Volume 1 The Omen of the Moon Chapter 23 Burning the Soul and Sewing the Soul
The unknowable is the most frightening, like the legend that demons loom in the shadows.
The sour vomit gushed uncontrollably from Muen's throat, mixed with a little snake-like blood, and the organs seemed to be overflowing and as if they had completely lost their strength.
He collapsed to the ground, and his body began to spasm involuntarily, but only slightly, as if caused by the residual nerve currents of a creature after death.
At the same time, the voice that had whispered in Elizabeth's ear vanished, leaving a long list of voices that I didn't know how to interpret them.
"Muen!" Karna grabbed Muen's collar and slapped him twice.
But Mu En showed no signs of waking up, and her cheeks began to turn purple slowly.
"He choked on food debris in his esophagus. Pat him on the back and make him spit things out. Devonie was still conscious that she was the only normal person in the team and had to take over the command.
Karna nodded, grabbed Muen's shoulder and patted Muen's back vigorously.
With a few coughs, he coughed out a black mass of unknown things, and his face slowly returned to normal.
"How are you?" Karna asked, frowning.
But Mu En didn't answer him, still looking half-dead, drowning in a coma.
Karna frowned, and at that moment he had the idea of leaving Mu'en, but suddenly he thought about it again: if he died, with the power behind him, if he became angry, he and his family would not be able to save their lives.
"It's not the end yet, hold on......" Karna whispered, not knowing if he was saying it to Muen or to himself.
My heart is like numbness, and I just feel that my heart is bored.
Karna entrusted Muen to Daphne, and he rose to take care of Elizabeth.
Strange to say, the black mass disappeared in the shadows, and Karna didn't notice, and Daphne felt that it was better to have more things than less in the current situation, and she would tell everyone when it stabilized.
Elizabeth seemed to recover quickly, she had come out of the state of madness she had just had, and apologized to Karna with some shame.
Karna smiled and said that he didn't care, and at this time, he felt that he seemed to be back to normal, his body was light, and the unknown magic in the circuit was gone, and he could start to recover his magic normally.
But Mu En still didn't wake up, his eyebrows were closed, and everyone couldn't understand his condition.
And at the same time.
Mu En was also very confused, because he was standing next to his body at the moment.
"The world around me is different. He looked up at the strange and familiar surroundings around him.
Rocks are no longer rocks, or rather...... They no longer have that feeling of hardness, but instead become leaves that seem to be about to rot in the swamp.
Faltering.
"My soul is out of my body?" Mu En's consciousness was in a trance, and he didn't even have much strength left to be afraid, and the scene around him was like a dream, but it was definitely not a dream.
Even though he had become a soul, he still felt weak, and he tried to return to his body as if he was lying in Daphne's arms, but he pounced.
"I don't feel a hint of magic. Mu En looked at his hands, in fact, he didn't even feel real at the moment, and wanted to take a deep breath to relieve his panic, but he found that he didn't need to breathe, even if he made that action, it didn't help him in the slightest.
A wail rang in his ears, and this time Mu En really saw a ghost figure emerging from behind the rock.
Mu En's pupils shrank, and his real body trembled.
Strangely, the wailing ghosts seemed to approach and yet did not dare to approach.
Mu En slowly retreated, and a faster ghost rushed to his teammate's side, opening his arms......
Mu En was terrified, and he instinctively wanted to rush over to drive the thing away, but found that Karna who was being held did not show any discomfort.
The ghost sighed, as if its body temperature made it feel safe.
Slowly wandering the land, Mu En found that these ghosts were not only afraid of him, but also afraid of each other, and always maintained a basically constant distance from each other.
"Why is this happening?" Muen had never seen anything like this in any of the books, and although the situation was nothing serious at the moment, the sight of those wailing souls was enough to let him know the seriousness of the situation. He didn't want to be trapped here and die forever.
"I've got to find a way to get back into my body......" Muen tried to keep himself as calm as possible, but he was actually a little annoyed by the sheer panic.
"I can't go back, give up. β
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of Mu En's heart.
"Who are you?" Mu En immediately looked up, but all he could see was the crumbling rocks and the ghosts hidden in the distance.
"We haven't met yet, but another member of your team has seen me. I wanted to warn him of the weirdness here, but unfortunately, normal people don't hear anything about us. β
Mu En turned around and saw an incomparably thin soul, with deep-set eyes and skinny bones. But compared to those wild ghosts who are afraid of Muen, they are quite plump.
"I've only been here for fifty years, so how could anyone have entered this secret realm. The soul didn't seem to be afraid of people, and stopped ten meters behind Mu En.
"You're the corpse in the cave?" Muen turned to look at the ghost who was much taller than him.
