Candy Wizard and Travel

In just a few days, without harming his body, he had already found some clues by collecting stray souls and conducting repeated experiments. This also relied on the information in Natasha's manuscript and observations during his travels. Although he had not done so in the past, Got started, but I’ve seen it to some extent.

According to normal magic experiment standards, if people are used as experimental animals, and the consumables can be consumed by a dozen, they will be sentenced to death by cannon in the association, hung up and blasted with magic cannons, and become scum.

But he experimented on himself without disturbing the neighbors.

The souls of the living are usually translucent mist, with different colors, mostly warm colors, which are different from the gray mist of the dead.

Xi Di's soul seemed to be mixed with magic, taking on the colors of the starry sky, with various colors rising and falling inside.

Now, a part of his soul separated and flowed like water waves, wrapping around his body.

Well, it looks like an eggshell.

"..."

It looks a little crude and even childish.

Even he felt a little fluctuated in his mood.

Successful, this is just the beginning. As long as it can be mobilized, various new operations can be developed later, just like the magic cannon and magic shield, which are the basis of magic.

The advent of a new type of weapon will surely end all wars in the past.

——Well, it’s actually quite difficult. This magic...soul magic, let’s call it [Shell], just like the literal meaning, wraps the body with the excess soul to isolate the erosion of other souls. When dealing with the dead, at least He won't die suddenly just from a single touch.

For the dead, the body is horribly fragile and completely unable to resist strange magic. Instead, it needs the help of the soul.

Talking about strength and restraint is just a hooliganism. Normal people's souls are compared to ordinary dead people. When encountering a collection of giant soul fragments like the wandering dead... there is a high probability that it will still be sent. It is no different from the past. If you need to run, run as fast as you can.

But the main job of the Crescent Society members is to clean up the little things, and the big ones are Clarice's job.

Xidi is willing to compare the wandering dead to rampaging wild boars, while the ordinary dead are poisonous snakes hidden in dead leaves. The former requires a very professional hunter to deal with, while the latter can be killed by a child with a long stick - but just a touch Just send it.

Now with the [Shell], you can touch it twice more, and the fault tolerance rate is greatly improved.

With a happy mood, Xi Di yawned. After using the cleaning magic casually, she lay on the bed. Thinking of the autobiography of Clarisse, she hugged it and prepared to read two pages.

But he was so sleepy that he closed his eyes just after turning a few pages.

A faint but concerning feeling suddenly lingered in my mind, but my vague thoughts couldn't analyze it, so I frowned in my sleep.

……

Around three or four o'clock in the morning, when normal human beings sleep the deepest.

Xi Di felt a deep chill, like the chill she felt many nights when she needed bloodletting when she was young.

He opened his eyes.

It was a bad night. Isn't pleasure a conservation thing?While Clarisse was happy, he was miserable.

No, something felt wrong, that chill was still around.

He couldn't sleep, so he stepped barefoot on the cold floor, put on his pajamas, and prepared to open the window and take a look at the people at the Crescent Meeting.

When moving at night, in order to confirm each other's position and status, each of them would carry a light. At night when the dead were active, the residents knew that hope was coming when they saw the light.

Opened the window.

"squeak--"

A mass of pink and white mixed with gray stuff blocked the window, like the wall of a building.

Before Xidi's doubts faded away, the disgusting color began to fluctuate, and wrinkles appeared on the smooth surface, piece by piece... One baby's arms stretched out from the folds, and then the wrinkled head——

Reminiscent of a dead fish, countless turbid and white beads - probably eyeballs - stared at Xi Di, and thousands of noises trembled at the same time, forming a human language:

"mom!"

……

"boom!"

Hidi's reaction might not be as good as Clarice's, but it was definitely faster than that of a trained member of the Crescent Society. He waved his wand immediately and cut out the building behind it - that was Clarice's mother's room. Use your mind to support it and fly high into the sky.

He originally wanted to cut off the fourth floor, after all, there was a lot of valuable information stored here, but as soon as he felt it, he felt numb.

The thing was like a snake, wrapping around the whole building. The thing that was probably a head was looking around, and Xi Di opened the window and just saw it.

He shouldn't have been the one shouting. The moment the room flew up, the thing pounced directly on it - it was looking for Clarice's mother!

Where could Xidi watch, she directly used magic power to blast the building apart. The scattered building fragments were a real physical effect.

I'm sorry, Clarice, your house exploded.

But if it doesn’t explode, it will be your mother who will explode later.

"%*%￥@#......!!!"

It seemed like anger or resentment.

Sounds incomprehensible to humans echoed through Helvey's nights, waking countless residents.

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A monster that is indescribable is entrenched in the Crescent Society's residence. It is something that will make people lose their appetite within a few days.

In order to temporarily suppress its actions, Xidi did not hesitate to detonate the building.

The gravel had its effect, and a large gray mist filled the air. Xi Di's scalp was numb when he saw it. Just those things had the intensity of hordes of ordinary dead. Ordinary people would die if they encountered them. The shell magic he just learned will definitely make him seriously ill after today.

The train-like monster only shrank slightly and took up residence on the ground.

Xi Di didn't even need to look at it. She felt the magic power being consumed like water. She gritted her teeth and lifted up the room in the sky again.

His magical power is so huge that the core of the aerial castle on Correa Noel's side can fly to an altitude of more than a thousand meters in less than half a month of charging.

