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Chapter 342:

The huge gray cloud, at some point, condensed above his head.

Thick clouds slowly rolled, revealing large white striped objects within.

The object was flanked by translucent membranes, slowly stirring as the rain clouds rolled.

The shadow of the clouds completely covered him, and a strange feeling hung over him.

"What is this?" he was a little stunned.

Just as he was guessing, suddenly, the slowly rolling clouds became violent, and not far in front of him, the clouds suddenly cracked.

A huge green snake head was revealed, and the turquoise pupilless snake eyes slowly turned towards him.

It's like a human looking at a tiny fly and mosquito.

This sudden scene caused the brain of the Dead Soul Worm to freeze abruptly, and the subconscious instinct kept him away from this behemoth.

But his body was stiff and motionless, as if he moved a little, and he would be completely swallowed by the giant snake.

But then the head of the snake opened its mouth violently and pounced on him with a heavy cloud.

Darkness fell in an instant.

Ten minutes later.

In a sparse wood, Freya, crouching on the ground, held a black dagger in her hand as if she was cutting something.

From time to time, there was a 'hissing' sound.

For a long time, there was a 'click', which seemed to be the sound of some breaking.

Freya threw away the dagger in her hand, quickly took out a black test tube from her waist, poured out the liquid inside, and sprinkled it on the ground.

'Poof'

A wisp of white smoke rose from the ground.

Freya looked at the head of the insect in her hand and stood up with satisfaction, the ground was the headless body of the dead soul worm, and it seemed that it was still twitching from time to time because of its strong physique, as if it was not completely dead.

"Activating Elixir. It lasts for three hours, which is almost enough. ”

After she managed to cut off the head of the Dead Soul Worm, Arthur and the three barbarian wizards ran over from outside the woods.

This place is a little farther away from the scope of the Grand Canyon, and it is already very fast for them to arrive here in ten minutes without the ability to fly.

Arthur, who walked quickly to the side of the god Freya, saw the head in her hand, his eyes froze slightly, and then he showed apologies.

"I'm sorry, sir. It was my negligence."

"It's okay." Freya waved her hand. Take out a black pocket and put your head in it. "Do you have any wizards who specialize in necromancy?"

"Yes." Arthur nodded, he had already guessed what Freya wanted to do.

"That's good." Freya threw the black bag directly into his hands. "Dig out this guy's memories for me, soul words. Whatever you want, no problem. ”

"No problem." Taking the bag, Arthur said with an embarrassed face. "However, with our technology. It may take a little longer. ”

"How long will it take?" Freya asked

Arthur made a silent calculation in his heart, and then said. "Three days. Three days should be fine. ”

"Okay." Freya agreed directly.

Although she is pressed for time now, she can still wait for three days.

Glancing at the desolate area, Freya patted her white robes lightly.

"Dispose of the body and go back to Lion City."

"Yes. My lord. Arthur nodded, pulled out a silvery slime-like object from his body, and threw it onto the corpse, which was still twitching slightly.

Soon. The liquid completely enveloped the corpse, and countless bubbles bubbled up under the mucus of the corpse, which was originally extremely defensive. Like a soap bubble, it quickly dried up.

Several people didn't look at the corpse, which had turned into a pile of water stains, and left directly in the original direction......

Three days later.

Inside the Lion City, full of windmills, in an ordinary hotel.

Arthur handed a transparent crystal to Freya.

"My lord, this is a fragment of memory extracted from the soul, and the memory inside may not be complete because of the haste."

"Well, I see, thank you for your hard work." Freya nodded and took the crystal.

The crystal is only the size of a fist, spherical in shape, and a moving transparent bug can be faintly seen inside, climbing unconsciously along the crystal wall.

The image is exactly the same as that of the Dead Soul Worm.

After a pause, she reached out directly and lightly touched the crystal surface.

The transparent worm inside the crystal was immediately stirred into large pieces by the spiritual tentacles released by Freya's fingers, and then inhaled by her.

For a moment, a huge number of mutilated images flooded into Freya's brain.

Most of these images are meaningless, they are what the Dead Soul Worm experienced before its death, and it is impossible for Phreya's super mind to receive them all.

As a result, the images that had no effect on her were simply ignored, and she focused on finding information about the fountain of life.

Scenes like movies passed by her sight, and fragments of memories were ignored by her.

Unconsciously, Freya's azure pupils were clouded with a faint white glow, and something seemed to be jumping inside.

Suddenly, among the many memories, a familiar forest scene appeared in her field of vision.

It was a wonderful forest with countless green glows, and the forest was filled with countless beautiful white elk, and the sky was dim, and the air was filled with a fresh smell.

Cute little animals ran past her, and as she walked, a huge old tree suddenly appeared in front of her in a grass full of green fluorescent.

In the middle of the tree is a green liquid that is slowly gushing outward, giving the forest endless vitality.

Seeing this, Freya slowly raised her head, the white light in her eyes quickly receded, and she frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful look.

"I didn't expect it to be in the underworld, and this guy is still a wizard in the Shadow Lands."

When Freya and Crane first teamed up to enter the Ancient Ruins, they met the wizards of the Shadowlands.

According to Cranet's speculation, this wizarding organization is not small underground, but the wizard members inside are relatively scattered, and I don't know how it is managed.

And when she killed the Dead Soul Worm, her image may have been transmitted to this organization.

"Trouble"

Hearing Freya's slight grumbling, Arthur bowed his head slightly.

"My lord, the underworld and our surface wizards have always been at odds with each other, and we must make some thorough preparations if we want to enter."

"No need." Freya interrupted. "I'll go to the underworld by myself this time, you guys go back to Cranet, it's easier for me to move alone."

"But," Arthur wanted to say something, but finally nodded when he saw Freya's expression. "Okay, I got it, sir." (To be continued)