Chapter 680 - Testing White Bullets
Angor carried a bucket of pale yellow milk back to his bedroom with a straight face, but on the inside, he was terribly eager to try out the new drink.
This stuff was valuable, tiered material as well. He wondered what it would taste like.
After making sure his door was fully locked, he canceled his poker face as teeming jubilation took control.
While humming joyously, he downed a glass of Milkberry Tree sap in one go. The rich aftertaste quickly brought a bigger smile to his face.
Now that’s top-class! Too bad it isn’t sweet.
While enjoying more of his milk, he took out a notebook from his bracelet, which contained his personal plans since he started studying wizardry.
Using his unique language—Hanzi—he quickly left a brand new plan.
Bam!
Several white, glowing tentacle-like rays of light emerged from the gun’s barrel, which soon converged into a single light beam and went for the soul like a comet.
As soon as the “bullet” hit its mark, Angor stepped out of the enclosed testing area and sealed the door. Together with Number 233, they stepped onto the observation platform above the area and watched across the warded glass.
The soul had collapsed on the floor, but it did not vanish—it kept tumbling and screaming.
Meanwhile, Angor kept an eye on the energy signatures inside the testing area and mostly saw chaotic negative energy typically shown by undead creatures. It seemed that the white bullet caused the negative energy to grow. But soon, it began decreasing again.
While observing the fluctuant energy readings, Angor cast Hand of Spell. He combined it with his own hands to take two different notes at the same time.
The undead man was writhing harder and harder now. His loud scream grew so intense that it could be heard across the enchanted glass walls.