Mu Yan didn't know how much time had passed, in short, it was much less time than before. Tightly tied, he came to a hidden cave in the ground.

With the hole facing down, two soldiers tied up the other soldiers with seaweed hanging from the wall and hung them like clothes.

A row of armoured souls hung neatly on the stone wall, expressionlessly reciting the repetitive dialogue, and the scene was particularly terrifying.

The three of them swam into the entrance of the cave, and not long after they went up, Mu Yan saw an empty hall, there was no seawater here, it was a hole.

At the edge of the cave sat a number of ragged souls against the wall, all of whom looked up at him.

He was sure that these people were conscious, unlike the row of brothers hanging outside, because their eyes were clearly disgusted when they looked at him.

As he looked around, the Kragon soldier bowed respectfully to a man with a cloak sitting in the middle, and said, "Lord [Kragon] Sage, the surrounding ten blocks have been patrolled, and no other people have been found who have not fled except this soul snatcher. ”

"[Kragon] It's hard work, come here and rest."

Underneath the cloak is supposed to be a woman, and her voice is very gentle.

Then another soldier asked, "What about this soul snatcher?" ”

"Bring him [in Samika] with you."

"Lord Sage, please be careful not to let this Soul Grabber get too close." The old woman beside the sage reminded, and she was still staring at Mu Yan with vigilant eyes.

"[Rollin] Granny Ouma, it's okay." The sage was relieved, and then lifted his hood, revealing a beautiful face.

Mu Yan felt that the other party was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he was pushed and took a few steps forward.

At this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from outside the cave, and at the same time, the water in the cave trembled violently, surging in waves and hitting the surrounding stone walls.

He could understand why these people were hiding at the edge of the cave walls, getting too close and being snatched away by the waves—like he was now.

Huge waves surged up from the cavern, crashed against the stone walls, and then fell back, engulfing everything that could be swept away. Seeing that Mu Yan was about to be swept away, a warm hand grabbed his ankle.

"[Rollin] Granny Omar, help me."

Is that the sage? Mu Yan was suddenly grateful, but unfortunately he couldn't speak.

The waves came and went as fast as they came, and as the screams faded away, the water gradually returned to calm.

Mu Yan's clothes were soaked and he lay on the ground, quite embarrassed. He looked up and saw that the crowd was no better than him.

The sage was also lying on the ground, one hand grasping his ankle, and the other being dragged by the old woman.

He cast a grateful look, and then was surprised to find that there was a little more surprise in the other party's eyes, but he quickly forcibly hid it.

"What's the situation? Why is this woman suddenly excited? "He's ready to leave at any time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Niudra is gone, and everyone is safe again." The old woman, known as Granny Omar, stood up and announced calmly to everyone.

The crowd hiding on the edge of the mountain wall cheered.

They lined up in front of the sage and bowed to her one by one in thanks.

Listening to all kinds of strange thanks, Mu Yan felt like he was participating in the language assessment - there were even languages he didn't master.

You must know that as a legendary scholar, including the above dialect, his mastery of human language is 87/117, ranking fourth in the world, and the top three are all native Latin linguists, if he didn't deliberately hide his identity information, it is estimated that there are many media who came to the hospital to report the news, the paralyzed boy is disabled, and he still masters nearly 100 foreign languages in bed, and he has thought of the title.

But in a trance, he suddenly figured out why he thought this sage was a little strange!

The language used by the other party is different every time!

Even though she can communicate in different languages, she deliberately uses the language used by the other party, which is definitely not for show-off or what-not—it's a habit!

Thinking of this, he silently stared at the sage for a long time.

During this period, the other party also threw several surprised glances at him, but did not avoid it in the slightest.

The dim soul couldn't distinguish the color, and the face couldn't be seen really, but the more she looked at Mu Yan, the more she felt that she had seen her somewhere......

That's right! Grace!?

That portrait hanging in Zaix's study!?

Could it be that —

For a moment his breathing was heavy—if the soul had breathed.

It's unbelievable! Is this still the lucky 1 yourself? Found Grace all at once?

Despite the astonishing discovery, the situation was awkward: first, he couldn't open his mouth to verify it, and second, he couldn't close the deal. Zaix said that with his current strength, forcibly taking away the soul would be fatal.

As the last person left, there were only five people left in the cave, including Mu Yan, and it was suddenly much empty.

"Lord Sage, this soul snatcher should send him back."

The old woman's shriveled voice reverberated back and forth over the cave.

"[Rollin] Granny Omar, I have something I want to talk to him privately, is that okay?" The sage blinked, a little pleading on his face.

The old woman glanced at Mu Yan, which made him tremble.

There's something wrong with this old granny! He was shocked, even Zaix had never put so much pressure on him.

"Okay, I'll have to tie him up."

Granny Oumar took the seaweed from the Kragon soldier and tied Mu Yan to a raised stone.

"Sage, don't touch him."

"Yes, Granny Omar."

Seeing the three of them away, the sage breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked straight to Mu Yan.

"[Samika] can you understand me, right?"

Mu Yan nodded.

She changed several languages, most of them in the local languages of the city-states before the unification of Morningstar. Most of Mu Yan can understand it.

Seeing this, the sage took a deep breath, as if to suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Did he send you to me?"

Hearing this, Mu Yan was moved to tears, and quickly nodded as if a chicken pecked rice.

