free lich

After drinking the cup of dragon's blood, which was sticky like honey but tasted disgusting, Kyle didn't brush his teeth immediately as she thought, but because of the powerful effect of the dragon's blood, the whole body directly hibernated Now, both the older sister and the younger sister have already fallen into the deepest sleep. In fact, the effect of the cup of dragon blood prepared by Char Donghai for Kyle is somewhat similar to allowing Kyle to experience the realm of the Knight King one step ahead. Of course, it doesn’t mean that she is the King of Knights after drinking this cup of potion. In layman’s terms, it feels like trying to eat in a supermarket. On the basis of strengthening the body and soul, Kyle can briefly touch that realm. Such benefits That is, when her soul jumps again in the future, she will have experience to follow.

"After this little baby's body completely absorbs this cup of dragon blood, it is estimated that it will be able to reach the high-level grand knight, but in order to prevent her from having the same sequelae as you, I slowed down this process a lot. This is the function of the herbal medicine, which can make the dragon's blood slowly absorbed by her."

Don Quixote gently picked up Kyle and laid her flat on the bed, "Senior, how long will she sleep for?"

"Well, depending on her own situation, the longer she sleeps, the better the effect will be, but I still congratulate you, in the near future, maybe there will be another wife with the strength of a knight king, but you are indeed the most beautiful woman. weak. "

"The King of Knights?" Don Quixote gently stroked Kyle's forehead, "I guess, after she really becomes the King of Knights, the disease of this personality classification may heal itself, and by then she should It is the character of sister Kyle, but it will retain the way of thinking and handling of things of sister Kyle."

"Very likely. After all, this little doll escaped like this because she was not confident. When her strength is on par with your lover in Britain..."

"Your sister, my lover!" Don Quixote interrupted Xiaya Donghai's words with a helpless expression.

"Haha." Xia Ya Donghai didn't refute Don Quixote's anger, "By the way, I have some good news for you."

"Say," Don Quixote, who seemed to be a little tired, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette for himself. Recently, he found that his addiction to cigarettes was getting heavier and heavier. What harm did he do.

"The world of Faerun no longer regularly erases souls."

"Really?" Don Quixote was a little surprised when he heard the news.If this news is true, then it means that someone has modified the basic rules of the world of Faerun. It is conceivable how powerful this person is. In fact, Osiris popped out of Don Quixote's head involuntarily. "How do you know?"

"How do I know?" Shaar Donghai threw the empty bottle in his hand under the Wall of Sighs, and the bottle with a trace of his power directly scared the bunch of souls who died near the Wall of Sighs to flee. "Under Lao Tzu's wall, there are a bunch of mentally handicapped monster souls floating there. Under normal circumstances, these souls should have dissipated long ago."

"It turned out to be so," Don Quixote couldn't help being happy.As a lich, he doesn't need to rely on his body to fight.Because he has already died once, even if the soul leaves the body, it will not be taken away by Osiris, so that he can avoid most physical and pure elemental spells, that is to say, if he only uses the soul when fighting To fight, then except for spells that specifically target the soul, other attacks will be ineffective against him, "This is really good news."

"Yes, to be honest, the liches in the world of Faerun are very similar to a profession called ghost cultivator in our prehistoric world. They are the ghosts in the stories your father told you, and they belong to ghost cultivators."

"Do they have a phylactery too?"

"Is that true, but ah..."

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In the still stagnant river Styx, all kinds of souls were soaked in it, some with empty eyes, and some still struggling to climb to the bank, even if they were drowned in the river time and time again. The resentful spirit pulled back, but there is a particularly strange soul in it, it seems that the water of the Styx cannot stop her from wandering freely in the river, and she does not look like a pure human, but a half-orc , Of course, if Don Quixote was here, maybe he would probably recognize it. This is the first woman he had after he came to the world of Faerun, the cat person Shirley.

Even though she has been soaked in the water of the Styx for so many years, Shirley still shows no sign of being assimilated. Her eyes are still clear. In other words, she still has a sense of self. As for her, a slave at the bottom of the world The reason why she has the ability to resist Styx is because the bit of psychic energy that Don Quixote left in her soul was combined with her obsession.

In fact, even now, the cat person still hopes to see Don Quixote again. Of course, Shirley doesn't know that Don Quixote is not dead. In her memory, the powerful Safi has already died. Killed Don Quixote, so for so many years, when she found that she was able to wander freely in the river, she was always searching, looking forward to finding Don Quixote's soul, and even she had a little Hope, that is to continue living with this man in this terrible world.

But the reality is always cruel. If there is no accident, Shirley will always wander in the Styx until one day the psionic energy in her soul is exhausted due to the passage of time, and the trace of unwillingness in her heart will completely dissipate. In the underworld, of course, is there anything that is not accidental about anything that has something to do with Don Quixote?

