The Ghost Who Died a Miserable Death

Listening to the system, Benjamin loosened his grip on the gun.

"So? Have you figured something out?"

"I can't say I've reached any conclusions, but his spiritual energy... seems somewhat similar to mine," the system said hesitantly. "The way this guy constructs his spiritual energy was most likely derived from imitating the elemental plane."

Benjamin was somewhat surprised. "The elemental plane? You mean those mysterious creatures that exist in the Pure Blue World?"

The system gave an affirmative reply.

At once, the way Benjamin looked at Spencer changed again.

He had thought the magical systems overseas would be completely different from those here, but after what the system said, the two seemed connected once more. No matter which side it was, the elemental plane was the source of their power.

How had the people overseas observed the elemental plane?

With that thought, Benjamin temporarily suppressed his killing intent. Wasn't the academy currently researching runes and certain special applications of spiritual energy as well? As a living specimen, Spencer's spiritual energy held extremely high research value.

"Then... what was that flash just now?" After thinking it over, Benjamin asked in his mind.

"Perhaps he used his spiritual energy to deceive your senses to a certain extent. Even I was fooled," the system explained. "He didn't actually vanish from where he stood. He merely created some illusions, then slowly walked over himself."

Benjamin suddenly understood.

No wonder the moment that guy was trapped inside the wind sphere, he had no way to disappear.

With that in mind, Spencer no longer seemed much of a threat in Benjamin's eyes. Thus, he slightly weakened the force inside the wind sphere, allowing the other man to speak, but not enough to free up his hands to counterattack.

At that moment, Spencer opened his eyes. As