The wizened ghost bowed slightly, "That's my body. β
"I remember Karna telling me that you couldn't walk after only a week, what was the reason?" Muen hoped to ask for something valuable from the soul.
"I'm a spiritual magister close to the level of a high-level mage, from the Tower...... It was like this before I was alive. The spiritual shock you have received is due to the remnants of the remains of the original owner of this secret realm, the Dark Sage. The self-proclaimed tower mage said.
Mu En pondered for a moment and asked, "Then you must know Tavasis?"
The ghost nodded, "He's a famous genius, about my age. Speaking of which, if he hadn't slackened his cultivation, he would probably have become an archmage by now, but it's a pity that he stays in the tower all the year round and is a person who doesn't have any adventures, otherwise he can be promoted faster. β
"He is now the Lord of the Tower, the Holy Magister. Mu En said.
"Impossible, he is only in his early two hundreds at most now, it is impossible to become a Holy Magister at such a young age, at least he can't. β
"Why are you here?"
"You?" the ghost smiled, as if curious about the reason for the plural.
"The Magister of the Tower can't appear alone in the secret realm, that's the rule. β
"You seem to know a lot about the Tower. β
"I hope to find a way to break the situation, let's not dwell on this kind of problem. β
"I told you you wouldn't get out, and at that time our team of seven Magi all died in this place. The Dark Seer was one of the most powerful minions of the Eternal King during the Havoc of more than fifty years ago, and even after his death, his remains were sealed in the fragments of the Cursed Land, and the remaining energy still killed us. His evil spiritual power has even spurred a strange ecology here, and it has been maintained for a full twenty years, although it has weakened so much now, it is still too easy to kill the four of you in the end. β
"In that case...... How did you stay in a soul state for so long?" Mu En was very puzzled, and there was a faint sense of danger.
After a long conversation, the ghost's sunken body began to slowly regain its fullness, as if the conversation could make him less lonely and slow down the process of losing his mind.
"The seven Magisters used their residual consciousness to continue to talk, and finally survived those twenty years. That's how the ghost replied.
"Hey, it's such a big soul-burning lamp. When Mu En heard such an explanation, he directly sneered and sneered.
"......" the ghost fell silent.
"You're only a little more than a decade old, so you know about such a thing as a soul lamp, and you're the heir of a nobleman?" asked the ghost after a while.
"You devoured the souls of your fellow mates to strengthen your own spiritual power, so that you could keep yourself aware. What's the difference between this and cannibalism, and what difference with those sorcerers?" asked Muen.
"It's everyone's wish to survive, and at the last moment, the law can only eat the strong. Don't think too much of yourself, maybe you or your companions have already had similar thoughts, but it's not even at the last minute. The ghost floated in the air, and replied with its arms folded. Strangely, being so mocked, he still didn't seem to have any intention of making a move.
"I will not give up on my companions. β
The Wraith smiled and looked past Muen to Karna, "Because it's not the last moment, and you don't know what other people think, do you?"
"There's no point in sowing discord, the soul in the soul burning lamp. You could have eaten me now. β
The ghost shook his head and said, "I think you've guessed a lot, this place can indeed be counted as a soul burning lamp, but the effect is not so significant. But you guessed it wrong, I never devoured the souls of my companions, who were once my brothers. But...... Their fate is even more tragic than that. At this, the ghost closed its eyes, as if recalling the past.
After a moment, the ghost opened his obscure eyes and smiled at Muen.
"You are a disciple of Tavasis, I will help you once, and the right to repay him for the favor he once gave me, although it is of little use. You're going to die eventually, it's just a matter of time. β
"Listen, many of the forks in the map can only be seen if your mental power is low to a certain extent, and those forks lead to the 'Golden Spring' after you choose the right ones. But in fact, the bright gold is only a faΓ§ade, and your journey will stop there. β
"There will be a 'Dementor' guarding the junction between the Golden Spring and the end of the labyrinth, but in fact he is not trying to keep the people here from going out, but ......"
"Huh...... Forget it, let yourselves feel the despair. β
With that, he chanted a spell, siphoned up the lost souls around him and refined a hundred and ten, and then used this powerful and pure spiritual power to slam Mu En's soul back into his own body, and engraved a spell cage, so that his soul could not get out of his body.
Mu En woke up, but his condition at this time made him extremely uncomfortable.
The body is rejecting the soul, and the soul is rejecting the body, as if in purgatory.
The body belongs to me and does not belong to me, my five senses are deprived, and I feel like a walking dead manipulating this body.
"Muen moves!" Karna looked at the tightly knit brow, Muen twitched, and began to wave his arm.
"He doesn't seem normal?" Elizabeth looked at for a few seconds, then took a step back.