But the utilization rate of magic power is different. Normal magic should be done by a person riding a bicycle or riding a horse, but such careless use of magic means a person is riding a bicycle or riding a bicycle with a horse on his back.

He couldn't hold on for long.

But it doesn’t need to be sustained for too long.

The lights of the distant streets are gathering. The members of the Crescent Society, who regard Clarice as a god, cannot tolerate anything being desecrated in front of the "temple", and those lights are coming quickly.

And faster than them was the awe-inspiring voice.

"Stand back! Leave it to me!"

This level of the dead is no longer accessible to ordinary people. Those ordinary members will only restrain the real main force.

This voice was the oracle. Everyone stayed in the distance, only a figure rushed forward.

Silver hair shines in the moonlight, and the witch holding a giant scythe is right in front of her.

She didn't ride a broom because she was used to her enhanced body being faster than a broom.

Over the long years, she has honed her martial arts skills and perfected all the magic to kill the dead. When needed, she can use normal strengthening magic to strengthen her body ten times more - but that will consume her lifespan.

And now, the two more important people in my life are there.

Without any hesitation, an unprecedented speed exploded, like a silver flash.

Silver glitter is never late.

The magic power attached to the scythe stretched the crescent moon's scythe blade longer, and then threw it out.

At this moment, the poisonous snake-like monster ended its short-term momentum and pounced towards the suspended room in the air.

But it looks so pathetic, like a rabbit actively throwing itself into the net.

It hit Clarice's blade head-on.

In front of its train-sized body, the giant scythe, which is difficult for ordinary people to swing, looks so compact. It is not surprising that it will be knocked away in the next second.

However, under the use of some kind of magic, it chopped down with a loud song and drank the soul of the dead!

"!!!"

There was another incomprehensible noise, and Xi Di's chest felt tight. When he looked up again, the huge monster looked like an earthworm abused by a young child. The front half was cut diagonally and fell down.

The room floating in the air was still half a body away from it, and it would never be able to reach it.

It has ended.

The witch of the new moon jumped up on the broom and caught the sickle. After a few ups and downs, pieces of corpses fell from the sky, and gray mist continued to explode.

Hidi rushed forward, grabbed Clarisse, opened the shell and wrapped her.

But it seemed that it was a little late, as the gray mist escaped from her hair.

Hidi didn't notice.

"Thank you."

She spoke softly, but there was something unsettling about her words.

Huge corpses fell from the sky, and the broken body no longer had the "gravity" to restrain the broken soul.

"Phew," Clarisse breathed out tiredly, "This night is so long and it's not over yet."

Xi Di was silent, looking at the gradually dissipating corpses, with shadows of adults, babies and small animals emerging from them.

He raised his hand, and the room in the air slowly fell down, landing next to the ruins. He cut it neatly and would not fall down.

"I wrapped it with magic power. Your mother didn't hear what was going on outside. Let's continue living like this."

"Thank you."

"Are you okay?" Clarisse looked at his feet, which were barefoot on the cold ground.

Xidi shook her head.

The two fell silent.

Today, or before meeting the deceased, they had a lot to talk about, but from then on, there was a long silence.

"The magic to protect the soul has made progress, and the offensive magic is also being studied. The results will be sent to you in the future."

"Is that something like an eggshell? It's amazing."

Without responding to her, Xidi said to herself, "If you pass on those magics, the mortality rate of the Crescent Society will be reduced a lot, and you can be more relaxed, maybe this time - before you kill someone next time. , can end a long mission.”

He just now understood where the sense of disobedience had been.

Clarice stored her consciousness in the body of the newborn baby to complete the reincarnation, but in the process, what about the original thing?

Drowned people yearn for the shore, hanged people long for air, and mutilated people look for limbs... So, do unborn "people" want to be born?Do you want to return to your mother's body?

There is nothing simpler and more persistent than children. Their undead souls gathered together, and their obsession with life gave birth to an unprecedented terrifying "gravity", which involved all fragile souls to form this huge monster.

This obsession will not dissipate, the gravity will always exist, and this monster will keep coming back.

The children who died, the children who were not yet born.

This is Helvey's suffering, the sorrow of the living, and Clarice's sin.

The one that formed the main consciousness was the one she squeezed out during this reincarnation.

The heroic witch who carries the country on her back "kills people" every time she reincarnates. Hidi cannot accept such behavior, but he cannot evaluate Clarice's huge obsession and her achievements in protecting the country for 300 years.

It's so complicated, even more complicated than the study of the soul. Sure enough, interacting with people is such a difficult thing.

So he had no choice but to leave.

He couldn't guarantee that he could still get along with Clarice as before, and Clarice's mother. If he knew the truth, the daily life that he had put together with difficulty would probably disappear in an instant.

And Xidi has never been good at lying.

Clarice lowered her eyes, "Are you leaving?"

"Ah."

"I'm dying. This body is reaching its limit."

The acceleration just now is a trivial matter. What is really fatal is the gray mist, which is full of the aura of the dead. It seems that it has sensed the enemy, and when it is about to collapse, it still rushes over with all its strength.

Clarice became emotional for the first time and lost her calm. A small mistake could cost her life.

"Next time I pass by, I will prepare a flower for you and put it on your grave, if you are really dead." He thought this was nonsense.

"It's so heartless."

Without saying anything else, Xidi was going to go pick up her luggage in the ruins.

The sound of someone holding a sickle came from behind, like a lament.