The Ruins Underneath the Volcano (1)

‘Ungrateful kid…’ Henn sounded a bit unhappy upon hearing what Angele said. ‘Alright. Come on, I’ll transfer the soul pattern and mentality wave modification method to you.’

Angele was not concerned. Standing amidst the strong winds, he raised his right hand.

A small white light ball was conjured atop his palm. The ball of light looked like a translucent spinning glass ball and there was a strange black insect inside it.

The insect looked identical to a scorpion. It had two claws and one needle on its tail. The only difference it had were the black spikes on its back.

Angele narrowed his eyes and observed the glass ball.

‘What’s this?’ he asked.

‘It is called Spike Scorpion, just a specimen. This scorpion is easy to find in the wild, but it has many different forms. A part of the boy’s soul was trapped within this specimen. Actually, it’s not really a scorpion but just a symbol now.’ Henn responded immediately.