A sharp light shot from Elizabeth Franton's eyes, carrying a sliver of her soul. She meant to enter Green's mind, subdue him completely, and make him serve her. Otherwise, at the rate he was developing, she feared she would soon be unable to control this gifted Necromancer. Even though the Gelfis Meditation Method she had given him concealed a secret, that secret would be far less effective once he advanced to Legendary Rank. If Green steeled himself and paid a price, he could break free of it entirely.
Elizabeth Franton made up her mind in an instant. Since they had crossed paths today, she might as well see it through and take Green first.
A sliver of her soul flowed into Green's mind along her gaze.
In fact, under these circumstances, Green could have shut his mind and stood a good chance of blocking the intrusion of her psychic power and soul.
But if a tiger meant to hurt a man, why wouldn't the man want to hunt the tiger?
The moment Elizabeth Franton released that sliver of her soul, Green saw her intent as plainly as fire. He sneered inwardly. Sure enough, there's no such thing as a pie falling from the sky. That Meditation Method she gave me wasn't so simple after all. But with the Graveyard in my hands, I'll make sure she loses the rice trying to steal the chicken.
The next moment, Elizabeth Franton entered Green's mind.
An endless starfield stretched before her. At its center lay a sleeping figure, curled up like a newborn baby and seemingly so weak.
Elizabeth Franton's sliver of soul manifested as her own figure. Beside the infant-like Green, she looked like a giant. She gazed down at him, the corners of her mouth lifting into a beautiful smile.
"Green,