Hiko's answer was entirely expected by Palladia. www.biquge.info In fact, if Hiko just gave up, he would be surprised. So when he first asked this question, he thought of a solution.

"In that case, are you willing to take a gamble?

Gambling has never been a problem. The question is what to gamble with! More people care more about the price of gambling than about gambling. What do you need to give, and what you pay is something you can bear. That's what's more important.

However, for such a problem, Hiko's concern is not this, but another issue.

"Bet, can it help little Pamela, and if I can, I'm willing to gamble!"

Palladia's straightforward answer made Paladia frown, and he looked at Hiko, who had lost his mind a little, and emphasized.

"Don't you want to hear my terms, and if I want your soul, will you do the same?"

"Why, have the paladins also started to learn from those warlocks to collect souls?" gritting his teeth and adapting to this strange feeling that the whole world was in a trance, Hiko roared directly at the paladin. "Whatever you do, if it helps little Pamela, just do it. I'm running out of time. So, as long as you can help Pamela, as long as you can let her rest in peace, you can do anything. Even if you want my soul ......"

The reckless Hiko, who was really beyond Palladia's imagination. He really felt that this young junior was a little too impulsive. But it is precisely because of this will that the Light can be so different in him.

Palladia, who was a little helpless about her choice, comforted herself and turned to the people around her who could help her.

"Ysera, I need your help. Help me get involved in this child's dream. ”

"Let me take a look, Palladia. What kind of child would need you to ask me for help, let me help you intervene in his dreams!"

An elegant and noble female voice rang out from Palladia's ears, and immediately after, a layer of emerald green permeated the world filled with holy light, silently taking over the dominance of this dream.

As the owner of the dream, Hikoyuki only felt his brain in a trance, and then saw his body being lifted up like a marionette.

"What's going on?"

Before Hiko could ask the question in his heart, Palladia said to him.

"Don't be silent, I'm in control of your body right now. I will use all the Light you have left to fulfill your wishes. ”

When Yan heard this, he instantly fell silent. He watched as Palladia took control of himself, and walked step by step towards the pile of bones, to the bones of the warriors who had died in Talon County.

Not only him, but even little Pamela was watching this side as well. I saw that Hiko, who was being controlled by Palladia, was half-kneeling there with a raging holy light, and then, the holy light began to fly all over the sky like colorful sparks.

The stars are dotted, like silky wisps, each trace of holy light is like a cocoon, like a chrysalis butterfly linked to those bones that have long been decayed, and then, with a shallow whisper, these holy lights began to manifest a phantom-like existence from the body of the bones.

Like pitch-black and viscous ink, like the dirt in a swamp, every manifested being roared and struggled silently. They were men and women, old and young. There are fighters, but also innocent civilians. During their lifetimes, they played a variety of roles, soldiers guarding the frontier, civilians cultivating the fields, and reselling goods. But now, they have only one identity, and that is the unwilling soul.

Unwilling to be killed by natural disasters, unwilling to sink to Si. The desire for life and the resentment of not being able to rest due to the manipulation of natural disasters have turned them into bitter spirits. Unlike Pamela, who retains her sanity, these deceased only have the last grievances of their own lives haunted by them. The pain of being killed, the grief of not seeing one's family, and the hatred of the enemy stepping on their own corpses. These extreme resentments drove them, causing them to let out a terrifying roar at the first moment of recovery, even after so many years.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't want to die!"

"My children, my wife, I haven't seen them for the last time. ”

"Fight, fight until the last moment!, warriors, pick up your shields and prepare to fight!"

A jumble of frantic sounds is mixed together, and one can feel pain and fear from the depths of one's soul just by hearing them. As undead spirits, they do have the ability to transmit their pain to others. And that's not all.

As more and more resentful spirits awakened, so did the power of death. Crazy and restless, the feeling was even more powerful than the regular undead of the previous natural disasters.

But no matter how much these newly revived spirits struggled and roared. None of them could break through the white light in front of them.

As early as the time of the resurgence of these spirits, Palladia had already used the power of the Light to surround them. All of them were shrouded in the Holy Light, and even if they were angry, they could only vent their grievances in vain in this Holy Light.

And at this time, Palladia already had the next move.

His moaning suddenly became loud, and although no one could hear the muttering of the contents, anyone who heard his words could feel a peace from the depths of his soul, a real peace of mind. Then, a holy light suddenly pierced the heavens, like a blessing from heaven, shining on those unwilling resentful spirits.

