Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 203 What are you waiting for?

"Soul sucking"

If Heine remembers correctly, it was called this.

With Squidward's unremitting efforts, he gradually gained insight into its structure.

The psychic techniques Heine currently masters are basically more like prayer techniques.

Just ask Yuan Ling to "help me" and that's it.

And this skill is closer to a "spell".

Even the concept of "necromancy."

It does not require any prayer or communication, but directly uses the silver substance named as the element by Heine.

Yuan Ling is a living thing, but Yuan Material is dead.

But then, there are new problems.

The two previous plug-ins have no interaction with the environment and only consume the player's own mental power.

That is, the silver soul quality that makes up soul fire—something that needs to be replenished through sleep.

Soul sucking obviously requires the participation of elements in the environment.

This is obviously not suitable for all environments.

After Heine's Yuanling affinity increases, he can see the silvery light scattered widely in the mountainous area under the Eyes of the Dead.

Although the density is far less than that of fish ponds, it is still enough for players' daily "rest consumption".

for example.

The fish pond is fast charging, and one afternoon's sleep can last up to five days.

Outside the fish pond, such as Green Leaf Town, Panshi Town, and the areas where these towns expand outward, you need to work during the day and sleep at night.

This continued for more than a month, and I still needed to go back to the fish pond to take a rest.

As for those further away, there was almost no element left, and instead there were spiritual embers like volcanic ash scattered in the air.

The stronghold between Greenleaf Town and Blight Scar is basically the boundary.

Elements like the fog of Blight Scar were all tinkered with by Quelkus.

The player's goal is to travel far away, not to mention whether the props made by printing souls and sucking can be used in those places...

Even if it can be used, if there is not enough element to replenish the soul after pulling out the soul fire, it will be equivalent to not sleeping.

Isn't this suicide?

“So, the sleeping bag’s ultimate form must store a certain amount of raw materials.

“This is more than just a sleeping bag, it’s simply a power bank...

“And it’s a power bank with its own power supply. Since it’s guaranteed to be able to open the sleeping bag, it also has to ensure the quality of sleep.

"Isn't this too bulky?"

Heine couldn't help but think.

He immediately thought of Wooden Tears.

This thing can indeed store elements, but he only has two of these bottles, and one is still on Hui Yue...

Just when he was worried, he heard Saberia shouting to the sky.

"I want to talk to you."

Heine was stunned and thought, has this guy finally thought about it?

So he asked:

"What do you want to talk about?"

Saberia looked at Squidward who was being pinched and rubbed by Nobita.

Not to be outdone, the latter sucked Nobita's face with his soul.

Neither of them can do anything to the other.

"Is this a strange beast?" He said: "Ordinary Leyesabo's soul cannot do this kind of magic."

Heine was shocked: "Have you ever dealt with strange beasts?"

"Haha... In my sixteen hundred years of life, I have always been to many places and seen many scenery."

Tsk tsk, one thousand six hundred years.

Heine fell forward. It was almost the time when the Silver Elf returned to the Mourning Wood Valley, and then the Sighing Wind family was bloody liquidated.

Next comes the pioneering era of elves.

No wonder he is an elf hero who happened to grow up in that turbulent era.

However, this also reflects a fact from the side.

The long life of an elf is, as Mr. Barry said, diluted.

"Have you spent most of your time on the road?" Heine couldn't help but ask.

Saberia ignored the teasing in his words and continued:

“When I was young I ventured into some fissured northern ruins, and looking back it was clearly a terrible place.

"Adventurers who go there are usually driven crazy by hallucinations, or are trapped in a dream and never wake up. When they die, strange purple creatures crawl out of the corpses.

“These things are called strange beasts.

"They are not strong, but they are very strange. No matter what they look like, they have the power to directly attack the soul. If you are not careful, you will be hit.

"At that time, mages did very little research on soul science, and mainly relied on the warlocks of the Shadow Temple. Most of the scrolls and props involving souls required the use of materials from strange beasts, so they were expensive.

"And I, possessing the bow of whispers and sighs, and having already become accustomed to the never-ending sound in the wind, can actually ignore the so-called seductive whispers.

"So, I've been dealing with strange beasts for a long time."

At this point, he stopped talking.

As if waiting for Heine to speak.

After a short wait. "Then what?"

Heine asked him: "I'm waiting for the next article, what are you waiting for?"

Saberia was a little stunned.

"...Didn't the void disaster come?"

Ok?

Heine was surprised now.

He actually knows this?

But he remained silent.

This silence finally made Saberia feel a little unsure.

"I...I thought the void disaster finally broke out. You are fighting strange beasts. Maybe you need some guidance on combat experience..."

silence.

The embarrassment is breathtaking.

"...So the disaster didn't happen?"

"Yes."

"Then this strange beast..."

"My skeleton went out for fun and was tied back casually."

"..."

Saberia is autistic.

He stood blankly for a few seconds, then walked towards the hut Nobita built for him somewhat desolately.

Heine suddenly said: "Have you also heard of the prophecies of strange beasts?"

Saberia was stunned: "Yes, they said that the sins of the void are accumulating, and disaster will inevitably break out in the future... Have you heard of it too?"

"Yes, and the current saying is 'nearly full of sins'. I think with the existence of strange beasts, there is no need to lie, so the disaster may be really close."

"...How did your skeleton resist the strange beast?"

withstand?

They have a back-up plan, and they go up and wash the floor with spells, and then put on a show...

Heine: "I don't know. If they hadn't brought the trophies to me, I wouldn't have even known about it."

Although he is funny, it is also true.

And after saying this, Heine realized that this was almost turning into a game of idleness.

Wait, wasn’t it the same before?

How long has it been since you rubbed a bone spear?

If you think about it carefully, it's really...lazy...

So, both of them fell into silence.

But Saberia obviously misunderstood again.

He finally reconciled with himself and wanted to play some role, but he didn't want to just say something useless.

Jungle Wind's pride looms.

He asked again: "Do you know about the soul lantern?"

"what is that?"

Saberia hurriedly explained: "A magic prop that can isolate the corrosion of the void and prevent the all-pervasive parasitism of strange beasts.

"When we first started adventuring, most people only dared to sleep when the lantern was on... Didn't your skeleton use it?"

"I'm afraid not."

"..."

"But I'm very curious about this thing. Can you tell me more?" Heine asked.

"No, no problem."

Saberia breathed a sigh of relief.

"You should have seen the spotlight, right? I'm pretty sure it's the remaining part of the soul lantern after removing the core."

Heine was slightly stunned: "Isn't the rechargeable stone an invention hundreds of years ago?"

"Yes, but the soul lantern didn't need charging stones."

"Then what does it rely on to sustain itself?"

"Spiritual power. Mages and warriors have the best mental power. Only the light they release when activating the lantern is silvery white without any color. Other professionals who are contaminated with energy will greatly reduce the effect."

Heine asked again: "Do you know how to make a soul lantern?"

Saberia hesitated for a few seconds.

Then he quickly gave up the idea of bargaining.

"I can, I can draw you drawings, you can summon me out."

"it is good."

Heine couldn't help but feel a little excited.

The elf finally let go.

In other words, he reconciled with himself.

So, he also said what Sabelia wanted to hear most.

"But before that, let me talk to you about the Blight Scar and Quelkus."

Saberia was stunned, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."