Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 165 Wilderness Blightcaller (Two in One)

Like a festering sore on Mother Earth, the land is a withered yellow with the stench of swamp sludge.

Rotting animal carcasses heaved in the sludge, and the noise of airborne flies filled the otherwise clean sky with these stains.

The plants here are struggling, fighting for a life in the toxin-stained festering land.

For example, this fairly tough grass sprout shows tenacious vitality on this sick soil.

An ugly foot with deformed herpes trampled blades of grass into the mud, and it never got up again.

It was a tattered human body. His body was covered with lumps of flesh that looked like tumors or mushroom caps. Even the place where the skull used to be was replaced by a huge mushroom.He was covered in tiny yellow spots all over his body, and from the spots grew tiny white hairs that fluttered in the air, like dandelion seeds, and it was cute ignoring the tattered arm that was eroded by the spots.

It is alive, whether it is the caps that parasitize the limbs like beating hearts, or the spores that spray like breathing, it all shows this.

This deformed living body is the one who is qualified for this sick land.It is spreading its own vicious spores, allowing the vitality to concentrate in its body, this is the natural choice.It is the new form of life.

Then a sharp arrow that flew rapidly pierced through the body of this living body, and the huge impact force it carried was like a ballista for defending a city.It was instantly sent flying, and was nailed to the ground by arrows, but the higher existence of life was not afraid of such blows.There was a strange sound of rubbing in his cap, and the heat-sensitive organ had locked on to the intruder.

The long white hair is like flying snow, two long and narrow elf ears are drilled out of the fine hair, the delicate skin is like newly ripened fragrant fruit, and the two light yellow eyes are agile, as if they can talk, and they are confiding in their love at this time The loathing of this living being.

The elf girl's light blue hunting outfit was hidden under the dark gray cloak, and the hunting bow in her hand hit the next sharp arrow.

Seeing that the monster life form was about to struggle to pull out the arrow, the white-haired elf girl withdrew her bow instead.

"I leave it to you, Uncle Hynes."

Unnoticed by anyone, a male elf carrying a wooden lantern appeared behind the living body.

The man in his twenties seemed to have an expressionless expression, and there were no ripples of emotion in the pupils of his eyes as he watched the restless parasite.

"For the balance of nature, please wither."

The lantern in his hand glowed white, but not warm.The falling sparks fell on the body of the living body. It was not ignited. Instead, it seemed to have encountered strong acid, and the body began to disintegrate. In the end, only a shriveled human skeleton was left, with a puddle of yellow pungent juice oozing. into the soil.

This change did not end, the land under the male elf's feet began to turn white, and this whiteness spread like a plague, and all the plants that touched it were withering and dying.

"What are you doing, uncle!" The elf girl ran over in a hurry, took out the green leaf pendant she was holding in her chest, knelt down on the ground, held it tightly in her palm, and began to pray.The green light began to shine, the bleaching of the land stopped, and the dead plants were revived.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and she looked at her uncle reproachfully, hoping to see a trace of guilt in those flat eyes.

"How can you kill them, they are life!"

Hines was not overwhelmed by his niece's questioning, and he was even quite dissatisfied with what the girl did.

"Fanilla, you are preventing the right thing."

"Moon God, are you crazy? Uncle? In the teachings of the priests, we are the guardians of nature."

Hines scoffed at the so-called sacrifice.

"Compared to the moon sacrifice, I prefer the Senate, and I have been protecting the balance of nature from the beginning to the end."

Fanila's eyes were full of disbelief.

"You have changed, Uncle. You used to not contradict your mother, nor run away from home, nor live in a human city to serve those barbarians. You also violated the mission of the elves, you harming nature."

“I have changed because I have learned the truth, the truth about our race being hoodwinked. I would certainly rather work with those who have a vision than with some escapees who live in their own world. For the sake of nature, local The correction is worth it."

"I really can't believe that the relatives I wanted to find after trekking across mountains and rivers turned out to be like this now."

