Chapter 1417

After the white light bullet came out of the chamber, it dragged its long tail and hit king Guman's daughter again.

In angel's eyes, there was only king Guman's daughter at this time. He shielded all the information from the outside world and recorded every inch of the change of King Guman's daughter with his eyes.

When he got something, angel also took out his letters and quickly recorded the corresponding information.

It was quiet around. Except for the rustle of angel's pen, there was only the painful groan of King Guman's daughter when she struggled.

One shot, another shot.

Whenever the energy of King Guman's daughter approaches imbalance, angel will replenish a bullet.

Every bullet is dispersing the disordered negative energy in King Guman's daughter. The black gas on her body was less and less. When the fourth shot was shot, the whole woman of King Guman was close to the ordinary soul. The original half ferocious and half calm situation had disappeared. The whole person stood quietly in the hood, which was completely the image of a noble lady.

Only when doubts and evil thoughts occasionally flash in her eyes will people understand that she has not completely changed back to her soul, and half of her foot is in the abyss of depravity.

Frost was also interested in observing the changes of the samsara overture to the king's daughter at the beginning, but after watching it for a while, he basically understood the role of the white light bullet. His interest in samsara Overture decreased slightly, but he paid attention to angel.

It was the first time he had seen in an apprentice the same brilliant shadow as the alchemist he had followed.

If he can continue to maintain his original heart, he may go far on the road of alchemy in the future.

The only regret is that such a potential seed might be better if it received systematic alchemy education in the source world.

Frost rarely feels a love for talent. When angel's experiment is completed, he can remind him. It can be regarded as a reward for angel's promise to visit.

When frost thought so, angel had fired his last shot.

The fifth shot is also the sixth white light bullet in the daughter of King Guman.

When this white bullet sank into the body of King Guman, the strands of negative energy that had been stubbornly entangled with the stable energy in her body turned into a trace of smoke and floated out from the head of King Guman.

The image of King Guman's daughter has also completely changed.

Without the ferocious appearance of the dead, it is completely an ordinary soul with bright and clean soul power.

Long hair shawl, she just stood there quietly, there was a beautiful, quiet and elegant atmosphere.

In angel's eyes, all the negative energy in the ancient king's daughter dissipated. Angel exhaled and withdrew from the supercomputing state.

Angel wrote down the last experience in his letter. When he looked up, he found that king Guman was staring at herself with her eyes open.

Angel raised his eyebrows. When tulas was hit by six bullets, he fell into a coma and woke up a long time later. But the daughter of King Guman did not seem to have experienced this.

Why?

"What's your... Name, do you remember?" Angel asked.

"The moment I became a slave, I had no name." King Guman said quietly, "I once had a pet bird named Mandela. This is my mother's favorite name of September flower. You can call me Mandela."

From the expression of Guman's daughter... Mandela, angel can basically see that her memory was not missing.

But why did she wake up so quickly? Could it be——

"Is your special ability still there?" Angel asked that the difference between Mandela and atlas was that although atlas was once a special soul, his special abilities were caused by mysterious things and only existed in the state of the dead. Mandela's special soul should have nothing to do with mysterious things. Maybe it still exists after it has changed back to the soul?

Mandela looked up at angel and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he provoked a mocking smile: "why should I tell you? I can kill these evil women. You ruined my plan. Why should I tell you?"

Although Mandela has become an ordinary soul, the soul also has its own joys and sorrows.

At the beginning, tulas had no love or hate communication with angel either before or after his death. Even tulas attacked angel when he became a dead state. Later, tulas turned back to his soul. In fact, he had guilt in his heart. Coupled with tulas's personality, he took the initiative to follow angel with this guilt.

But Mandela is different. She not only has her memory, but from what she answers now, she has not disappeared when she became a semi dead.

The existence of angel runs through all Mandela's memories. She knew what angel had done. Under the influence of this emotion, she was normal to be angry with angel.

"Her special abilities are still there." At this time, Isabel's voice suddenly came into angel's ear.

Mandela looked at Isabel with resentful eyes.