Mu En started from the soul back to the body, first tried to move his limbs, but did not get the feeling of manipulation, he was a little flustered, wanted to open his eyes, but the eyes were still deep black, his hands were supported on the ground and there was no touch, and the propped up body did not bring the slightest feedback to himself.
"I can't feel my body!" Muen roared, the voice echoing through the hollows, but he couldn't hear it at all.
Mu En began to throw punches at herself, scratching at the blood marks of her debut and letting out a terrible scream, but she still couldn't receive the slightest feedback from her body.
Several of them frowned and stepped back.
Mu En's eyes widened in front of them, and he kept falling and propping himself up in a strange posture, waving his arms and shins as hard as he could but aimlessly.
Behind everyone, the ghost with his arms around his arms seemed to be admiring the ugliness and thought it was a little funny, so he laughed.
His siphoning still didn't stop, and more and more ghosts that couldn't escape were refined into pure spiritual power by him, and after a few minutes, there was no ghost left in this corridor-like stone cave.
Except for him.
Those majestic spiritual powers were like needles and threads in his hands, sewing Mu En and his five senses together little by little, Mu En felt the severe pain, but also felt the return of perception.
It's like a clever doctor who peels off someone's skin intact and sews it back while the person is wailing but not dying.
This skin belongs to him, but it no longer belongs to him, but it is still in his body.
Mu En endured the inhuman pain, but his spirit was almost broken, and his eyes lost their brightness.
The clever doctor stitched up all the rifts in his soul so that he wouldn't become the walking dead who lived in a shell but whose soul had become demented like the other ghosts.
Everything happened quickly, only in a matter of minutes. So much so that the three of them have not yet discussed whether to kill him to end his suffering, or just let him kill himself like this.
Mu En quieted down, and the faint glimmer of the secret realm was transmitted back into his eyes, he was still confused, but he seemed to be stabilized in a strange state.
Pain began to come from almost everywhere in his body, and because of the force, he actually waved one of his arms and dislocated, and his joints were twisting unnaturally.
He straightened his arm and knelt on the ground with a low sigh, the pain in his body that was not worth mentioning in front of the Soul Crack.
Karna saw that Muen was quiet, so he cautiously called out his name.
Mu En responded, holding back the pain, her voice looking languished and weak.
"What happened to you?" Karna stepped forward, not stopping the flow of his circuit.
"Out of body. Muen replied in that weak voice.
In fact, Mu En had never felt so full of his spirit, but at this moment, all his spiritual power was fighting against the severe pain transmitted from his soul.
But he couldn't faint, he couldn't break down, he could only bear the pain clearly and clearly, he buried his face on the ground, and tried his best to answer his companion's questions in that flat tone, but no one saw that his facial expression was already extremely distorted, and every muscle in his body was trembling because of the rigidity of the tension.
Ten minutes passed, but the pain did not subside, he opened his mouth, but his throat could not make a sound.
At the moment, the only thought left in his mind was the desire to die.
"You can't just die. The ghost seemed to feel Mu En's thoughts, and slapped his palm in the distance, and Mu En just took the blow and fainted. Then the ghost unleashed three more attacks, knocking out all three of his companions as well, ending their dilemma of choosing between human and animal nature.
"Not strong enough and not ruthless enough, you deserve to die. The ghost sneered, and then suddenly thought of himself who was trapped here and couldn't die, but the smile was even worse, as if it was so pleasant to mock himself.
At this moment, an aura that only the soul could perceive, like the origin of the desolation, surged from the invisible tunnel.
The ghost opened the barrier and protected the fainting four.
The wind was rushing, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the ghost.
"Don't worry...... Hold your horses. He muttered.
"Crazy and stupid souls are bitter, but souls that rekindle hope and fall into despair again are the most delicious, aren't they?"
The hollow echoed, as if something was echoing his proposal.
A big moon rose in the sky, and the ghost looked up at it and laughed wryly, his voice beginning to change, like a child laughing in the fields under the moonlight humming a nursery rhyme.
Crows in front of the window
Knock on everyone's home
Dig up the sand in the wilderness
Why did they jump off one after another
Why do they ......
Thorny flowers
Pierced eyelids wrapped around the head and hair
Laugh as much as you want
Even if we are hanging from the branches
Laugh as much as you want
Because he'll cut your cheeks
The sound of pure white laughter was so piercing that the evil spirit gradually disappeared in the echoing song.
"You guessed a lot...... This is indeed a small soul-burning lamp. β
"I really didn't devour the souls of my fellow travelers. β
"But your souls are too tasty, and ...... It could be even more delicious!hahahahaha......haha
Shrill laughter echoed in every corner of the secret realm, and the wild ghosts who had long since lost their minds seemed to be greatly frightened and began to flee in all directions in an almost frenzied manner.