"When the Secret Council notified me, I couldn't believe it. The meeting with my niece was actually in the cell of Wandering City. She was arrested on the charge of following the criminal gang in the light and shadow area to cheat with immortal jumping!"

Fanila's face turned red, "They told me they wanted to find a just lady to punish some lewd and obsessed bad guys. I didn't know they actually made a profit out of it."

"That's why I was able to fish you out so quickly, because you're just a fledgling silly girl being used."

Fanila fought back in embarrassment, "I don't care, Uncle Haines, you just turned bad! You are the best young druid in Fallmwood, what happened to you, you are now using such evil spells hurt nature."

"Withering magic is not evil, you dream elf idiots, so is Doruto, and so is Frannel, you are all a group of idiots, idiots who look at nature one-sidedly. You can't understand what kind of great power I control, Because your vision is as narrow as it was 50 years ago."

"Death is not terrible. It is just a part of nature, just like life, but you fools have abandoned it like shoes. Look at this land. This is what the future looks like for you blind people."

"You nonsense! This land is sick, it needs to be healed, not killed!"

Hines looked at the angry niece, and the excitement in his chest subconsciously dissipated.

He spoke flatly, without any emotional ups and downs as usual.

"Do you still remember when you were promoted to the second rank, Fanila?"

"Of course I remember," the elf girl looked at her pendant, "The force of nature entangles my body, my body is cheering in this vitality, my strength is growing, my life has reached a higher level, and my vitality is washing away. My body, my parents poured the dissipated vitality into this green leaf, and it became my second level ability."

"Why, every time we advance to a stage, we will have new abilities? Why, every time we are promoted, we will take the risk of failure and injury? Why, we will have energy dissipation. Could it be that our bodies really can't bear the power they produce by themselves? magic?"

"The teaching of the sacrifice, this is the challenge of life, just like a herd of deer avoiding the pursuit of predators, only by doing our best to fight hard, we will bloom a life far superior to our own, and we will be rewarded by the sublimation of life. It is our ability. It is a gift from the gods."

Hines listened carefully to Fanila's words, just like what every dream elf would have heard when they were young, nothing changed, unchanged, stubborn, stupid.

"Fanilla, do you know that all creatures will develop new abilities when they are promoted, even if they are atheists or enemies of the gods."

"That's, that's because the gods mercifully blessed every life."

"That's because of restrictions. When every living being is promoted, his life will instinctively impose restrictions on him, like an invisible wall, which will suppress the living being itself. Because every higher life is born, Both mean the accumulation of limited resources. Even if you pass through that restriction, that restriction will leave traces on you. Naturally, it will also instinctively limit your future, and use part of your strength to feed back the world .Ability is the bargaining chip that nature collects power from our body. There is no gift, no handout, only transaction."

"However, there will always be some greedy creatures in this world. They want to enjoy the convenience of their abilities, but they don't want to lose their abilities. They broke the restrictions. And nature also punished them. Their bodies twisted and lost their original coordination , deformed, split, devoured. These Limit Breakers are the disease of the world, they take the power of nature as their own, and expand infinitely."

"As guardians of nature, we should kill them instead of using our power to correct his limits, for his greed will still break them."

"This is the magic of withering. It gives death to all things, and the fallen leaves return to their roots."

"Death is the greatest limitation of living beings, and also the last protective barrier of nature."

Fanila was thoughtful, and she seemed to think of something.

"Those liches! They passed through the barrier of death. Sure enough, they are the destroyers of nature."

Hines looked at the excited Fanila, his niece was still as startled as before, even though her appearance had matured, she was still the little girl who was catching insects and birds in the forest in her heart.

Why did her personality become like this? My elder sister, Frannell in my memory, is a standard and quiet dream elf beauty. After getting married, she gradually adapted to being a mother, although she tried hard to hide her sense of existence at home. , but the streamer in the eyes often reminds those who talk, that he is still the shrewd flower of thorns.

