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A faint wave of spiritual energy surrounded Don Quixote's body. At this time, his eyes were no longer normal human eyes, but seemed to be wrapped in some kind of dense black breath, as if two eyes were ignited in the eyes. A group of will-o'-the-wisps, but the color of the will-o'-the-wisp is black instead of blue. At this time, Don Quixote's way of seeing the world is already very different. It can be said that it completely blocks the normal line of sight. What he sees is fierce. The air, the basic elements floating around, the earth-bound spirit like a solid body, of course, there is also an iron chain, one end is nailed to the ground, and the other end passes through his heart, to be precise, it is connected to his heart, so that He can't get out of here.

Naturally, as a voter of Osiris, Don Quixote used Osiris' power a little at this moment, allowing him to see the most real side of the world in a short time.

"Bang!" A piece of wind blade that was shining with blue light flew towards the ground binding spirit with the speed of cutting the air, to be exact, it was towards the iron chain that tied him. There was no accident, the spell seemed to be It is not in the same dimension as the iron chain. The wind blade lightly passed through the iron chain and sank into the ground, leaving a mark about a foot long and a few millimeters wide. However, it still made a slight sound, which was scary. He jumped at the ground-bound spirit, but although he was a ground-bound spirit, it was a pity that he used to be a slave, his vision was too poor, he didn't know what happened, he just thought he heard it wrong, so he continued to wander in his territory ..

"In other words," Don Quixote dissipated the power of death from his eyes and restored his normal vision, "in fact, this soul is not the soul itself. It is just obsession. A resentment manifested similar to Because of the existence of the avatar. The real body should be at the other end of the iron chain, which is what you call the umbrella of the rules of the world."

"That's pretty much what it means."

"That is really a difficult guy," Don Quixote raised his lips slightly, "The rules of dealing with the big world, it is estimated that only the true god can forcibly kill the earthbound spirit."

"What are you thinking about, kid?" Xia Ya Donghai can be said to be one of the group of people who know Don Quixote the best. He knows a few habits of this guy very well. Eyes mean anger.Perfect etiquette, a standard smile, that means that you hate you extremely, and this kind of expression that slightly raises the corners of your mouth, which seems to be a smile but not a smile, is to think of something that is interesting to him, but it may not be a good thing to others son's thoughts.

"I'm thinking, this kind of highly dangerous earth-bound spirits that can only be destroyed by a real god's shot, there should have been many in the world of Faerun for so many years. It's better to have this kind on the streets. If it's those In the living room. In a dark corner, an almost invincible soul that has been restrained for a long time. It must have eaten a lot of people."

"And then?" Xiaya Donghai sounded a little confused. Don Quixote is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, unless he thinks this matter is necessary, and if he manages it, it will affect his future. "These Most people can't see the earthbound spirit, and it doesn't have that much impact on this world."

"Not now, doesn't mean there won't be in the future. It's only five or six years. What about five or sixty years later? In a slavery country like Faerun, people die of wrongdoing and humiliation almost every day. Calculated according to probability, Maybe in another ten or eight years, the whole world will be full of earthbound spirits," Don Quixote couldn't help laughing, "Imagine, in the future, you can see dozens of earthbound spirits when you go out to buy vegetables. The binding spirit greets you, and a scene where you are accidentally eaten..."

Don Quixote’s hypothesis made Shaar Donghai fall into contemplation. In the prehistoric world, because of the existence of Buddhism and Taoism, these dead souls can be saved through certain methods, so Don Quixote’s hypothesis is in the prehistoric world. It is not true, but the world of Faerun is different. The soul has been unable to exist in this world for thousands of years, and suddenly it becomes possible again. It can be said that this is like an invasion of alien species. No natural enemy can deal with him. As for To untie his knots and release his resentment is a bit whimsical. If such things as knots are really so easy to untie, then it is not called knots.

"According to what you say, this matter is really serious." Shaar Donghai, who was leaning on the wall stack of the Wall of Sighs, squeezed his chin, "Those true gods will definitely not go all over the world." To kill these things, to be honest, they can't kill them even if they want to, unless they are willing to constantly wear down their souls and build avatars to roam around the world, or to disperse their precious divine power to their gods and servants all over the world. This is almost impossible, no matter how powerful the true god is, it's impossible...boy," Xia Donghai stopped talking, "Could it be that you want to..."

"That's right," Don Quixote looked at the ground-bound spirit who was still spinning around in place, "Except for Osiris who can be cloned all over the world without being affected, it is very difficult for other true gods Those who can do this, or even if they can do it, can only do so on a small scale, and cannot target the entire world like Osiris, and from my previous analysis, for this job, Osiris, a woman, must also You have to do it. After all, it is her responsibility to control the soul. If you don't do it, the World Tree will punish him instead. No matter this kind of earth-bound spirit or the kind of grievance my father said, they have already made great efforts to this world. stability has been affected.”

"Then as long as something goes wrong, such as the death of many people, the clone of Osiris, or the envoys sent from the underworld to get rid of the earthbound spirits for them, they can indirectly promote the underworld, the god of death, Improving people's thinking about the god of death, the cycle of life and death, this is God's will, Osiris has never intervened, on the contrary, she will also remove the earth-bound spirit to rescue the living."

