My protagonist attributes have been discovered

On the bank of the Neihe River by the Wangchuan River in Hades, ten past eleven.

"...I know very well that I can control them if I want to."

Song Yangle's black|color|colored eyes looked at the flowing light on the river, he stretched out a hand, and made a movement similar to "grab" in the air, with a calm and slow voice:

"They're so fragile."

"Then, vulnerable."

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At the same time, the upper floors of the hotel in City C in the Human World.

"Ghost control?!"

Qiongqi, who waited for a long time for this answer, was disappointed on the other end of the phone: "Isn't this something that any human warlock can do?!"

"Heh," Ao Ye held the handle of the cup and chuckled, "I told you earlier, you should be patient."

"...Then tell me, what's so special about him being able to control |ghosts|?"

"The difference between controlling | ghosts and controlling | ghosts is the difference between the spells used by gods like you, me, Ying Long, and cultivators in this world - one is to use the source to disrupt the laws of operation of things in this world; the other One, but with the help of the power of […], on the surface it is used for its own use, but in fact, it is still confined within […].”

"..." After understanding his hint, Qiong Qi said quietly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean." Ao Ye smiled: "I found an interesting detail in Lou Xi's memory...

Song Yang Music Control|Ghosts use the blood that has already left his body and dripped to the ground. "

"..." Qiongqi, who has also seen how quickly the spirit left in this "unowned thing" "because of his own body", can be destroyed and seized, was silent for a while, "You mean, Is he like us, a god but not a man?"

"Maybe it used to be."

"...You fucking speak clearly!" Qiongqi was irritable.

"...To be clear," Ao Ye had no choice but to be honest with his friend's violent temper: "I'm not sure if he is now—weak, ordinary, and even hurt by humans. Is such a god still a god? "

"..." Qiongqi was speechless for a while.

"You see, you can't judge." Ao Ye smiled lightly: "Besides, besides us who already exist and those two, [...] are so stingy, in this world where the ladder has been cut off, where else can we be so stingy?" What about new gods?"

"...Then who is he?!" Qiongqi was completely impatient.

"Look at you, look at your impatience."

With a smile in his eyes, Ao Ye took a sip of coffee, looked outside and said comfortably: "So I told you to calm down, maybe I should have talked about it just now."

"...you say it!" Qiongqi said aggrievedly.

"Then I'll continue... Oh," Ao Ye said with a slight smile, "By the way, where did we talk before?"

"...You, say, he, can, accuse, ghost." Qiongqi's voice of gritting his teeth came through the phone signal.

"Oh, here~"

Ao Ye pretended to be stunned, and then said leisurely in the voice of grinding teeth on the other side: "I remember. Then let's go on..."

"Because I had the same doubts as you, I continued to search—and this time, I almost took the risk of alarming Yinglong and the others to find the next one, which I want to give you as a gift. main information."

"...?"

"I found it," Ao Ye smiled, "Song Yangle's hometown."

"……??hometown?"

"Correct."

"Is there anything strange about his hometown?" Qiongqi was at a loss.

"His hometown..." Ao Ye recalled the small village under the moonlit night, pinching the handle of the coffee cup, his smile widened: "The current location is a highway."

"...???!"

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△ Special note:

【…】: The way of heaven - can't be said, can't be said.