Chapter 10: Spirit Crystal Servant and the Great Yellow Wasp

  "What is this thing, 'Soul of the Psyker'?"

  Lizhede's words made Malong almost immediately ask in response.

  "It means that you are someone who doesn't need to undergo the cruel and perilous mental training like ordinary mentalists, repeatedly conquering the dark fragments in your mind to gain a tiny bit of controllable spiritual energy. Even if you do nothing, think nothing... the soul of a mentalist will still fill your mind with controllable spiritual energy."

  The completely retracted attacking posture of Liruide Master, on the other hand, gave a straightforward answer to Malong, but soon he muttered in confusion: "It's really strange, why has there never been any abnormal phenomenon caused by spiritual energy leakage around you? Not even a bit of abnormality has appeared?"

  After muttering to himself, Master Liruid finished and curiously looked up and down at Malong, making him feel extremely uncomfortable all over.

  To divert Master Druid's attention, Marlon asked a question he had been wanting to know for a long time: "I heard that Soul Masters are very evil beings?"

  "Preposterous!" Master Druid Lichard rebuked Marlon's notion without hesitation: "In the dark fallen hell of demonic tribes, there will be those who yearn for light and become white demons; among druids who love nature, there will also be withered ones. How can all soul mages be evil beings?"

  "But I can find information on the Infernal tribe, yet I couldn't find any written records related to the new Spirit Sorcerers except for this general description of a Mind Mage as the origin of fear and pain, and the ruler of others' minds and thoughts."

  Malong nodded, accepting the words of Lizard Druid Master, but immediately he raised new doubts - since that continuous coma for three days, Malong has been consciously searching for information about Mind Mages, unfortunately, no results were found.

  The question was so sharp that Master Druid Lycan began to hesitate whether or not he should reveal the secret related to the Psionicist that had happened a long, long time ago in Baisha City.

  "That's because—"

  Just then, a loud and clear voice came from far behind him into Malong's ears.

  This voice, Ma Long had never heard before.

  And turning around to look in the direction of the sound, Malong also saw a strange old man with silver hair combed neatly.

  "There was once an evil spiritualist who almost destroyed this White Sand City with his spiritual energy."

  This completely unfamiliar elderly male human used a loud and clear voice to replace Lizard Druid Master, partially revealing the secret of why Malong couldn't find any books about Mind Mages in Baisha City.

  "Thank you for your answer, may I ask who you are?"

  Ma Long nodded politely and asked half a sentence.

  This white-haired old man, dressed in a well-tailored and high-quality formal attire, came to this beach, who would have thought he was here for swimming.

  "You're the one who called me, Mr. Delft." As he spoke, the white-haired old man had already arrived in front of Marlon, and after saying his own name, this white-haired old man showed a seemingly sharp smile to the little fox girl Amy: "Little Amy, long time no see, is that unreliable old dad of yours doing well?"

  Huh?

  Is this Delft, where the cute little fox girl Amy and Police Chief Bernard are familiar?

  Ma Long lowered his head in surprise and looked at the little fox girl. He saw that she was facing the white-haired old man, Delbert, baring her two small canine teeth and waving her small fist with a huff.

  "Hmm, looks like your unreliable old dad is doing okay for now, so I can rest assured."

  The little fox girl's reaction caused the white-haired old man Delbert to reveal a faint smile.

  Now, Ma Long was completely confused about the relationship between the little fox girl's family and this Delft.

  "Excuse me, Mr. Delft, what is your relationship with Uncle Bernard's family?"

  If you can't understand it, then just ask directly.

  "What's the relationship?" The white-haired old man's gaze finally shifted back to Malong: "Malong-Liszt, you can go ask that stinky little Bernard, he'll tell you the answer to this question."

  The old man with white hair did not answer Ma Long's question, but instead directly said out Ma Long's name and surname.

  Ma Long was not surprised, because now in Baisha City, citizens with a little heart can refer to the descriptions of him on the densely advertised newspapers and recognize him effortlessly.

  The only thing that puzzled Malong was Dail's attitude towards him -

  Although maintaining a superficial respect, it's more like treating me as a little kid just like Ai Mei, and there's that condescending attitude naturally revealed in the tone... This is really, very annoying!

  No wonder Little Ai Mi showed such an obvious hostile attitude towards Dalfred from the very beginning.

  "Akhnivassen Sessen——, Borusentwin, Yinosutoro Kaka."

  The old man with white hair, Delft, spoke in a strange and eccentric tone of voice, as if he had suddenly changed his mind.

  "Mr. Delft, what language is this?"

  There was no doubt that Ma Long did not understand at all.

  "Nothing, just a sentence to help spiritual practitioners shape the soul of their crystal slaves."

  White-haired Delft, with a look of interest, gazed at Malong and said, "Soul Crystal, the manifestation of a Mind Spirit's ability to materialize spiritual energy. You can use it to replace yourself in many things."

  "You can imagine the shape and color of your crystal servant while reciting the incantation." Let a spider-like crystal servant unfold its slender legs on the palm of your hand, it naturally transforms into a black snake spitting out snake letters, followed by a large black butterfly, a large black poisonous bee...

  The white-haired Delft repeated the soul mantra he had just said slowly: "Ahniva Sersen, Borsen Tewin, Ynost Kaka."

  It seemed to be echoing the curse of Delft, that had already transformed into a giant black poisonous bee spirit servant, with three faint white light rings appearing on its abdomen and back.

  "Malong, my friend, do not do as he says! Nor should you imagine a spirit crystal like his!" Liruide suddenly jumped up, trying to stop Malong from reciting the mind incantation: "He is a three-ring spiritual master!"

  The problem is, Master Druid's intervention came too late.

  Malong, in the white-haired Delft, had already followed his heart and silently recited this mantra once when he repeated it slowly for the second time.

  Even muttering incantations is not serious enough, the most serious thing is that Ma Long was thinking of a big yellow bee, which is also in bee form but cool and handsome, while he was muttering the heart mantra.

  Okay, to be exact, Ma Long was probably thinking of the bright yellow Chevrolet Camaro that transforms into Bumblebee in the movie Transformers.

  At that moment, almost simultaneously with the loud voice of Master Lirien, a radio broadcast with a hissing sound appeared in Marlon's mind.

  “My－lord……BUMBLEBEE，at－you－service。”

  "My master... Great Yellow Jacket, at your service."