บท 1039: The Most Malicious Curse!

*Bang~*

A flash of glaring light, and the thirteen grass blades of Peacock Blue abruptly divided in four directions. That thin sheen of spiritual energy covering the grass blades were also gone, all of them absorbed by the Eight Tunes Golden Falcon.

Xia Fei had successfully forged his second soul weapon!

*Zoom*

Radix and Furball almost came flying in at the same time because the two had felt a very comfortable wave of energy. Furball languorously crawled toward the side of Eight Tunes Golden Falcon, using his tongue to lick the soul vessel as if he were tasting candy. It was both a strange but cute scene.

"Strange. Why has your creation of the Eight Tunes Golden Falcon into a soul vessel given me this very strong sensation of wanting to get close to it? I'm feeling this indescribable comfort all over my body right now." Radix shook his head as he wondered aloud about this.