The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

"Your Majesty, are you my master?"

The black spirit body has a vague shape, making it difficult to confirm the figure and face. The death fog diffused on the body makes her look like a humanoid ghost wearing a shabby cloak.

The hoarse cigarette voice had a unique charm. Because it was a female voice, Mu Hua used the pronoun 'she' for the ghost in front of him who seemed to be speaking out loud.

"Saber, is that you? How did you become such a ghost?"

Probably to suit the occasion, Mu Hua also gave an incredible reply to this newly enslaved monster.

"..." The spirit body was silent. It was obvious that the other party did not understand what Mu Hua meant.

"Ha! A dead soul? Master, this kind of waste is not qualified to be your dependent. Dirty dead soul, let me tear it apart!"

Monday is very resistant to the forced summoning of the orb. This resistance is not only because it is enslaved inexplicably, but it also does not like other monsters being enslaved by Mu Hua.

Especially after Mu Hua fed it the Philosopher's Stone.

Ever since Mu Hua took out the forced summoning orb, Zhou had been wary of the possible 'companion'. After determining the other party's race, Gouzi's wariness turned into full of malice.

"Shut up and look at me!" Mu Hua scolded.

Dead souls are the evolution of evil spirits. From this stage, ghost undead creatures have become a fatal threat to ordinary creatures.

Strictly speaking, ghosts are a kind of sandwich creature. They walk in the dimensional gap between the real world and illusion.

For humans, unless their own souls change, they cannot see the spirit body from a visual perspective.

Ordinary people cannot see spirits. At the same time, it is actually difficult for ghosts, evil spirits, and even evil spirits to reach humans who cannot see them.

Not being able to see spirits is not a bad thing, as this can also help you avoid being harmed by them to a large extent.

Ghosts are basically not harmful to ordinary people. Evil spirits and evil spirits can affect people's emotions to a certain extent. For those with extremely unstable emotions, evil spirits and evil spirits can also create some hallucinations for them.

But in essence, ordinary people who are hurt by both are largely because they scare themselves.

However, people like Mu Hua who possess spiritual vision can be directly attacked by the opponent.

Well, that's not right. It should mean that you can fight with each other and hurt each other.

This type of rules changes when it reaches the level of dead souls. The existence of undead creatures above dead souls is too strong, and they can already physically interfere with the outside world.

In other words, even if you can't see them, they can still stab you in the waist without you even realizing it.

This type of undead creature is very strange, but its combat capabilities are usually average.

Because they are pure spirits themselves, they have zero defense against attacks that can touch them.

So they often do things like possession, and more often they bully spirits with weak souls.

Weird, but not enough to watch, and for a person like Mu Hua who has spiritual vision, a servitude contract with high hopes can lead to a dead soul? This is somewhat disappointing.

But disappointment is a disappointment, who can make people well-behaved enough.

Look, look, it was a toss when this dog was summoned on Monday.

Look at this person, he didn't say anything when he came up, he just floated quietly for half a minute, and he immediately recognized the situation. He was just a model of bowing down, right?

The dead soul had no face, and Mu Hua could not see the other person's expression clearly, but the soul felt the other person's surrender, and the other person was floating quietly in front of Mu Hua, as if waiting for Mu Hua's reply.

"I summoned you. From now on, you will be called Tuesday." The other party was too direct. Mu Hua didn't care much about dead souls, so he changed the other party's name directly.

"Okay, I understand." Tuesday responded, turning its hooded head towards Monday. The two lights in the hood seemed to be its eyes.

"Bastard, I am Abuse Ji, the pale elegant woman, the Holy Spirit who gives comfort to the soul."

"Ignorant beasts can always be tolerated, but if you want to lose your joy, I am willing to give you eternal withering." It is confirmed that Mu Hua is its master. Obviously, Tuesday does not seem to be a good-tempered master.

"Abuse Ji?" Mu Hua was confused.

"..." Gouzi tilted his head. This dead soul seemed to be very awesome, but it didn't seem to have any idea.

After scolding Monday, Tuesday didn't hold on to the dog. Perhaps it had a cold temperament, so he responded to Mu Hua's question calmly.

"I was born of a devil's womb of struggle."

"The devil died during pregnancy. The devil's egg matured in death and was unable to break through the shackles of the mother's body. After experiencing mutual cannibalism in the mother's body, I was the only soul that was eventually trapped and died in the mother's body."

Tuesday explained calmly, Mu Hua seemed to sense endless malice from it.

"Ugh~, the demon soul is indeed stronger, but a dead soul is still a dead soul." Gouzi seemed to be a little uncomfortable with Tuesday's self-introduction, and when he retorted, his tone was not as fierce as before.

"You should know that you are now my dependent, right?" The various reactions after Tuesday's appearance were weird, Mu Hua asked in confirmation.

He is now accustomed to calling his enslaved subjects his dependents.

"Yes, I can take away pleasure and give it to the king, so we are loved by the dead and will eventually serve the king of the dead."

"I haven't heard of forced servitude, and I haven't heard of holding territory in the Abyss."

"So, my Lord, I am willing to offer you my eternal loyalty." Tuesday's figure was erratic, seeming to be making a bowing gesture.

Mu Hua heard it half-understood, but at least he confirmed one thing: Tuesday was very smart and stood with it, and Monday was a one-two punch.

After a brief exchange, Mu Hua probably understood Tuesday’s abilities.

The ultimate result of various behaviors of living things is basically physical and mental pleasure.

The Sadist can rob this pleasure and then give it to undead creatures who cannot experience pleasure.

To put it bluntly, if you eat, drink and have fun, you will only experience emptiness and withering, and others will accept the pleasure.

It's quite abstract and quite bad.

But Mistress is undoubtedly a treasure-like existence to undead creatures. As long as she can experience those 'stolen' pleasures, even a lich would be willing to kneel in front of Mistress and be a little puppy.

Well, although this ability seems to be of little use to Mu Hua, Abuse Ji has other values.

For example, it is much stronger than dead souls in promoting soul growth. They are soul comforters.

Soul growth?

It is true that both physical and mental health can be improved through meditation. In fact, spiritual growth can also be achieved through meditation.

But the mental effort is rather strange.

It needs to be beaten and stimulated, and the simplest, most popular, and most efficient method is to let the ghost-type undead creatures dig out your soul.

You can think about it, the sharp claws of the ghost are digging into your soul to tear it. If you don't control it well, you will be cold in a minute.

This way of working out should be considered strange, right? But it is in this kind of torment that the soul can grow strong.

There is a new Mistress among the family members, but now it seems that this Mistress should not be able to threaten the hell dog on the fishing rod at all.

Not only is it not a threat to Cerberus, but it seems that Cerberus's racial talent has the ability to specifically restrain spirits.

To Cerberus, ghosts are basically a snap.

Mu Hua let Tuesday attach itself to his soul, feeling the strangeness in his soul like a cat scratching it. It was a little itchy, a little painful, a little comfortable, and from time to time it would make the hairs all over his body tremble.

"On Tuesday, remember to remind me later that I will sell you an encyclopedia of massage."

Lifting the fishing rod, the skeleton warrior raised his knife, Mu Hua set up the 'Annihilator 1' light machine gun with a full magazine, and said to Tuesday in his thoughts.