Li Cheng頤 had always been comfortably enjoying the bloodline power of the Evil Flower, which had eliminated all side effects, and the convenience of the Holy Spirit Art.

But the reality was, did these Flower Whisper powers really come without a price?

"Brother, I'm just making a suggestion. Actually, your abilities are very helpful for research. You can completely use them to build your own core strength," Iselin said.

"I understand. I should indeed start dealing with this issue later. The countless wonderful phenomena in the Dead Angle are endless resources of all kinds, aren't they? Explore all the unsolved mysteries and turn them into nutrients for my own growth… I understand."

At this moment, he thought of the set of damaged dark flower-scale armor he saw when he first inherited the Evil Flower.

That set of flower-scale armor clearly belonged to the previous owner of the Evil Flower, but now, he had disappeared.

If the Evil Flower could really naturally develop the strongest power, it wouldn't have been his turn to inherit it.

So, he had to change and forge his own path.

*Pu.*

Closing his notebook, he stuffed it into his trench coat pocket.

"Brother, the Dead Angle you're in is too far away, the intensity is too high, and there's too much interference. I can't maintain constant contact with you. If you have any problems, call out to me in your heart, and the mental imprint I left will reconnect our communication," Iselin said.

"I understand."

Li Cheng頤 nodded.

He went out the window to search the other three towers.

The layouts of the three towers were similar, but he only found two notebooks, and judging by the handwriting, they were clearly written by two different people.

After putting away the three notebooks, Li Cheng頤 finally headed to the central angel building.

He didn't go directly to the top floor from the outside, but still entered from the entrance at the bottom.

He went all the way up through the empty gray-white stone hall.

The exquisite patterns on the ground, the twisted symbol murals on the walls, and the snake trees and angels carved on the ceiling all clearly showed that many people had once carefully carved and arranged this place.

First floor. Nothing.

Second floor.

Rows of long tables were neatly arranged in the middle of the hall.

In the center of the densely packed stone chairs sat a gaunt figure draped in a gray-white robe, head bowed as if in prayer.

The figure was facing away from Li Cheng頤, motionless.

Li Cheng頤 ignored him and walked towards the stairs to the upper floor on the left.

*Kacha.*

He suddenly retreated halfway.

*Swoosh!*

A ball of gray, semi-transparent flame brushed past him and slammed into the wall.

The wall was undamaged, but the flame left a charred mark on the surface of the flower-scale armor on the back of Li Cheng頤's right hand.

Li Cheng頤 glanced sideways.

The skinny figure who had been sitting in the middle had stood up.

Beneath his gray robe was a skeletal face covered in something like a gray gauze net.

His right hand was open, and a ball of gray, twisted flame was burning slowly and semi-transparently, dancing in his palm.

"Could this be a Death Energy mage?" Li Cheng頤 wondered.

He watched as the other party raised his hand again, preparing to throw the semi-transparent flame at him.

"If he's a real mage, can I find a method of cultivation from him?" Thinking of this, Li Cheng頤's heart stirred.

The Seven Intent Holy Spirit Art belonged to an Eastern-style cultivation method from his previous life. Although it was strong, it couldn't help a person establish a basic system of development and research.

If he wanted to forge his own path, he had to collect a large number of various cultivation methods and compare and study them.

He didn't think his own wisdom could compare to the essence that countless other wise men had painstakingly summarized.

Therefore, collecting and learning was the fastest way to improve.

With his goal set,

Li Cheng頤's figure flashed and instantly disappeared, then instantly reappeared next to the gaunt figure.

"1+1=2," he said.

*Boom!*

The skinny figure's legs instantly sank, embedding themselves in the floor.

The incomparably hard gray stone surface couldn't stop his legs from sinking into the ground in a horse stance.

At the same time, the gray, semi-transparent flame in the figure's hand automatically extinguished and disappeared.

"Alright, now we're friends," Li Cheng頤 said with a smile. "Please teach me the basics of the attack technique you just used. Don't refuse, or I'll beat you up."

The skeletal gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, then pulled out his legs and walked to the left.

He walked to the wall of the hall and pressed it, and a secret compartment slowly opened in the white wall.

Inside the rectangular secret compartment were some books, some food, drink, and utensils, and spare clothes.

The skeletal gray-robed man rummaged through the books, took out a somewhat worn leather-bound gray book, and handed it to Li Cheng頤.

"Thank you." Li Cheng頤 looked at his natural movements, feeling more and more the terror of the Flower Whisper of Language Power.

No matter how many times he saw it, this Flower Whisper was so buggy that he was deeply impressed.

He took the book and put it in his trench coat pocket.

The book was also written in Shadra Lama language. He didn't understand it, but he could ask Iselin to learn it when he got back.

He had to say, meeting Iselin was one of the biggest gains he had made since becoming a Dead Angle person.

Otherwise, he would often have to face a treasure mountain and return empty-handed.

Holding the book, he put it in his trench coat pocket.

"Also, please help me find the Ring of Whispers. Don't refuse. I'll get angry if you refuse, and when I'm angry, I'll hit you," Li Cheng頤 continued.

“…” The skeletal gray-robed man was speechless. From his actions, they still retained some thought and consciousness.

