Chapter 1625

Abandoning one's physical consciousness to flee is a dangerous thing, for it means one must immediately find a body capable of bearing consciousness, but the spirit guide has only a thread of consciousness left, lacking the ability to seek a body, and nearby there is no empty body for it to possess, so in the end it can only seek help from Ange.

It thought Ange was a foreign spirit, and that mental fluctuation was also something it had seen before, so it let down its guard and followed the mental connection.

The next moment, Ange shoved it into a folded sheet, allowing its consciousness to be carried, but just as it breathed a sigh of relief, it discovered that the folded sheet already contained a consciousness imprint, which was now merging with its own consciousness.

"This... this is?" the spirit guide exclaimed in disbelief, thinking it had misseen.

It never expected that after the patroller saved it, it would receive a consciousness imprint—what could this mean? Was it afraid it would be trapped in a mental cage as before, so it established a mental link in advance to make rescue easier?

It unconsciously thought optimistically, for it could not believe that the spirit patroller would establish a mental link with it—something every guide dreams of—how could such great fortune fall upon it?

Spirit patrollers are mysterious beings; although these guides can summon them to attack the godstar, speaking to them is impossible. The other's angry snort earlier was already a rare interaction.

To be honest, the spirit guide secretly felt a bit of glee: the patroller lord snorted at me—do you have that too?

It never expected greater joy to come in succession: the patroller lord not only saved it but also established a mental link—does this not make it a close relative of the patroller lord?

When some spirit guides summon the patroller, perhaps due to distance or insincere faith, the call goes unanswered; if I establish a mental link with the patroller lord, would not every summoning succeed?

These thoughts flashed through the spirit guide's mind, then Ange shifted it into the consciousness space, where Nai Ge Li Si and others blinked in confusion: "Is this guy misunderstanding something? Ange branded it with a consciousness imprint—why is it so excited?"

Antony, however, could understand this emotion, saying with a smile: "It was originally a drifter, now suddenly taken in as a knight by nobility—though it lost freedom, its status is no longer the same."

Upon hearing this metaphor, Nai Ge Li Si and others immediately understood; in fact, it is even more extreme, equivalent to a divine official of the Holy Light Church directly becoming a divine envoy—a status beneath the divine yet above all beings.

"Since it thinks this way, the lord cannot act directly; I shall do it instead." Antony said.

Originally, the plan was to engrave the imprint and then directly search its memories, but since it thinks this way, it must not be wasted—after all, soul-searching is a one-time act, whereas keeping it provides a familiar hand versed in foreign spirits and the void.

After the spirit guide reconstituted its form, Antony emerged, startling it: "Who!"

"Hello, I am Antony. Do you have a name?" Antony asked coldly.

The spirit guide eyed Antony suspiciously; the faint mental link let it realize it shared the same subordinate relation with this Antony before it.

"Are you also a subject of the patroller lord?" the spirit guide asked tentatively.

Antony said in a flat tone: "Yes, the patroller lord arranged for me to come... bring you along? I'm not sure if that's the meaning—do you have a name?"

Antony's hesitation directly dispelled all the spirit guide's doubts, for it felt the same.

The patroller lord is hard to deal with—like helpless believers who can never receive a god's reply, only able to guess blindly; Antony's so-called "bring you along" is probably also a guess.

"You can call me..." the spirit guide pondered for a moment, then said: "Dalisso, a name I used long ago."

Antony's heart stirred: "Long ago? You were previously...?"

Antony had long noticed the spirit guide's language was quite "rich"—words like "damn it," "fortunately," "excessive," "customs," etc. —all very planar vocabulary.

To have "damn it" there must be life and death; to have "customs" there must be wind and air—but where is wind in the void? How could a spirit guide die?

Any vocabulary is tied to one's environment of growth, so Antony suspected the other had once been a planar being.

"I was once a human." Dalisso said.

Antony was stunned—he really was stunned—having guessed the other might be a planar being, but never expecting it to actually be a human? Can humans become spirit guides?

He had thought that even if it were a planar being, it should at least be something like a dragonkin, akin to the bloodline left by ancient time-space dragons—he never considered humans.

Humans have only a hundred-year lifespan—how could they become spirit guides?

"How did you become your current existence?" Antony asked doubtfully.

Dalisso said: "Even when I was still human, I often heard a voice guiding me to continually transform my life form, until I became what I am now."

"Just that? Nothing else?" Antony asked doubtfully.

Isn't this just a chosen one? Hearing a god's voice inexplicably, then step by step mastering divine power, finally becoming a divine envoy—how is becoming a spirit guide the same as becoming a divine envoy?

"Yes, just that—oh, and after leaving the plane, I slept for a very long time; upon waking, I had completely transmuted into a spirit form—what about you?" Dalisso said.

"I am the same—I am also human." Saying this, Antony manifested a human form, continuing: "But I have always followed the lord, never experienced sleep, and my form was bestowed by the lord."

"Ah? Your form was bestowed by the lord? Then you are a close relative of the patroller lord—later, please... please take more care of me." Dalisso somewhat awkwardly picked up the etiquette from when he was still human.

"Hehe, you are now too—your form is also bestowed by the lord." Antony said.

Dalisso immediately realized, his heart suddenly feeling closer: "Exactly, you and I are both close relatives of the lord—thank goodness the lord saved us this time, otherwise I would have been dead for sure. By the way, I don't know what the lord likes—I want to send something to express my gratitude."

"No need—what you could produce, the lord does not need; the star soul you once compensated the lord with, the lord also did not use, merely seeing your attitude was not bad, so it did not punish you, and even paid you a bit more attention—because you brought disaster and yet received protection, you fortunate fellow." Antony laughed.

After a chat, they quickly became familiar with Dalisso, unconsciously extracting much information.

Meanwhile, Lania stared at her empty consciousness cage, divine light flashing rapidly within; if translated, it would probably take tens of thousands of words—summarized, it means: Where is the guide? Where is the spirit guide? Where did it go? Are you all blind godstars standing there while the enemy ran off and you don't know blah blah blah...

Kelani came and only replied with one sentence, causing Lania to fall silent: "Lord Lania, even within your consciousness cage one can escape—this only shows that foreign spirits are also here."