Chapter 1836: Revised: Chapter 556 Gray Mist Tavern_3
Unless Leonard Churchill wants to follow the witch path Griffith walked, he must restrain himself.
“Hmm.”
Leonard Churchill knew what Tracy Garcia wanted to say.
His situation was indeed quite dire.
However, a significant problem with witch contamination is that it will make your subconscious accept these changes, gradually becoming less resistant.
Just like now, the witch secret skill had receded, and it seed like he couldn’t muster any desire for anything.
Leonard Churchill frowned.
He was very clear that his mutation was more severe than ever before.
Thinking about this, he took out a gray and white photo.
This was the legacy relic from the Playgod Clan he obtained from Lenny—the [Mist Legacy Relics].
Tracy Garcia knew what he was thinking; she didn’t want to say too much but couldn’t help but remind out of worry: “Although this relic can theoretically resolve the witch mutation, the consciousness detachnt holds great uncertainty. It could very likely cause irreversible consequences. I… I’m not confident…”
“I understand.”
Leonard Churchill responded.
He certainly knew the risks of consciousness detachnt.
Emperor Lanlingster could safely detach, which doesn’t an others can.
The soul is like a sandcastle on the beach; trying to remove a part without causing the castle to collapse is extrely difficult.
Leonard Churchill looked at the photo in his hand, pondered for a mont, and said: “I want to see what exactly the Great Emperor left behind…”
He previously guessed that Emperor Lanlingster’s witch mutation reversal might have been due to this relic.
If this speculation is correct, Leonard Churchill had a faint feeling that the Great Emperor might have left sothing in this relic.
….
Lenny had already said that he was the only one in the Playgod Clan over the past few hundred years who could use this [Mist Legacy Relics].
Because he was dying, he boldly experinted and found many usage taboos of this relic.
Most of the fragnts of the ancestors’ consciousness sealed in this photo were filled with berserk negative energy; foreign consciousness entering it would easily be contaminated.
It was like a pool of ink; entering it without getting stained was almost impossible.
Lenny had detailed his experiences to Leonard Churchill.
In general, besides the bloodline, the strength of the soul was essential.
The bloodline helps prevent the ancestors’ consciousness from harming you as much as possible.
And the strength of the soul is the only hard requirent for delving in.
Leonard Churchill, after practicing Emperor Lanlingster’s mystical technique “My Heart is the Universe” left in the Death Domain, had a powerful divine power to stabilize his soul; his soul was already very solid.
At least several levels stronger than Lenny.
He had deduced many tis and basically t the conditions to use this relic safely.
Now, his mutation situation was volatile, and he wanted to go in and take a look.
….
Leonard Churchill looked at Tracy Garcia’s worried expression and explained the situation of the [Mist Legacy Relics], as well as so of Lenny’s experiences.
Tracy Garcia, upon hearing that he just wanted to take a look, didn’t say much more; she only said: “Alright. I’ll be here. If anything happens, I can still help you.”
“Hmm.”
Leonard Churchill nodded.
Having the High Priest by his side was indeed the best protection.
No need for too many formalities between partners.
After resting for a few days, his consciousness was a bit fuzzy when he just woke up, but his current state was actually quite good.
Leonard Churchill adjusted his thoughts through ditation, and soon, he slowly tried to probe his ntal power into the [Mist Legacy Relics].
This ancient relic could detach Emperor Lanlingster’s consciousness, indicating its supre rank.
Just touching this relic, Leonard Churchill felt as if his soul was instantly drawn out of his body.
In an instant, he found himself in a gray, foggy world.
Having heard from Lenny before, Leonard Churchill wasn’t too surprised.
Instead, he carefully savored the familiar feeling of that mont, marveling in his heart: “How magical… Is this the sensation of the soul leaving the body after death?”
Having often hovered on the brink of death, he was not unfamiliar with the feeling of the soul about to leave.
But never before had it felt as clear as just now.
It was so clear that Leonard Churchill felt as if he was dead, his body couldn’t imprison his soul, and he drifted into the legendary Underworld.
After all, the “mist” in this mysterious space was exactly the sa as what he had seen in the Netherworld Channel.
Lenny had never been to the Underworld, so he couldn’t accurately describe this feeling.
However, Leonard Churchill pondered for a mont and instantly understood: “Haha, interesting… Is it because of this Underworld mist that the consciousness can be preserved for so long?”
Just entering had already given him a significant cognitive refresh.
He was very curious about what kind of expert could refine such a relic that seed to “compress the world.”
Before he could think much, a ghostly wind, making Leonard Churchill’s soul tremble, swept over; a chill ran down his spine as a grotesque wolf-headed monster lunged out of the mist.
Leonard Churchill’s eyes widened, and with a burst of divine power, the “wolf-headed monster” instantly dispersed.
This was the risk Lenny had ntioned.
That wasn’t a monster but a fragnt of consciousness.
An old saying in this world suggests that if a person leaves their body, their soul would transform into a bizarre monster.
This relic, the [Mist Legacy Relics], contained many such consciousness monsters.
They would instinctively devour any foreign soul bodies entering their territory.
Although they were very powerful in life, countless years had already worn down their consciousness.
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