Hearing Moran say this, Herag sensed that her implication was whether he should purchase more Necromancy.
He asked, "Does Lady Moran have any recomnded Necromancy?"
Moran did not rush to answer the question but instead said, "Have you encountered an Evil Spirit before?"
Herag was taken aback for a mont, then said, "Yes, but it was quite so ti ago. Can Lady Moran actually still sense it?"
It had been more than a year since the incident in Valley Town.
"The aura of an Evil Spirit doesn’t wash off with a bath. To , the sll is as fresh as if you just stepped in dog poop," Moran chuckled.
Herag scratched the back of his head, "Lady Moran, will this aura harm ? Is there any way to remove it?"
He was completely unaware that he had the aura of an Evil Spirit on him; he never sensed it at all.
"For ordinary people, it’s a terrifying aura that could torture them to death, but for you, it doesn’t have much impact, just makes you more easily attract Evil Spirits. Solving it is simple, just buy so Magic from , and I’ll help you remove it."
Moran then added, "For you, I suggest learning Undead Perception, Crown of Evil Thoughts, and Undead Sword, these three Level 0 Spells."
"Undead Perception allows you to sense or even see the presence of a Spirit Body."
"Crown of Evil Thoughts is a Necromancy defense technique that gives you so protection against evil thoughts."
"Undead Sword is an offensive Necromancy that can condense an Undead Magic Sword, dealing direct damage to Spirit Bodies. Since you’re specialized in the Dark Energy Elent, you can infuse Dark Energy Particles into the magic sword to enhance its power."
Herag was quite satisfied with these three spells and asked, "How much for these three spells in Magic Stones?"
"Five Magic Stones each, for a total of fifteen," Moran replied.
Herag imdiately took out fifteen Magic Stones to complete the transaction and obtained the Spell Model Books for the three spells.
These three spells provided him with so basic ans to deal with Evil Spirits, so he wouldn’t be completely helpless.
"Now, I’ll help you remove the Evil Spirit aura from you," Moran said softly.
Herag respectfully said, "Thank you, Lady Moran."
Moran extended her left hand from under the black robe, a very fair, delicate hand that looked like a child’s hand.
She spread her palm upward, revealing a tiny crack in it, which quickly expanded into a mouth that even spat out a tongue.
This mouth slowly opened, expelling a black beetle with two large pincers.
"Go on, devour it, little darling," Moran said very gently.
The black beetle spread its wings and flew up, circling Herag a few tis before stopping above his head.
Thud! Thud!
A series of footsteps sounded, and Herag instantly found the sound familiar, suddenly recalling, "Isn’t this that strange footsteps from Valley Town..."
Back then, this step had been following him until he entered the cave of the Ancient Stone Slab, where the sound stopped.
When he left the cave after dawn, the footsteps did not continue.
He thought the footsteps, like other Evil Spirits, vanished with daylight, only to hear it once more now.
This indicates that the footsteps had clung to him the entire ti, never leaving.
Realizing this, Herag broke out in cold sweat because if he hadn’t co to Lady Moran today, he might have never noticed its existence.
Although he hadn’t faced trouble so far, it was like a ticking ti bomb, ready to go off any day.
"You really encountered sothing daunting, yet I didn’t expect you’d be standing here alive in front of ," Moran said casually.
The black beetle emitted a faint screech, its footsteps soon hastening, as if in a rush.
A massive phantom arose from the beetle, and Herag glanced at it, realizing it was an enormous beetle phantom.
The beetle’s pincers gripped towards Herag’s back, pulling out a mass of gray mist, then gobbled it down.
Herag clearly heard that the footsteps ca from within that mist.
After the gray mist was devoured by the beetle, there were still echoes inside the beetle, but they soon faded.
Herag asked, "What is this thing? An Evil Spirit?"
Moran’s voice turned more serious as she furrowed her brows and said, "This is a mix of an Evil Spirit and so kind of curse, adept at hiding. I only sensed the Evil Spirit aura on you but didn’t expect it to conceal such a thing that even the defensive Witch Array of Moonlight Forest couldn’t detect."
"What would happen if this thing stayed inside ?" Herag was also increasingly apprehensive, realizing more about the dangers of strange places like Valley Town.
He vowed never to venture into such places lightly again!
Moran said, "It seed to have considered you a nutrient, parasitizing deep within your body. Luckily, you’re currently quite weak, preventing its growth. Otherwise, I can’t predict what kind of existence it might have beco."
"There have been similar incidents before - a kingdom was destroyed because of it."
Herag didn’t imagine this thing would be so troubleso, even making a Necromancy specialist and Official Wizard like Moran find it tricky.
He asked, "Am I fine now?"
Still slightly worried, he feared there might be remnants inside him, posing a significant potential threat.
"This is a piece of Demonized Items called a Soul-devouring Crystal," Moran said, holding a necklace with a rhombus-shaped crystal at its base.
She continued, "It has an Enchantnt of my own Witch Array design, capable of sensing Evil Spirit presence, defending against them, and highly repelling them. As long as you wear it, any leftovers will eventually get cleared. Rember, when the crystal turns red, it ans an Evil Spirit is near. The stronger the Evil Spirit, the redder the crystal."
"If your crystal feels hot and burns, then you might want to consider finding a decent grave for yourself."
Moran said the last part with humor, seemingly trying to spook Herag.
Herag bluntly asked, "How much?"
"Five hundred Magic Stones."
Herag hesitated for a mont but eventually forked out five hundred Magic Stones.
This is the only place in Moonlight Forest and pretty much anywhere you can get such an item.
Magic Stones are only useful when converted into resources, and this crystal was invaluable to him, making the painful expense necessary.
He had heard of Witch Arrays, a subject only Official Wizards can research, with a vastly extensive and complex knowledge base.
After handing over the Soul-devouring Crystal to Herag, Moran gazed at the pile of Magic Stones and laughed, "Alchemists really are wealthy. I just tossed out a random number."
"What? Just a random number?" Herag exclaid in surprise.
Moran laughed into her hand, "Just teasing you. This thing really costs five hundred Magic Stones. Ask Larry, if you don’t believe ."
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