miss mist go with the flow

The undead are quite at ease, that is, the sky will always be that kind of dim yellow, not too bright, nor too dark.

There is a row of stone statues of Amy in the open space by the river, all in different poses, all beautiful.

Slightly closer to the house, there are seven faceless stone statues. The small stone statue of the earth vein fairy is placed closest to the door, like an elf in charge of the gate.

The placement of these stone statues cannot be said to be messy, but can only be described as "crazy artistic sense". Sirin tried to adjust it several times, but failed to improve this feeling.

It can only be said that neither of them has much artistic talent, and they are not good at this aspect.

There is a vegetable field on the left side of the house. The green plants have just emerged, and it will take a long time before the vegetables are harvested.

"I really want to lie down directly, and I will never stay up late again in the future!"

Amy struggled to hold her eyelids, and staggered towards the room.

Sirin shook her head with a smile, saying so, but when it came time to stay up all night, Amy would not run away.

She glanced at the vegetable field, and when Amy was walking towards the house, she picked up a bucket of water, watered the ground quickly, tidied up the leaf seedlings by the way, and then washed her palms by the river.

puff.

There was a sound in the room, which should have come from Amy throwing herself on the bed.

Sirin thought for a while, and planned to take a bath by the river first, and then go back to the house to sleep.

She is not a moon elf, and her body does not have the function of self-cleaning. After working for a long time, she inevitably sweated a little.

Sirin loosened her belt and was about to take off her coat when she suddenly heard a slight rubbing sound.She instantly became alert, and her perception spread outward.

After a while, she found the source of the sound.

On the right side of the house, downstream of the river, a "corpse" slowly got up from the ground.

It was the body of Officer Scott—after the succubus escaped, Amy transferred the body to the undead. Both of them were too tired to forget about it for a while.

Is it not dead?Or undead?

Sirin cautiously observed closely, and found that the scout who got up had white eyes, stiff movements, no breath of living things at all, and it was almost certain that he was an undead.

Did Amy cast a necromancy spell on Scott's corpse?

Sirin thought for a while, the moon elves probably didn't do this kind of thing, that is to say, turning corpses into undead seems to be the inherent ability of this space.

This is not surprising, after all, the official name of this space is "Between the Undead", which should have evolved from the domain space of the Lord of the Undead that Amy said.

"Hehe..."

The undead waved its arms slowly, opened its mouth, and made a vague sound, as if it wanted to express something.

Sirin couldn't understand the voice of the undead, she thought about it, and ran back to the wooden house.

Amy didn't take off her clothes, she was lying on her back on the bed, her limbs were spread out, her eyes were closed tightly, her mouth and nose were breathing very evenly.

Sirin pursed her lips, do you want to wake up Amy?Or wait until she gets enough sleep before dealing with the undead?

Just as she was thinking this, the moon elf on the bed opened her mouth and made a low voice: "What are you busy with? Hurry up and go to bed..."

Sirin made a decision, she took Amy's arm, pulled her up from the bed, and said at the same time: "Something happened outside, you can't rest yet."

"what……"

Amy's body leaned forward softly, trying to open her eyes, "At this time, even if there is a big thing, I have to wait until I wake up!"

"Scott's body has mutated into an undead, and it seems that he wants to convey a message to us." Sirin said quickly, "I don't understand the language of the undead, maybe you can understand it."

Amy turned her head, rolled her eyes, said nothing, and fell straight forward, rushing to the warm and soft bed.

Sirin said: "You deal with this matter first, and I will compensate you for disturbing your rest."

Hearing the word "compensation", Ami instantly felt relieved, her body bounced up, her eyes widened, "What compensation?"

Sirin pondered for a few seconds: "It's up to you to make the request."

"Then..." Amy said slightly excitedly, "Golden quicksand?"

Sirin lowered her head, showing distress.

Amy pouted, "Can't you?"

Sirin sighed, "If you really want to see me wear it, it's not impossible."

"Then it's a deal!" Amy snapped her fingers, "I'm going to see that undead right now!"

After all, she jumped out of bed and walked out of the room quickly.

Obviously, she wanted to create an established fact and not give Sirin a chance to repent.

Miss Swordsman has an almost obsessive insistence on both "promise" and "equivalent exchange". Now that she has said it, she will definitely do it.

A subtle smile appeared on Sirin's face in the room, and she also had her own thoughts in her heart.

Always in such a stalemate, the set of golden quicksand can only be tied up in the dark cabinet all the time, and there is no chance to wear it out.

