The inhabitants of the Dead Forest and the Tomb Island have long maintained a delicate balance, and Murye believes that this situation may have been deliberately done by Orosius, perhaps due to the energy stability of the Cemetery, who knows?

There is nothing she can do about this ink night, she still hasn't figured out how to preserve the souls of ordinary dead people so intact and even maintain their consciousness to continue to live on the tomb island in human form, the knowledge involved is too broad and too profound, and His Excellency Mage said that he couldn't understand it at all.

However, speaking of this, Mo Ye remembered another thing, and asked, "Old Jack, have you heard that the dead can be resurrected?"

Regarding the two saint-level powerhouses killed in Burgess, Mo Ye still remembered the words relayed by 11, although it sounded like a cruel remark before death, but according to the later autopsy, the brains of those two people were confirmed to have done some tricks and feet, but it is difficult to verify how they operated, and it is impossible to know how these changes have changed their bodies.

If even the dead saints can be resurrected, then the technology of the Weilan Empire is too rebellious.

Human beings' pursuit of longevity has never stopped, and longevity has always been the envy of most people.

There is also such magic in the continent of Logar, and it is not impossible to be resurrected as a living person, aside from the alternative way of changing the form of life such as undead magic.

Legend has it that in the era of gods and demons before the Radiant Age of the Logar Continent, the Light of Light forbidden spell 'Light of Life' could bring the dead back to life, but that was only a legend. There are no detailed records, let alone a magic structure diagram left, and even in the Logar continent, this magic is more like a mythical story.

Even if there was such a magic against the sky, it had already been buried in the sand river of history, and the traces of submergence.

Mo Ye has never specialized in light magic, and there are very few high-level light magic that he has learned. Even more so for those super high-level legendary magic, I don't know much about it.

Hearing Mo Ye's question, Old Jack was stunned at first, this is a rare conversation between the two about things that have nothing to do with the ability, Old Jack put down the wine glass in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face, just when Mo Ye thought that he would not get an answer, Old Jack said slowly. It depends on the definition of the resurrection. ”

Mo Ye's sleepy expression dissipated a little, and he looked up at Old Jack intently, "So is this theoretically possible?"

"Of course. Old Jack nodded. He said his understanding, "If the body is just a shell that carries the soul, then when the body is damaged, it can be used again, and it is not accurate to say that it can be brought back to life." Personally, I think it's more like a kernel transfer. But it's easier said than done, but it's not that easy to actually operate. ”

Old Jack paused for a moment after speaking, and then added, "I can't remember where or when I heard about the rumors, but under certain conditions, this is not completely impossible, and the advanced civilization countries above the eighth level have many unimaginable advanced technologies, if they can do it, I don't think I will be surprised by this, but how to do it." I don't know."

Old Jack didn't think that Ink Night was hoping to resurrect someone who had died, and he looked curious and puzzled. Obviously, he is bothered by this question, but as a gentleman, he will never take the initiative to intrude into other people's privacy and ask questions that others are unwilling to answer.

"Oh?" Mo Ye pursed his lips when he heard this, frowned slightly, and whispered softly, "Let the soul change a shell." ”

Yes, if such a thing has happened to you, it seems not entirely impossible for it to happen to someone else, but when such a thing can be quantified, it feels terrible to think about it.

It is definitely impossible for the technology of the Weilan Empire to reach the level of a high-level civilization above the eighth level, maybe they have learned something from the relics of a certain civilization, if this is possible, then it means that the Weilan Empire may not lack saint-level powerhouses, this possibility guess is not pleasant.

In fact, Mo Ye's speculation has been inseparable, and he has roughly touched the edge of the truth, but it is really not as high-end as changing his soul.

Seeing Mo Ye pondering, Old Jack did not disturb, but tasted the wine quietly, until Mo Ye returned from a daze and said,

"Looks like this question bothers you?"

Mo Ye picked up the wine glass, shook it and put it down, frowned, and said frankly, "It's indeed a bit troublesome." This means that those guys who dare to beat their mother's idea have changed their bodies and continue to live their lives in a chic and wanton manner, which makes people feel very unpleasant just thinking about it.

