I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 139 - 126: The Screaming Banshee (Please Subscribe)

"Yiyeta... Yiyeta..." Helram’s mouth and nose kept gushing blood. This was a sign that his spiritual power had suffered a heavy blow, but he couldn’t care about that now. He kept calling his daughter’s name, trying to awaken Yiyeta’s reason.

However, this was just a futile effort. The soul power of thousands of people and the grudges they held before death had completely overwhelmed Yiyeta’s rationality, driving her into madness.

"Don’t blame me, Yiyeta..." Helram steeled his heart. He understood that if he didn’t get the situation under control, everything would be over.

The only way now was to search for the method to fuse souls in Lynn’s brain, which might allow his daughter to return to normal.

Four-ring spell—[Soul Binding]

Helram let out a low cry, and in an instant, countless runes made of pure spiritual power enveloped Yiyeta’s body.

"Ahhhhhh!" A shrill scream burst from Yiyeta’s mouth. Her almost tangible spiritual body struggled violently, a sign of agonizing pain caused by the runes scorching her soul. Her eyes, filled with blood vessels, made her look like a demon.

The pitiful screams of the girl brought a hint of unwillingness to Helram’s face, and the strength of his binding weakened slightly.

Just at that moment, the power of the vengeful spirits reached its limit. A bloody mist gushed endlessly from the body, eroding away the runes made of spiritual power attached to her.

The moment Yiyeta broke free from the binding, she had already pounced in front of Helram. As he watched in horror, her blood-misted right hand thrust directly into Helram’s chest.

"Yiyeta..." Helram immediately felt a tremendously cold power surging into his body through the wound, rapidly draining his life force. Gazing at the familiar yet unrecognizable face in front of him, a hint of regret and unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

The lifeless body soon collapsed to the ground, with sightless eyes staring at Lynn, mouth opening as if trying to say something.

Spare her...

Lynn read Helram’s final words and then shook his head.

You overestimate me, Helram...

Lynn had already quietly retreated to the entrance. Although he had used the resentful spirit Yiyeta to deal with the great wizard, he had no means to cope with the vengeful spirit himself.

After seizing a portion of Helram’s power, Yiyeta’s aura became even more profound. Her vengeful eyes immediately locked onto Lynn.

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Terrible shrieking sounds started coming from Yiyeta, and the whole vengeful spirit transformed into a thick, blood-red mist, rushing towards him.

Lynn instantly felt a profound sense of oppression and suffocation, as if his body had plunged into mud, making it difficult to move.

This sensation was very similar to the four-ring spell [Slow Barrier].

A mere vengeful spirit had mastered such a powerful magic!

Clearly, things had somewhat gotten out of his control, and now Lynn had no intention to dwell on that as the blood-red mist was already upon him!

[Liquid Nitrogen - Frost Domain]

Lynn raised his hand, and a stream of extremely cold air flowed in a semicircular pattern towards the front.

The next moment, a crisp solidification sound rang out, and everything around seemed to slow down. The blood-red mist instantly solidified into blood-red ice crystals under the terrifyingly low temperature!

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But the Triple Ring Wizard Frost Domain clearly couldn’t trap this powerful vengeful spirit for long. As Soul Power surged, the blood-red mist soon exploded, sending ice shards flying everywhere. A strong wave of Magic Power instantly blasted Lynn away.

The glow of the [Mage Shield] lit up in front of Lynn, absorbing most of the impact, and his body took advantage of the momentum to roll back into the passageway behind him.

However, Lynn’s expression remained grave. Previously, he had intentionally let Yiyeta go not only to take advantage of the situation to contend with Helram but also because he thought an irrational vengeful spirit would be easier to deal with than the great Wizard.

But after truly experiencing the terror of the adversary, Lynn had long since lost any previous underestimation he might have held.

Facing such a terrifying vengeful spirit, it was doubtful that even gathering all the Wizards of the entire harbor town could defeat it; on the contrary, they might become nourishment for the spirit.

Helram, you really did create a monster...

Lynn was quite troubled, and as Yiyeta charged at him again, he was about to cast a spell to counter when he noticed that the spirit seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, blocked from entering the passageway.

Is there a second layer of protection here that restricts spiritual bodies?

Lynn immediately realized this and, with a thought, he asked aloud, "071, can you determine my current location?"

[According to our positioning, the agreed-upon target is currently inside the Tower of Whistling of Yiyeta Academy...]

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Ten minutes earlier, inside Yiyeta Academy.

Tic stood atop the teacher’s lounge, gazing at the towering Tower of Whistling nearby.

"Master Tic, you’ve been watching this for several days now... Have you discovered something?"

A voice came from behind, and the speaker was Luo’er, who, moved by intense curiosity, walked up beside Tic and inquired, "You’ve deliberately stayed in Yiyeta for a full month. Surely, it’s not just for the study of arcane secrets, right?"

Stroking his beard, Tic responded, "Do you not find the architectural layout of Yiyeta Harbor Town a bit too orderly?"

"I’ve heard that is precisely the design of Master Rafael," Luo’er paused, then spoke with a laugh.

Rafael’s obsession with order was well-known in the Wizard Land. The master architect stubbornly believed that everything in the world should be neat, orderly, and regular, a theory that many had come to admire.

"No, I’m afraid it’s not that simple," Tic shook his head, extended his hand, and began tracing an image in the air with Magic Power, showing the layout of the harbor town. "Do you see anything?"

"It looks like an Alchemy Array?" Luo’er quickly responded.

"Exactly, and if I’m not mistaken, it may be related to Spiritual Energy..." Tic’s face was etched with seriousness, and the focal point of this Array was the Tower of Whistling.

One must admit, Helram’s method of using architectural layouts as cover was very cunning. Had Tic not received a secret report from the council before heading to the harbor town and paid extra attention, he probably would never have considered this possibility.

"An Array of Spiritual Power that could cover the entire city? What exactly does the great Wizard intend to do?" Luo’er’s brows furrowed.

"It’s unlikely to be good news," Tic’s eyes flashed with worry, which caused him to think of the tragedy three years prior, probably just his own overthinking.

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