Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 280 The world is so small
"You can start anytime."

Heine replied, but then asked a question that had always been on his mind.

"That plain outside...what's going on?"

Lou Dun showed a helpless expression that said, "I'm still discovered by you" and sighed.

"In fact that is the real 'cause'...

"Although Milton can use my body to cleanse the will in the energy, we realized from the beginning that these messy and chaotic wills will also affect me when they accumulate. They cannot disappear over time, but become more chaotic. .

"So, as a lich, he took the initiative to shoulder the growing filthiness for me. Although the lich was inherently chaotic and not afraid of these emotions, over time, the power of shadow controlled by him changed. Those on the plain that are entangled with the Holy Light are his power.

"It's more of a spread of... contamination.

"After that, most of the holy light we extracted from the outside world and flowed in here was to suppress the contaminated power. According to your understanding, it should be the prototype of a lich's lair."

...

Invading the entrance to the underworld? ?

Andre denied it categorically: "Not to mention the cold in the north, there are almost no feathered snakes that like warmth. Even if there are, they can never reach the sixth level. No matter what level of lich he was at the time, he wanted to capture the sixth-level feathered snake. A fierce battle is bound to break out between the snakes, so you can be forgiven for hiding here, but outside Yati Town, there is no way that the sixth-level battle temple cannot detect it!"

After hearing what he said, Lou Dun also fell silent.

...

Heine couldn't help but ask: "You said before that you have heard about Quelkus from all aspects - is it only about his death?"

Mr. Sa: "What do you understand?"

Heine sighed sincerely.

Ah? ?

Loulton: "Yes."

Who would have thought that two geniuses separated by hundreds of years from the Gitil family could talk to each other so far apart! ?
So this means...

Loulton continues here:
“In our original conception and calculations, the current situation would occur more than 700 years later.

Roulton: "Yes, after he became a lich, he got the elven transformation spell from somewhere. He said that the inventor of this spell was definitely a genius necromancer and not some bullshit tree shepherd. It's a pity that it's still there." There are obvious flaws.”

So he never thought about it.

"You also know about Zombies?" Loulton said in surprise: "I thought this was a word invented by Milton."

"Of course not." Louden shook his head: "Before he became a lich, he was just an ordinary fourth-level warlock. The only wood here is his own 'corpse'. How could he possibly find a sixth-level feathered serpent?"

Wei Dianyuan: "Do you think Brother Snake is only level five in the game?"

If Saberia had not been greedy and swallowed the elephant, she would have been able to save herself at the last moment - as long as she gave up her human body and used Eli's body to become a lich, she could realize her long-cherished wish of eternal life.

Only then did Heine realize that the reason why the mirror was vibrating when passing through the plain was because it was close to the underworld...

He suppressed his excitement and asked quickly: "So... the feathered serpent transformed by Milton is not his 'lich body'?"

"The reason why I appear now is because I want to dedicate part of my power to help Milton suppress those twisted and manic shadows, so I lost control of the external shadows."

Wei Dianyuan: "His lair was bombed, so he changed his mind. In the game, a huge abyss was blown up. Apparently, even Lou Dun was killed. Later, that place could be used as a reverse invasion. It’s the entrance to the underworld, it’s really outrageous that Brother Snake can survive.”

Although he had seen Milton transform, he thought it was prepared by the other party in advance.

Mr. Sa: "Why?"

First, the degree of distortion of thinking of the locals in Arti Town is nothing compared to the black mud in the magic network.

Wei Dianyuan: "I understand!"

He showed a hint of doubt:
"Is that so? In fact, I was also confused at the time. Even the origin of the 'Transformation Technique' was very strange. He said that he got it from those mixed memories...

As for Milton's human form - illusions, puppets, disguises, there are too many ways to do it.

Just like Eli, the last lich on Eagle's Head.

At this time Andre wondered: "So the feathered serpent was found later?"

"What? He also mentioned Zombies?" Heine was stunned.

Heine's heart beat violently!
Transfiguration was invented by Barry, and Milton highly recognized it...

"impossible!"

The importance of information sharing is clearly demonstrated at this moment.

Secondly, Milton took the initiative to bear the pollution for the tree, but Quelkus could only turn his body into an undead tree to eliminate the pollution.

These two idiots, why are they just sharing such important information now!

"What happened to Quelkus?" Loudon asked.

"Yes."

Heine: "It encountered a more serious pollution than you, and had to turn itself into an undead tree. Its soul hid in the undead's... zombies. The meaning of this word is-"

The difference lies in two points.

What happened to Loulton was a lightweight "accumulation of black mud", which was almost exactly the same as Quelkus.

As long as the two patients can communicate with each other, this matter may not be without improvement.

"And he got information accidentally more than once. When he went out for the first time after becoming a lich, he didn't inquire about the situation outside at all, but he was full of confidence, as if he had been fully prepared."

Hearing this, Heine took out a mirror.

"Have you seen this?"

"Why do you have this too?"

Lou Dun was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up and walked to the picture frame nearby, and took out an almost identical mirror from the back.

"This is Queen Rosie's ornament, brought from the palace."

"The King... Palace!?"

Heine almost jumped up in fright!

He looked at Andre hurriedly.

But the latter looked confused and seemed to be waiting quietly for the next step.

He obviously didn't realize how appalling it was...

Even Mr. Sa couldn’t help but comment sharply:
"Is this a matryoshka doll? At first, I thought the mastermind behind the scenes was Mr. Xia's hometown, and it was done by people from Shadow Steps. Then I thought it was Brother Yang's hometown, Eternal Dawn, and then I thought it was your hometown, but it turns out What the hell is this my hometown?”