"You still haven't given up on wanting her to accept the belief of the living?"

"That's natural. Reincarnation is [-]%. Osiris can't be said to surpass the king of gods. At least there is no problem keeping pace with Apollo Ding. This silly girl is my last backing, making her stronger. I will safer."

"Ha. The idea is good." There was a hint of schadenfreude in Xia Ya Donghai's laughter, "but you have to be sure, to make your Osiris willing to accept the belief of living people, I think this problem seems to be no more difficult than removing It's easy to get rid of the earthbound spirits of the whole world."

"..."

Xiaya Donghai's words were like a basin of cold water, giving Don Quixote an enlightenment. Obviously, Don Quixote, who was a little too excited and carried away, remembered that it was useless to say anything else. First of all, you must be able to convince Ossie Liz accepts the faith of the living.

Don Quixote, who smiled wryly a few times, inexplicably thought of a joke he had heard in his previous life.It is used to make fun of these poor women like myself, and it probably means that when a woman talks about how she wants to treat her wife, there will always be someone below who is as mean-spirited as Xiaya Donghai, and will leave a silent sentence, First, you need a wife...

"Then what are you going to do?"

Don Quixote shrugged, "My father once told me a story that even a small drop of water can pierce a rock. Anyway, this kind of thing can't be done overnight."

"Hehe, that's called water dripping through stone." Another well-spoken Honghuang language, of course.Honghuangyu is not Mandarin, and Don Quixote still can't understand it at all...

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"Crash! Crash!"

Every time Ma Fu took a step, he could hear the disturbing sound of the shackles on his body shaking. Obviously, he himself could see the iron chains on his heart. A slave who has never been in contact with the upper class, he doesn't know what happened to him. He only knows that when he wakes up again, he becomes like this, unable to leave here, and no one can see him, but if he wants to , it is indeed possible to meet other people, which made him panic at first, but maybe the ground binding spirit is bound to the basic rules of the world, so it is still possible to know something, for example, Ma Fu knows To loosen the chain, he needs to fulfill his wish.

"What's your name?"

Under the endless night, the last passerby disappeared, and Ma Fu could only sit on the ground in a daze. He knew that he would go back to sleep underground during the day. At this time, he suddenly heard someone talking, and turned his head. Look, a man with a cloak covering his face and holding a scythe appeared in front of him. Although the night was so dark, he could clearly see, "Who are you?"

"I am the soul envoy of the great god of death Osiris, Igg Bydleman, who is specially responsible for dealing with your soul that stays in this world and refuses to leave. So, tell me your name."

"I...my name is Ma Fu." Apparently Ma Fu, who has only become an Earthbound Spirit for a short time, doesn't know that he is actually very powerful, so when he heard that he was a subordinate of the God of Death, he was already a little scared and at a loss. It can also be seen from this that the name of Osiris seems to be really bad in the hearts of people in the world of Faerun, "What will you do to me? Kill me?"

Don Quixote shook his head slightly, "Take you out of this world and go to the underworld to start a new life."

"I don't want to leave." There was a slight gleam of light on the iron chain wrapped around Ma Fu. Obviously, the word "leave" touched his obsession, or resentment, "I still have a wish that has not been fulfilled."

"Your souls are endless. If each of you has to fulfill his or her own wish before leaving, the world will definitely be in chaos. In this case, the great Lady Osiris will definitely punish us."

"When you're alive, you can't get freedom, and after you die, you can't even realize your last wish..." Ma Fu, who muttered these words, absorbed the fierceness at a much faster speed, which was obviously for black people. It's the prelude to transformation. If he is really blackened successfully and loses his mind, then the only thing Don Quixote can do is to kill it. After all, it will have no effect if the ground-bound spirit loses its mind and brings it to the underworld. .

"But not necessarily," Don Quixote said quietly, "there is a road of rebirth in the underworld, if you can reach the end, you can be reborn, although you will lose the memory of this life, but the obsession in your heart is like a stick The thread will connect the people or things that have a cause with you, the so-called wish will eventually come true."

"As a slave," Ma Fu sighed, and sat on the ground with a snap, "I've been like an animal all my life, and when I'm dying, I can be respected by a high-ranking knight. I feel that this life is not in vain. Hope is like a messenger of the soul." The adults said, in the next life, I will have the opportunity to repay him..."

"So, very good!" Don Quixote's whole body changed suddenly, and he raised the death scythe in his hand high, "Great Lord Osiris, please lend your most loyal believer and strength, Cut off the shackles of the past and regain a new life!"

"Crack!" The sickle fell, and the iron chain was cut off. The next moment, a black space like an eye opened up, swallowing Ma Fu in one bite, and then threw it to a certain corner of the city of the dead...

Of course, the matter is not over here. How could Osiris not know about Don Quixote borrowing the power of Osiris to cheat outside, so after one space gap is closed, another space gap is opened again, An arm made of some kind of black breath stretched out from inside, dragging Don Quixote in... (to be continued...)

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