Soul Breaker

"Witch, do you have any special abilities?" Gui Mei had no qualms about the word "witch"; after all, his own Martial Soul was extremely bizarre.

"Originally, the greatest use this figure had for me was the knowledge in her mind. But because of that Silver Moon Wolf King's unknown mutation ability, her abilities changed as well.

Now, even I couldn't say whether her abilities or her knowledge were more important.

Grandpa Ghost, an explanation alone won't show how extraordinary she is. Why don't you use Martial Soul Possession? I'll let you try it out."

Gui Mei had great confidence in his own strength, and he trusted Wu Ling deeply as well. Besides, he wanted to see just how powerful this ability was that even Wu Ling found unusual.

Black vapor emanated from Gui Mei's entire body. That was what he looked like after using Martial Soul Possession.

Ghost Douluo's Martial Soul was a ghost, an oddity even among Martial Souls. It resembled a body Martial Soul, and physical attacks found it difficult to affect him.

In fact, when Gui Mei was young, his Martial Soul had been a ball of ghostfire. However, through a fortunate coincidence, he had died once. His soul had managed to possess a body again, and an exceptionally rare Martial Soul mutation had occurred at the same time. His ghostfire Martial Soul had thus become a ghost.

So, in a sense, his soul was his Martial Soul, while he himself was a living dead man. What Ghost Douluo feared most was the sacred light released by Martial Souls such as the Six-Winged Angel. That light was the natural nemesis of his Martial Soul.

In the original story, Ghost Douluo had been ambushed by Tang San, who was still a Soul Douluo at the time, with the Seagod Trident and Sea God's Light. Unable to unleash even ten percent of his strength, he had been killed.

After Gui Mei used Martial Soul Possession, Wu Ling's three utterly worldview-shattering Spirit Rings—one yellow, one purple, and one black—appeared around him.

As the black Spirit Ring lit up, a purple phantom gradually condensed at the center of the Unregistered Spirit Origin.

Because he was standing so close, Gui Mei clearly saw the phantom's appearance.

The phantom wore an indigo-and-purple hooded cloak and a long purple robe. At first glance, her true face was that of a striking beauty, yet she gave the impression of an unadorned, simple woman. She had long blue hair and blue pupils, as well as pointed ears distinctly different from those of ordinary people. A braid hung beside her left ear, and her lips were painted with vivid purple lipstick.

As the phantom merged with him, knowledge even vaster and more complex than Sasaki Kojiro's and Hassan of the Hundred Faces' combined flooded into Wu Ling's mind in an instant.

"Mmph..." Wu Ling clutched his head in pain and crouched down. Seeing this, Gui Mei hurried over to check on him.

"I'm fine, Grandpa Ghost. Even though I deliberately overestimated it, I still underestimated the sheer amount of knowledge she possessed. Materials, formulas, magecraft, experiences... having all of it rush into my brain at once gave me a headache. I'll be fine after resting for a bit."

Wu Ling sat on the ground for nearly ten minutes before finally standing, rubbing his temples.

"Alright, Grandpa Ghost. My head still feels a little swollen, but it's not a big problem. Let's begin."

Gui Mei still concernedly suggested that he rest a while longer, but Wu Ling insisted.

Wu Ling reached toward the black Spirit Ring. As though drawing a longsword from his first Spirit Ring, he pulled out a strange lightning-shaped dagger.

"Grandpa Ghost, this is the Myriad Souls' Responsive Precept Breaker... Forget it, that's too much of a mouthful. Let's just call it Soul Breaker from now on. Be careful, Grandpa Ghost."

As he spoke, Wu Ling cautiously stabbed at Gui Mei with Soul Breaker.

Seeing Wu Ling's overly careful manner, Gui Mei did not take it seriously at all.

"Be careful? What a joke. I may be an agility attack-type soul master, but I'm still a Title Douluo. Let alone a Soul Elder like you trying to stab me with a dagger, even a Soul Saint would find it difficult to break through my defenses while my Soul Power protects my body. A tiny lightning-shaped dagger wants to hurt me? That's simply ridicu—!!!!"

Gui Mei first felt as if his entire body had been hollowed out. Then, a faint prick of pain came from his arm.

A tiny red dot appeared on his arm. A drop of blood slowly seeped from it, then gradually ran down his arm.

Gui Mei silently watched that drop of red. Though there was very little of it, he found it exceptionally glaring. Then he recalled the sensation from earlier and abruptly realized, "Where did my Martial Soul go? Where did my huge Martial Soul go!?"

Recalling that hollow feeling inside his body, Gui Mei felt a chill run through him. He never wanted to experience that sensation of being emptied out again.

After seeing Gui Mei's condition, Wu Ling began explaining Soul Breaker's abilities.

"Grandpa Ghost, Soul Breaker's ability is very simple. It breaks souls."

"...My Martial Soul is simple too. It's a ghost."

"Cough, cough. To be more specific, it can sever the flow of Soul Power.

Take soul masters as an example. If a beast Martial Soul master is stabbed by Soul Breaker, he will be forcibly removed from his Martial Soul Possession state and have his Soul Power sealed. He can only recover after leaving Soul Breaker's range. After that, any buffs on that soul master will disappear.

When a tool Martial Soul master's Martial Soul touches Soul Breaker, that Martial Soul will leave his control. If he is stabbed, the effect will be the same as for a beast Martial Soul.

And under my control, Soul Breaker can also remove an individual's negative effects through stabbing, so there's no need to worry about stabbing the wrong person.

Most importantly, it applies to everything that possesses Soul Power!"

"Everything that possesses Soul Power!" That final condition raised this weapon's capabilities by an unknown number of levels, because it meant that everyone in the world, including Title Douluo, would be affected by it!

Gui Mei instantly thought of how useful it would be to him. As an agility attack-type soul master, he was fast, but his offensive power was slightly lacking compared to others of the same rank. If he had this dagger during future assassinations, then as long as he landed a stab, he was confident he could end the battle instantly.

Wu Ling had considered Gui Mei's idea of using it in battle as well, but compared to combat, Wu Ling valued its research potential more.

"Divine power, Soul Power, and magical energy are ultimately just forms of energy. Now that Soul Breaker can change from breaking magical energy to breaking Soul Power, what about divine power? Could that be possible too?"

Under the Type-Moon worldview, every Magus was a kind of madman. After the Age of Gods, those prestigious families would modify their children while they were still embryos in order to preserve their family magecraft. Ethics were nothing but empty words to those people, so the older a Magus family was, the more twisted its members' minds could become.

Although Medea, as a Witch from the Age of Gods, did not suffer from inherited mental illness, her thirst for knowledge as a Magus was even more intense.

"The composition of Soul Power, the connection between Soul Power and divine power, the possibility of traveling between the God Realm and other subordinate worlds... and so on, and so on. Countless ideas sprang up like bamboo shoots after rain, making Wu Ling want to begin researching immediately, right now, at once."

"Let's go. Since you've obtained your third Spirit Ring, we should return and report to the Pope."

Gui Mei's words awakened Wu Ling's own consciousness. He hurriedly withdrew from the possession state and took a deep breath, feeling a little shaken.

She seemed perfectly normal in the story. I never expected her thirst for knowledge to be so intense. Of course, it could also be because of this world. It isn't even a parallel world—it's a completely different world. Anyone with even a little curiosity would definitely want to understand and study it.

After regaining his senses, Wu Ling replied to Gui Mei, "Alright, Grandpa Ghost. Let's go. Back to Spirit Hall."