socalfunplaces Chapter 636 Froststorm Scythe and Advancement of Soul Magic
Chapter 636 Froststorm Scythe and Advancement of Soul Magic
Chapter 636 Froststorm Scythe and Advancement of Soul Magic
"Could we come up with another alias then? One specifically for violently dismantling the assets of evil spirit masters?" Ye Nanxiao thought smugly.
When you're out in the game, you're bound to get hurt. There are many things to do and a lot of risks, so you have to use an alias.
He currently only has three aliases: Xiao Nanye the Street Rogue, Mu Shiyi, the Lord of Aodu, and Xu Lai, the former illustrious owner of Yuheng Tower.
None of these are aliases that can pose a significant threat to the Holy Spirit Cult.
To deter the Holy Spirit Cult, we need to use what they fear, such as Ye Guyi's holy light or Huo Gua's necromancy. The most effective methods are those that can directly destroy the tricks of evil spirit masters.
To deal with evil spirit masters, one must eliminate them completely and also kill the vengeful spirits they control with a single blow.
"It's that time of year again when I have the biggest headache. What should I name my new alias?" Ye Nanxiao rubbed his head and pondered.
Or should I just call myself Ainz Ooal Gown? The Bone King?
Or should we get an operation code name?
Since the goal is to intimidate the Holy Spirit Cult, I must completely strip Ye Nanxiao of his identity and remove everything that belongs to him.
They created a fictional person and a mysterious organization, ensuring that the Holy Spirit Church couldn't detect even a trace of Ye Nanxiao.
"An organization...I'm opening a champagne shop and winery in mainland China?" Ye Nanxiao suddenly became excited.
With his black trench coat, black hat, and slightly burnt-yellow hair, isn't he the perfect otherworldly Gin?
However, my hair doesn't seem to be that long.
The aura of soul power emanating from Feng Shiyi gradually subsided, and a jet-black soul ring steadily took its place in the position of her eighth soul ring.
Feeling the powerful energy surging within her body, Feng Shiyi felt a surge of joy. She stretched lazily, her phoenix eyes narrowing like a cat that had just finished dozing off.
She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time; she hadn't realized that absorbing a spirit ring could be so simple.
According to her own estimate, it would take at least two hours to absorb the 60,000-year-old Blizzard Fang leader's spirit ring, and that's without taking into account external interference.
While Feng Shiyi was absorbing the spirit ring, Ye Nanxiao suddenly barged in. Before Feng Shiyi could figure out what was going on, Ye Nanxiao waved his hand and stripped away the resentment of the Blizzard Fang leader, leaving him with a pure spirit ring.
This is also why Feng Shiyi finished absorbing the soul ring in less than an hour.
"Boss, that ability..." Feng Shiyi recalled the ability Ye Nanxiao had just displayed. She turned her head and saw that she did not see her crazy boss. Instead, she saw a mysterious person wearing strange clothes and a black hat.
"Ah~ Eleven~" The mysterious man slightly raised his head, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, with a wide, crooked smile on his face.
"Frozen Storm Scythe!"
Suddenly, a large amount of frost condensed on the scythe in Feng Shiyi's hand, and a scythe that looked exactly like a cross-shaped sickle but was twice the size was held in Feng Shiyi's left hand.
Rolling icy mist emanated from the ice scythe.
Seeing that Feng Shiyi was about to make a move, Ye Nanxiao quickly reached out and took off his hat. "It's me! Your dear, lovely, and respected boss!"
"I know." Feng Shiyi swung the ice scythe in her hand twice, then narrowed her eyes and threw the ice scythe at Ye Nanxiao.
"Oh my god! Little Eleven is beating up the boss!" Ye Nanxiao pressed his hat down tightly, and the ice scythe grazed past three people.
The ice sickle slammed into a nearby mountainside.
A sudden gust of wind quickly formed, whipping up thick frost.
A terrifying, freezing wind howled and tore at the mountain wall, tearing off a large gap in the blink of an eye.
"As long as my ice scythe remains stationary, this storm will not shift. In other words, the storm will not disappear until my soul power is exhausted, unless the ice scythe is shattered." Feng Shiyi reached out and patted Ye Nanxiao's shoulder, then leaned against it.
"To shatter the ice scythe I created, you must step into its core. The area within five meters of the ice scythe is covered in ice. If you hit a target, it will be transformed into your favorite ice sculpture."
"Not bad soul skill. I reckon you can use this ice scythe as your secondary weapon," Ye Nanxiao said.
"That's right, I can also change the size of the ice scythe, turning it into a giant scythe." Feng Shiyi was very satisfied with this soul skill, which alleviated her lack of ranged abilities and enhanced her close-combat assassination capabilities.
"It wasn't in vain that I flew all this way here," Ye Nanxiao nodded and said.
Feng Shiyi blinked, a slight smile playing on her lips, and asked, "Look how hard your best employee is working. As the boss, shouldn't you give her something in return?"
"Work hard and keep up the good work!" Ye Nanxiao put the hat on Feng Shiyi's head and patted it lightly.
If you already have spirit rings, what more rewards do you need?
Feng Shiyi touched the black hat on her head, rolled her eyes at Ye Nanxiao, and thought, "This gift isn't bad."
"Is this outfit you're wearing to set up a new base? Or a new identity?" Feng Shiyi asked telepathically.
She knew her boss well; whenever he did anything mysterious, he was either planning something or trying to scam someone.
Didn't the Aodu Chamber of Commerce use the same approach back then?
"Brilliant! Little Eleven is truly my Zhang Liang, hahaha!" Ye Nanxiao gave a thumbs up, then pulled out another black hat and put it on his head. "The distillery, Gin!"