Wei Dianyuan: "There's nothing wrong with him, he's not a boss anymore!"

...

Heine also wanted to cry but had no tears.

Awesome, Mr. Sa, this layout started so early.

I thought it was outrageous enough for Him to infiltrate the professors of the Academy of Truth in Velitas. Who knew that even the Nice people who believed in Ms. Deathspeaker could win over...

This is no longer as simple as darkness under the lamp. Heine took the mirror from Loulton and studied it for a while, and found that part of the snake-shaped relief behind it had been erased. Even if he took out the charging stone, there was no response.

"What's wrong with this mirror?" Andre asked.

"This is a tool for communicating with the underworld." Heine said solemnly: "I suspect that someone in the old aristocracy is secretly colluding with the underworld."

"Wha...what?!"

Andre finally got scared.

"Are you sure? This is really not an ordinary mirror?"

He would rather believe that those people are colluding with the Eternal Dawn than that they are having an affair with the underworld...

The fate of the former is to be investigated, tried, and exiled.

The latter's fate was to be directly wiped out.

"I'm sure." Heine nodded: "If these bizarre things hadn't happened to Milton, then it is indeed possible that this was an ordinary mirror. It had been destroyed and there was no evidence of it.

"However, the transformation technique of elves cannot be picked up casually like tomatoes in the field. It may only come from the underworld."

Andre looked at the mirror that was said to be Queen Rosie's old possessions, and gradually realized how troublesome things were.

If this matter gets too big, many people will die.

The temple will never let go of anyone suspected of having an affair with the underworld.

And he is also a noble...

"Let's get started, we can't delay it any longer."

Heine made a decision immediately.

He had a hunch that what happened at the Blight Scar would likely happen again.

I have to say that Xanatos's name is really useful.

When he thought that the underworld might be involved behind this matter, Louden's attitude became firmer.

He may have a bad feeling towards the Nice people because of Milton, but in the face of a common enemy of living beings like Mr. Sa, everyone has the same position.

As the most powerful and oldest creature in the underground, Loulton's body has been integrated with the obsidian mine.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a dark stone tree.

And because of Obsidian's outstanding shadow energy affinity, as long as the shadows here are consumed in large quantities and smelted into essence, the shadows from the mining area above will also gather in like a toilet.

The group of people was sent to the platform on the top of the Loulton tree—except Master Meno, who was still in a coma.

As soon as they came up, Mr. Sa and Wei Dianyuan said that their memories came back.

The two believed that the tree was definitely blown apart by the original big explosion.

Its "upper half" body was moved to the west area by latecomers, and now this platform has become a battle venue for some bosses.

Surrounding everyone were leaves as dark as ink, like a guardrail half as tall as a person.

The wooden section of the foot is gray and covered with rings of growth.

Wei Dian Yuan stood on the central spot, and the strange beast transformed into Alpha disappeared little by little.

Then Heine felt that his connection with the Northeastern people was gradually blocked, just like when he entered the trial.

It is indeed a terrifying existence that eats up the examiner...

He couldn't help but secretly think that Alpha's "protection method" was obviously learned from the will of the gods.

Soon, the wind started to pick up around us.

The shadows are obviously converging towards the center of the underground world - the plains.

The process of "burning the chip" is actually simple. It is to burn it fiercely, keep the shadow flames from extinguishing, and burn out all the impurities. The pure core that is left behind is the shadow essence.

So the first step must be "gathering".

This has already begun.

Heine couldn't help but look at Louden, who was standing with his hands tied.

Why is he still here?

Louden understood his eyes and said calmly: "I have shared my spiritual power with him, but I don't have to disappear like that strange beast."

"Where is Milton? Where is he now?" Heine asked.

"Still sleeping."

Heine: "Will this matter affect him? Will he suddenly wake up in the middle of his sleep and come here to cause trouble?"

Loulton: "No."

Heine: "Then have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"

Lou Dun was silent.

As a pure version of Milton, this tree is obviously not that sinister, so I haven’t thought much about it yet.

But Andre had eaten more salt than Heine in his two lifetimes combined, so he naturally wouldn't sit back and watch Heine's little moves.

"Cough cough..."

The Grand Duke of Musiain cleared his throat and joined the conversation forcefully.

"I am the envoy with full authority to handle this matter on behalf of the temple. Don't worry, I will help you deal with it after this matter. You can continue to stay here."

He then said to Heine: "Don't worry, I don't want any of the shadow essence I got this time, I will give it all to you. I can also arrange for someone to help you transport it to the McCalla Mountains, and I can even buy enough for you." Quantity of fire and control templates.”

"You are truly the most generous Nice guy I have ever met, and certainly the shrewdest."

Heine smiled: "As long as this disaster is dealt with, it will be enough for them to buffer for another one or two hundred years. You will be dead when the next shadow floods, no matter how big the flood is, right?"

"Hahaha, that's good." Andre said with a smile, "You can wait until I'm dead to trick him into leaving."

Heine looked at Louden.

It was obvious that the tree was moved.

Different worlds also follow the common sense of "moving trees will cause death, and moving people will live."

For a tree, it can't move as long as it can.

Anyway, this time, let Brother Wei burn out the extra shadows, and the Sword of Damocles hanging above his head will disappear. It will have to cool down for at least two hundred years. Who knows if there are any other means during this period?

But, what a beautiful thought!

In this case, don’t blame me for painting cakes on trees!
Heine said: "Have you ever thought about 'healing the lich'?"

Loulton's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)