This is a god-like teammate......

The sage also seemed excited, and she was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

"I don't know how many years have passed outside, but he hasn't forgotten my ......"

What's more! He's going crazy!! Mu Yan shouted frantically in his heart, it was terrible that he couldn't talk.

He forced himself to calm down, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would really not be able to hold back his excitement and attract the scavengers, and it would be all over.

"Why is it so bothered...... It's me who is sorry for him......"

If there were tears in the soul, then Grace must be in tears right now. Mu Yan thought so.

"You have the same aura as him, so I recognized you at a glance, it must have been Mia who had guided you here, and despite being in hell, she was secretly protecting me, just as she had protected him in the first place......" Grace clutched her chest reverently and closed her eyes.

The same breath? Could it be...... Golden apples? Mu Yan became more and more sure of the identity of the person in front of him. If the golden apple is Mia's protection, then she and Zaix are her protectors!

Grace seemed to be praying, and seemed to calm her excitement, and after a half-ring she spoke again:

"But...... But you're too weak, I don't know how he's doing, please tell him, don't come to me without permission until you reach the legend, you must remember...... Also, don't listen to Leorick's lies, he's crazy, don't believe him, don't! ”

Mu Yan nodded. It seems that Leorik did come out of here, and his reputation was so great that even Grace knew he was crazy.

She seemed to want to say something, but at this moment, the light on Mu Yan's body flickered, just like Ultraman on Earth when time came.

"You go, don't be so reckless next time, others are not so merciful to the Soul Grabber."

Mu Yan nodded, silently reciting the incantation in his heart, and the beige light on his body gradually became richer.

At the end of the day, he disappeared in front of Grace's eyes.

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"The Recorder has successfully returned to Lokan, and the system has been reopened."

"Soul contamination from Heru has been detected, and the ...... is being removed"

"Cleared, 20,000 experience points will be deducted."

WTF！？ Mu Yan was still in a daze, and was suddenly awakened by this prompt.

He hurriedly counted the digits again, yes, it was 4 zeros, and 20,000 experience was gone! The mage rank is clearly followed by 8830/1560.

What a loss......

"How did you feel about your first trip to the River Styx?" Zaix's voice drifted faintly.

Mu Yan stared at him straight and said word by word:

"I found Grace."

"What !!!?"

A sudden gust of wind broke off in the meditation room, and a thick layer of frost formed on the walls at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zaix grabbed Mu Yan's collar, and the robes of the two hunted, and the latter's face was frozen blue, his lips were purple, and he couldn't speak.

"Warning, the temperature is too low, and you are about to fall into near-death protection ......"

"Warning, the temperature is too low, and you are about to fall into near-death protection ......"

The system prompts a flush of red.

Zaix, your motherfuck...... Can you calm down?

As if aware of his gaffe, Zaix hurriedly let go of his hand.

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

He walked around nervously, holding his head in his hands, trembling uncontrollably.

"I ...... I'm so excited, I'm sorry ......"

"You...... You can't lie to me, do you? ”

He suddenly raised his head and stared at Mu Yan with red eyes.

Mu Yan suspected that as long as he said the word "yes" at this time, nine out of nine would die from the soul harvest.

He licked his purple lips, his gums fought, and his voice trembled and said, "When~yet~no~is~"

……

Ten minutes later, Mu Yan, who was huddled on the sofa, wrapped in a quilt and holding a cup of hot tea, finished telling his experience.

"She said you have the same aura as me, referring to the golden apple, right?"

Mu Yan nodded.

"It's supposed to be a golden apple, right? Right? ”

Mu Yan nodded again.

“…… There can't be any other answer, right? ”

"This is the fifth time, big brother." He said impatiently.

"I'm not worried...... Zaix was aggrieved like a child, without the dignity of a white-robed mage at all.

"Then let me make sure, does Grace know a lot of languages?"

Zaix thought for a moment, frowned and said, "The heir of the Jones family has always been known for her communicative skills in Turing, and she has also learned Samika, but you speak other languages...... I've never seen her study......"

Seeing that he was about to fall into anxiety, Mu Yan hurriedly comforted: "It doesn't matter, it may be learned from other people, there is everything to say there, it is simply a gathering place of intangible cultural heritage." ”

Zayx was immediately relieved.

"Do you know Granny Omar?" He asked again.

The necromancer shook his head.

The two checked all the information, and finally Zaix pulled out the map of the River Styx that Leorrick had helped him make.

"This is where you're going, oh my God, this is where you first came in?"

The other man pointed to the end of the River Styx, a sea area called "Niverheim".

"Is there any difference here?" Mu Yan asked.

"Leorick says this is where the scavengers stay on weekdays." Zaix was also thoughtful, "No wonder Grace told me to be careful of this guy, he came out of here." ”

Mu Yan has a sense of the same as that of a hero, so it seems that Niudra is the name of a scavenger? From the point of view of word formation, it is possible that the names of the sea and the scavenger are cognate with each other.

"Considering the abilities of the legendary mage, maybe you will be able to pinpoint it at that time." He comforted, "So don't be tempted by Leorik to become a lich or something, and don't go to the River Styx." ”

Zaix nodded, and the long-standing depression and gloom finally disappeared from his face, replaced by a touch of determination.

"There will come a day, and legend is never difficult for me."

Tsk, enviable hero template. Mu Yan muttered in his heart.