Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 776: Hidden Space?

For many times, Torras managed to evade Angor’s gunshots even though Angor tried his best to lure Torras closer by using himself as bait.

Every time Torras sensed the power of Prelude to Elimination, he would simply vanish into thin air and reappear somewhere else in a blink of an eye.

Angor tried to cover Torras’ all possible escape routes and still failed to catch him.

Later, he attempted to use the sequence of gravity to slow down Torras. But soon, Torras “learned” how to teleport away from his gravity power as well.

After some more fruitless attacks, Torras also realized that he couldn’t defeat Angor easily and started backing away slowly, much to Angor’s annoyance.

Angor wasn’t expecting that killing an undead would be so hard. If he let Torras escape, he would be the one at a disadvantage because Torras’ strange ability was perfect for ambushing. He couldn’t possibly stay highly cautious at every second.

He also knew that he couldn’t hit Torras because the frequency of Prelude to Elimination was too slow even though it had a wide coverage range. When the power spread farther, Torras had enough time to react and teleport away.

Ordinary undead souls would simply run into the attack since they had no idea what it was. But against Torras, an undead soul that somehow learned how to evade danger, his gun no longer worked.

In fact, Torras had learned that the revolver posed no threat and was now strengthening his attacks against Angor.

For the first time ever, Angor realized why people all avoided fighting against undead enemies as much as they could. Since Torras could get away from his gun and his illusions alike, there was absolutely no way of getting rid of him at all.

Looking at Torras’ elusive moves, Angor felt his patience running thin.

“Prelude to Elimination is too slow, I see… Then I’ll just use something quicker.”

Again, he took a random shot at Torras and pretended that he left his weakness wide open.

Torras saw a chance for an attack and went for it instead of running away.

“Of course you don’t see why I used the same tactic twice.”

Angor made a back-flip and landed behind Torras while taking aim. Since he didn’t shoot yet, Torras didn’t feel threatened by the power of Prelude to Elimination and did not teleport away.

When Torras turned around to go for Angor again, he was welcomed by a white object that went for him at lightning speed.

Angor chose to use a precious “white bullet” this time. His previous tests showed him that the bullet traveled even faster than gravity energy. It had the best chance of catching Torras off guard.

Also according to his tests, a white bullet disrupted the energy balance inside an undead soul, rendering it immobile for a while. It wouldn’t be so hard to deal with a soul who couldn’t move.

He preferred to save these bullets as much as he could, but this was obviously a good chance to use one. He could always head to Specter Basin later and collect more bullets later.

As he hoped, the white bullet sank into Torras’ forehead before Torras could see what it was.

The soul’s eyes became brighter with red light for a brief moment before he collapsed on the beach.

Angor aimed his gun at Torras and prepared to use Prelude to Elimination to erase the soul once and for all.

But one second thought…

He already wasted a white bullet. He still needed to do more experiments to figure out the detailed effect of the bullets, which required him to use all six against one single soul.

Wasn’t Torras a perfect test subject?

And unlike ordinary souls, the soul of Torras possessed strange properties. That wasn’t easy to find.

He already used a bullet on Torras. Killing Torras like this would be so wasteful.

Telling from the books he read, Torras had been staying at this strange place for at least two thousand years. If he could somehow get Torras to talk, there should be valuable clues to learn.

He made up his mind. He was going to use all the remaining bullets on Torras.

But before he could adjust his gun, Torras suddenly looked up from the ground, allowing him to witness an extremely bizarre face.

It was as if someone just divided Torras’ head from the middle. While one side still showed the twisted and fanged horror of an undead, the other side had taken on the look of a composed young man.

“Half-undead?!” Angor exclaimed in great surprise. “So fast?”

Without giving him any time to react, Torras once again teleported farther and dived into the darkness beyond, and Angor could only watch him leave helplessly.

Back at Phantom Island, it took one day for the undead soul to “turn”, according to Number 233’s report. Angor changed his plan within two seconds, and Torras already became a “half-undead” and regained mobility.

This had further proved that Torras was a special soul.

Angor looked at Toby, who immediately understood what was going on and transformed into Griffin Form. The bright body of a flaming griffin became a natural light source that illuminated the surroundings.

However, even Toby’s gravity-enhanced speed couldn’t catch up with Torras’ teleportation, which seemed to be costless to use.

Again, Angor found his patience running low when he noticed that Torras obviously gained more intelligence since the soul knew how to rapidly change directions instead of running in a straight line. Each time Torras bolted in the opposite direction, Toby would have trouble keeping up because it wasn’t easy to make big turns in the air while going at full speed.

It was as if Torras had returned to being alive, and he was learning faster and faster.

“Slow down and maintain distance. Let’s just keep him in view. The island isn’t big, he can’t get too far,” Angor comforted Toby, who nodded and complied.

Angor had no trouble spending some extra time chasing after Torras. He didn’t believe the soul could freely use his strange ability like that. There must be a restriction to it, such as energy cost.

When Torras reached his limit, it would be the chance to finally catch him.

It seemed Torras also saw through Angor’s plan. His “undead face” was becoming even madder, while his “human face” showed great anxiety.

Torras suddenly showed a determined look on his good side and began heading to the center of the island.

As they reached the central mountain area of the island, Torras teleported again and never showed up.

While chasing Torras, Angor could tell that Torras’ ability could only take him somewhere within a hundred meters with each move.

However, he failed to find Torras in his view.

“Maybe he moved inside a mountain?” Angor checked the landscape around him. “Perhaps one of the mountains got more space inside?”

It was also possible for undead souls to dive into the ground. But they would also need space for that, such as graves. There must be a hidden area around here that allowed Torras to go inside.

And speaking of hidden area… perhaps that was also where Lucas kept his treasures?

He found several high-quality Luminous Stones from his bracelet and handed them to Toby. “Watch over the mountain range and tell me immediately when Torras shows up.”

Toby canceled his Griffin Form and placed the bright stones around the area using gravity power, while Angor released a dozen scout avatars into the mountain area and began looking for an entrance or secret passage.