“So, is the Dream Stealer Danton dead?” Annan’s tone was mixed with surprise.
But he obviously did not trust this information, “Are you sure that the one who died is really Danton? He might have escaped, you know.
“Have you sent a professional team to examine the corpse and traces of spell casting?”
With the ability of Gold Rank Soul Snatch Wizard, Danton could use another person as a substitute and modify the memories of all witnesses so that others would think he was dead.
However, Eugene shook his head and denied the possibility.
“He really died, and he died very quickly.” Eugene frowned. Obviously, he was not in a good mood despite having the enemy he planned to eliminate previously die inexplicably, “His soul may have died in Bernardino’s memory, or may have been lost. It’s even possible that he has escaped through some secret arts.
“But, his body is dead. Bernardino ripped out his spine. Thus, his soul is completely dead.” From this point of view, it was fair to consider him dead.
Without his body, Danton’s only way to survive was to seek asylum from the false deities before his soul dissipates. His chance was to find out if any big shot was willing to accept him as an envoy.
However, he could not survive anymore.
Even the soul of a transcender could not possess other people’s bodies because the bodies were not in harmony with his soul at all. Even if the soul were only deposited in the body, it would continuously inflict damage to the body as it tried to correct the body into the shape of the soul.
Obviously, the human body could not be simply altered like plasticine.
The only possibility was for the stranded soul to create a completely identical body or simply put the soul into the unborn fetus. Only in such a way could it be used to accommodate the souls that had lost their bodies.
For example, Don Juan Geraint.
After Benjamin saved his soul, it was sent back. However, the Geraint family obviously did not have the technology and ability to remake his body for him.
Therefore, the current “Don Juan” had been sent back into his mother’s womb. Of course, it was not his biological mother but a girl with the Geraint bloodline whom the Old Crow found. After all, his biological mother had been dead for many years. When Don Juan was born again, the name “Don Juan” could no longer be used.
Annan straight up called it reincarnation on the spot.
But obviously, no one would do that for Danton.
He had already offended everyone.
No one would try to find and carefully preserve his soul nor search for a suitable fetus for him to be reborn.
“Spine?” Annan asked in a low voice.
He frowned slightly, thinking of something.
For example, the Sage’s Stone of the Hermetic School.
When Annan met Bernardino for the first time and when Bernardino asked him about the details of the “resurrection” ritual, he learned that Bernardino’s soul was about to be burned out.
Annan speculated that he might look for Sage’s Stone at that time.
But as Annan learned more about Nicholas II, he realized that was unlikely. If Bernardino knew or could communicate with Nicholas, he should not have asked Annan at the risk of being killed by the Paper Princess.
As long as he acquired the Sage’s Stone, he would be able to maintain longevity.
Why the need for an unnecessary “rebirth”?
“Speaking of which,” Annan asked again, thinking of Bernardino, “Who killed Bernardino? Or did he escape?”
“He committed suicide.” Eugene replied, “Bernardino and Danton are troublesome types. Danton could invade Gold Rank Transcenders’ consciousness and modify their memory from a distance of several hundred meters. On the other hand, Bernardino is unkillable.
“So the high-level transcenders in the capital began to wait and see from a safe distance after deploying the rain-proof device or ability at the first moment.”
After all, it was their fight. No one would pity either of their deaths. Instead, it would be good news if they both died together.
“It’s just a pity that Bernardino is not dead.” Eugene sighed, “Spiritual Monk’s resurrection ability is foolproof. He must have soul fragments placed elsewhere.”
“Is it possible to investigate where he came back to life?”
“We’re certain it must have happened in the capital, but it is impossible to determine the exact location.”
The man with an ordinary face shrugged and said helplessly, “I have no way to investigate that either.
“No one dares to investigate ‘the Purest Spiritual Medium’. After all, the curse on him is too troublesome. His combat strength is not weak either. A direct hit of his [Soul Departing Ward] can deprive the victim of his soul. Even a Gold Rank transcender dies instantly.”
“So even if it is possible to investigate it, we will still end up with no results.” The Paper Princess interjected.
Eugene spread his hands, “Yes, my lord. That’s the case.”
“What are the fatalities?”
Annan asked concernedly, “A lot of transcenders must have died, right? How do you plan to deal with the nightmares that arise?”
Eugene seemed a little surprised that Annan would pay attention to this issue.
“Wait a minute, Your Highness.” Although it was a little troublesome to query the data, the corner of Eugene’s mouth rose slightly with a sincere smile.
Annan keenly caught the light smile.
This guy is a kind person.
It’s a pity that he is born into such a family and to be in this line of work.
Eugene carefully rummaged through the documents on the table and meticulously looked at the stacks of documents for a while. He wrote and drew on the paper for a long time, then turned around and answered Annan, “For now, the casualties may be more than 700 people.”
“That’s a lot!” Annan was startled.
“This is the calculation of the minimum number. There are some victims who ‘disappear’ directly. They even completely disappeared with their bodies. Transcenders are in a much better position. By calculating the curse in the air and adding the corpse numbers that have been discovered, we can calculate the exact death count, which is 11 Bronze Rank transcenders and 51 Silver Rank transcenders.”
“How come there is so much more Silver Rank than Bronze Rank?” Annan asked with suspicion.
Eugene read the document and explained slowly, “It is said to be because of the [Soul Departing Ward]. Bernardino unleashed his ward once and killed everyone within the 40 degree field of vision in front of him, including the Silver Wizards formation. Among those who ‘died with their corpses left’, more than 60% have been hit by this one attack alone.
“As for the nightmares, the number of nightmares currently spawned is zero.”
“What?” Annan was stunned.
“Because there are no transcenders’ souls, Your Highness Annan.” Eugene sighed, “Bernardino took away all the souls of the transcenders. It’s starting to get a bit foggy outside. But without the souls as anchors, there would be no nightmare.
“We can’t let it go on like this. There have been cases of female servants and guards in the palace falling ill. When the curse spreads, I’m afraid the king’s body will not be able to survive even if the king’s room is closed urgently.”
“What shall we do?” As soon as Annan asked, he paused slightly.
He nodded and suddenly realized something, “Have you already made a plan? Let’s hear it?”
Eugene nodded slowly and asked earnestly, “Do you remember Don Juan?”
Hearing the name of the person he impersonated and the second brother saying it out, Annan still showed no surprise.
He understood what Eugene meant.
Since there were only curses and no nightmares, then create a nightmare.
This was what Benjamin used to do.
“Do you want to summon Master Benjamin?”
“No. His Highness Benjamin has a distinguished status.” Eugene’s face was bitter, and he shook his head again and again.
He explained, “But he has left us with the technology. It only needs the Alteration Wizard of Silver Rank to complete it. However, considering that the person responsible for generating nightmares may be able to manipulate them, it is necessary to let the people we can rest assured to do it.
“Your Highness, is there anyone you can trust?” Hearing such a cautious question, Annan chuckled softly.
Will there be a shortage of Silver Rank Alteration Wizard in the capital?
It’s also possible. But this is more likely to be Eugene… or rather the Geraint Family’s test.
Although Eugene was a good person, he was used to the indirect manner of speech.
What he was asking Annan was, “What is your relationship with Black Tower’s Son?”
Is it a superficial brother? Or a real bro?
Of course, there was only one answer.
“Okay, leave this to me.” Annan responded calmly, “I will write a letter to ask my ‘reliable friend’.”
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