Like a weight of ten thousand pounds, these restless spirits fell to the ground one after another under the illumination of the holy light that overflowed in the sky. The light is like a chain, like a shackle, and no matter how unwilling they are, they can't make any moves in this situation. And in the face of those resentful spirits who were still unwilling to roar even if they were pressed to the ground by the power of the holy light, the holy light suddenly burst out.

Huge wings stretched out from Hiko's body like the glow of a god. Compared to the time when Hiko erupted in the wrath of divine vengeance, this wing was brighter, more serene and holy, like a real, holy light wing, which made people look compassionate and peaceful.

And as such wings vibrate, countless feathers of light floated out. It's like a gift from God, or the best memory you've ever lost. Just staring at the fluttering feathers, the restless spirits began to calm down.

Instead of blindly chasing what they could never reach, they watched in amazement as the feathers of holy light approached them and melted into their bodies. Dig out the most important things in the depths of your soul little by little.

"Remember, kid. The efforts of outsiders cannot give the souls a true rest. True rest is always peace that comes from the depths of one's own heart. The Light is only a bridge of communication, and if you really want to give them rest with the Light, then try to touch their hearts. ”

"This is my last lesson, the true meaning of transcending the undead!"

Palladia's words grew farther and farther away, and as his consciousness drifted into a trance, Hiko suddenly found that he had regained control of his body. By this time, those spirits had been transformed.

They are no longer crazy, nor are they despairing. Qing Ning's eyes reappeared in their eyes, and the holy light had made them completely return to their former selves.

And in the midst of the undead who regained their senses, a tall brown-haired man eagerly stepped out of the barrier of the Holy Light and opened his arms towards a small, running undead.

"Pamela, my child, my baby. ”

The awakened undead hugged the running child, and tears like moonlight flowed down his blue and transparent face. He whispered as he kissed his child's face the same color.

"I'm sorry, my child, my poor little Pamela. I actually made you wait so long to make you wait until this time. It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I could go back sooner, if I could end this war. You wouldn't be like this. ”

"No, it's not your fault. Daddy!" gently wiped away the tears of his father, who had been waiting for him for many years, and although the little ghost also had tears, he had the brightest smile on his face. "I know my dad is fighting for all of us, I know my dad is a hero. So, I'm willing to keep waiting. Moreover, my father promised that I would come back to see me and be reunited with me. Now you've done that too, so I don't blame you at all. Dad, I'm so glad you're back, I'm really happy!"

The little ghost is still so understanding, but her clever words are the tears that make her father, who has been through countless wars, an iron-like man, burst into tears again. The greatest tragedy in the world did not break the kindness and innocence of this little girl, who, like her life, was always the most magnificent treasure in his heart. This made him bow his head and kiss Pamela deeply on the forehead. Then he took her hand and said to her.

"Thank you, my good boy. We can go home, we can finally be together! Let's get to where we need to go. ”

Nodding happily, the little ghost set his eyes on Hiko. She glanced at her father, and then she rushed to Hiko, looking up at him.

"Thank you, Mr. Ghost. Thank you for everything you have done for me. ”

"No thanks, Pamela. For your sake, these are all I willingly. "He doesn't seem to care about his loss at all, and for Hiko, being able to see the happy smile of the little ghost is the best reward for himself.

In the face of such a satisfied Hiko, the little girl smiled and held out an illusory wooden-handled cup from behind her.

"This is the sugar water tea I prepared for my father, and I made it myself. But now I want to give it to you. Thank you, Mr. Ghost. I can be with my dad again, and it's all thanks to you. It's a pleasure to meet you as a friend, and I will remember you forever. Now, it's time to say goodbye! Goodbye, my dear friend, I'm going to be friends with you if there is an afterlife. ”

After taking the sugar water tea that seemed to have no weight at all, Yan watched in a daze as the little girl took her father's hand and disappeared into the hazy holy light step by step. It wasn't until he couldn't see them anymore that he laughed with relief.

He raised the teacup and put it to his lips. The air, which didn't feel like any liquid flowing, flowed silently into his throat, but Hikoko felt the most pleasant sensation coming from him.

"It's so sweet!"

With a faint sigh of emotion, the world finally fell into darkness with the hazy and dissipating holy light.