As for his brother-in-law, Duoluduo, the newly promoted elder druid, although his relationship with him is not harmonious, it is not to the extent of hostility.This is precisely because his introverted personality, like the polite Clivia, is difficult to arouse disgust from others.This kind of habit of being kind to others but being indifferent like water makes him convincing and has many disciples at the same time.

So, who is this reckless niece like?

Hines interrupted Fanila's conspiracy theory. She had already fantasized about a group of liches secretly planning to destroy the world. It was nonsense.

"Fanilla, liches are not natural enemies. Don't forget, they are already dead, and they have not broken through the limit of death."

"But they're still acting like the living, like living things."

"This is also the reason why I am confused, Lich, why they are active, but I already have my own guess."

"What is it, Uncle Hines."

"I once communicated with a few friendly liches, and it was quite difficult. Because those skeletons only care about their own affairs, I once aroused the interest of a lich, and we went to the Light and Shadow I had a drink at the bar named Bloody Rose. Are you saying it’s funny? A dead man misses the taste of wheat wine. When the wine left down his spine, I forgot what to say. The waitress next to him praised him for his greatness, so our conversation can continue."

"The lich seems to be a population with obsession. They carry the memories of their lifetime, but not the feelings of the past, just like a person who keeps picking up memories but only carries a broken basket. They will be obsessed with a certain A single job, and indifferent to other things. Maybe that's why you guys have a bad impression of them, in fact, if your interests happen to coincide, they can be good friends. You know, there is a lich He even conducted an interview with me, saying that there will be related reports.”

"In my eyes, a lich is probably a remnant of the strong obsession of the living, just a beautiful dregs shattered by some dream chasers."

"In fact, I would like to learn more about liches and study death. I believe that they will be part of nature and become one of the guardians of nature."

Fanila's expression became a little strange, "Uncle Hines, did you communicate with a few Lich friends?"

"Yes, three. They called themselves Mister Battlecry, Mister Windfury, and Mister Deathrattle. They said they had won a great victory and were planning to hold a celebration banquet. By the way, the person who interviewed me at the time It is Mister Windfury."

"Did Uncle Hines read the one hundred and ninth issue of the Andrea News?"

"what is that?"

"The newspaper of Andry College, a school of witches. That newspaper is hard to get on our order side, but my friend on the chaotic side, that is, the fairy jump criminal gang once showed me one of them. Hear you I have reason to believe that it is the report of the interview with Uncle Hines."

"Really? Tell me quickly what my friends wrote."

"The news media of our college actually encountered a necrophilic albino weird male elf in Wandering City. Our staff was forcibly dragged into the Bloody Rose Peach Bar by him. After drinking us, his twisted desire was further released , but our witty Andrei members finally escaped from the tiger's mouth. Is this a distortion of human nature or a moral depravity? Does he have a strong mental illness? Is this one of the hidden dark sides of the beautiful city of Wandering City? .Because the task of follow-up reporting is too difficult, and for the safety of our media workers, there will be no follow-up reporting actions.”

"..." Hines brought the lantern close to his head, feeling the coldness of the flames. "I remember, Mister Windfury, looking forward to our next meeting."

"Don't think about it, Uncle, Andry College is all liches, they have disguises and code names, you can't find anyone."

"Tsk."

"Let's go on, uncle."

Hines made another point.

"Fanilla, if a living being breaks through its own limitations and breaks through death, do you know what it will become?"

"I already know what you mean, uncle, those who break the limit are the enemies of nature. Then, of course, the creatures that break the last limit of death are also natural..." Fanila thought of something, because this paragraph How familiar the description is.

"No weakness, no fear of life and death..." Fanila's pupils were wide open, and she held her head tremblingly, trying to shake off her thoughts.

"Fearless of life and death, extraordinary and supreme. Possesses the great power of the world."

"The enemy of nature, the most powerful breaker."

"It's the God above you."

　This can be regarded as a supplementary setting, there may still be flaws, after all, I am not a careful person.But when I wrote the last paragraph, woohoo!Goosebumps came up, so cool!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)