She put it on for Amy to see first. Although she will suffer a little loss, it can also break the deadlock and facilitate subsequent operations.

Anyway, she has the blood of the Sand People, so it is not shameful to wear the special dress of the Sand People Dancer.

The most important thing is that after she puts on the clothes and takes them off, she can keep them by herself.

It shouldn't be difficult to find a chance to look back at that time.

This is the so-called "lose before you get".

Sirin left the house and saw that Amy had already walked to the side of Scott's body.

Scott had just turned dead, and seemed to still retain some memories of his life. He gestured with his palms and made a strange sound of "Abaaaba, Shasha".

Amy can indeed understand what the undead want to express - she doesn't know the reason, anyway, she can understand.

Scott's undead told her that the reason why he worked for the devil was because the abyssal monster captured his sister.

He lost his parents since he was a child, and he and his younger sister depended on each other for life. When he was a teenager, in order to earn money to support his family, he traveled far away with a merchant's convoy. When he came back, his sister was gone and they were separated.

Not long ago, with the help of the Lord Affairs Officer's energy, he regained his sister.

He was just trying to get along with his younger sister and make up for what he owed all these years, when his younger sister was kidnapped by the abyss monster.

He had no choice but to cooperate with Nora to find a way to take down Adams and build an abyss portal in the iris collar.

Amy frowned when she heard that, and Scott also had his own pain, but his behavior was unacceptable after all.

Fortunately, the main intention of the undead is not to complain. After explaining the reason of the matter in general, he stated his purpose.

He knew that Amy and Sirin were powerful figures, and he wanted to ask them to help rescue his younger sister so that she could be resettled. As a price, he was willing to serve Amy with his undead body and accept Amy's arbitrary orders.

And he also said something that Amy and Sirin didn't notice-on the one hand, Nora was trying to find a way to conquer Adams and the cemetery of Earl Iris's house; The portal of the abyss, summoning helpers to come.

And the location of the simple abyss portal is inside the symbolic building of the White Tower City, the towering Trident White Tower!

After Amy learned the information, she quickly relayed it to Sirin.

Sirin was also surprised. Both she and Amy were tricked by Nora and the Soul Reaper, and almost had a big accident!

"I can't sleep right now!"

Amy rubbed her eye sockets resignedly, puffed her cheeks, looked at the undead angrily, and conveyed a message in her mind.

"This kind of thing, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The undead sensed her message, and gestured aba aba.

When Scott was alive, his soul was imprinted with the imprinting contract of the abyssal monster, so he could not violate the contract and reveal these key information, so in the face of Amy and Sirin's interrogation, he could only reveal some leftovers.

After death, his soul was supposed to dissipate and be completely annihilated, but this space is extremely special, which preserved his wisps of wisdom and transformed him into an undead.

Without the restrictions of the soul contract, and people who have died no longer need to be afraid of death, Scott revealed everything he knew.

"Tsk tsk, there is such an effect among the undead?"

Amy was also a little surprised, but when she thought about the source of power in this space, she seemed to be able to accept it.

"Allegiance is unnecessary, I have no shortage of followers."

Amy rejected Scott's oath of allegiance. She couldn't even look down on a legendary black magician like Townsend, let alone such a young undead.

"The information you provided is very useful to us and can prevent a catastrophe. If we can find your sister, we will put her in a good place." Amy conveyed a message to the undead, "You still accept death, so that's it. rest in peace."

After hearing this, the undead hesitated for a while, nodded to Amy and Sirin, and continued to walk downstream of the river.

The light curtains that restricted Amy and Sirin didn't seem to have any effect on the undead. Scott went straight through the light curtains, his figure blurred, and disappeared from the sight of the two.

"Let's talk about sleep and compensation after the incident is completely resolved!" Amy clenched her fists and cheered, "Let's call someone first!"

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 57 The White Tower

Before Shaman, Sharp Eye and others went far, they were called back by Ashley, and the group quickly completed the assembly and rushed to the white tower.

On the commercial street in the early morning, some stalls selling breakfast food began to shout, and the aroma of the food also spread.

Amy has a light appetite, and she didn't feel very hungry after working all night.

Sharman's stomach was growling, and he took the time to buy two sandwiches, one for himself and the other for Ashley.

The huge white tower is located in the center of the city. The inside of the tower is actually empty, but in order to keep the relics of civilization clean, a high wall was built around the white tower, and people are usually not allowed to enter or leave.

