Please listen to the voice of black magic

Annan's research on black magic progressed very slowly, mainly because he did not have enough materials.

The black magic of soul refining can generate souls with magic power, but this method is not very efficient. Ten parts of magic power may only be exchanged for a small piece of soul, which basically cannot do anything and cannot carry out subsequent processing.

"The essence of the soul refining spell is to use different souls to merge and fuse with each other to create a new soul. Is the use of magic to produce souls putting the cart before the horse?"

Annan didn't have much magic power, and it only took him a few days to awaken his magic power and become a magician.

Moreover, he had a battle with the tentacle nun before, which consumed a lot of magic power. It seems that today he can only rest and wait for the magic power to be fully restored before continuing to study this black magic.

"However, it is not without other gains. Soul refining is not just a spell. This black magic also provides a lot of messy soul-related knowledge. Now I can initially sense my own soul and know the size and weight of my soul. .”

Annan learned a way to roughly sense his own soul, not through magic, but through the knowledge brought by soul refinement.

If he was asked to teach people this method, he couldn't explain why, but it would be great if it worked for him. He couldn't teach others about black magic anyway.

In short, it is a kind of instinct-like feeling method.

In fact, the two black magic spells he had learned before felt similar when used, and he could use them instinctively.

This should be the convenience brought by his Whisperer ability, which is the ability to listen to the sounds of black magic.

When using the Whisperer's ability to listen to the black magic, he can use it instinctively without going through his brain at all, as naturally as breathing.

Annan has never seen what other people's souls are like, and he doesn't know the difference between his own soul and others, but he feels that the weight of his own soul should be very great.

When he fought against the Tentacle Sisters before, he used soul arrows many times in one breath. He should have consumed a lot of his soul. But now after sensing the condition of his soul, he found that his soul was basically gone. Too much reduction.

In order to prove this, Annan deliberately used a soul arrow that consumed his own soul, and then sensed the condition of his soul.

"Hmm, the condition of my soul has not changed much. The soul arrow only consumed a tiny bit of my insignificant soul, so my soul should be considered very huge? Very important?"

Annan could not draw a conclusion immediately.

Because there is no comparison, it may be that the cost of the Soul Arrow spell that he has completely mastered has been reduced, creating the illusion that his soul is huge.

What's more, he has never been in contact with other people's souls, and he doesn't know how other people's soul conditions are different from his own.

"We'll find out later. It doesn't matter if we don't find out."

Annan planned to wait for his magic power to recover and then use a soul refinement to decompose part of his soul to see if his soul was really larger.

Maybe as a time traveler, his soul really has something special.

"Soul, what exactly is the soul?"

Annan picked up an introductory magic textbook that was lying next to him.

In this book, there is a short section that explains things about the soul.

"The existence of the soul has been proven in this world for thousands of years. However, there have been many debates about the soul. The main reason is that not everyone in this world has a soul."

In this wonderful world, not everyone is born with a soul.

Some people have souls when they are born, and some people do not have souls until they die.

Souls can be cultivated through acquired methods, and souls may also be born when magic power is awakened.

However, there is no conclusion that can convince everyone as to whether the soul is special or not.

"It doesn't matter if you have a soul or not. Human beings in this world can live a normal life. The soul doesn't mean anything."

Annan wanted to continue to understand things about the soul, but unfortunately none of the books he had at hand explained the soul in depth.

These books are always just introductory teachings on magic, and it is not surprising that there are no further explanations.

Duran. Marquez, the magic professor, should have a more specialized magic book explaining the soul in his home. I'll ask him to borrow the book when I visit him tomorrow.

"You should lend it to me, right? Although I haven't read all these magic introductory books yet..."

Annan had nothing else to do today. He just sat at the desk and read.

He is very interested in these books about magic, and he will not get bored even if he reads them all day long.

Annan kept watching until the evening. After making a casual dinner, he continued to read.

After nine o'clock, the phone in the living room rang.

Annan went out to answer the phone. As expected, the caller was Catherine. Grant, this cousin.

"Annan, where were you last night? I called at the same time yesterday, but no one answered..."

Annan guessed that this cousin who cared about him also called yesterday. If it weren't for the fact that the other party lived a little far away and the nearby neighborhood was not safe at night, she might have come directly to her door yesterday.

"Did you call yesterday? I didn't hear you. I was at home all the time, so maybe I just couldn't hear you."

Annan lied without changing his face.

Catherine didn't have too many doubts. She probably wouldn't have thought that her brother would lie to her, let alone that he was no longer the same brother inside.

After a few words of concern for her cousin, Catherine hung up the phone.

After dealing with his cousin Catherine who was very easy to fool, Annan continued to go back and read his book. He didn't take a shower and go to bed until late at night.

"……Um?"

Annan climbed up on the bed in a daze.

I don’t know what time it is now, but it’s definitely not dawn yet.

Annan was woken up by a familiar sound.

But it wouldn't be right to say it woke him up, because those sounds were far from noise.

It was a whisper in his ear, the sound of dark magic that he had become accustomed to not long after he traveled through time.

Annan yawned loudly and walked out of the room, looking sleepily at the door of the house where a hazy sound came from.

"Is this rental apartment some kind of resort that leads to the other world?"

Annan, who had regained consciousness a little, went back to the room and took out the revolver. Then he sat calmly on the sofa in the living room and looked straight at the door that kept making noises.

Annan had no intention of peeking into the shadow behind the door tonight.

His magic had not been fully restored, and he had not thought of venturing out alone.

When he is ready later, he will definitely find out, but now is not the time.

After waiting for more than an hour and almost two hours, the sound from behind the gate still continued.

"It's still noisy. So, what will happen if I don't take any action or respond to the voice behind the door?"

Annan held his chin and stared at the door that continued to make whispers.

After more than three hours, the sound of black magic coming from behind the gate suddenly stopped completely.

Annan stood up with a sleepy look on his face, opened the door of the house, and saw the normal and realistic scenery outside the door.

"It really disturbs people's dreams..."

Annan closed the door, went back to the room and continued to sleep.

"If the sound comes again next time, just ignore it. It doesn't seem like anything will rush out from behind the door anyway... Go to sleep first, I'm tired."