Chapter 843: Ghost Classroom
"How?"
Calmly retracting the shackles, Charles reached out and pulled the female shaman up from the slump on the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"It's okay......" The female shaman's expression was still a little stiff, but her eyes had regained her composure.
"If you put away the scattered bones, you'll have completed the first phase of the mission...... As for the second stage of the mission, to find the holy relics, do you see if these undead have holy relics on them? "Charles Road.
The female shaman looked around, came back and shook her head: "No." β
Several other sailors looked at the skeleton controlled by the Charr in amazement.
"These skeletons are a little different from what we usually encounter, and they seem to have mutated." The half-orc warrior Papa touched his head and stood next to one of the skeletons, and his height was actually a head shorter.
The female shaman focused on Charles with anticipation, it seems that the mission guidance is only here, and the second stage of the holy relics will depend on the players themselves to search.
"Let me ask them first."
Charles gave the order, and several skeletons lined up in a straight line in front of him, and then, the golden book emblem shone brightly, and the [Dead Talk] magic of the three rings affected these undead.
The fire in the skull's eye sockets flickered, all casting their gaze on Charles, and at the moment he had the feeling of being watched by a living creature.
Dead Talk allows a corpse or undead to answer a few questions from the caster, but knowledge of corpses is limited to the time they were alive, and the answers are usually vague.
"Where are the relics you are carrying?" Charles asked.
Skeletons that had regained some intelligence looked at each other, and one of them said in a rigid, faint human lingua franca, "...... Where, at the chief of Dav. β
"Chief Davour? What about your leader......" Charles continued.
The skeleton was silent, unable to utter a word for a long time.
"It seems that they were separated from the leader of Davor after their deaths, and they have no memories of that time." Charles shrugged at the female shaman, "It's not easy to find a dead native in the ruins. β
The female shaman pursed her lips and hesitated, "Then, do you want to go out?" β
"Get out?" Charles shook his head, "No matter how difficult it is, I have to help you do the breakthrough task first, and then I have my own affairs, by the way, I will take you a hand." β
Charles turned around and asked a few more barbarian skeletons, "Do you know where there are high undead?" β
At this moment, all the skeletons, without exception, turned their heads to look at the ruins of a building, and the fire in their eyes shook violently, as if they were afraid.
"Interesting." Charles followed the place where the skeleton looked, trying to release his divine perception, a strong aura of negative energy, indeed existed in that direction.
Asking for directions to the dead is the best way to do it, and many things are easy to do when the dead can also talk.
After all, there is nothing that knows the underground ruins better than the necromancer, the ruins are the home of the necromancer, and outsiders have broken in, but any high-level undead with some wisdom must have memories of this.
"Pastβ" Charles tried to order several skeletons to approach the ruins, but the skeletons kept shaking their heads and backwards, the spiritual threads wrapped around them unstable, as if they could break at any moment.
Seeing this, Charles was curious.
He caught a glimpse of a few uneasy sailors and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as it's not strange, I can handle it." β
These words are not boasting, there are not many relics that can make him retreat, and there may be legendary undead in the ruins of the Arcane Empire, but the scene of the legendary undead and him facing each other is probably jealous of each other.
The legendary undead did not dare to attack because he was the electorate of the night yao, and Charles thought that he could not defeat the legendary undead if he was tough, so he was equally cautious.
"Either stay here or come with me." Charles pointed to his feet, "I can let these skeletons stay and protect you while I come out." β
"We will go wherever the great god goes." The orc warrior Papa hurriedly expressed his loyalty.
The other three sailors all nodded, and as for the female shaman, her eyes were always on Charles, who obviously recognized Charles as the savior of her exemplary breakthrough mission, and it was absolutely impossible to leave the team.
"Let's go together, then."
Charles nodded, and walked along.
"Don't light torches." Before stepping into the ruins of the building, Charles turned back to a few sailors.
It is an abandoned academy with winding corridors and courtyards covered with collapsed masonry.
Walking on the corridor, as if frightened by the strange atmosphere, several sailors consciously leaned close to the only priest in the procession.
Standing at the mouth of the half-broken stone staircase, there was a faint sound of footsteps overhead, and the sound of small conversations, as if whispering, the voice was deep and empty.
"Paranormal phenomena?" Charles first pinched a [Anti-Evil Array] magic technique, thought about it and prepared the [True Perception Technique] of the five rings to prevent himself from being teased by some supernatural phenomena.
"Let's-"
He stepped up the stairs first, and deliberately increased the sound of his footsteps, as if the things on the floor were disturbed, and the small whispers disappeared in an instant.
The team of six people walked on the second floor, the air was full of dust, including Charr, everyone covered their mouths and noses, but the head of the half-orc warrior Papa was still too abstract, and the palm of his hand could not cover the wide nostrils, and the moment the dust entered his nose, the half-orc warrior let out an uncontrollable cough.
The atmosphere was even more deadly.
The half-orc warrior also realized that he had made a mistake and looked embarrassed.
Charles's eyebrows moved, and the golden book emblem that had just floated in his palm fell back into his hand.
"What are you doing?!"
An angry voice resounded through the hallway, and thud, and out of the half-collapsed room next to it came a dark blue humanoid soul body, who almost looked like a living person, wearing the clothes of a scholar with clear textures and details, and who was obviously a mentor of the academy before his death.
The ghost was furious, scolding the six members of the team with their heads and faces.
"Don't move!" Charles stopped the orc warrior who was about to swing his axe, and the ghost of the academy tutor reined in his anger, "You come back to class with me. β
Charles gestured to several of his teammates, and all six followed the ghost into the ruins of the classroom.
The back half of the classroom had collapsed, only the front half remained, the desks and chairs were still neat, and the ghosts of about a dozen students, both men and women, looked curiously at the team of six who suddenly broke in, and whispered a lot of discussions.
"It turns out that the whispers in front of me are from these ghosts......" Charr suddenly realized.
The ghosts have a negative energy aura, but it is not strong, these ghosts are completely different from the undead resentful spirits that are full of anger, and the spirits that make up the spirits are very clean, which is why Charles did not rush to purify them.
"Find a place to sit downβ"
The ghost mentor stood on the podium and shouted at the six people who had just entered the door.
Charles took the initiative to sit in a vacant seat, and several other sailors did so.
"Now let's review what we just learned yesterday." The ghost tutor took the book and began to teach.
It was a lesson in dimensional knowledge, and the Ghost Mentor spoke for a few minutes, and the orc warrior shifted his ass and looked at Charles with a pleading gaze, but that look quickly turned to surprise.
"System: Your knowledge of the plane has increased."
"+1 'Knowledge' skill." (To be continued.) )