Mage Joan

Gudron stopped singing, and the tear-jerking lingering sound still echoed in the tomb.

Listening to her personally telling about the tragic experience of her life, Qiao An was deeply moved. He sympathized with her and also gained a deeper understanding of the slate inscriptions unearthed from the ancient ruins of Galti Island.

"Ms. Gudron, if I understand you correctly, you were a princess of the Nifolheim dynasty in the'Nation of Fog' before you were alive. Your life has gone through ups and downs, and you died in a foreign country in your old age, but you are still deeply attached. You are born and grew up in the homeland, so I hope someone can help you return the remains to Niforgem, in your hometown, next to the tomb of your first husband, hold a grand cremation ceremony, so your soul Can you rest in peace?" Qiao An asked Gudron.

The funeral banshee nodded, her eyes full of expectation.

"Master, I have heard of the ghost place of Niforgem. It is said to be one of the most dangerous countries in the world... You have to think carefully." Tristan telepathically issued implicit advice.

Qiao Ann said nothing.

The place name Niforheim reminded him of the "spiritual collar" and the promise he made to Clark Heiner.

Two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the life and death of Clarke is uncertain, and there is no news. His situation is afraid of bad luck. For various reasons, he has not been able to embark on a trip to the North Pole. Every time I think of it, I feel deeply guilty.

"You must be honest, and you can't delay any longer!" Qiao An said to himself in his heart, "Within this year, I must go to the North Pole and fulfill my promise!"

Anyway, I'm going to Niforgem. Why not send the remains of the banshee back to my hometown?

Thinking about this, Joan made up his mind and said to the funeral banshee: "Ms. Goodron, I am not a'prince and noble'. If you can trust me, please entrust the remains to me. I will guarantee with my own personality. , And send your remains back to your hometown within a year to help you fulfill your long-cherished wish."

The funeral banshee was grateful and was about to say thanks, but was stopped by Qiao An's hand, and said sternly: "Ms. Goodron, I am not helping you run errands for nothing. If you want to return your soul to your homeland, you must also do it to me. A guarantee-you and your undead servants will not leave this island in the heart of the volcanic lake within one year from today!"

The funeral banshee couldn't help but change her face, but when she saw Qiao An once again holding up the black agate bottle with "spiritual binding", she had to restrain the urge to complain.

She knew very well that if she refused Qiao'an's request, she would immediately be forcibly sucked into the "soul-binding bottle" by him, and would be sealed forever. It would be better to stay here and wait for the other party to fulfill the promise, so she nodded wittily and accepted Qiao'an. The conditions issued.

Qiao An used a "shrinking technique" to shrink Gudron's bones, put them into a small wooden box, said "There will be a period of time", opened "any door, and directly teleported out with Tristan."

Back on the island in the lake, Qiao An looked up at the sky, the setting sun was slanting, and it was almost dusk, it was time to go back.

"Master, thank you for taking me back here. Although I can't talk about revenge for my companion who unfortunately lost my life here, at least it gave me another chance to prove that I am not a coward." Tristan said gratefully.

Qiao An looked at the sunset in the sky, inexplicably recalling the many regrets over the past years, grandpa, Rawls teacher, and Rebecca...

"Tristan, sometimes I also hope that destiny will give me another chance to make up for my regrets from scratch, but...not to mention this, I have to go back, do you mind being reduced in size and put in a storage bag? ?"

Tristan shook his head.

"Really don't mind?" Qiao An looked at him suspiciously, "You have to stay in the storage bag for a long time, and I am not sure how long it will take you out. Don't you feel lonely and bored?"

"Of course I don’t get bored, respectable master, you see, I’m dead, and no living person can be better at getting along with loneliness than the dead." Tristan said half-jokingly, "When there is nothing to do, I will enter a deadly dormant period and sleep until you wake me up."

"That's good." Qiao An smiled relievedly.

Tristan initiated the "Advanced Shrinkage Art" attached to the "Ghost Armor", which was reduced from a twelve-foot armor warrior to a "toy soldier" less than a foot high.

Qiao An picked him up, wrapped it in a handkerchief, put it into a wooden box, stuffed it into a storage bag, and then directly cast a spell to send it back to his cabin on the expedition ship.

Back to the familiar bedroom, Qiao An first drank a cup of tea, then sat at the desk, took out a small piece of Gudronen’s skeleton from his pocket, placed it on the table, and applied "mythological analysis" to extract this " The spells and supernatural abilities that "Advanced Banshee" excels at.

From the analysis results, Gudronen has 6 supernatural abilities: 1000-foot "biological perception", "crazy gaze", "banshee touch", "indestructible spirit", "creation of spawn", and " Plant growth is suppressed".

