Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 565: The Gittiers are in a meeting

A day later, a scout team returned to Macala on the McTornado and brought back Gray Moon's battle report.

The situation over there was pretty much what Heine had imagined.

Ever since he released the will of the God of War, chaos has been going on outside.

Even though this greedy wolfhound doesn't eat dirty things - it won't attack polluted souls like the undead - it doesn't affect its thoughts on undead like Taloz who have orc roots in their bodies.

Even if it's the undead.

This reminded Heine of when he was a child in the countryside, he fed wild vegetables to his dog, but the dog refused to eat them. In a rage, he took out an egg from the chicken coop, smashed it and mixed it with the wild vegetables, but the dog licked the food bowl clean.

In order to have a good meal, you have to endure everything.

But after Talos was devoured, the God of War's Will returned to its original lazy state, ignoring the player's commands and only passively counterattacking all the undead that approached it. If it was forced into a corner, it would even bare its teeth at the player.

Can you bear this?

Wei Dian Yuan immediately seized the opportunity and put it in the stone sentry to accompany Alpha's clone.

The stone whistle is made of the same material as Heine's bottle, wooden tears, and can contain this creature.

After that, a crazy tide of undead came out from the underworld.

Da Huang could tell at a glance that something was wrong with the undead, and immediately led everyone away from the vicinity of the portal and returned to the defense line. He used the mark that Nikis had given them before to notify all the front lines to shrink back to the entrance of Delmines.

The Nice people retreated several thousand meters in one breath, almost wasting all their efforts of the past few hundred years and giving up the entire Cave of a Thousand Souls.

Their morale was high just now, and they were about to defeat the enemy in one wave, but in the blink of an eye, they had to retreat and give up the ground they had cleared with great difficulty. The temple warlocks were very dissatisfied with this.

But when they witnessed with their own eyes the unprecedented crazy undead chasing them all the way to the cave entrance, they deeply realized how correct this strategic decision was.

Those crazy undead were blocked by the Soul-Eating Wall. This was the contingency plan made by the earliest pioneers after they were swept by the soul storm. If the tens of millions of ghosts inside wanted to come out one day, they would raise such a barrier.

Its greatest significance does not lie in protection, but in telling the evil spirits within it clearly that you only need to pay some price, send some people to deliver first, and fill the appetite of this barrier, then you can easily remove it.

But undead creatures do not understand "sacrifice and sacrifice" or "necessary price".

They will just shrink back for a moment, look at their own kind vigilantly, and then wait for the "fool" to step forward.

Because everyone is afraid of becoming this fool, they are always waiting, so they never take the first step and will never move forward.

Even if a soul is enslaved, the latter will explode due to the torture before it actually dies.

The logic here is very simple - it is better for both parties to lose than to win alone. Even if I blow myself up, I will not let you get what you want.

Similarly, these crazy undead creatures before us also succumbed to this despicable nature.

They are crazy, but not stupid.

The pollution of the underworld only magnifies this vileness.

What's more, they no longer have any reason to squeeze out.

This is already the world of the living, and Delmines is spacious enough to accommodate so many undead souls.

Instead of trying hard to squeeze out, it is better to deal with the weak ones in front of you first.

Thus, the people of Nice who escaped witnessed with their own eyes the undead creatures slaughtering each other behind the Soul-Eating Wall.

The cruelty of their methods and the brutality of the battle left them no doubt that they would not survive if they had hesitated for even a second longer.

If I were one minute late...

can not imagine.

Thanks to this "merit", no one dared to underestimate Dahuang's command anymore.

The Dog Group did not become complacent, but continued to deploy calmly. They waited for a night, and after the battle situation inside stabilized, they confirmed through the "mark and recapture method" that the number of undead was basically saturated, and thus judged that the portal had been closed. This was just the opponent's usual "death counterattack" routine.

This also means that Delmines' biggest hidden danger has been eliminated.

So in the battle report he sent back, he described his plans for the next period of time:

Nice people cannot take this lightly, nor can they sit back and relax.

Although they successfully turned the nearly infinite Cave of a Thousand Souls into a "limited monster spawning cage", the undead inside are not much weaker than those in "Saviya's Selection", and their aggressiveness is at least ten times higher than before.

So the blame still needs to be cleared, and it needs to be cleared slowly.

It would take at least three days before a small passage could be opened on the Soul-Eating Wall to fight the undead inside.

Therefore, the fifty karaoke knights sent for the experiment have to stay there and will be sent back for testing after a month.

If the effect is outstanding, we can regularly select suitable personnel and send them to the front line to be tested in real combat.

According to Da Huang's observation, it will take at least three to five years to kill this monster in Delmines.

