The second floor of the mausoleum.
Inside the tomb.
A gust of foul wind swept through, and the completely renewed Evil Spirit of Auclair Sothos appeared in midair.
He extended a hand, and a ring fell.
Aaron ended the possession and returned to his own body. He caught the ring, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"As I thought... it's about what I expected."
Ever since he discovered that he could possess spirits, and learned there was an Evil Spirit here in the mausoleum, Aaron had been eyeing it.
He had always been stockpiling trump cards, suffering from a bit of a firepower shortage phobia.
And rather than crafting a magical item, why not give himself Non-Human Existence-level combat power?
"It's just a shame it's still not perfect!"
Aaron looked at the Evil Spirit, which had returned to its dazed state in midair.
At the moment, Auclair wouldn't attack anyone of his own accord. He would probably only instinctively dodge and counterattack when attacked.
Simply put, he was a blank slate—or an idiot among Evil Spirits!
"He won't obey my commands either... but I should be able to store him!"
Aaron stroked the patterns on the surface of the Green Forest Ring of Power, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.
He had received this ring from Theodore, then passed it on to Ginny. But in the end, it had returned to his hands!
His spirituality flowed into the ring, as if opening an invisible vortex—a vortex that held a special attraction for Auclair!
The next moment, Auclair shot straight into the vortex and vanished.
On the surface of the ring, one could just make out the figure of a person wearing an elegant court noble's outfit.
"Using this vessel, I can store and release the Evil Spirit. Later,