The power that Rob put on the ring did not disappear. The ring was at the broken force at any time. Phoemoth did not dare to hesitate anymore and transferred to the soul sacrificed by Rob as fast as possible. Who knows if Rob would fail in the next moment and really crush the ring? If that were the case, it would be too unfair to dissipate.

The ring emitted a strong fluctuation. The fluctuation was bound by a certain force into a beam, and it was shot in a fixed direction, and shot straight onto the soul fire. After a while, the soul fire, which was drifting with energy but weak, seemed to have gained life. The center of the flame lit up, and a unique aura gradually emerged in the flame.

After thirty minutes, the fluctuation stopped, and the ring became ordinary again, like a dead object, while the soul fire became extremely soul-stirring.

Then, a thought came from the soul fire. I scanned Rob up and down, and suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, it's actually a soul structure?... It's not a life, nor an undead creature. How to deal with this situation? Well..., constructing a soul is also a kind of soul, just treat it as an undead creature."

Rob had heard this passage, with the same speed and tone, almost exactly the same when he paused, as if Phoemoth had forgotten that he had said the same passage. Could it be because he was still spiritually imprinted when he said this passage before?

The spiritual imprint has no memory. It is a mark left by the original owner. It will only remember what the original owner knows, and will never know what the original owner does not know, let alone record these things.

He was able to talk to Rob just now, maybe because of the ring itself. When the spiritual imprint turns from the ring to move into the soul, the things recorded by the ring are gone, so he can't remember the same thing he once said.

After understanding the reason, Rob stopped listening to him and continued to repeat the previous process, and said directly: "Now this world has become a world where all life races are, and the undead creatures have almost become extinct..."

Only when the spiritual imprint moves into a new soul, Phoemoth has truly become a creature. Although this soul is countless times weaker than his former soul, it is at least complete.

After digesting the situation Rob said and combining his current situation, he immediately guessed something that Rob had not said: "You threatened me with destruction to transfer my brand into the fire of the soul you precipitated? So I became your people?"

"Yes." Rob nodded, confirming his guess.

A wave of thought came from Phoemoth's soul. After a while, he said, "That's it. Anyway, it's just a mark. When so many marks were cast, it wouldn't be so unlucky." Phoemoth's tone seemed a little indifferent, but Rob was attracted by the content in his words.

"Did you sprinkle a lot of similar marks at the beginning?" Rob asked.

"Of course." Phoemoth said angrily: "It is to prevent unpredictable accidents like the present. One more spiritual mark is equivalent to one more insurance. Now that I have become this state, my mark can be considered useless."

"How many marks are there in total?" Rob asked. He didn't want a few Phoemos to suddenly collapse one day. He was puzzled. Although all of those marks could not be successfully awakened, Rob still needed to be mentally prepared.

"My mark is the fourth mark. I can remember the numbers in front, but I don't know how many marks are separated afterwards." Phimos answered very well, and asked curiously: "What are you asking about this? Do you still want to find out all the marks?" Phimosvo asked happily: "If you have plans for this, I can provide clues to the first four marks."

Now it was Rob's turn to be puzzled. This was obviously a spiritual imprint made by his master consciousness. Instead of thinking about ways to cover it, he encouraged Rob to search. Does he think that Rob would kindly release them?

As soon as Rob asked this question, Phoemos immediately spoke in a serious tone and said seriously: "Don't you feel that my character and behavior are very strange?"

Rob shook his head. He did find that Phimosven is different from ordinary people, but he didn't think it was strange, because he himself was not a normal person. A dead person like Phimos might be normal for him to be strange?

"The spiritual imprint is not separated at will. What is separated must be a certain personality of the original will. In other words, my current personality is incomplete, and my memory and knowledge are incomplete. So as long as you find other spiritual imprints and let me swallow them, my personality will become more and more complete." Fearing that Rob would not understand, Phoemos explained in great detail, obviously this was a very important thing for him.

But Rob still didn't understand: "If you swallow all the imprints, aren't your original will all be destroyed by you?"

Now it was Phoemoth's turn to be confused: "I have gone from a brand to a soul, and I am a new individual. What does the arrangement of the will in the past have to do with me? You can't harm my interests just because of his arrangement, right? It is very important to make my soul complete."

Rob was speechless. It seemed that there was a fundamental gap between him and Phoemoth's concept. Fortunately, Phoemoth's idea was what he wanted to do, which could be listed as a long-term goal.

Speaking of this, Phoemoth suddenly complained: "I said Rob, you wouldn't want to just leave me here all the time, right? Fortunately, find me a body or something so that I can restore my soul strength as soon as possible! To be honest, you are too stingy. The soul fire I gave is so weak. I think that the second most half-body skeleton in my territory back then did not have such a fragile soul."

Rob then discovered that Phoemoth's soul fire was still hanging in the air, and a trace of soul energy slowly dissipated in the air. Without sunshine and strong wind, the soul energy dissipated very slowly, but the speed of dissipation was always faster than the speed of growth. In just a dozen minutes, the soul energy consumed would take several days of sleep and could not be replenished.

Rob quickly moved a spirit raising box and stuffed Phoemoth's soul into it. The spirit raising box itself was created to nurture and strengthen the soul. It can not only replace the body to accommodate the soul, but also quickly collect the breath of death in the air. The effect of sleeping in the spirit raising box is better than sleeping in other places.

After getting into the spirit box, Phoemoth was not polite at all. After feeling the situation in the box, he immediately said: "The conditions here are good. I will sleep for a while. Take advantage of this time, you should prepare a body for me first, so as not to be weak, so as not to have no ability to protect myself. If possible, it is best if you can return the substitute to me. I am quite used to using that thing."

He really doesn't know how to be polite at all. Rob thinks that Phoemos is really similar to that Dourodo in one aspect.
Chapter completed!