Chapter 67 Soul-Dangling Mountains
The Soul-Dangling Mountains are located at the junction of the Northland Province and the Fasno Province, and are the continuation of the Iron Heart Mountains to the south.
This mountain area is not large, but it is surrounded by thick fog all year round, and is home to a series of soul beasts with strange shapes and characteristics, hence the name.
"Do the soul-catching ghosts live in the Soul-Dangling Mountains?" Amon followed Walter slowly, walking on a stone-paved path.
"Yes, Monnoz is following them from a distance to ensure that they will not suddenly move and lose their tracks." Walter nodded in response.
Monnoz is another soul emperor under Walter. He often acts with Correa and is deeply trusted by Walter.
"Why didn't you let Yanjin come with you this time? She also needs a soul ring. Maybe she can meet it on the way if she is lucky?" Amon asked as he walked.
Walter shook his head slightly, "I believe in your vision. Since you said that the Flame King Dragon is the most suitable for her fourth soul ring, then choose the Flame King Dragon.
"And this kind of soul beast, or soul beasts with similar characteristics, will never appear in the Danghun Mountains. As for the reason... you will know when you get there."
Not long after, they came to a village with few people, only dozens of households.
The villagers looked at Amon with a bit of scrutiny and vigilance.
Amon raised his right hand, adjusted his monocle, and whispered to himself: "Interesting. "
He found that there were no old people in the village, and most of them were young men and teenagers. The most important thing was that all the people here were soul masters!
Although they hid well, they could not hide from the keen insight brought by Amon's third soul skill "Decryption Scholar".
In addition, the breath of these villagers made Amon feel faintly familiar, just like... the three triplets soul master robbers who attacked him and Yan Jin on the way to Beidi City.
A young man wearing a black suit with the word "soul" written on his clothes stepped forward and saluted Walter:
"Lord Walter, Lord Monroz told me before he left to lead the way for you. When do you plan to enter the forest?"
Walter nodded, "Now, those soul-grabbing ghosts are quite troublesome. If it takes too long, Monroz might be in danger. "
Led by the young man in black, Walter and Amon walked towards the forest not far from the village.
As the distance got closer, Amon felt something unusual. The water elements around him suddenly became dense, and there was a force similar to spiritual power mixed in it.
The originally clear and normal mountains in front suddenly became blurred, hazy fog rose, and visibility dropped sharply.
Amon took off his glasses, wiped them gently with silk, wiped off the water stains on the lenses, and put them on again. He said:
"Indeed, the Flame King Dragon will not appear in such a place. The water elements here are too dense, which is the environment they hate the most. "
Walter smiled and said gently: "It's incredible, right? Obviously, the mountains are very clear from a distance, but once you get close, you will see a large area of fog, and all the scenery will become blurred. "
Amon nodded slightly, "It's a bit like some kind of natural formation, of course, it may also be man-made. "
Walter showed surprise on his face, and he asked with some curiosity:
"You actually know about formations? Even if it is based on people, the formation that gathers the power of everyone is not ordinary knowledge, and even fewer people know that the terrain can also be used to set up formations. "
"If you have time, you can take time to go to the library of Northland College. As long as you are patient enough, you will always gain something." Amon replied with a smile.
"Study... You should learn more while you are young. At my age, I don’t have such a strong desire for knowledge. "Walter sighed.
The young man in black carefully took out a bamboo tube from his arms and opened the sealed lid.
A black beetle flew out of it, making a slight buzzing sound.
Although it was very weak, the beetle did emit a faint soul power fluctuation.
The young man fed the beetle a black pill-shaped object.
After the beetle was full, it stayed on his palm for a while, and then flew into the air.
After circling for a few times, it flew slowly in one direction.
"This way..." The young man followed.
Although the beetle did not fly fast, it also needed to run to keep up.
With the use of soul power, the soul power fluctuations on the young man could no longer be hidden so perfectly, and the aura of the soul king was revealed.
Walter looked at Amon, "Do you need me to take you away?"
Amon smiled with some ease: "I can still keep up with this level. "
As he spoke, he gathered his soul power to his feet, and through continuous short and powerful bursts, he increased his speed to a level slightly faster than the black-clothed youth, and caught up.
Walter floated in the air, leaning forward slightly, and came to Amon's side silently.
He glanced at Amon's way of rushing, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see some clues.
"Very good soul power application skills, your soul power control level is probably higher than the soul saint, and is not inferior to the average soul douluo."
The three people moved forward very quickly, and Walter seemed to want to test Amon's level. Along the way, he not only did not take into account the person with the lowest soul power level in the team, but even secretly signaled the black-clothed youth to speed up.
Amon followed the young man calmly. For him, the speed increase was nothing more than a slight increase in the output of soul power under his feet. As for the consumption... if it was a pure soul power competition, he could consume Walter to death!
Walter didn't find it strange that Amon could keep up. This was within his expectations.
However, the black-clothed young man showed some surprise in his eyes. For a normal soul master, his speed of rushing almost required full strength to keep up, and running at full strength was obviously impossible to last, and his demeanor would not be so relaxed.
He is worthy of being the one who can make Lord Walter personally help hunt soul rings... He thought to himself.
Not long after, the beetle's flying speed slowed down. After circling in the air for a while, it turned around and flew back, and then turned again...
After several times in a row, it seemed to be a little confused and flew back to the young man's hand, with its wings drooping, motionless.
The young man pointed the opening of the bamboo tube at the beetle, and the beetle crawled in obediently.
He closed the lid and said to Walter, "Something is interfering with the judgment of the smell-seeking insect."
Walter did not blame him, and said calmly, "Then look around. It may be that Monroz covered his tracks himself."
"It seems that it is not necessary." Amon pointed to the dense forest on the left and said.
A middle-aged man in a black robe walked out of the dense forest. There were some bloodstains on his clothes, but there was no smell of blood. It should be covered up by him in some way.
This is the person they are looking for, Monroz.
"Lord Walter." Monroz's voice was a little weak, "Sorry, the mission failed, those ghosts are very cunning!"