For example, at this moment, Shirley, who has not spoken for many years, is wandering in the River Styx like a fish as always, but suddenly, as if she was fished out of the river by some strange force, she floated into the air .

Shirley, who had never encountered such a situation, seemed a little panicked, but when she looked around, she realized that it was not what she was worried about, because she was able to wander freely in the Styx and offended the god of death, because not only her , it seems that all the souls that have not been completely corroded by the Styx have been fished out of the Styx.Then these souls were thrown in all directions of the underworld like stones one by one.At the moment Shirley lost consciousness Qian.She seems to have seen the water in the River Styx turn scarlet, scarlet as thick as blood...

"Where is this place?" Because I haven't spoken for a long time, Shirley just asked herself where is this place in her heart, but when she opened her eyes, she was stunned, because the scenery here is It was so familiar, even though she was gradually forgetting it, when she saw everything in front of her.All the memories hidden in the deepest part of her heart all surfaced in front of her eyes, because this was the British slave trade association she was most familiar with and wanted to go back to.

Of course, this is not to say that she still wants to be a slave, but Shirley knows that there is the last memory she misses here. At the beginning, Safi and Luosi were already dead, so everything here was frozen in the way it was after the fire.

Shirley was the only one in the empty slave trade union.It should be a soul, the reason is very simple.No one has been here for a few years, so no one has died, and the slaves who died here, after nearly seven or eight years, have already been corroded by the Styx river. No, there will be no other souls coming. Obviously, Osiris didn't care too much about the life and death of souls before. After all, new people died every day, so she didn't lack souls.

Shirley doesn't know all this, and she doesn't care about it. Now she has fallen into deep memories, walking with Don Quixote through countless corridors that have been changed beyond recognition, gently stroking with one hand This wall is already likely to collapse at any time. Fortunately, the soul is weightless even in the underworld. They can choose to walk or float. Otherwise, this building that has experienced wind, sun, and underworld corrosion may It's not necessarily that it will be collapsed by this unexpected visitor.

"Is this... an alchemy laboratory?" Perhaps to suit her own mood, Shirley, who hadn't spoken for a long time, murmured in her unprofessional British language. Even the bed she liked to curl up with most back then, of course, was the bed in the bedroom where she had more sex with Don Quixote, and because of the combustion after the explosion, only the skeleton remained, and she shook her head Shirley continued to walk along the route in memory, and came to the same familiar bedroom.

"Squeak~" Pushing open the half-burned door, Shirley stepped into the room. Unfortunately, the inside is already dilapidated, and there is no Quixote's image she expected. smell...

"I remember..." Shirley had already left the crumbling slave trade building at this moment, but came to the square where she saw Don Quixote's body with her own eyes. "The master's body is here..."

"Boom!" Shirley sat on the ground exuding a rotten atmosphere, and raised her head to look at the still extremely dim sky of the underworld, "Could it be that the master's soul has long since ceased to exist? Then what's the point of my own existence? .”

"I am Osiris, the god of death," suddenly, a majestic voice with a hint of silence spread throughout the underworld, and countless souls who were confused, sad, helpless, and angry like Shirley were all Attracted by this voice, "From now on, the underworld will be re-established. You can continue to live here with your soul body, or you can choose to believe in me, and go to the road of rebirth under my guidance. If you can reach the extreme north of the underworld You can be reborn in Faerun, if you have any questions, go to the center of the city where you are, and you will find the answer..."

"That's right." In Osiris's palace, after thousands of years, the first guest was finally ushered in, her eldest sister, God King, Goddess of Magic Mystra, and the reason why Mystra came here is very simple, that is Helping my younger sister, for example, the previous announcement similar to the world after the establishment of the world was written by Misra. Obviously, this elder sister is sure that Osiris must say it is not good, or she does not want to say it, so she came here Help my younger sister, "But my younger sister, those dead souls must not be so familiar with the new rules of this world, this is a bit too general."

Osiris looked a little tired at the moment. Obviously, even if she was a true god, modifying an entire world and establishing so many derived laws interspersed with the basic rules of Faerun's world would definitely not be an easy task. In fact, this Some of them were helped by Mysla. Obviously, she didn't want her sister to be too tired, because after thousands of years, the Charar seven gods were strangers to each other, except for Osiris. The relationship is not bad.

After taking a breath, Osiris skillfully lit a cigarette for herself, "He designed one in every capital of the city..." As she spoke, Osiris seemed to be unable to think of adjectives, so she could only casually Opening the space, Mystra saw a huge round sphere floating in the center of the city, "It can answer all the questions of those souls instead of me..."

"Tsk tsk," looking at this sphere that looks like a ball of light, but obviously contains the most basic intelligent life, Mystra laughed a few times, "This little mage is really thoughtful, I guess, maybe he will Give up the magic net and borrow your power instead."

"No, he's very cunning, he won't do that, big sister's followers are very cunning."

"..." (To be continued..)

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