Daddy the Miracle Medic (Lachlan and Miranda) novel Chapter 552

Chapter 552 Harmless to Humans and Animals?

Looking at the giant face in front of her, Miranda was almost scared out of her wits!

Thanks to following Lachlan for some time now, she had come to understand many incredible things in this world. Otherwise, she would have fainted right then and there.

At this moment, the massive face flashed a smile that seemed to represent friendliness towards Miranda. But no matter how you looked at it, it was still creepy...

"Woman, don't be afraid. I mean you no harm! Just now I saved you," said the giant face.

The next second, the huge face turned into a humanoid phantom and communicated with Miranda through telepathy.

"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?" Miranda asked, filled with suspicion, taking a few steps back instinctively, wearing a wary expression on her face.

"In your words, I should be considered a ghost! You could say that I am the master of this place, but as for who I specifically am, I have already forgotten. It has been too long! I have been trapped here for far too long..." The humanoid figure's face carried a touch of lament.

However, the person as a whole seemed quite peaceful. Miranda looked at the figure, her expression slightly relaxed. Regardless, this "ghost" in front of her seemed approachable, without the same malevolence as other vengeful spirits.

"You are the master of this place? What is this place? Why did you save me?" Miranda calmed her mind a bit but remained cautious toward the humanoid figure.

"This place is called the Nest of Malevolence, filled with numerous wandering spirits and soul energy! I am the most powerful soul entity here; you can call me the Lord of Evil Spirits. I saved you because I want to cooperate with you! I will help you survive here, and in return... you will help me leave this cursed place, how about it?" The figure showed a trace of anticipation, smiling innocently as it asked Miranda.

Hearing this, Miranda's beautiful eyes flickered as she pondered something in her heart. The next moment, following the figure's words, she asked, "Help you leave this cursed place? How can I do that? And how will you help me survive here?"

"It's simple. Don't resist your consciousness, let me enter your soul and temporarily merge with it. By doing so, I can ensure your safety in this place. How about it?" Lord of Evil Spirits smiled.

Upon hearing this, Miranda couldn't help but take a few steps back, a horrified expression on her face. "Let you merge with my soul? Doesn't that sound like possession? Will I still be myself afterwards?"

"That's right! Woman, you may not know it, but you possess an extremely rare Intermediary Soul Physique that only appears once in a millennium."

"My soul is too powerful, and ordinary individuals' bodies can't withstand it. If I were to enter someone else's body, their physical form would directly collapse. But you... you can! Not only that, your physique can convert soul energy into absolute strength in your physical body. So, after temporarily borrowing your body, my strength will be unimaginable, guaranteeing your safety here."

"However, rest assured, even if I merge with your soul, you will still retain your own consciousness. It's just that this body will temporarily have two consciousnesses. If you sense that something is wrong and your consciousness resists or rejects, my soul will be forced to leave your body. In the end, the autonomy is still in your hands. Once we leave the Nest of Malevolence, I will also leave voluntarily! How about it?" Lord of Evil Spirits spoke with a hint of pleading.

The humanoid figure's voice carried a sincere tone, and its eyes in the illusionary form seemed filled with genuine earnestness.

Upon hearing these words, Miranda's expression became quite complex. Was she really this rare Intermediary Soul Physique? Others couldn't withstand his soul, and their bodies would collapse? But she could? Was it true?

Miranda felt somewhat unreliable.

What if the figure was deceiving her, and her body ended up collapsing?

Although the figure's words sounded sincere and it appeared harmless, she couldn't easily trust it. There's a saying, "speaking in ghostly riddles"... and this figure in front of her was indeed a ghost, and moreover, it seemed to be a king-level ghost.

Allowing it to enter her soul? Just thinking about it felt quite dangerous.