"I believe that Miss Mo is a person who can solve problems. Old Jack complimented him in earnest.

Mo Ye accepted it unequivocally, "Well, of course it has to be solved." "Even if those people can really be resurrected once, Mo Ye doesn't believe that they can be resurrected a second or third time, it can always be solved, she can kill them once and kill the second and third times, until they can never be resurrected again.

The topic was left behind, and the two of them talked about the cultivation of ice abilities.

There are really not many people who can talk about these things in Tomb Island, so Old Jack's retirement life has been enriched a lot, as a retired director and active night watchman instructor, Old Jack can always benefit a lot from every time he communicates with Mo Ye, and Mo Ye is learning from the practice experience and advanced insights of an ice sage.

Old Jack's memories were completely erased, but his perception of ice abilities did not fall in the slightest, and Mo Ye was sure that this old gentleman must have been a very, very powerful high-level sage during his lifetime, and had a unique understanding of ice abilities.

It's even better to communicate after the battle!

When he first entered the cemetery, Mo Ye felt very urgent to comprehend the Origin Law of the Ice System, and wished that he could comprehend the Origin Law overnight, but when this urgency could not be realized, he calmed down after pulling away from the initial anxiety.

There is never a shortcut to practicing magic, and more important than talent is patience and perseverance, and perhaps a bit of luck. The speed of her advancement was nothing short of what she had been in the Lord's Continent, even compared to the amazing geniuses of the magical calendars.

A three-star magister in his twenties is almost about to frighten the old men and old ladies of the Magic Guild of the Logar Continent. Impatience and impatience are emotions that should not be generated.

After thinking about it, Mo Ye's heart was settled, and he was not in a hurry or impatient, and he persevered every day, which was the mentality that he should have when practicing magic.

Months and months, more than ten years have passed like this.

Fortunately, there is a huge time difference between this cemetery and the outside world, otherwise the current Mo Ye really can't guarantee that he can find a place to retreat for such a long time, after all, he is not alone, he has a mother, a brother, an apprentice and a little friend!

Mo Ye faintly felt a feeling. Just recently, he was able to have an epiphany about the Ice Origin Law, and the closer he got to breaking through, the stronger this feeling became.

You won't be on Tomb Island for too long.

Old Jack also knew this. "Miss Mo is leaving, right?"

Mo Ye was not surprised or denied, but nodded lightly and replied, "It's almost there"

"Recently, there was a hole in the dead forest in the South China Sea Bay on Erxing Island, and the exact location could not be found for a while. Many of the inhabitants of the coast were attacked by evil spirits at night. I hope Miss Mo can help before leaving. ”

Old Jack knew the identity of the Ink Night Survivor clearly, and even guessed that Ink Night had a close relationship with Director Martil's departure, but he never asked or mentioned anything related.

It didn't really matter if Murnight was alive or dead, and Old Jack didn't agree with the other Night's Watch on this point, though he didn't want to leave as much as Martiel.

"Okay, I'll leave tonight. ”

Ink Night and Old Jack spent the afternoon chatting in the tavern, mostly discussing ice abilities.

It was late afternoon when the two of them left the tavern, and the tavern was just bustling with activity.

Mo Ye walked towards the mouth of the coast. The best way to get to the South China Sea from here is Uncle Brick, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. Or still have to take off off off the coast off the beaten track.

Except for the occasional cameo on the mount, Uncle Brick spends most of his time lying on Mo Ye's shoulder and pretending to be dead, eating, drinking, and shaking some stone scum, it is quite free.

The hardest part of this period of time is Xiao Qi, there is no star network signal on the tomb island, and not being able to access the Internet is like having no spiritual food for Xiao Qi, and the whole malaise is not good.

If you can't access the Internet for more than ten years, you're about to suffocate.

However, Mo Ye is very satisfied with Xiao Qi's performance over the years, because he can't access the Internet, Xiao Qi is not willing to be idle, so this little guy finally turned out the rune slate that has been ignored by its inertia, and devoted himself to research, using various groups of algorithms to reorganize the simulation, trying to find out the rules and restore the real star map.

