Isaac had never heard of the undead army attacking the continent, but out of instinct, he had inexplicable fear of creatures like the undead.

In some ancient books, the undead are described as evil creatures with powerful soul power and difficult to kill. They devour humans and absorb the soul power in their bodies to feed on them.

Being able to fight this monster is enough to show how amazing the strength of the grandfather Isaac had never met in the old Hans.

"Your grandpa is an excellent soul master, but he is not a good husband, nor a good father."

"He was too paranoid. In order to train your father to be a qualified family heir, he even threatened the life of Ax's biological mother and forced him to practice soul art."

"This incident eventually led to your father running away from home and leaving Adra's homeland forever. Your father would rather live the life he wanted than the Duke."

"Of course, your father won't tell you about these things, and he doesn't want you to get involved in any trouble."

"Even at the last moment, your father still chose to push you away as the Black Cavalry spear penetrated his body, and he didn't want you to be hurt."

Upon hearing this, Isaac lowered his head and remained silent.

A few tears slid down the corners of his eyes silently. Whenever I remembered the last words Ax said, Isaac felt like a knife was cut.

Seeing Isaac crying, Hans paused, waiting for him to calm his emotions.

After a while, he continued:

"I said these things not to stimulate your revenge. What I want to tell you is that in this world, some things cannot develop as you wish."

"We all yearn for a better life, but war and suffering will always come quietly inadvertently. The only thing that can truly defeat power is strength."

"Isaac, now you understand. If you, who have the blood of aristocratic people, don't want your father's tragedy to repeat, then you must make yourself stronger. This is the only way to protect the important people around you."

Although Hans' voice was still vicissitudes, it contained a low force that echoed in Isaac's ears for a long time.

"My father is dead, right?" Isaac's face slowly dimmed.

Old Hans nodded and told him the information he had delivered without reservation:

"Reeby tried his best to save your mother and sister at the last moment and brought them to a safe place overnight. As for your father, Isaac, I am sorry that he failed to survive under the spear of the Adra Cavalry."

"Bang--"

The glass on the table was crushed by Isaac.

He didn't even notice his blood-stained palms, and only anger was left in his dark pupils.

That's right, Isaac no longer feels sad at this moment, or he's already crying a little numb.

If there is anything that supports his heart not to collapse now, it is definitely not a bullshit moral belief, but a naked murderous intent.

Whether it is a noble or an ordinary person, as long as you can become powerful and kill the enemy with your own hands, what's the harm even if you lose everything?

"I'm willing to join you because I want to become stronger." Isaac said firmly.

"Before that, you might explain to me, what kind of people are you?"

Old Hans smiled, and a certain kind of arrogance and pride appeared on his old face.

"Our name is the 'hidden man', that is, the man who hides in endless darkness and pursues light and truth."

"Isaac, there are many people in the 'Hidden Man' who have similar experiences as you. One thing I hope you can remember is that the goal of the 'Hidden Man' is never to sell hatred, but to create peace."

"Once you choose to join the 'hidden person', it means that you have to give up your right to freedom, and you must remain absolutely calm in every action, and proper tolerance is even more important."

"Of course, the classification of intelligence work is quite complicated. Every step from field inspection to classification to identification and public sale requires strict screening."

"Caroline will teach you these things in the future. In addition, we will help you open the soul seal, and then you can become a true soul master."

Old Hans' words are very attractive to Isaac.

He wants to become stronger, and he wants to become a soul master!

Looking at Isaac's extremely firm eyes, the old Hans nodded with relief and then said:

"You asked me before why I chose you, but it was not just because of your noble bloodline. In fact, this doesn't matter at all. What I really care about is..."

He said, stretching out his wrinkled dry palm, and his strong soul power suddenly began to condense at his fingertips.

Isaac was shocked to find that when the old guy was urging his soul power, six soul seals appeared on his forehead at the same time.

The 6 soul seals are evenly distributed on both sides above the eyebrows, and each soul seal emits a dazzling light.

Hans aimed his palm injected with soul power at Isaac, and after a moment, he sucked hard, and immediately grabbed the ring in his pocket accurately in the palm of his hand.

However, the next scene was jaw-dropping.

The faint green ring necklace suddenly burst out with light at the moment of contact with the old Hans, and strangely swallowed all the soul power on his palm in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, a soul seal on Hans's forehead quickly faded.

Even after making sufficient psychological preparations, Hans's face still changed when he felt the tide of soul power in his body.

In desperation, he quickly took off the ring to prevent more soul power from being absorbed, and at the same time began to restore his breath as much as possible.

Looking at the old man's slightly pale face, Caroline covered her lips in shock.

This was the first time she saw Old Hans showing such an expression.

This once powerful figure was actually afraid of a small ring.

"It's true, it's really the 'Ring of Spirits'. I didn't expect to meet it here."

Even an experienced old man like Hans can't help but show a look of surprise and shock when he sees the power of the "Ring of the Spirits".

"'Ring of Spirits'? What is that?"

Isaac felt a little confused when he heard this strange name.

Although he always felt that this ring contained unusual power, he had no idea of ​​its true purpose.

"A divine thing that can make the entire continent crazy, I really can't find a suitable vocabulary to describe its power."

Old Hans shook his head, with a very awe in his tone.

"Grandpa Hans, is this really the spirit sealing ring that surpasses the S-level Horcrux? But how could it be..."

Caroline obviously had a certain understanding of the Ring of the Spirits, but she didn't understand why the powerful Horcrux, which was hailed as enough to change the strength of a country, appeared in the hands of a young man.

Hans said with a confident look on his face: "My feeling is not wrong, this is the Ring of the Spirit. Obviously, the boy named Mu Xi concealed his true identity from us. He was not called Mu Xi at all, this is a fake name."
Chapter completed!