This was unfair.
Goodwin felt wronged. He had clearly chopped the Rebel Beast into pieces, but the other party was still alive. The other party had only stepped on his heart and lungs, and he had no strength to fight back. She was clearly an angel, yet she had to be like a human and deal with so many inconveniences like internal organs.
The meat figure picked up Goodwin and rolled him into a ball with both hands. This blow probably shattered all the bones in his body.
"Regina, heal me!" He suddenly thought of something. This exam was not for him, but for Regina. Regina going up to heal her summoned creature was not considered a foul. The reason he was beaten up so badly was because of the opponent's sneak attack. If Regina could heal his injuries, he could immediately beat up this rotten human figure.
Unfortunately, his lungs were too badly injured to make a decent sound. Regina did not hear him.
Thinking about it carefully, if Regina was hit by the human figure, she would probably die on the spot. Forget it, I won't call her.
It was better to think of a way himself. Does the Seal of the Soul have the ability to heal me? If it was a spell that connected the body and the soul, could it use the power of the soul to heal the body? It seemed possible. But Goodwin didn't know how to do it.
Wait, soul?
He realized that he had already cut the beast into pieces, but it was still not dead. Not only that, but these pieces of meat were still moving in unison, as if something was stringing them together.
It was the soul. It was the soul that strung them together.
The soul was the true essence of this beast, and the body was just a puppet controlled by the soul. Attacking a puppet alone would not be able to kill the puppet's controller.
A blinding light suddenly burst out from Goodwin's body. The light took away everyone's vision, but it allowed Goodwin to see the soul hidden behind the flesh figure. Its soul was like a tree. Its trunk was long and thin, but it had thousands of roots. Each root was connected to a piece of flesh. When the roots danced, the flesh figure moved along with them.
"Others might not be your match.”A hoarse voice came from Goodwin's throat. "But my Soul Seal is your nemesis.”
The meat figure threw Goodwin to the ground and stepped on him. A person with all his bones broken could not move. But it missed.
Goodwin slowly stood up. "If you can treat yourself like a marionette, so can I. This was the true use of the Soul Imprint.”
Goodwin's ribbonfish soul threw his tattered body at the flesh figure. The human figure swung its fist to meet the attack, but its movements were still a little slow, and its fist missed. Meanwhile, Goodwin's body and his soul had already touched the tree-shaped soul.
"The Soul Imprint is a spell that connects the soul and the body. Correspondingly, it also severed the connection between them.”The ribbonfish spirit slapped the tree-shaped spirit with its tail. This hit was not light. The roots of the tree twitched, and the connection between them and the minced meat was broken. The pieces of meat scattered all over the ground, turning into piles of dead meat.
"…Wait, stop!"
"You're done, big guy." Goodwin's soul controlled the body to draw the Lightless Shining Moment from the air. " Be obedient and become my Leveling Potion-"
The tree-shaped soul cried.
It wasn't 'crying' as in 'crying.'
It was the 'cry' of 'ghost wail'.
It cried and screamed. It was the most terrifying sound Goodwin had ever heard. He felt thousands of centipedes burrowing into his brain, biting and writhing. He wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't lift his hands.
Goodwin wasn't the only one who heard the scream. The spectating students covered their ears with their hands, but they could not stop the voice from invading their minds. Some students had nosebleeds, some started vomiting, and some fainted. The students who suffered the most were those who had nosebleeds, vomited on the ground, and fainted on the spot.
"This is troublesome." The elderly examiner sighed. "He used the wrong method of extraction. Any new apprentice should know that this was not a good idea.”
Goodwin fell to the ground, trembling and twitching. He saw the old examiner and the old examiner rush into the examination hall together and fight with the tree-shaped soul.
As he twitched, he thought, What exactly is a Rebel Beast?
The strange-looking examiner sat on the spot, not fighting with the other two examiners. He was looking at Goodwin. Goodwin was also looking at him.
This person looked really strange. His face was as pale as a dead man, and his wrinkles made him look old. However, his bright eyes were as clear as a newborn child. He should be a man. His facial features were quite masculine, but his red lips were more charming and beautiful than a woman's. His face was filled with disharmony. This was not a face that should appear in the world, but a face that should only exist in nightmares.
He smiled at Goodwin. Goodwin had never seen such a gentle and charming smile. It was so charming that he felt an unknown fear from the bottom of his heart. His body was in pain, his soul was in pain, and his head was spinning.
He fainted.
Being unconscious was actually a human's self-protection mechanism. No matter how much torture they suffered, as long as they were unconscious, they would not feel any pain.
While unconscious, Goodwin had a strange dream. In his dream, he saw holy light, heard holy music, and a group of beautiful angel girls circling around him.
The only regrettable thing was that he hadn't been unconscious for long.
Regina's treatment woke him up from the pain.
He realized that his injuries were extremely serious. If he wasn't an apostle, he would have been able to issue a critical illness notice.
He didn't know if he could be cured by the time the summoning time ended. If he was not healed by the end of the battle, he would have to fight with his injuries the next time he was summoned.