The wisdom brain that works hard is the cutest, and after Xiao Qi plunged into the study of the restoration of the rune stone star map, it is rare for Xiao Qi to complain to Mo Ye in a soft and glutinous little milk voice that there is no net, and the many shouts that Mo Ye wants to find it work only work, reaching the point of a crazy demon who forgets to sleep and eat.

Now Xiao Qishuang, who is holding the energy block to charge, is still refreshing the data in his eyes, and muttering words that Mo Ye can't hear clearly.

It looks like you've gone mad

The night is as infected, and the ink night sits on the back of the bricks blowing the sea breeze, and the entertainment every night over the years is to explore the Forest of Death, and there is no one who is so thrilling and exciting, and it is more active than the night watchman patrol.

In the past ten years, Mo Ye has been to the Forest of Death countless times, and this forest around the sea seems to be boundless, and there is no end to it, and until now, Mo Ye has not been able to explore the Forest of Death completely, and every time it makes Mo Ye even more shocked by the power of the undead holy magic guide.

Such a powerful field, even if he is long gone, he can still exist independently, and the more he understands, the more he feels that the other party is really powerful and terrifying.

Inexplicably, there will be a sense of immediacy standing at the feet of giants and looking up, it is really difficult for Mo Ye to have a chance to get up no matter where he goes, and whenever a little pride rises in his heart, there will inevitably be more bullish characters who pour a basin of cold water on Mo Ye to calm down and clearly realize that the road ahead is long, and there is still a long way to go.

It's superb!

Slabs crossed the undulating sea into the boundaries of the Death Forest, where a large warship was anchored.

Due to the recent high tide of evil spirits, many islanders along the coast have disappeared in the night, and the night watchman is looking for a hole to fill the defensive shield.

"The vulnerability should be near here, and we will try to check this area tonight to confirm the exact location of the vulnerability. ”

The captain who led the team looked around and asked the whole team to start moving in groups of two and two.

More than a dozen teams were dispatched along the coast, and more than a hundred night watchmen were busy in their respective areas.

The powerful fluctuations of life that swept over the Death Forest caused a commotion among the demons of the Death Forest, and also attracted the attention of the night watchmen, who looked up in unison, but nothing could be seen in the dark night sky.

"I felt a fluctuation of life energy just now. ”

"It's been a couple of times, and I don't know what's going on. ”

The captain's voice rang in the ears of the various night watchmen, "Do your job. ”

"Yes, Captain. ”

The Forest of Death is dangerous, and even the Night's Watch cannot guarantee safe access, so you must be attentive and careful.

The Forest of Death is full of resentment, and the aura of gloomy slaughter is strong, and the evil spirits here are not allowed to end up with resentment, because of the special environmental reasons, not only will not dissipate, but will become stronger and stronger because of the increasing resentment, breeding many evil spirits.

Even the trees in the Forest of the Dead are many undead creatures, and in addition to demons, skeleton warriors are also a danger for the Night's Watch to be wary of.

Compared to the evil ghosts, skeleton warriors can never be killed, and the undead creatures that are born in the spring breeze are also a big trouble.

Airplanes~~

A flash of ice flew backwards.

The icy cold air instantly permeated, passing through a black shadow, and a howl sounded in his ears, and then disintegrated behind the ink night.

Although he doesn't have eyes on his back, it's really not easy to sneak up on Moye.

Ink Night didn't immediately go deep into the depths of the Forest of Death, although it was the night watchman's job to fill the gap, and most of the time she only came to hunt demons and practice ice magic, but since she had promised Old Jack to help, the first thing she had to do was to find the gap.

Even though Mo Ye's mental power was suppressed, his acuity did not decrease, so he carefully expanded his mental power to sense changes in the surrounding environment.

Mo Ye hooked the corners of her mouth, she was lucky to find the defensive hole that was broken by the evil ghost so quickly, as long as she lured those night watchmen over, it was completed, and she was not responsible for filling the leak. (To be continued.) )