smiled and opened his five fingers. A ball of extreme orange-yellow flame rose in his hands, and the crazy wailing of the soul came from inside.

"Crazy fire..."

He thought about what Da Lei had just said.

Now the plan has basically been successful, and we are about to break into the Tower of Babel. In this way, there is no need to hide it from Rabbit and the others later.

However, considering that Tombstone's attitude is still unclear, he doesn't know that guy well enough.

In addition, White Island and the Cayton Federation might pay attention to me as a "Dead Apostle". I have to put this matter aside until I can gain a foothold in the Tower of Babel.

There is still no sign of it at the moment.

……

The capital of Silla.

Colin and Willard gradually regained their human form, their eyes solemn.

The latter's eyes were filled with anger:

"Damn Babel... these damn thieves!!! They actually used the power of the Great Round Table in front of the royal bloodline..."

Colin sighed:

"...Intervening at this time might be a mistake. You won't gain anything, but you'll get yourself into trouble."

"If you don't intervene, will things change?"

“There is a difference. Now the Black Goat has become a Dead Apostle. Regardless of whether he is a Chakravartin or an ordinary human spirit, our persecution of him has become memory and power, and has become one with him.

From a personal perspective, being targeted by a dead disciple is not a good thing..."

Willard sneered:
"Then issue a wanted order... Whether it's the current Dead Apostle Black Goat, or the Tombstone or the Tower of Babel, no one with White Island royal blood can endure such a humiliation..."

Colin smiled and said, "It's up to you. That was the former spiritual hub of the White Island. I can only express my blessing for your behavior..." Willard wanted to say something, but his expression suddenly changed. Colin next to him also realized something and lowered his head instantly -

Two orange-yellow flame marks were burning on their chests:

"Crazy curse?! When will it be..."

The two men's faces changed drastically and raging flames burst out from their bodies.

He immediately let out a scream and turned into two rays of light, shooting in different directions.

Emperor Ying, who was staring at the two of them not far away, also had a tense expression. After regaining his human form, he immediately lifted up his clothes, and after confirming that there was no such thing, he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to look in the direction of the film, he found that the film witch had disappeared from the scene at some point.

Looking at the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but sigh:

"It's... a mess."

His eyes were fixed on the remaining body of Ji Li. A complex look flashed in his eyes and he walked away.

Most of the eight-member council was destroyed and existed in name only.

Was this destruction brought about by the black goat, or was it the Emperor's own fault?

Emperor Ying didn't know the answer, but as the only immortal left in the capital, he had to take up the banner in this extreme situation where all the spiritual hubs were destroyed...

At this time, he saw Han Xiaofu walking over.

"...In the process of being transformed into a Dead Apostle, the human spirit will expel the spiritual essence that cannot be transformed from the body, leaving behind a corpse..."

Heavy footsteps and Han Xiaofu's voice came from behind Jin Misa.

Looking at the "corpse" lying quietly on the ground without any breath, she trembled and held up "Ji Li's" palm:

"Then... Old Ji who became a dead apostle..."

"It's already a complete monster, even though it still has memories of the past." Emperor Ying's voice came from afar, cutting off the fantasy in Misa's heart.

At this moment, the blood stains on her face had been completely dried by the high temperature just now, and tears as big as beans kept flowing across the blackened surface.

"Perhaps this means that the human part of him is just this empty shell in front of me. Perhaps the only reason for this thing's existence..."

With those gloomy words, Han Xiaofu was unable to finish the second half.

The only use of an empty shell is to bury a coffin that actually contains a corpse. It will be buried in the soil with people's memories.

The Kongyu cage hand was still on the palm of this body. Misa gently stroked the lines on it, and there seemed to be a powerful force remaining in it.

Her eyes were frozen with a dead look, and she reached out her hand tremblingly and took off the obelisk from his neck:
"I'm alone again... I'll be alone again..."

Looking at the stone in his hand that was gleaming with shadow essence, Rabbit's emotions burst out again. He threw himself on the "corpse", covered his mouth tightly, and his shoulders shook uncontrollably.
"Wuwuwu... Old Ji... I'm sorry... I'm a waste, I really am a waste..."

Shadow essence seethed within her.

Yan Xiyu watched the scene with lifeless eyes and gradually clenched his fists.

"Tower of Babel……"

The electric current surged, and the broken leather gloves creaked as she gripped them:

"Kill them... absolutely kill them...!"

Snapped!
Han Xiaofu suddenly grabbed her wrist:

"Hold on to your aura."

Yan Xiyu suddenly woke up, noticed the awakening light trembling in the depths of his soul, and gritted his teeth:
"I……"

"…Go back and have a good rest."

The corners of Yan Xiyu's mouth suddenly turned down, and he bit his lower lip tightly and closed his eyes to prevent his tears from flowing out.

Han Xiaofu looked around and met the eyes of Emperor Ying who was walking slowly forward, with a look of sorrow in his eyes:

"Enough people died today... Let's clean up the scene first..."

The entire scene was very quiet, and most of the agents had not yet recovered from today's dramatic changes.

The broken platinum giant sword still remained in the same place, and not far away was a spectacular giant pit that almost collapsed the entire city center.

Han Xiaofu once again felt very realistically that the power of the peak master was so insignificant in front of the true immortal, even though he had experienced it many years ago.

Be it the decorated watcher of the White Island Dark Side Supervisory Group or the high-level coordinator of the Kaiton Federal Abnormal Intervention Bureau, neither of them could be touched by the former director of little Silla.

Even the black goat...

Is it his fault that the Heavenly King, who was restrained by the cluster of spiritual hubs and coerced by nine sides, ended up like this?

He looked at Emperor Ying.

Was the death of the outstanding junior due to his failure to follow the arrangement of the Heavenly Sovereign?

He looked at Ji Li's empty shell again.

So who will help this sad little girl?
What mistakes did those city center residents who were affected and lost countless lives in this disaster make?
At this time, light footsteps came from one side.

He saw Jasmine in a white combat uniform, tears in her eyes, slowly kneeling down not far from Ji Li:
"He is obviously such a gentle person..."

She wanted to reach out and touch the body, but Misa had already occupied the pit:
"Why, why do you force him like this..."

She wiped her tears and looked straight at the body in Misa's hand.

At this moment, Han Xiaofu was suddenly stunned, as if he sensed something.

He looked away, closed his eyes suddenly, and took a deep breath.

No... they did nothing wrong, they just lost their way.

The scene of his spiritual awakening flashed through his mind, as did the scene of rescuing the little red-eyed girl from the sea, and the scene of Ji Li standing in front of his bed, holding the camera and pressing the shutter for him.

Suddenly, Emperor Ying, who was not far away, stopped and looked at Han Xiaofu with shock.

There was a hint of gold at the roots of his messy, gray lion-like hair.

Then the golden light destroyed the gray hair scales inch by inch. Just like breaking out of a cocoon and being reborn, Han Xiaofu suddenly opened his eyes bathed in the golden light, as if gold was shining wildly in the depths of his pupils.

Feeling the trigger of his soul throbbing instantly, Emperor Ying's pupils gradually shrank, because he smelled a familiar breath -

His true self was taking shape, solidifying at an incredible speed:

That is the breath of the immortal.

(End of this chapter)