The few of them, especially Brother Yang who was bored in McCala, had to have a good time before going home.

In addition, because of this outstanding achievement, Nikis agreed to McCara's request to "establish a dedicated communication line between McCara and Godro City" and allowed McCara to set up an embassy and communication station in Godro City.

It can be said that the Macara people have accomplished what the Veritas people have failed to do.

They impressed the stubborn Nice people with their sincerity, which reduced the possibility of the bad woman turning evil.

"We will do our best to ensure that Nice's future is bright."

They wrote this in the battle report.

"hiss……"

Heine always thought this was strange.

"Is there a lolita complex among these brothers?"

He thought about it and ruled out Teacher Xia, who was a bickering nemesis of Dailin, Dahuang, who liked black fishnet stockings, and... Mr. Sa, who liked animals.

The only ones left were Zhuoyang and Wei Dianyuan.

But the painting styles of these two people are very weird no matter who they are.

Shaking away this ridiculous thought, he picked up the twin daggers of sin that were sent back along with the battle report.

The greatest reward of this trip is the soul inside.

Aram Gittier, and his partner Valasel.

“This is big news.”

Heine murmured, stroking the dagger.

The oldest Jittier was actually found by the players and rescued.

Then, a strange thought came to my mind.

He couldn't help but grin.

……

In the afternoon, at the Lord's Mansion in the inner world.

Sitting in a circle around the round table...Gitile.

Sitting on Heine's left was Barry, the oldest active Gediller who had escaped from the Shadow Temple more than 800 years ago.

Sitting on the right was Alan, the court physician of Mad King Solace who died more than 3,000 years ago and the theoretically oldest Jedi.

Next to Barry, but with an obviously uneasy expression, is Barry's eldest son, Lloyd Gittier, who has also merged with the soul of the dragon Cayetano.

Sitting opposite him, next to Alan, was the dragon Cayetano's sister and Alan Gitir's wife, the dragon Valaseel.

Further down the list is Milton Gittier, a Nice man who was active more than 600 years ago and idolized the defected Gittier family.

Milton had a blank expression on his face. He was simply dragged here by Heine to make up the numbers.

But the expression of Solace, who was sitting opposite him, was much more interesting.

Thorolden had never seen so many Gittiers!
Of course, Heine hadn’t seen it either!
"It's a pity that Dylan wasn't invited. I really want to see what his expression would be like when he was surrounded by those old men."

He stroked his chin in thought.

The air was very quiet at this time. You, the Gittiers, looked at each other, some anxious, some bewildered, some calm, some numb.

Heine had explained the whole story so that they understood the current situation.

Then I got into an awkward situation.

But it doesn’t matter!

That's what Heine came to see!
In the end, it was Lloyd who couldn't hold it anymore.

It’s not because of anything else, but because of his embarrassing identity.

He looked at Valasir and opened his mouth, as if he was hesitating about what to call him.

Strictly speaking, she should be called great-great-great-grandmother.

However, the dragon soul he merged with was the other party's elder brother, and he had to call her sister.

but……

I can't say it out loud, I can't say it out loud at all!

Lloyd pursed his lips again.

The ten fingers that were crossed were so nervous that they were about to break through.

"Did Cayetano say anything to her?"

It was old man Barry who came to the rescue of his son. The old man said calmly, "If you have something to say, just say it now. I have to go back to fishing after you finish speaking."

His soul strength has not improved much compared to before, and is getting weaker as time goes by.

But the threshold for entering the inner world of Mackalla is getting lower and lower, so he can move freely in it, and even cast some basic spells with the help of the spirit.

For example, "Fishing Technique" is a weakened variation of the Mage's Hand.

But even the weakened Mage's Hand was difficult for him to cast, so Heine customized a "fishing rod" for him at the Yuanling Factory, which could greatly reduce the mental energy consumption of using spells.

What he was fishing for was not real "fish", but some emotions that filled the Yuanling River.

Nowadays, when normal Macara people act in groups, the strong emotional resonance will give rise to some colorful soul flows in the inner world, which gather like swimming fish and flow in the Yuanling River.

For example, the shared joy after an adventure is crimson, the anger when arguing is fiery red, the quietness when listening to the bard's performance in the tavern is light blue, and the sorrow of loved ones passing away with time is white.

Loulton said that was the source of the "color" of the other world.

This is also the part that was missing after Barry cut off the soul.

"Fishing" is not about plundering these things, but about getting close to them, feeling other people's emotions, and then letting them go.

This is one of the few pleasures Barry has besides doing research.

