The so-called "spiritual body" refers to the "mystery" formed by the human soul through some coincidences.

This kind of 'mystery' itself is very strange, because its extraordinary ability is not as stable as the ordinary 'mystery' inherited from genes, but will change with the different souls.

Aldrich had read in Johnny's family's book collection that "spirits" are further divided into "wraiths", "spirits", and "mortals".

This classification has the characteristics of this era, it is not strict, and the classification standard is very rough.

The so-called 'grievance spirit' usually refers to a 'spirit' that possesses greater negative emotions and at the same time possesses extraordinary abilities of an offensive nature. 'mystery'.

From this point of view, the 'mysterious' extraordinary ability of 'spiritual body' is deeply related to 'emotion', because it has never been heard that a spirit body with severe negative emotions has defensive and auxiliary extraordinary abilities, and also I have never heard of an attack-type extraordinary ability from a spiritual body without serious negative emotions.

As for 'mortal spirits', this kind of 'mysterious' extraordinary ability is very interesting, and it cannot even be called extraordinary ability, because the Extraordinary who has a secret bond with 'mortal spirits' will gain some experience of mortal spirits as extraordinary abilities!

Aldrich once heard that one of the most famous scams in the Beyonder circle is to sell mortal spirits as resentful spirits to little cute newcomers who have not yet become Beyonders...

A mortal spirit costs 100 gold nars to die, and a wraith spirit costs a minimum of 400 gold nars.

I don't know if the "incompetent" that Sunderland encountered has encountered such unfortunate things.

'Mystery' is full of strange things, and Mortal Spirit is just one of the more famous possibilities, and there may be other possibilities.

Aldrich did not deny this ability called 'data reading'. In the technologically advanced earth, 'data' is a very terrifying force.

And he was influenced by a certain game, and he deeply understood a truth:

There are no **** heroes, only **** summoners.

He had some vague conjectures, but he needed to actually see the guy's ability to make a judgment.

With a chuckle, Aldridge told Sunderland: "Don't deny the possibility of a thriving life, keep watching, and if he has great character, maybe he'll be our companion."

Even if that ability is really insignificant, he still has the ultimate guarantee of the 'Reverse Contract Ceremony'.

Sunderland was overjoyed and said seriously: "Yes!"

He was worried that Mr. Mentor would say that he found a useless target...

But the level of Mr. Tutor is obviously different from him, and his worries are superfluous.

Sunderland continued: "The other Extraordinary is a lady, she is very capable, but because the right side of her face was burnt, she doesn't like to socialize with people. Every time she comes to a party, she stays in the corner and buys some materials in silence. of."

Aldridge could sense the emotion in Sunderland's tone, suddenly finding that his number one follower was an emotional guy.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

After all, people are people, and they will never just execute orders stupidly like the Kareem Soul Guard.

"I pretended to inquire unintentionally. The lady is about 19 years old and is only a rank 0 Beyonder. The type of 'mystery' is unknown, and there are economic difficulties. The materials purchased each time are either very cheap or very small." Sunderland's meticulous reporting.

Aldridge smiled under the dark mist, and he found an interesting coincidence:

Sondland didn't want to contact the Extraordinary in small groups because he was worried about attracting attention and leaking information, so he focused on the single, out-of-group Extraordinary.

The amazing thing is that humans are gregarious animals, and the Extraordinary who is alone at the Extraordinary gathering is most likely to be withdrawn and inferior due to personality defects, lack of ability, unbearable circumstances, etc. In Aldridge's eyes, this is just easy.' Kidnapping' target!

Unfortunately, the best way to kidnap the second lady is to heal the burns on her face, and Aldridge isn't sure if his ring of gods will give him an effective potion.

It's not suitable for the current situation, try to ask when you go back.

Aldridge nodded lightly and said, "Keep your attention."

"Yes."

Sondland agreed, guessing that Mr. Mentor might not be too interested in the second woman.

Knowing that Sunderland had finished his introduction, Aldridge did not quiet the space, and calmly said the most important opening sentence of the evening: "Gentlemen."

Sunderland and Dylan knew business was coming, and held their breaths for fear of missing a word.

Aldrich said calmly: "The situation in the north of the empire is already clear, and war is inevitable."

His words are not without a purpose. Although the 'plague' incident has been controlled with the intervention of the Temple of Knowledge, the Wagner Empire has also lost a lot of population, financial resources, and material resources. .

The collapse of the Mocha Kingdom made other small countries close to the Wagnerian Empire in danger, and they eagerly hoped that the Wagnerian Empire would speak out for this.

This is also what the Fibo Empire wants to see, under the brilliance of the Lord of War, they long for war.

Aldridge looked at the changing expressions of Sunderland and Dylan, and said aloud:

"Gentlemen, we are gathered here with our own ideals."

"The Church of the Mother Earth and the Devourer Sect have destroyed your life and changed your life."

"Yes, they have 'sin'."

"Wars, churches, and even gods, when we walk in the world in a daze, there are already traces of enemies around us."

"War is the nightmare of mankind, the game of all gods in the world. If we want to survive in chaotic times and punish them for their sins, we need enough 'strength'."

"We need 'companions'."

Aldridge's tone was steady, not deliberately high, not turbulent and grand, just as calm as a statement of facts.

His words penetrated from the ear to the heart, making the blood of both of them tremble.

His figure sitting on the luxurious seat is extremely tall in the eyes of Sunderland and Dylan.

His voice echoed in the hall, as if he had magic power, as if he had the power to penetrate everything:

"At this moment~lightnovelpub.net~ we are walking side by side, and in the future, there will be more fellow travelers by our side."

"I hope that one day, no amount of wind and rain will shatter our ships."

"I hope that one day there will be no more forces in the world that oppress us."

"I hope that one day the order of a city, a country will dance at our fingertips."

"I hope that one day, war drives out peace and becomes a breeding ground for us to grow."

"I hope that from now on, we are a complete life, an immortal flower that blooms in the long river of time."

"From now on."

"We are the 'Mysterious Holy See'."

Sunderland and Dylan were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and stood up from their seats at the same time, and said loudly: "Yes! Mr. Mentor!"

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