Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Wizards can distinguish between living and dead things by their vitality, and this ability will be enhanced when their wizard power is full.

Even dead things have life.

For example, the vitality of living things is like a "positive afterimage", while the vitality of dead things is like a "negative afterimage". Taking color vision as an example, the hue of the positive afterimage is the same as the hue of the original stimulus, and the hue of the negative afterimage is the complementary color of the hue of the original stimulus.

The vitality that Moshe felt was dark, smelly, and rotten. It was an existence that deviated from life, like a howling hell or an endless abyss.

Chaos swept into his mind with darkness, even causing him to recall some desperate and painful memories.

The witch clan was destroyed, natural disasters struck, and close friends died tragically... He stood at the top of the world and possessed enough power to subvert the world, but he was still unable to compete with that existence.

"Keep calm, Moshe," he said to himself. "You are trying to change your fate."

So Mo Xie took a deep breath, took away the handkerchief, and then exhaled slowly.

My mind became much clearer and I gradually got used to the foul smell.

Has there been a murder here? Moshe looked around.

No, it was worse than the nature of the murder, similar to the forbidden witchcraft used by the ice dragon wizard in the Frost Tundra ruins.

But this building was filled with magical power, without any signs of witchcraft, let alone witchcraft arrays.

in the end……

Mo Xie withdrew from the perception field and weakened his physical senses with his mental power. Seeing that Colin was not surprised at all, he asked softly, "Did Marquis McIntosh know about this a long time ago?"

Artborg McIntosh's title of Grand Lord is not just for show. He has been fighting outside for many years and is naturally very sensitive to this kind of aura.

Colin nodded slightly, then pointed his index finger in the air. "They seem to be very confident in their magic. In fact, the completion of this 'infinite space' is not high. There are many loopholes. We can get out at any time."

The thin film of magic power covering Moshe's body trembled, and another wave of magic power was generated in the space.

Colin added: "Associate Professor Clapham is with the Marquis of Mackintosh."

Moshe recalled what Frohn said, that the direct bloodline of the Clapham family would only awaken a kind of holy ritual called "spiritualism", which could see ghosts and communicate with them.

This means that they can learn the truth from the dead.

"Let's wait and see." Mo Xie slowly walked inside.

Since they had to be on high alert, they could not relax at all. They could only carry their weapons with them and find a comfortable place to rest and recover their spirit and physical strength.

The beds in the magic space are all made of real materials, with cotton and linen sheets and pillowcases, hard bed boards, and bedding of moderate thickness, which can barely be considered the specifications of a medium-sized hotel.

Moshe and Colin sat opposite each other and expressed their opinions: "Prince Jose of Qiding seems to be very concerned about magic."

"Oh?" Colin put on his round-frame glasses again and squinted slightly.

Moshe repeated the brief conversation he had with Jose before entering the space.

“Perhaps, there is a magic that can enhance power by sacrificing living things?” He certainly didn’t know as much as Corindo when it came to magic.

Colin pondered for a moment and said, "About two hundred years ago, a black magician proposed a similar idea, but it was quickly rejected by the Magicians Association."

"Because it's unethical?" Moshe knew that he seemed ignorant for asking this question, but he wanted a more precise answer.

"In fact, this is a secondary reason." Colin tied his hair up with a brown hair tie. "The main reason is that his inspiration comes from a forbidden magic used by wizards. In the Kingdom of Rekton, and even in the entire Western Continent, the existence of wizards is a taboo in itself."

"What happened to that dark magician?" Mo Xie's intuition was telling him that he was getting close to the truth.

"My tutor told me that he later offended the royal family. Not only was he expelled from the Magicians' Association, but he was also stripped of his status as a Renekton citizen. He had no choice but to flee to other countries." Colin stared at Moshe with a subtle look on his face. "His name is Seqiuole Hadi. You may find this name familiar."

Cyrus Hardy...

Mo Xie pondered the name carefully, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "Jose?"

Colin smiled and nodded, "That's probably the case."

People in some countries in the East Continent would add the names of their fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers, etc. to their own names. Jose said part of his full name, Jose Muje Faridon Teguel Sechuole...

There are only two possibilities: duplicate name or the same person.

Now it seems that the latter is more likely.

Originally, Moshe was in the middle and back of the team, so no matter how sharp his hearing was, he couldn't hear Jose's self-introduction. Now he linked the black magician with Jose, and also revealed to Colin that he had special skills.

Colin was a very smart man, so he naturally noticed this. However, he said nothing and just waited quietly for Mo Xie to speak.

"Thank you for answering my questions, Senior." Mo Xie leaned against the wall, folded his hands on his abdomen, "I want to take a break now and organize my thoughts."

"If they make any move, you will probably warn me, right?" he asked jokingly.

Colin smiled and said, "Of course," then picked up his pillow and placed it behind his head.

The word "thank you" will become cheap if you say it too much.

Seeing Colin turn around to do other things, Mo Xie closed his eyes in peace, and his breathing became steady and long.

Speaking of direct descendants of the Clapham family, he also has one here.

[Owner! ]

As soon as Mo Xie's consciousness emerged from the sea of ​​​​consciousness, he was embraced by a familiar embrace.

[What happened to you last time?! You clearly said you would tell me after it was over, but I waited for one day, two days, five days, a whole week, and I still couldn't see you! Do you know how worried I was?! If I hadn't been able to understand your condition through that Libra, I would have gone crazy! I'm going to make a scene, I really am going to make a scene! I'm...]

The young man's clear and pleasant voice turned into heavy artillery shells, exploding one after another in Moshe's ears.

As soon as he thought about it, a piece of something like tape suddenly appeared out of thin air and stuck tightly to Nolan's mouth.

[Are you a child?]

He couldn't help laughing.

[Um! ]

Nolan nodded heavily after hearing this.

[I have been busy traveling recently, so I don’t have time to tell you. I did something wrong.]

Mo Xie slowly floated into the sky, overlooking the scene in the bright area.

[Mmmmm!]

Nolan pointed to his mouth and made a greasy heart shape with his hands.

[…I should get you some books on sign language.]

Moshe decisively revoked the ban plan.

[I just turned 18 this year! Of course I’m still a child!]

Nolan, who regained his freedom of speech, couldn't wait to make the "eighteen" gesture, held his head high and said with great pride.

[Eighteen-year-old boy, let's get down to business first.]

Mo Xie is quick to follow good advice.

[What do you want me to do? I promise I can do it better than Bellion!]

Nolan tilted his head, a bright smile on his face that looked angelic to his father Lovren.

[Why do you mention him suddenly?]

Mo Xie was a little confused.

[Because that guy is very troubled because you didn't summon him! He is not like me, living in your spiritual world. How can he get in without a key?]

Nolan narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile deepened, and his expression showed a tendency to collapse.

[I will allow you to temporarily escape from the spiritual world and use my body to perform the Clapham family's holy ritual of 'spiritual communication'.]

In fact, it is not possible to "borrow someone else's body to perform the Holy Sacrifice."

But the witch clan's heirloom, the Huankou, can turn the impossible into possible.

[Is there such a good thing?]

Nolan was stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually became hot, and he put his hands in front of him, like a fly rubbing his hands.

[Within one hour, find out what happened in this space. Write down their identities, characteristics, and abilities.]

Moshe floated in front of Nolan and stared into his honey-colored eyes.

[You can do this, right?]

Nolan kept smiling as he placed his right hand over his heart and bowed.

[Of course, my master. I will definitely complete the task perfectly, please rest assured.]

[There are other people in the room. I'll watch you. Don't do anything weird.]

Finally, Mo Xie added one sentence.

[Yes. ]