The key to the gate of the wall was in Adams' hands, and he couldn't get it for a while. Fortunately, everyone was not an ordinary person, and each showed their own abilities. They easily crossed the wall and came to the inside of the White Tower.

The inside of the white tower is a hollow column, and there are two spiral staircases on the inner wall that spread upwards until there is a circular platform at a distance of more than ten meters.

This circular platform is equivalent to the floor of the White Tower. According to the information provided by Scott, the location of the abyss portal is on the third floor of the White Tower, more than 30 meters above the ground. The basic construction work has been basically completed and can be activated at any time. .

Amy is quite interested in the internal structure of the White Tower, and thinks that the feeling of spiraling up the stairs is very cool, and it has a sense of magic from another world.

But after climbing more than a dozen stairs, Amy chose to lie flat on her back and let her carry her on her back.

Sirin is a martial arts professional, with strong physical fitness, abundant physical strength, and great endurance. Even with Amy on her back, she has an excellent sense of balance, and her steps up the stairs are very steady without wobbling at all.

As the spiral staircase climbed upwards, Amy watched the surrounding situation all the way, and an inexplicable thought came to her mind.

When she first looked at the White Tower from a distance, she thought it was like a signal base station, but when she got inside the White Tower, she looked at the open space, the flat walls, the spiral staircase, and the center of the circular platform. She felt that the white pagoda looked like a rocket launch tower.

"Does this look familiar?" Sirin asked.

Amy shook her head, but Sirin turned her back and couldn't see the shaking of her head, so she added in words: "I don't feel it, it should be my first time here."

Sirin pursed her lips slightly. She felt that the image of "Moon Elf" and "remains of ancient civilization" quite matched, so she asked this question.

Both are very old, and at the same time they all retain a beautiful and youthful appearance...

Such an association seems to disrespect Amy, so Sirin did not expand the topic further.

She put her arm around Amy's little butt, leaned forward slightly, and adjusted her back posture to make herself and Amy more comfortable, and continued to walk up the stairs.

Ashley and Sister Sharman followed closely behind them. Looking at this scene, Ashley smiled in the shape of a "w" at the corner of her mouth, looking like a "knocked" aunt.

Shaman bit her lip lightly. She was very envious of Amy, who could be carried away by the Lingfeng Sword Master, but the atmosphere between these two "beautiful girls" was close and harmonious, which was very eye-catching. She, an outsider, had no right to intervene. I can only envy and admire at the same time.

Arus and Sharp Eye are on another spiral staircase, and the ascent progress on both sides is about the same.

After dozens of stairs, everyone came to the third circular hollow platform, and they really saw a tapered portal.

There is a black-purple crack in the middle of the sharp cone, and there is an electric light flashing at the connection, and the magic power and power dance accordingly.

What is strange is that there is no one to activate this formed portal, and no one is in charge of guarding it. The builder seems to be very confident in the secrecy of this place.

"The style of this portal is exactly the same as what I saw in ancient books!" After stepping on the circular platform, Sharman couldn't help sighing, and his eyes moved to Sirin.

She wanted to hear what the Spirit Wind Sword Master had to say, and after arriving on the platform, Amy finally got off Sirin's back.

Sirin observed the portal from a distance and said: "In the era I lived in, the abyss portal was divided into three types, and each model had different specifications. This is the most typical one-type portal. The advantages The transmission performance is stable, and the upper limit of the portal can be temporarily enhanced through sacrifices and some secret methods. The disadvantage is more obvious, powerful high-level demons cannot pass through, and forcibly breaking in will only destroy the passage."

This can also support some of Scott's claims that this portal is only for summoning helpers, not Dolores' real goal.

Sharman took the opportunity to ask: "Then what should I pay attention to when destroying the portal? Will the dissipated magic power be difficult to deal with?"

"There is nothing to pay attention to." Sirin said lightly, "Violent destruction is enough. The portals that require special destruction that you saw in the classics are three-type portals, which are exclusively for high-level demons. That kind of portal Lord-level monsters are required to preside over the construction, and will not appear in the early stages of the battle."

"So that's how it is!" Shaman pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then said, "Then let me do it!"

Sharman was very satisfied to be able to say a few words with the hero he had longed for since he was a child, and wanted to show his strength in front of the hero.

"Please." Sirin gestured and made way for Sharman.

Shaman raised his chin slightly and stepped forward with his head held high. The water-blue dress shimmered, and the gems on the staff also shone.

This jewel-level spellcaster is covered with magical equipment, and the power to increase magic is several times stronger than that of Helen's equipment.