Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 357 Fight for me
What everyone didn't expect was that after hearing their rationalized "story background," Heine actually didn't agree to everyone's request.

"Sorry, I can't let you go to this place."

He refused simply.

“This is a brand new realm of the soul, full of so many unknown possibilities.

"If it were in reality, I trust your skills, and I can protect your soul fire at any time.

"But what will the enemy look like here? Is there any trace of its attack method? Do you have experience in fighting it? These are all questions I have to consider.

"So, after knowing the information about this place and the fact that you don't know much about it, I decided to go and investigate it myself."

...

Catching Sheep: "It's over, the game is ruined. I forgot that this was the first time we showed that we were not familiar with the new environment, so I forgot about it."

Dahuang: "If you think about it carefully, what he said is correct. We are indeed not familiar with this place. If any of us are killed, we will really be gone."

Loulton: "Okay."

Zhuoyang asked: "What principle is it based on?"

His worries are not unreasonable. Since it is a "new map" and it is from another world, it may not fully comply with the rules of the real world.

Wei Dianyuan: "What are you withdrawing? Just delete it and that's it."

Zhu Sheep: "Where's the tea room?"

Heine had to look touched and pat him on the shoulder.

Zhu Sheep: "Indeed, but the main thing I think is that he may not have the spare time... Speaking of Mr. Sa, why don't you just ask Lou Dun directly?"

With that said, he walked straight towards Lou Dun:
"Are you paying for our mental energy?"

Mr. Sa: "Can you see the content of our chat in the tea room?"

How come Heine doesn't have authority?
Zhu Sheep: "Why doesn't he have the authority?"

Lou Dun nodded: "In Heine's words, this is called 'advance payment'. I will ask him for it later."

Mr. Sa: "Hey, when will the evil sister be able to kill us one by one like a sycophant?"

Capture the Sheep couldn't help but ask again:
"Does Heine usually check these records?"

...

After he left, Mr. Sa suddenly posted in the group:
[Xanatos Bensa]: By the way, who is paying for our internet fees now?
Lou Dun turned his head and glanced at him.

Sometimes it’s not good to know too much.

So far, he has never met anyone taller than himself.

Loulton: "He has no authority."

Loulton: "Theoretically I can do it."

permission denied?

Roulton: "All fixed spell structures realized by necromancy rely on Quilkus's huge mental power to be used, so the communication technique will leave traces. However, in order to ensure that Quilkus's growth is not affected, these The traces will be erased the next day.”

Although the concern in this must be genuine, it is very strange.

Heine didn't dare let them take risks, but he himself had no fear.

Everyone fell into silence.

Mr. Sa: "No, trees don't lie."

Teacher Xia: "Oh, indeed, the black-bellied sister finally had a chance to mention Heine, but she failed."

Mr. Sa was shocked!
[Xanatos Bensa]: Damn it, is it Loulton? Then wouldn’t he be able to see everything we send?
Loulton didn't respond.

Several people were shocked...

Lou Dun: "The tea room retains the 'chat history' function you need, so I can check it if necessary."

Several people saw that all the information on the panel in the tea room disappeared, and then they became less nervous.

Megumin: "Hurry up and add a recall function, otherwise the company will die."

This is the confidence of the fifth-level Yuanling Affinity.

Heine had just finished speaking something that came from the bottom of his heart and was eager to get some sincere response. Hearing them start talking about this was really unlucky!
Especially Mr. Sa, who laughed like a pig, came up and said to him seriously:
"You must protect yourself."

Here, soul strength and psychic abilities are key, not real-world combat skills.

Saying goodbye to the skeletons who were reminded to add auspicious words to themselves by catching the sheep, Heine went straight into the hole.

[Xanatos Bensa]: Damn it? Really no reaction? Loulton is a pig!
【? 】:...I said, just be a human being.

Wei Dianyuan: "This is not pure nonsense, how can he admit it?"

Wei Dianyuan: "Oh, it's not that I want to download the dungeon, I just feel sorry for the black-bellied sister."

Zhuoyang: "Then can you help us delete the record?"

Dahuang: "Theoretically, the chat information has to pass through the server. If it can be seen, then we should have been watched by him just now."

Megumin: "?? You three must be sick!"

Loulton: "He added a rule when the 'system' was first built, disabling his own qualification to use the permission, but retaining the qualification to temporarily activate this permission through me, provided that he and I both thought it was too serious. If you don’t do this, trivial things like looking at chat history will obviously not be included.”

Everyone couldn't help but marveled.

Dahuang: "This tree really can't lie?"

Mr. Sa: "Absolutely not. Every tree buddy in the three forests who can talk will not be spared. If he doesn't want to talk, he will refuse to answer."