Standing in place, the skeletal gray-robed man turned half a circle, found a direction, and walked straight.

Li Cheng頤 followed closely behind, his heart filled with anticipation.

The previous skeletons didn't know where the Ring of Whispers was, but this skeleton knew. Clearly, his status was much higher than those before.

Maybe…

Before long, the two arrived at the staircase leading to the third floor.

The skeleton stopped and pointed to the third floor, looking at Li Cheng頤.

"Is it on the third floor or above?" Li Cheng頤 understood what he meant.

Clearly, the skeletal gray-robed man only knew that the Ring of Whispers was upstairs, but he didn't know exactly where.

"Looks like I can't avoid it after all…" Li Cheng頤 sighed and patted the skeletal gray-robed man on the shoulder.

"Thank you, brother."

He stepped towards the third floor.

Walking up the long stone stairs, he looked back at the skeletal gray-robed man at the corner.

He had silently returned to the spot where he had been doing a horse stance, re-embedded his legs, and was quietly waiting for the Flower Whisper's effect to pass.

Li Cheng頤's heart stirred slightly, and he waited for a while.

Calculating the time, after about five more minutes, the skeletal gray-robed man pulled out his legs, looked around, and returned to the center to sit down again.

"Adding it all up, it's twelve minutes?" Li Cheng頤 looked at his mechanical watch.

Ever since he discovered that electronic equipment was greatly restricted, he had gotten a mechanical watch that was as accurate as possible for use in the Dead Angle.

"Your strength is much stronger than those ordinary skeletons below. I'll call you Skeleton Mage."

He withdrew his gaze and continued upwards.

Arriving on the third floor,

It was a wide stone corridor.

To the left was a terrace with no windows or doors. With just a turn and a sprint, one could jump down from the upper floor.

Walking forward a few steps, he soon saw a white-armored figure standing by the terrace, looking down at the scenery.

That was the heavy-armored man he had fought the first time he entered this place.

*Kuang Dang.*

The white-armored figure turned around, raised his heavy sword, and strode towards him.

"1+1=2," Li Cheng頤 said.

*Boom.*

The white-armored figure's legs sank into the ground, his heavy sword drooping, and he stood motionless in place.

Li Cheng頤 was about to move forward when his heart suddenly stirred.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Help me clear the way forward and take down all the obstacles. If you don't help me, I'll get angry, and when I'm angry, I'll hit you. You don't want that, do you?"

“…”

The white-armored figure paused, pulled out his legs, and turned to move forward.

He actually started clearing the way for Li Cheng頤!

“…” Li Cheng颐's eyes widened. He was just trying it out, but he didn't expect it to actually work??

The white-armored figure was very tall, about two meters three or four, even taller than he was now. Because of the heavy armor, his figure was also much more burly.

Walking in front, he seemed to completely block him from behind, making him invisible.

"Wait for me, or I'll hit you!"

Li Cheng頤's expression changed, and he quickly gave an order, then turned around and rushed downstairs.

Soon, the Skeleton Mage who had been there earlier followed him upstairs and walked behind the white-armored figure.

"Let's go. If you don't want me to hit you, clear the way for me!"

Li Cheng頤's language gradually became fluent.

He walked forward along the corridor.

Soon, one, two, three, four…

More and more white-armored figures joined Li Cheng頤's team.

They walked in a row at the front, with the Skeleton Mage at the rear.

Li Cheng頤 stood at the back.

This Flower Whisper was an eye-opener. He could actually play it like this!?

A total of five white-armored figures, plus one Skeleton Mage, quickly arrived at the end of the corridor with him.

At the end, a two-winged angel in gray-white armor, holding a heavy sword, sat quietly on the steps, waiting for something.

It was the Balancing Angel.

"Chop him down! Or I'll chop you down!!"

Li Cheng頤 pointed at the angel.

*Bang bang bang bang bang!!*

Immediately, the white-armored figures were like wild bulls, raising their heavy swords and charging towards the Balancing Angel.

The Skeleton Mage condensed a ball of gray flame in the rear and threw it forward.

The Balancing Angel quickly got up, its wings unfolded, and white light shone.

It raised its heavy sword and swung it at the charging white-armored figures.

Countless white light points condensed and appeared on the blade.

*Boom!!*

The strong wind pressure and impact force escaped from the sword, filling the entire corridor, like a large ball of twisted, transparent water, rushing towards the group of white-armored figures.

*Bang bang bang bang!!*

With continuous sounds like bowling pins, the white-armored figures were easily knocked away one by one.

The Skeleton Mage's gray flame also collided with this ball of distortion.

*Boom!*

The flame exploded, and the distortion faded a little.

At this moment, Li Cheng頤 had approached the Balancing Angel to within twenty meters.

The range of the Language Power was twenty meters!

"1+1!"

"Equals 2!!"

He shouted loudly forward.

If he could control the Balancing Angel… and have the Balancing Angel's balancing ability fight the Silent Angel on the top floor…

Forcibly pulling his own power to be the same as the other party's, he was really a little curious as to who was stronger, the Balancing Angel or the Silent Angel.

(End of Chapter)