Fortunately, the chaos he created did not have too much of a negative impact on the exam. The examiners quickly cleaned up the situation and neatly suppressed the Rebel Beast. After a 15-minute break, the next candidate entered the examination hall.
"I'm sorry." Goodwin told Regina. "I said I was going to make you a nun, and I screwed up the exam.……I'll think of a way to atone for my sins. If you were sent to the Secret Convent, I would risk my life to get you back.”
"No, don't worry, I won't be sent to the Secret Abbey.”Regina quickly waved her hand. "Besides, you've helped me so much. I can't even thank you enough. Why would I blame you?”
"Oh, that means I passed the exam just now?”
"Oh, I don't have that. That exam was a complete failure. Negative points." said Regina. "But the bishop just told me that I have been promoted to an official nun.”
"What do you mean?"
"The archbishop said that I was able to successfully summon you, which is enough for me to become a nun. Not to mention, you've also made outstanding military achievements.”said Regina. "Today's exam is actually just a formality. As long as I summon you in the examination hall and prove to the examiner that we didn't make up the previous matter, there won't be any problems.”
Oh. So sit-ups were not important.
"I thought that if we couldn't defeat the Rebel Beast, we would be dead.”Goodwin heaved a sigh of relief.
"How could that be? To be able to defeat the Rebel Beast was enough for him to be promoted to a bishop. Moreover, the strength of the Rebel Beasts was also different. Some of them were even troublesome for the Executor.”
"Thump. Thump. Dong!"
Someone knocked on the door.
Goodwin lay motionless on the bed. So, of course, it was Regina who opened the door.
"Ah, yes."
"Alright, thank you."
She closed the door.
"What is it?" asked Goodwin.
"Someone I don't know asked me to give this to you.”She handed Goodwin a package.
"What did that person look like?" Goodwin took the package.
"I didn't see him clearly. He was wearing a hood."
Goodwin sat up from his bed and opened the package.
Inside the package was a small package.
Inside the small package was an even smaller package.
Inside the smaller package was an even smaller package.
The smaller package contained a small bottle. The small bottle contained a white liquid.
What was this?
Regina didn't ask, and neither did Goodwin.
The moment they saw the liquid, they understood. This was the Saint Devil's medicine. Moreover, this Saint Devil medicine came from the Rebel Beast just now. It emitted the same aura as the tree-shaped soul.
"This Saint Devil medicine was refined so quickly?”Regina was puzzled.
However, this was not the most puzzling question. After all, Tino Taylor had completed the tempering in an instant. What she didn't understand the most was that the Saint Devil's medicine was a rare item. Who and why would they give it to them so easily without leaving their names?
Since he couldn't think of anything, he might as well accept the current situation.
"How do I use the Saint Devil Medicine?" Goodwin studied the bottle.
"Uh, before you use it, you need to do a test to see if it matches your soul.”said Regina. "I'll go and tell the archbishop to arrange it so that you can take the test the next time you come…"
"No need." said Goodwin. "My soul must be compatible with it.”
"…Eh?"
"I have the Seal of the Soul. I have a feeling whether it matches or not.”he said. "Besides, if it doesn't match, why would that mysterious person specially give me the medicine? He didn't say 'give it to us', but' give it to me', right?”
"Yes, but I don't understand…"
Goodwin picked up the vial. "I remember you said that you need to use a chisel to carve a mark on the soul, right?”
"Yes, you need to use the World-Experiencing Chisels. I can also request this from the archbishop…"
"There's no need for that. As long as he had the Soul Seal, he probably wouldn't need that chisel.”said Goodwin. "I can feel it."
"Wow, you're amazing!" Regina looked at him with admiration. "Perhaps you're a magic genius like Brunsina!”
"You must be joking." Goodwin poured the liquid from the bottle over his head. "I'm much stronger than her, okay?"
With a sizzling sound, steam rose from his scalp. A soul in the shape of a ribbonfish emerged from his head.
The ribbonfish struggled and twisted its body, as if it was experiencing some kind of pain. Goodwin didn't feel any pain. He just thought the fish looked funny. A stream of black liquid flowed from the ribbonfish's body all the way to the position beside the golden holy grail. Then, it scalded the ribbonfish's skin, leaving spiderweb-like marks. The ribbonfish meowed in pain.
Then, another white liquid came out of nowhere and flowed into the mark. The liquid emitted a silver glow, and the mark was dyed into a silver spider web. This was Goodwin's new spell, the new imprint.
"This is…'Weapon Controlling Imprint.”The imprinted name appeared in his mind uninvited.
"What kind of magic will it be?" Regina asked curiously.
Unfortunately, he didn't have time to show her this magic. The summoning time limit was up, and his body had already begun to turn transparent.
"Let's leave the suspense for the next time we meet.”he said. "Then, see you later."
"Yes, I am. Thank you for today, Lord Goodwin.”
"Oh right, you've advanced to a nun. You shouldn't have to summon me recently, right?”
"I think so…Why?"
"I have some matters to attend to in the Heaven Realm.”In a sense, the world where Gu Tu was located could be considered a heavenly realm. "If you have nothing to do, don't summon me for the time being.”
"Alright, I'll do it. I know. I wish you all the best."
Goodwin vanished into thin air.
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