Chapter 42 The Pale Lady

"Your Excellency, are you my master?"

The black spirit, with a vague shape, is difficult to identify its body and face. The dead fog on its surface makes it look like a humanoid ghost wearing a tattered cloak.

The hoarse voice is unique and charming. Because it is a female voice, Mu Hua uses the nickname "she" to refer to the ghost in front of him who seems to have said something extraordinary.

"Saber, is that you? How did you become like this?"

Perhaps to fit the occasion, Mu Hua also gave an extraordinary reply to this newly enslaved monster.

"..." The spirit was silent. Obviously, the other party did not understand what Mu Hua meant.

"Ha! A dead soul? Master, this kind of trash is not qualified to be your dependent. Dirty undead, let me tear it apart!"

Monday is very resistant to the forced summoning of the orb. This resistance is not only because it was inexplicably enslaved, but it also does not like other monsters to be enslaved by Mu Hua.

Especially after Mu Hua fed it the Philosopher's Stone.

Ever since Mu Hua took out the forced summoning gem, Zhou Yi has been full of vigilance against the possible "companion". When he determined the other party's race, Gou Zi's vigilance turned into full of malice.

"Shut up, look at him!" Mu Hua shouted.

Dead souls, the evolution of evil spirits, from this stage on, ghost-like undead creatures have become a fatal threat to ordinary creatures.

Strictly speaking, ghosts are a kind of interstitial creatures, they walk in the dimensional gap between the real world and the illusion.

For humans, unless their own souls mutate, humans cannot see spirits from a visual perspective.

Ordinary people cannot see spirits. At the same time, ghosts, evil spirits, and even evil spirits can hardly reach humans who cannot see them.

Not being able to see spirits is not a bad thing, because it can also largely avoid being hurt by them.

Ghosts are basically harmless to ordinary people. Evil spirits and evil spirits can affect people's emotions to a certain extent. For those with extremely unstable emotions, evil spirits and evil spirits can also create some illusions for them.

But in essence, ordinary people who are hurt by the two are mostly because they scare themselves.

However, people like Mu Hua who have psychic vision can be directly attacked by the other party.

Well, that's not right. It should be said that they can fight with each other and hurt each other.

And this kind of rules change at the level of dead souls. The presence of undead creatures above dead souls is too strong, and they can already physically interfere with the outside world.

In other words, even if you can't see them, they can pick up a knife and stab your kidney without you knowing it.

This kind of undead creature is very strange, but their combat ability is usually average.

Because they are pure spirits, their defense is zero for attacks that can touch them.

So they often do some possession-like things, and more often they bully spirits with weak souls.

Weird, but not good enough, and for people like Mu Hua who have psychic vision, the slavery contract they put their hopes on gets a dead soul? This is still a bit disappointing.

But disappointment is disappointment, who can blame him for being so well-behaved.

Look, look, Monday was in such a mess when he was summoned.

Look at him, he said nothing when he came up, he floated quietly for less than half a minute, and then he recognized the situation directly, he is simply a model of bowing down, right?

Dead souls have no faces, and Mu Hua can't see the other's expression, but he can sense the other's submission in his soul, and the other floats quietly in front of Mu Hua, as if waiting for Mu Hua's reply.

"I summoned you, so you can be called Tuesday from now on." The other party was too direct, and Mu Hua didn't care much about the dead soul, so he changed the other party's name directly.

"Okay, I know." Tuesday responded, and his head with a hood turned to Monday, and the two lights in the hood seemed to be its eyes.

"Bastard, I am the Torture Princess, the pale elegant woman, the Holy Spirit who gives comfort to the soul."

"Ignorant beasts can always be forgiven, but if you want to lose pleasure, I wish to give you eternal withering." Confirming that Mu Hua is its master, it is obvious that Tuesday does not seem to be a good-tempered master.

"Torture Princess?" Mu Hua was puzzled.

"..." The dog tilted his head. This dead soul seemed to be very arrogant, but it seemed to have no idea.

After retorting to Monday, Tuesday did not hold the dog, perhaps its temperament was originally cold, and it responded to Mu Hua's question calmly.

"I was born from a struggling demon fetus."

"The demon died in the gestation, the demon egg matured in death, unable to break through the shackles of the mother body, and experienced mutual cannibalization in the mother body. I am the only soul that was finally trapped in the mother body."

Tuesday explained calmly, and Mu Hua seemed to feel endless malice from it.

"Woo~, the Demon Soul is indeed stronger, but a dead soul is still a dead soul." Gouzi seemed to be a little uncomfortable with Tuesday's self-introduction. When he refuted, his tone was not as fierce as before.

"You should know that you are my dependent now, right?" Mu Hua asked after Tuesday's various reactions revealed strangeness.

He is now used to calling his slaves dependents.

"Yes, I can deprive them of pleasure and give it to the monarch, so we are loved by the dead and will eventually serve the monarch of the dead."

"I have never heard of forced slavery, nor have I heard of the existence of territories in the abyss."

"So, my lord, I am willing to offer you eternal loyalty." Tuesday's figure was erratic, and he seemed to be bowing.

Mu Hua only understood a little, but at least he confirmed one thing, that Tuesday was very smart, and standing with it, Monday was a fool.

After a brief exchange, Mu Hua probably understood Tuesday's ability.

The various behaviors of creatures, the ultimate result they want to achieve is basically physical and mental pleasure.

And the tortured princess can plunder this pleasure, and then give this pleasure to the undead creatures who cannot experience pleasure.

To put it bluntly, you eat, drink and have fun, but you can only feel empty and withered, and the pleasure is taken by others.

Quite abstract, and quite bad.

But the tortured princess is undoubtedly a treasure for the undead creatures. As long as they experience the "stolen" pleasure, I am afraid that even the lich is willing to kneel in front of the tortured princess and be a little milk dog.

Well, although this ability seems to be of no use to Mu Hua, the tortured princess has other values.

For example, it is much better than the dead soul in promoting the growth of the soul. They are soul comforters.

Soul growth?

Indeed, the physique and intelligence can be tempered through meditation, and in fact, the spirit can also be tempered and grown.

But the tempering of the spirit is more bizarre.

It needs to be beaten and stimulated, and the simplest, most popular and most efficient way is to let the ghost-like undead creatures dig out your soul.

You can imagine that the claws of the ghost reach into your soul and tear it apart. If you can't control it well, you will be dead in a minute.

This kind of training method should be considered strange, right? But the soul can only grow stronger in this kind of torment.

A new tortured girl has been added to the family, but now it seems that this tortured girl should not have any means to threaten the hellhound on the fishing rod.

Not only can it not threaten the hellhound, but the hellhound's racial talent seems to have the ability to restrain spirits.

Ghosts are basically crunchy to hellhounds.

Mu Hua let Tuesday attach to his soul and feel the strangeness of the soul like a cat scratching. It's a little itchy, a little painful, a little comfortable, and it makes the hair all over the body tremble from time to time.

"Tuesday, remember to remind me later and buy you an encyclopedia of massage."

Lifting the fishing rod, the skeleton warrior raised his knife, and Mu Hua set up the "Annihilator Type 1" light machine gun with a full magazine, and said to Tuesday in his mind.