"How terrifying… Just a single trace of the soul's consciousness, and it's powerful enough to speak," Felix muttered with a sigh.

The previous owner must have been incredibly powerful.

After killing Horace, Felix destroyed the entire factory to avoid leaving any clues. Fortunately, Horace had picked a quiet place without any cameras, as he wanted to kill.

It was in an alleyway beside the village, so there was less work to clean up.

"Wait… Ashton?" Felix suddenly stopped, stunned. The name of the soul's consciousness mentioned seemed to finally register in his mind.

As he thought about the terrifying strength, it was truly possible that it was Ashton.

"Fuck, Ashton Willis… Isn't he one of the Eight Guardians under the Ancient Sage? Why did he attach so much importance to this small fry? Was he one of his direct descendants?"

That had to be the only explanation! There was no other reason otherwise… Now that he had killed Horace, he could only hope that Ashton would find the mu