"The names of the evil forces are forbidden to mention, and the less the Holy Messenger knows, the better." Grand Duke Quirrell's feminine and handsome face carried a meaningful smile: "The Necromancy Flower has not appeared for more than 5,000 years, and today on a whim, I want to reminisce about the situation when the wizards refined the essence of the life soul, so I invite you to enjoy it together." ”

Alice squeezed out a smile on her face and said, "I originally only heard that Archduke Quirrell loves beautiful women the most, but today I know that Archduke also likes to watch wizards perform witch spells. ”

"The Holy Emissary is right, Grand Duke Quirrell not only loves women, but also loves to study witchcraft." King Edward laughed, "Protoss can't be wizards, but Grand Duke Quirrell is familiar with witchcraft. ”

"The Holy Emissary's face doesn't seem to be very good, could it be that he is not feeling well?" Grand Duke Quirrell looked at Alice beside him, his tone of concern.

Grand Duke Quirrell asked Alice as he spoke, but his hands clapped his hands, and three middle-aged women in brown robes of the same height and appearance walked in.

"I'm fine." Alice's voice trembled: "It's just that I feel scared when I think that these necromantic flowers are not sucking animals such as cattle and sheep, but sucking the souls of walkers." ”

It was only now that Alice understood why Archduke Litus had erased the memories of those in the Palisade of the Valley. The Holy Messenger of the Light Source is the messenger representing the power of the Light Source, obviously, the "evil power" in the mouth of Grand Duke Quirrell must not be the power of the light source--- if she is a soul sucker, she is the one who has signed a contract with the "evil power", how can she be the Holy Messenger of the Light Source?

"If he is not the Holy Messenger of the Light Source, is Wen Ying the Holy Envoy of the Light Source?" This thought flashed through her mind, and immediately made Alice feel frightened and frightened!

"Impossible, impossible--- Alice murmured. Her hands holding the crystal cup were even trembling faintly.

Seeing the frightened look on Alice's face, Grand Duke Quirrell's silver eyes flashed: "Impossible? What does the Holy Messenger mean by this? ”

Archduke Little, who was sitting next to Alice, took out the crystal cup in Alice's hand from Alice's hands and put it on the crystal table, he held Alice's hand with both hands, he knew very well that the frightened look on Alice's face at the moment was definitely not pretended.

Grand Duke Litus's voice was gentle: "The Holy Messenger does not need to be afraid, if the Holy Messenger does not want to see it, the Holy Messenger should return to the dormitory to rest." ”

Grand Duke Litus shook Alice's hands hard and let go. He only felt that Alice's hands were unusually cold, which reminded him of the black snow in the extreme cold.

Seeing the look of horror on Alice's face, Marquis Harvey suddenly felt a little distressed. It's just that on this occasion, it was inconvenient for him to speak, so he held back the words that came to his mouth.

"After all, the Holy Messenger is an earthling, and it has only been a hundred days since he arrived in Heaven, so it is estimated that it will be difficult to adapt for a while." Queen Caroline's pleasant voice rang out: "Or, Caroline accompanies the Holy Messenger back to the palace to rest?" ”

Alice didn't seem to pay attention to Queen Caroline's words, she looked at Archduke Litus as if she was pleading for help, even if she didn't feel anything about the movement of Archduke Little's hands, Archduke Little's actions made Alice feel warm.

"I was already very surprised when I saw the Necromantic Flower preying on the sheep for the first time in the Extreme South Continent that day." Alice forced her composure and said, "It's just, these flowers, are they really preying on the demon clans?" It can't be. ”

Alice gripped the crystal cup on the crystal table with both hands and took a sip of ice wine.

Grand Duke Quirrell thought to himself, "Surprised? I looked at you that day, and I was very calm. But he said, "Then send the Holy Messenger back to the dormitory first." ”

In the next sentence, Grand Duke Quirrell changed his words: "Presumably, the Holy Envoy was so surprised and scared when he saw the Necromantic Flower last night?" ”

"I went back to the dormitory after the banquet last night, took a nap, and for some reason, I dreamed of seeing the Necromantic Flower for the first time in the Extreme South Continent. As the Pegasus rode into the valley, he saw the Necromantic Flower and wanted to see it. Alice seemed to be calm, and she spoke more: "It's just that when I thought that those necromantic flowers were not preying on cattle and sheep, but demons, I was scared, and I returned to the Mulinhan Palace." ”

Marquis Mary thought to himself, his father is just to confirm whether Alice is a soul eater today, but can he achieve his goal by placing the Necromantic Flower in place?

"In that case, let's send the Holy Messenger back to the dormitory." Quirrell justice.

"Not necessarily." Alice's voice was louder, "I just want to make sure that there really are the souls of the Dark Isles in this necromantic flower?" ”

"Naturally." Grand Duke Quirrell laughed.

The look of horror on Alice's face faded, and her tone changed: "I want to see what those souls look like." ”

"Let's get started." Grand Duke Quirrell said to the three Dark Crystal wizards.

The wizards began to get their hands on it. After a long while, I saw that in the transparent barrel, under the blue umbrella of the only remaining blue pistil of the necromantic flower bone, there were drops of dark green liquid suspended, each drop was about the size of a pigeon's egg, constantly changing shapes and glittering.

"Is this the soul of the walkers?" Alice asked.

"For us, the soul is invisible and intangible." A dark crystal wizard said, "It's just that we cast a witch spell to imprison our souls in a dark green liquid through some divine and demonic mediums. ”

Every drop of dark green liquid is constantly changing shape, it is the soul that is struggling. Thinking of this, Alice was really horrified. At this moment, she suddenly thought, "What is the expression on her face?" She would love to have a mirror in front of her so she could see the expression on her face.

"According to the Divine Magic Codex, the place where the demon souls belong is a place called the "Seven Degrees of Undead Space", I wonder if the wizards can rescue these souls and send them to where they should go? “

The wizards looked stunned and hurriedly looked at Grand Duke Quirrell.

"The Holy Emissary wants to save these souls?" Archduke Quirrell's voice grew deeper and softer.

"Yes." A look of pity flashed across Alice's face: "They are so pitiful. I hope they can be liberated when they die. ”

"It's a pity, I'm afraid the Holy Messenger is going to be disappointed." Grand Duke Quirrell turned his head to look at Alice and said slowly: "The souls of these walkers, once they are sucked by the Necromantic Flower, their souls will be scattered, and they will no longer be able to reach the 'Seven Degrees of Undead Space'.

"It is also valuable to turn these broken souls of theirs into life soul essence." Grand Duke Quirrell continued.

Such cruel and cold-blooded words, coming out of the mouth of Grand Duke Quirrell, were so beautiful and beautiful.

Grand Duke Quirrell flicked his hand, and a silver rune flew out of his fingertips.

The silver rune flew into the transparent barrel and flew towards one of the drops of dark green liquid. In an instant, the drop of dark green liquid was bound by a thin silver chain a few times, and then a pair of silver wings were born, flying in front of Alice's eyes, almost touching the tip of Alice's nose.

Alice's face turned pale suddenly, and she began to nervous as she looked at the dark green liquid the size of a pigeon's egg and a pair of small silver wings that were constantly changing shapes.

Suddenly, Alice's eyes closed and she fainted.

Grand Duke Litus teleported and caught Alice, who was leaning forward and about to fall from the high-backed chair.

The drop of dark green liquid was still suspended in mid-air, constantly changing shape.