A few hours passed.
At this moment, there was a chill permeating the experiment lab.
One could almost hear the wails of vengeful spirits within these four walls.
As for the female vengeful spirit in front of Leylin, it had almost lost its human appearance.
“The last step!” Leylin picked up a silver fork and pierced the female vengeful spirit’s head through the eyes.
“Pu!”
As if made from some special materials, the silver fork directly pierced through the female vengeful spirit’s eyeball.
“Hehe!” The female vengeful spirit squirmed and screamed like a wild beast, as if without a tongue.
After the fork had pierced the eyeball, the face of the female vengeful spirit could barely be made out. Two trickles of blood tears flowed down.
“This is the ancient potion—Tears of Mary?”
Leylin raised his hand, dripping a few drops of blood in his hands.
An icy cold and viscous sensation was felt.
“The spirit is an illusory thing. As for me, I could actually come in contact with a spirit’s tears, what a wonder….”
Leylin muttered as he smeared the red potion on his eyes.
* Bang! *
An extremely spicy sensation travelled from Leylin’s eyes, causing immense pain.
Red! His vision could only see the colour red!”
There seemed to be a woman’s voice sounding inside his brain as if narrating something. The voice gradually grew louder and louder.
Finally, Leylin could only grab his head and head-butt viciously against the wall, to ease this symptom.
The A.I. Chip’s indicator appeared in front of Leylin.
[Subject underwent an unknown effect. spiritual force increased. Currently, it is 14.3….]
The data that represented Leylin’s spiritual force continuously increased.
14.8
15.3
15.8
16.1
The number which represented the spiritual force continuously rose, finally stopping at the number 16.1.
“Hu… It has finally passed!”
Leylin rubbed his temples firmly, as he inhaled a lungful of cold air.
“Although it’s very painful, the side effects are not too much…”
Before he could finish speaking, Leylin discovered that there was a thin layer of mist in the surroundings.
A flash of red colour robes streaked past in the room.
Leylin wanted to move, yet the air seemed to be extremely muddy like starch paste. Any movement would be difficult to execute!
Finally, the owner of the red robes appeared in front of Leylin — the vengeful spirit!
At this moment, more than half of the vengeful spirit’s head had dissolved.
“If it was another time! Such an attack!”
Leylin was extremely unwilling, but he was still struck in the chest by that claw.
An icy cold chill started to spread from his chest.