Seeing his old father helping him out, Lloyd was grateful and said, "All these years... no, it should be said that after he became a conscious being, Cayetano felt the most sorry for you. But after he abandoned his soul, he forgot why he was sorry and only remembered what he missed.

"Now I have made up for these missing memories. He was not with you when he learned the bad news about Delmines. He went there to investigate, but found nothing under the joint blockade of the northern nobles. He lived in guilt for the rest of his life until he forgot what he felt guilty about..."

Valasel listened quietly, a hint of sadness in his beautiful eyes.

Alan held her hand and looked at Lloyd:

"Thank you, Lloyd, on behalf of..."

"Can you call me...Big Brother?" Lloyd suddenly said.

"Ah?" Alan was confused.

Lloyd quickly explained, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. Cayetano seems to have strong regrets about this, and he's also dissatisfied with you. He thinks you 'kidnapped' his sister, so... Anyway, that's not what I meant. You... You can refuse, but if you really shout, Cayetano will be satisfied, and maybe Vali (nickname) will be happy too."

The atmosphere became weird.

In other words, everyone present here has a high level of attainment in spiritual studies, otherwise God knows how difficult it would be to understand Lloyd's words.

Heine's mouth was almost stretched to his ears. "I testify on behalf of Lloyd that Cayetano's soul fusion is not complete. Perhaps there is still a faint dragon soul consciousness remaining in his body. If this 'big brother' awakens his consciousness, perhaps a miracle will happen."

Alan almost had a frown on his forehead. He would not believe this young man who looked like he was just watching the fun.

He turned his eyes to his second most beloved king for help.

"Heine is right."

Solace nodded and said:

"It is indeed possible."

Ah? ? ?
Alan felt something break...

Although the king of the past was only smiling, the arc of the corners of his mouth was something he had never heard of or seen in the distant first half of his life!

He…he had to be kidding?
This... is this really my beloved, majestic, stern emperor?
"Why, are you questioning me?" Solace frowned slightly.

Alan suddenly felt that familiar sense of oppression!
"No, I don't dare..."

"Brother, long time no see."

At this time, Valasir spoke, his voice soft and intimate.

At the same time she gave Alan a comforting look and patted his hand.

"Tsk, boring."

Heine and Solace curled their lips at the same time.

But this sound does seem to have an effect.

Even without letting Alan speak, Lloyd fell into a state of trance.

After a brief moment of daze, he slowly raised his head, looked directly at Valaseel, and said in a tone that no one had ever heard before:
"Wali, I hope you will be happy in the future."

"Big brother..."

Valasir was in a daze, his eyes filled with tears.

But before the tears rolled down, Lloyd suddenly sighed.

He changed back to his familiar look and said with some regret: "I can feel that he is really gone this time..."

...

This episode was not too sad, but it did dissuade Heine and Solace from continuing to watch the fun.

As Heine led the topic to "Ogas", all the Gittiers became serious.

Alan: "Although Valaseel has discarded most of his soul essence, the memories related to those soul essences are mostly details, namely the connections, functions and other array structures of each middle, middle and lower nodes. In other words, Ogas's core spell is intact. We can restore it if we give us some time and enough energy.

"But the difficulties at the moment lie in two places. The first is whether Mackala has enough powerful souls to serve as the control center? And whether there are enough secondary souls to serve as lower-level nodes?

"Secondly, and more importantly, are you willing to let a 'system' take away the vast majority of the power that belongs to 'people'?"

After saying this, he stared into Heine's eyes, as if trying to see through his thoughts.

"I think your Excellency still doesn't know McCalla well enough."

Heine smiled and said, "First of all, the first question is whether we have enough souls... In fact, the core of this inner world is the tree you two saw before - Quelkus. Its soul quality is definitely beyond your imagination."

"But it's still a seedling!" Valasel said, "This terrible pressure will make it deformed."

"That's right." Heine nodded. "We really can't let a child bear too much pressure, but we can share the troubles for him - the troubles of too much soul, so I plan to let you, Ms. Valasel, continue to take on most of the responsibilities of the control center, but in terms of authority, you and Quirkus will each be responsible for 50%.
"Then there are the mid-level and lower-level nodes. I think both the nature spirit Belio of Nebra City and Sangi of Mount Solins are more powerful than the conventional 'mid-level nodes'. Not only can they take on some of the responsibilities, they can even play a role similar to the control center, but their weight is weakened.

“This last, seemingly most serious problem is actually the simplest.”

Heine leaned back strategically and smiled:

"To be honest, we have a system now."

Alan was stunned: "You have a system now? What does that mean?"

"Let me explain."

Solace took over the conversation: "First, I want to explain to you what contribution points are."

(End of this chapter)