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M: TSIA Chapter 94: Doctor Druid
🕑 Added 2025-02-17 11:59:05 +0000 UTC"Can you tell me more about this magic?" Anthony asked, his voice sounding a bit sharper due to his desire to know more.
Lance pursed his lips and thought for a moment. "No problem," Lance finally replied.
Of course, there was no point in telling Anthony about the abilities of Zanpakuto, which far exceeded what most sorcerers could comprehend. But for low-level soul science, which could be said to be closer to magic, that was not an issue.
"Basically, this magic is just a different way of controlling energy," Lance said thoughtfully. "It's just that, instead of using worldly elements or external energy, I channel it through the power within me—my soul."
As he looked at Anthony, Lance could feel a shift in the energy around them—a deep curiosity and a desire to know more radiating from the old figure. It felt as if they were engaged in a conversation that was deeper than it appeared on the surface.
Perhaps, Anthony Ludgate could become a useful ally.
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Anthony is stubborn, but he is not a stingy person.
Lance paid a considerable price in the form of several low-level soul techniques to learn and acquire some quite practical Druid spells.
However, a greater surprise came when Anthony also gave Lance a Sling Ring, an item that drastically saves Lance's energy when teleporting. With this tool, Lance's travels would become much more efficient.
As the two of them were exchanging magic and deepening their understanding of each other, the New York police arrived at the hospital where they were.
After all, their previous fight had attracted public attention. Although Dr. Druid had erased the memories of everyone inside the hospital, there were still many eyewitnesses outside who witnessed the incident.
Of course, those witnesses only saw the flames erupting from the explosion on the roof of the building.
Fortunately, this was not a big problem.
With Anthony's spellcasting skills, a mere wave of his hand was all that was needed, and instantly Anthony's mental magic spread. In the minds of the witnesses, the incident transformed into a regular accident—a battery on the hospital roof exploded spontaneously. Fortunately, according to their "testimony," no one was on the roof at that time, only a few flowers and plants that were damaged by the blaze.
Meanwhile, Lance stood not far from Anthony, calmly observing the situation. Thanks to the concealment magic used by Lance, he was completely undetected by the police.
In fact... even if they were aware of Lance's presence, it wouldn't be a big deal. Anthony could resolve it with just a slight movement of his finger.
Lance couldn't help but admire this man. Anthony's mental power was truly extraordinary, comparable to a certain bald man that Lance knew.
By the way, speaking of illusions, Sōsuke Aizen's "Kyōka Suigetsu" is one of the best techniques. The illusion not only deceives the eyes but also completely controls the five senses of the enemy. Compared to Dr. Druid's mental magic, Aizen's illusion might even be more terrifying—more cunning, more dangerous.
In fact, Lance was tempted to try a similar magic on Dr. Druid, just to test the limits of the man's mental power.
However, after thinking for a moment, Lance decided against it.
Dr. Druid is a top-level expert in mind manipulation. If Lance were to play around with such magic in front of him, he might be seen as a provocateur or someone with malicious intent.
And to be honest, it would be a shame if the good relationship that had just been established were to be ruined by a careless act.
Better not to take unnecessary risks.
Watching Dr. Druid engrossed in his own thoughts, Lance could only let out a small sigh. He gazed at the man for a moment through the one-way glass, then waved his hand while saying, “Doctor Druid, it’s a pleasure to speak with you. But now I must go. If I stay any longer in this cursed place, I fear I will suffer from neurasthenia.”
Dr. Druid raised an eyebrow, looking surprised. However, a thin smile quickly formed on his face as Anthony said, “In our eyes, where is a place that is not the dwelling of ghosts?”
Lance shrugged casually. “At least in other places, the number of ghosts is fewer.”
The world seen by wizards is very different from that seen by ordinary humans. Just as Lance once opened Nancy and Sidney's eyes to see another dimension, for a wizard, monsters and invisible beings are always everywhere, leaping at the edges of reality.
The hospital, where life and death meet, is a paradise for these entities.
As he walked through the hospital corridors, Lance saw at least a dozen souls of recently deceased patients wandering with blank expressions. Some looked confused, as if they had not yet realized that they were dead.
In another corner, Lance saw a large skull floating above the head of a still-living patient, ravenously gnawing at the skull—an image that would make an ordinary person scream in terror.
Not far from there, a strange spider perched on the chest of another patient, its eight legs embedded in the victim's heart as if it were sucking something from there.
In the corner of the room, a small monster with a grinning smile crouched, watching everyone who passed by with a pair of glowing blue eyes that seemed to pierce the soul.
Those unfortunate souls were merely projections of people who had died, while the terrifying creatures were invisible demons that fed on human sorrow and pain.
The monsters were predators from another dimension, hunters who relished negative emotions like a lavish feast.
This place was truly haunted.
Spending too long here, or seeing this scene too often, could cause anyone to experience endless nightmares.
Lance began to admire Dr. Druid more and more. He couldn't imagine how Anthony could work in a place like this for such a long time—a real hell hidden behind the curtain of the human world.
In the midst of Lance's reverie, the sound of a phone ringing broke the silence.