"Biological perception" needless to say, "Crazy Gaze" Qiao An has experienced it firsthand.

Incorporeal undead can conduct negative energy to creatures through "touch". In addition to causing eclipse damage, they sometimes have special effects, such as blood sucking, paralysis, or absorbing certain physical attributes.

The touch of the mourning banshee is no exception. It first causes 5-level eclipse damage and **** away the opponent's 4 charm attributes. If the charm attribute is reduced to 0, the creature will become ignorant, just like a "vegetable."

"The spirit of resentment is immortal" means that the mourning banshee cannot be eliminated by conventional means, unless she can get rid of the torment of resentment in order to get complete relief.

Qiao An promised to send Gudron's remains to Niforgem and hold a cremation in her hometown. After helping her fulfill this wish, her soul will rest in peace.

Just like the fear of Li Bin Ling, the banshee can also transform the creatures she killed into spawns.

The number of ghost spawns controlled by the banshee is limited, but the banshee does not care about this. She will continue to pull the victim’s spirit out of the corpse, cursing to become a ghost, even if her servant has reached the upper limit, a new ghost Not under her control, she also enjoys it.

To reduce the number of living people in the world and create more immortal souls, this is the only way for the banshee to vent her grievances.

On Galti Island, there are countless ghosts created by the banshee. Among them, the small part of the banshee controlled by the banshee, like their mistress, will be reborn after being destroyed, only when the banshee is destroyed. The demon eliminates the grievances and gains rest, and these poor puppets can then gain rest.

The evil spirits emitted by the banshee have the magical power to inhibit the growth of plants, so the area around her buried land usually looks very desolate, and there is no greenery.

It should be noted that this phenomenon is not absolute. For example, near Gudronen's sleeping coffin, there are clusters of magic palace roses in full bloom.

Qiao An deeply analyzed the supernatural ability of mourning the banshee, "plant growth suppression", and found that its corresponding magic mark is almost exactly the same as the configuration of the 3rd-level spell "plant decay", which means that mourning the banshee is equivalent to bringing a "plant withering aura" ".

However, as Qiao An concluded through a series of experiments today, the normal version of "Plant Withering" cannot kill supernatural plants.

The Devil’s Rose is not only a supernatural plant, but it is also used to coexist with undead creatures. It has already adapted to the environment with high negative energy concentration and is not affected by Gudron’s demon.

In addition to these supernatural abilities, Qiao An also analyzed three sets of spell configurations from Gudron's remains, corresponding to the 6th-level "Advanced Dispelling", the 8th-level "Withers", and the mourning girl. The demon's signature spell-9th ring "Banshee's Howl".

"Advanced Dispelling Technique" Qiao An has already mastered, so I don't need to look at it anymore.

"Death" is equivalent to the enhanced version of the 4th level "Blight", with excellent range and attack range. The burst of negative energy dehydrates the living creatures within a 30-foot radius, causing up to 20 energy levels of dryness + darkness Eclipse damage.

Like "Blight", "Death" can also double the damage to water-rich organisms, such as plants, aquatic or aquatic subspecies.

The 9th-level necromantic spell "Howl of the Banshee" has the dual attributes of "immediate death" and "sound wave". The moment the spell explodes, anyone who hears it will die from near to far! The maximum number of creatures that can be killed in a single cast is equal to the caster level.

If the subject is strong enough, or is protected from death by a "death-proof enchantment", they will still be dizzy by the terrifying howling sound-this Qiao An also has personal experience.

After copying "Wither Death" and "Howl of the Banshee", Qiao An put down his pen and put away Gudron's remains.

At this time, the setting sun had sunk to the sea level, and the last rays of light in 1623 were about to disappear. There was a tuk-tuk knocking outside the door-it must be the parrot Dolly who flew to urge him to have dinner in the cafeteria.

"Coming soon!"

Qiao Ann got up and opened the door, followed the parrot to the cafeteria, and celebrated the upcoming New Year with his companions.

Walking on the road, Qiao An thought in his heart that it is rare to spend the New Year with friends. He always seems too unsocial, which is disappointing. He should take the initiative to participate in the celebration of the New Year.

But what can you do?

Looking at the moonlight and starry night outside the window, Qiao An had a whim.

"Or... just shoot a few fireballs into the night sky, pretending to be setting off fireworks?"

The more Qiao An thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was great, and even smugly thought that he had fully understood what "romance" meant.

Then I thought that I will be 17 years old after the New Year. At this stage of life, emotional intelligence has grown too rapidly. Will young people be regarded as life mentors because of being too popular in the future?

Ah, this...?

I'm sorry to think about it, it's a blessing trouble!

(End of this volume)