Teacher Xia: "Are you looking for those trees to ask about the spawn point of rare beasts?"

Mr. Sa: "My Xia must understand me!"

Teacher Xia: "I really have you..."

At this time Huihui suddenly asked:
"Does George have authority?"

Loulton nodded.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: Damn it!

Megumin breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand...since McCalla is related to Sebitiga, and the power used by Heine to establish the system was inherited from here, so this is done to maintain 'legacy'.

"Just as the Velitas have been wary of Sebitiga, Heine is also wary, and George, who is actually incapacitated, has become an excellent 'maintainer of orthodoxy'!"

Zhu Sheep: "You mean, if Sebitiga comes to your door and says, 'How did you make my world look like this?', Heine can introduce George and say that he is the 'Gong of Zhou'?"

Megumin: "Well... you can say that."

Mr. Sa: "Although your explanation is very reasonable, I still feel that you are complaining." Teacher Xia: "No, Mr. Sa, I think it is you who is complaining this time."

Zhu Sheang: "It's true, Mr. Sa, being homophobic means being closeted. Are you just a senior rotten guy pretending to be gay?"

Mr. Sa was silent.

[Xanatos Bensa]: I’ll contact you in the chat room from now on. You don’t want to hear my sexy voice.

Zhuoyang laughed and scolded him, then looked at Lou Dun again.

"Will you also tell him about this conversation?"

Loulton: "If he asked, I would. But I don't think he would ask."

Okay, this is a big tree.

Zhuoyang nodded and said:

"Quelkus will also be a towering tree in the future."

Loulton: "I hope so."

……

As soon as he entered, Heine felt a hot breath surrounding him.

The sky is full of wind and sand, and visibility is extremely low.

The connection to McCalary's world was blocked, and it was unknown whether it was due to the medium or the barrier behind him.

Looking back, I saw a small opening in the deep and twisted black barrier, and a ray of silvery light shot out weakly but stubbornly.

"With this brightness, you probably won't be able to see it after walking a few steps, right?
"Since someone can get out and bite the goods, it means they have other means of tracking them."

Heine thought so and dug up a handful of yellow sand from the ground.

As soon as he got closer, he felt a strong fighting spirit.

"You can still fight...fight..."

He couldn't help but breathe heavily, and hurriedly shook his hands, letting the yellow sand fall away.

These sands are living things, not dead things like elemental materials or spiritual embers...

It's just that they are dying and can no longer live like Yuan Ling. They can only squeeze out such shouts from their throats and have to get closer to hear them.

"It's like a wraith. It's time to die, but it doesn't die. It lives in a deformed way."

Heine murmured, spreading his senses around.

Even the gusts of wind urged him to fight.

Life is endless, and the battle is endless.

"Why are you fighting? Can't you stop?"

Heine asked.

But no one answered.

These sands couldn't understand what he meant.

"Well, since I can't answer..."

He grabbed a handful of sand and wrapped them in his senses.

Then, enduring the fighting spirit in his chest, he asked:

"Will you fight for me?"

boom--

A strong desire burst out from the sand, as if the veterans who were lying stiff in bed and with mutilated bodies had locked onto him with the evil energy from years of fighting!

It would have been fine if it was only one or two grains of sand, but this handful of gravel contained thousands of them. Their evil auras gathered together, and Heine was almost scared to death and crawled back to McCalla.

His body shook several times and his legs trembled slightly.

Finally resisted this murderous intention.

"Fight for me."

He took a deep breath and spoke concisely.

As if recognizing him, the murderous intention weakened.

But then a touch of sadness and despair was conveyed.

"Can't do it...can't do it...can't do it..."

Heine suddenly felt extremely angry.

This anger burned away his reason like a blazing fire.

His eyes were red, as if his body had become a red-hot iron, and his breath was breathing fire with the smell of sulfur.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If I say you can do it, you can do it!"

He subconsciously distributed some energy.

He didn't know what he was doing, he didn't know why he did it, let alone why he thought of doing it.

As if after repeating it countless times, this action came naturally——

He dedicates a portion of his mental power, just like when he transfers experience to the player.

puff!
The gravel in his hand suddenly ignited into a ball of fire, the red flames swaying unyieldingly, and the powerful war roars resonated with Heine's spirit.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

After venting, Heine suddenly calmed down.

He didn't feel empty, but a long-lost peace, and a certain contentment.

He allocated one-tenth of his mental power, and he had a ball of red Yuanling in his hand.

The sand was awakened by him...

No, it should be said that it was rejuvenated - after putting in the mental effort.

Heine repeated his old trick and grabbed another handful of sand.

This time there was no need for such emotional ups and downs. He could just calmly use his mental power to wake them up.

(End of this chapter)