Isabel glanced at her indifferently. She was interested in the process of "semi undead" and "undead transforming soul". Now Mandela has changed back to soul, but her interest is lacking.

Angel thanked Isabel. Since Mandela's ability was still there, he could reasonably guess that Mandela was not as comatose as Atlas for a long time because her ability was not reduced.

Perhaps it was because Isabel had revealed the truth that Mandela's words suddenly changed: "you let me go and I can tell you more news. Aren't you curious about my situation in the semi undead state? I can tell you everything."

"I can let you go, but not now." Angel looked at Mandela: "if you let go now, you will only be destroyed or become a dead again. Don't you like your current situation, or do you prefer the state of dead?"

Mandela was silent. When she was in the state of semi undead, she was not curious about the state of ordinary soul. But when she turned into a soul, she really felt what was comfortable. There was no murmur of resentment in her ears, no occasional emotional ups and downs, and no crazy killing under the guidance of inexplicable power... Now it's a great feeling that she can completely control herself.

She doesn't want to go back to the past.

But she didn't want to be restrained by angel.

Angela naturally knows the inner complexity and entanglement of Mandela. However, he can't take everyone's ideas into account.

Angel ignored Mandela. Although she was curious about some information about Mandela, she was not in a hurry now.

Moreover, there is another hidden danger.

Everyone present was afraid, and the object of vigilance - frost.

Angel looked at frost and bowed slightly: "this is the process of transformation. I don't know if Lord frost has any advice?"

The public's eyes, with angel's questions, put frost again in a fair and aboveboard manner.

Frost: "no advice, but this is the simplest, most convenient and fastest experiment I've ever seen. The undead turns back to the soul."

Frost's words stunned everyone.

Angel: Your Excellency means that there are other ways to turn the dead back to the soul

This is also what others want to ask. After so many years in the southern region, I have never heard of the case of the dead turning back to the soul. But listen to frost. He has not only heard of it, but also seen it?

Frost nodded: "I did see it once when I was a follower. It was a very complicated and expensive conversion ceremony. It took more than half a month to successfully turn a dead soul into a soul. The final effect is almost the same as that of the reincarnation Overture, but the reincarnation Overture is obviously much more convenient."

Angel was in a trance. He didn't expect that there were other ways to turn the dead back to his soul.

He sighed: "in fact, it is not convenient to use the reincarnation overture. Every white bullet in the reincarnation Overture needs to kill at least 2000 undead. If you use the undead to quantify the value, a transformation actually costs a lot."

Frost raised his eyebrow: "I see. It will cost a lot. No wonder you will do the conversion ceremony in the place where the dead gather like black castle."

Frost paused with a pity in his eyes: "if the alchemist who originally refined the reincarnation Overture could successfully take that step and let the reincarnation Overture enter the ranks of mysterious things, it is estimated that it would not need to spend so many materials, and even transform multiple undead at one time."

Speaking of this, Frost said with emotion on his face: "many worlds have the need for the dead to transform their souls. Many of them pay the price of treasure. If it is a real mysterious thing, how rich it will be."

Frost's words went deep into Isabel's side. Her expression obviously became unnatural. If she didn't rob half of the mysterious spirit, the reincarnation Overture should be a mysterious thing.

"If the reincarnation Overture really enters the mysterious thing, the refiner may not be able to keep it." Seeing that Isabel's expression was unnatural, Isabella couldn't help retorting.

What she said is indeed reasonable. If the reincarnation Overture really became a mysterious thing at the beginning, it can't be guaranteed in the case of angel. Even if Isabel didn't rob, Felicia was in the black castle, and she would rob.

Frost sneered: "an alchemist who is ready to enter the mysterious field is naturally fully prepared. How can he fail to keep it?"

The refiner lowered his head silently.

Isabella: the refiner is right in front of you. See for yourself if he can keep a mysterious thing

Now frost was startled.

The refiner is right in front of him?

How is that possible?

I've failed to enter the mysterious field, but I'm still alive? Didn't the refiner suffer from reverse bite or disaster?