Feng Shiyi looked at Ye Nanxiao, who was deliberately trying to look cool, turned her head away, covered her mouth with her small hand, and her shoulders kept trembling.
"Alright, stop laughing. Give me some face," Ye Nanxiao said helplessly, putting away his black coat and hat.
"Boss, the word 'aloof' doesn't seem to suit you at all." Feng Shiyi patted her chest; suppressing a laugh was a difficult task.
Upon hearing this, Ye Nanxiao's eyes widened immediately. "Nonsense! I'm a walking clothes rack! A king of charisma!"
After saying that, Ye Nanxiao formed a hand seal, about to summon his most aloof clone, Little Ye No. 2, to come out and hold the fort.
A series of soul-powered, blind sounds rang out, and Ye Nanxiao and Feng Shiyi stared at each other in disbelief.
"Have you forgotten your current situation?" Feng Shiyi shook her head slightly and sighed, "It's such a pity that even the best employee doesn't get a vacation and doesn't have time to see the boss's aloof demeanor."
Just as Ye Nanxiao chose to hide his embarrassment with silence, Ao Niu's voice rang out, "Boss! Eleventh Captain, a large flock of birds and beasts has appeared ahead!"
Feng Shiyi's expression instantly turned cold, and an ice scythe once again materialized in her hand.
My rare moment of leisure time spent teasing my boss—where did this pack of beasts come from?!
Ye Nanxiao turned his head and saw that the snow clouds in the sky in front of him were suddenly dispersed, and a group of gray-blue sharp-beaked birds were facing him with their large beaks.
"Ice picks pecking at stonebirds, looks like we've run into an aerial gang of hooligans."
"Ao Niu, get out of the way," Feng Shiyi said coldly, wanting to test the power of her eighth soul skill.
Ao Niu immediately took a big step to avoid Feng Shiyi's attack route. Looking at the ice scythe in Feng Shiyi's hand, she couldn't help but shiver.
"Hey, wait a minute, don't move, let me do it!" Ye Nanxiao pulled Feng Shiyi back.
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Feng Shiyi glanced at Ye Nanxiao with a hint of doubt before putting away her ice scythe.
"There's thick snow below, so you shouldn't die from the fall." Ye Nanxiao's eyes lit up with gray light again, and a chill different from that of extreme ice appeared on Ye Nanxiao's body.
Soul magic left the Ice Spike Stone Sparrow's soul nowhere to hide before him.
In Ye Nanxiao's eyes, the souls of these ice-spike stone sparrows were all covered with a layer of red light.
"Are they angry because they've discovered me, the intruder?"
Ye Nanxiao observed the red light and shadow on the soul of the Ice Spike Stone Sparrow, which was like a thin shell that seemed to shatter at the slightest touch.
The ice spike stonefly spotted Ye Nanxiao standing at the forefront, and flapped its wings vigorously, sending out a large number of ice spikes.
Ye Nanxiao raised his hands and snapped his fingers, instantly freezing all the incoming ice spikes in place.
He then flashed into the middle of the flock of ice-spinning stone-pecking birds.
"Shake their souls!"
"The Soul-Shaking Bell!"
The grayish-white power rapidly intertwined and combined in front of Ye Nanxiao, transforming into a small, antique-style bell.
"Clang~"
A visible ring of milky-white sound waves, interspersed with white mist, spread out and instantly pierced through all the ice spike stonepeckers.
The first chime of the bell froze all the icicle-pecking sparrows.
The second chime then rang out, shaking their very souls.
The red light on the soul of the Ice Spike Stone Sparrow shattered like broken glass with the sound of two bells, cracking everywhere. Countless red lights shone from the cracks and then broke apart.
Countless red lights shattered into specks of light, but the soul of the Ice Spike Stone Sparrow remained intact.
Ye Nanxiao reached out and grasped the Soul-Shocking Bell, conjured by soul magic, stopping the third chime.
After shattering the fury of the Ice Spike Stonepeckers, these rogue soul beasts, who were bound to tear apart the invaders, plummeted from the sky, falling one by one into the thick snow below like dumplings being dropped into a pot, leaving artistic marks on the pure white, smooth snow layer.
"Oh, so many five-pointed stars, huh? And six-pointed stars too?"
Holding the Soul-Shaking Bell, Ye Nanxiao floated back onto the floating ice.
"I guess your new identity is going to appear in this form?" Feng Shiyi asked telepathically, standing quite far away.
"As expected of my best employee, he understands the boss's thoughts so well." Ye Nanxiao twirled the Soul-Shocking Bell in his hand, as if it were a toy.
Feng Shiyi shook her head slightly. "Every time it's that most dangerous, you rush in, walking in a cloak of death. Have you ever thought about how much of a stir your appearance would cause in front of the Holy Spirit Cult?"
"They will do anything to tear your soul apart."
"This is my purpose." Ye Nanxiao raised the Soul-Shocking Bell and absorbed the specks of red light floating in the air into the bell.
After absorbing the soul power provided by the Ice Spike Stone Peasant, the Soul-Shaking Bell seemed to be coated with a light red luster, with faint glimmers of light.
When Ye Nanxiao retrieved the Soul-Shocking Bell, he found that it could not be decomposed back into a power aura, and he could also feel the touch from the Soul-Shocking Bell, as if he were really holding a small bell.
The situation before him instantly reminded Ye Nanxiao of Ilex's teachings: "When your magic reaches the fifth level, you will be able to condense your own power artifact."
"Have I advanced to a higher level?"
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