Chapter 413 Fantasy

"And this..."

Following the merchant, Verin remained silent and observed the slaves secretly.

"Lord, I think this can be bought." Kyle pointed at the young man who exuded a sense of decay and said in a deep voice.

"how much is this."

Seeing this, the businessman turned around and looked overjoyed: "Sir, this only costs two thousand... Oh, no, it only costs one thousand gold coins, and you can take it away."

"Just him."

Verin took out a gold ticket worth one thousand gold coins and handed it to the merchant.

Looking at the golden ticket in his hand, the businessman immediately called the servant to open the iron door.

Two guards came forward and helped the thin young man up.

At this moment, Weilin could clearly see the appearance of this young man who exuded an aura of decay.

He has an upright appearance, but the aura of decay surrounding him adds an aura of melancholy to himself.

Kyle stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, carefully checking his condition.

Enveloped by the power of light, the emaciated young man had a painful expression on his face, and black smoke billowed out of his head.

When the businessman on the side saw this, he suddenly felt that the golden ticket in his hand was a little hot to the touch.

"Sir, I have no idea he will..."

"Don't worry, you can buy and sell freely. But after I paid, this person is mine. You can't regret it."

"Natural, this is natural."

Facing Weilin's smile, the businessman felt a lot more at ease. He was afraid that the master would be dissatisfied and not only ask him to pay back the money, but also make compensation. If that happened, he would suffer a big loss.

Ten minutes later, Kyle let go of the emaciated young man's hand. A feather-shaped pattern appeared on his forehead, and the corrupt aura emanating from his body disappeared.

"All right."

"kindness."

"Then go back first."

Upon seeing this, the merchant personally escorted Weilin and his party to the door, bowed and respectfully sent them off.

"Sir, that adult has gone far." An old housekeeper reminded in a low voice.

Seeing this, the businessman straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The aura of the guard next to the gentleman is too scary. It feels like he is facing Pastor Thalia of the Church of Life. It really makes people feel heart palpitating. .”

"Congratulations, sir, for finally selling that disaster star." The old housekeeper complimented in a low voice.

"Yes!"

Thinking back to six years ago, I was obsessed with making a fortune and bought a high-level bronze mage for three thousand gold coins. I imagined selling it for six thousand gold coins, but I didn't expect to be deceived by that damn bastard. , a few days after buying it, this kid began to exude a corrupt atmosphere. Fortunately, the scope of effect was only within the prison area, otherwise a separate secret room would have been built to imprison this kid.

In the first few years, he always wanted to sell it, so he lowered the price to one thousand gold coins, but unfortunately he still couldn't sell it.

As for killing it, I was a little reluctant. After all, I spent three thousand gold coins to buy it, so I kept it like this.

He even tried to find the rats in the sewers, hoping to sell the boy to those evil mages, but fear overcame greed and he did not dare to take action.

If the Church of Life found out that he dared to sell slaves to the evil mage, all seventeen members of his family would be sent to the execution platform in the central square, and their souls would be purified by the Holy Light.

……

Back at the hotel, Verin and Kyle took the young man into the room, while several others waited outside the room.

Kyle asked the young man to lie down on the bed, and then began to use his own power to wash the other person's body and soul.

Verin sat aside, took out a bunch of fruits from the inside of the Druid's Book, put them on the table, tasted them, watched them, and satisfied his curiosity.

The magical energy exuding light enveloped the young man, and began to assimilate from soul to body.

The young man exudes an aura of decay. From the initial resistance, to lying down, he finally actively seeks to merge with Kyle's magic energy to transform the young man's body and soul.

Things were going very smoothly, but Kyle suddenly frowned, took out a bottle of red dragon blood, and poured it on the young man.

"Prickly thorny"

A harsh sound sounded, and powerful energy collided in the air, causing violent energy fluctuations.

The power of the red dragon's bloodline, Kyle's magic energy and the aura of decay, these three compete with each other, compromise with each other, and merge with each other, forming a delicate balance.

The young man who was the carrier couldn't help but howl, but Kyle found it too noisy and directly silenced him.

Just like that, another half hour passed and three bottles of red dragon blood were consumed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Weilin didn't feel sleepy at all and wanted to know the final result.

I don't know how much time passed, but Kyle took back his power and looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

"How is the situation? Is it the same as that of Gray and Blue?" Weilin asked curiously as he handed over a fresh fruit.

"My Lord, his situation is different. Gray is because the two powers are in harmony with each other, and blue is because his own bloodline has been stimulated. As for this kid, the situation is much more complicated, but it is still within my control."

Afterwards, the two of them chatted without saying a word, waiting for the boy to wake up.

Half an hour later, the thin young man slowly got up from the bed, confused about the surrounding situation, but when he turned around and saw Kyle, his body instinct forced him to leave the wooden bed and kneel on the ground.

"Owner."

The voice was low and the tone was a bit vicissitudes of life.

"Your real name is Caius, and your code name is Huan. Please stay with me for the time being." Kyle stared at the other person and said in a deep voice, "His orders are higher than mine, just remember this."

"Yes, Master."

Kyle waved his hand and asked Huan to go out first.

"You won't do anything to his soul, right?" Weilin asked with some confusion after Huan left the room.

After hearing this, Kyle replied: "It's half right, I didn't do anything to his soul. As for why he recognized me as his master as soon as he woke up, it has something to do with his ability."

"Wait a minute, let me guess, you gave him the codename Huan, then his ability must be related to dreams, am I right?"

"Yes, Lord, the illusion profession is a variant of the arcanist specializing in illusions. I call it a dream master. To put it simply, his consciousness can enter other people's dreams, and most of his attack methods are Acts on the soul.”

"Yes, it will be of great help to torture the intelligence in the future, but Huan's current strength is only low-level silver. As the master, you have to step up." Weilin touched his chin and suddenly realized that if Huan is placed on the battlefield, Above, it can play a very big role.

"It is not feasible in the short term. His soul has been riddled with holes under the corrosion of the aura of decay. Although the power I am using now has neutralized this effect, it will not be easy for him to use too much power within five years. , otherwise his soul risks collapse."

"Fine!"