When Abigail and her neighbors arrived on the hillside, only a herd of black goats was left bleating.

"Raphael, Al Maiti...... Where are you?" shouted Abigail anxiously.

"Mrs. Abigail!!"

Shouts echoed in the valleys and forests.

No one answered, only the pine waves of the leaves.

"Strange, there are four people's footprints here!" a man leaned over and observed the traces of the grass: "Two adults, two children......"

And whose footprints were the footprints of one man? They scattered in search of hidden clues.

There were no traces of a fight, and all the footprints were left in the end. However, judging from the traces of those footprints, it seems to be slightly deeper than the previous one.

"Could it be that one person has kidnapped the three of them?" everyone exchanged a look of surprise. How much arm strength does it take to kidnap three people by one person?!

"Abigail, you wait!"

"I can't wait! I have to find them immediately, the later they will be!"

"Everyone is in a hurry...... But I'm not busy with this time! If you will allow you, I would like to use one of your sheep for divination......"

"Alas!" said Abigail, stomping her foot in frustration. But as long as you can find their whereabouts, it's worth spending all the sheep, not to mention a single sheep!

Blood began to flow on the grass. The poor goat struggled with spasmodic fours, and its entrails spread out on the grass.

"How's that?" Abigail asked anxiously.

"Joseph, go to the village at once, and bring with you all those who can take up arms!" the soothsayer's expression was unusually grim.

A young man answered and hurried towards the foot of the mountain!

Abigail's heart had sunk into the abyss.

"That man is powerful, powerful enough to be feared!" the soothsayer nervously looked into the depths of the dense forest ahead, "Abigail, we need more people!"

"Are they in danger?"

"Yes, very dangerous...... But everything is man-made, isn't it?"

......

Where is this?

Mrs. Abigail snapped her eyes open.

It was very dark. The cold wind swirled around her, as if countless ghosts were flying around her, peeking at her in the depths of the darkness.

Raphael...... Elmadie ......" Mrs. Abigail cried out in a low voice, but found that her throat seemed to be stiff, and she could not make a sound!

She tried to twist her head to see where the children were, but she couldn't do anything, as if her body was crushed by a heavy boulder, and she couldn't move at all.

A luminescent flame floated over, then a second, a third......

They are footless flames, and any breeze can blow them to a staggering blow, but it will never be extinguished!

It's ghost fire! Flames that come out of dead people and animal corpses!

Mrs. Abigail was like falling into an ice cave, the coldness and fear seeping deep into her heart from every pore of her body.

In the glowing white light, she saw a terrifying countenance...... A zombie face that looks like it's just crawling out of a grave!

"You are honored, Mrs. Abigail!" Sandru greeted politely, "You will witness a miracle with your own eyes! Your physical body will be immortal forever...... Of course, it's no longer you, it's my wife, Monica! But what's the point, she gains soul immortality, you gain physical immortality, and you both gain eternity at the same time. ”

"It seems that you have been well cared for by Abigail! I know that your eldest daughter has become a mother, but I didn't expect you to be so well maintained! Alas, in this respect, the old humans are really not as good as the elves!"

"Tsk, look at this face, smooth as satin, snow-white as ice and snow! Half-aged don't even have a trace of wrinkles! Hmm, there's still a little crow's feet here at the corners of the eyes...... But that's nothing, good wine is still old, and mature women are more attractive......"

"Your neck looks good...... It is as noble as the neck of a white swan! Don't worry, I won't break it, the most beautiful flowers are always reluctant to pick. But I have to scold Abigail, how can he let such a beautiful neck be empty and not hang from anything, if it were me, I would definitely wear the most precious and brilliant diamond necklace in the world for it!"

Sandru's hand continued to slide down, and with each inch of his skin, he could feel a spasm from his flesh.

"There's always a lot of warmth and reverie here...... I'm sure it's still towering like a maiden, not like a cow......"

"Well, your waist is still slender and soft...... The lower abdomen is still flat! I dare say it's still alive!"

"You don't have to look at me with such horror...... Your body is like a beautiful work of art, and no cultivated person is willing to destroy it...... I swear to you, I will take good care of it and take it in my arms every night......"

"What are you trying to say? No, I know what you want to say, and your eyes have already told me...... But I don't think it's terrible, on the contrary, it's a very wonderful thing! What could be more important to a woman than to be forever young and beautiful? You will bloom like the most beautiful flower!"

"Accept fate, Mrs. Abigail!" Sandru sighed, "each of us has our own destiny......! Don't try to rebel against fate, I have resisted, but look at the way I am, make people not look like ghosts, not like ghosts......"

"Rest assured, the whole process will be very short and there will be no pain......" Sandru carefully pulled out the crystal bottle with his body temperature from his bosom and began to spin the cap.

Mrs. Abigail shuddered and closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slipped silently from the corners of her eyes.

A faint wisp of white smoke drifted out of the crystal bottle, gradually condensing into a translucent ghost.

"Sandru, what do you want to do?!" the ghost spoke.

"Monica, I'm sorry I didn't protect your body......" Sandru hung his head in shame, "You have to know that by the time I found your body, it was already showing some signs of decay...... I was supposed to freeze your body in ice to protect it, and then I went to find your soul, but something unexpected happened......"

"Yes? Did my complexion darken when you found me? Was it still festering pus? Maybe my lips had turned up, or even rotted and fell off, revealing a mouthful of teeth, just like you are now...... Thank you for this, it's all thanks to you! If you choose not to live in the shadows, but in the sun, will we be in trouble? Yes, you have placed us in the valley of waterfalls, but do you think it will be safe?"

"I have put a ban there, and no undead will come in and disturb you......"

"But we are surrounded by graves...... Have you ever thought about your children? Do you think they're going to like to live like this? This is the future you've created for them?"

"I promised you that you were only staying there for the time being, and that you would get better in the future...... God can testify, many times I have been hiding in the mountains and forests of the Valley of Waterfalls, secretly watching you and the children from a distance......"

"Do you see the melancholy on the faces of the children? They need companionship, they need to learn to get along with people, not with the dead. Are they going to have to marry the stinking grave keepers? By the way, you've given them an even more disgusting name, the necromancer...... Oh my God, they need to live in the crowd, in the sun, and not watch the horrible grave every day!"

"So you chose to leave the Valley of the Falls......"

"Yes...... We are tired of the road you have paved! I will create a better future for them, even if the future is full of dangers!"

"But your decision hurt them!"

"If you hadn't destroyed Dia with your own hands, would we have encountered so many zombies and demons on our journey? Sandru, it seems that you haven't realized your mistake yet! You killed your child, not me!"

“...... Well, I admit that everything is my fault...... But I'm trying to make it up now! Look at this person, she's beautiful and healthy! And the two kids over there...... I will attach your souls to them and give you a second birth!"

"Oh my God, in order to make up for the guilt in your heart, you even did not hesitate to destroy another beautiful family?"

"As long as I can make you forgive me for my mistakes, I will not hesitate to destroy the whole world!"

"You are not only cruel to other people, but also to your family!"

"I don't understand ......"

"You know, when you hold this body around you at night, do you think she's me? What's the difference between you and stealing the bell?"

“......”

"When you give love to those innocent children, do you think they are your own flesh and blood?"

"Monica, I'm sorry I made you lose your body, and now you can only let your soul reside in these people, but you are still alive......"

"You're wrong! I'm tired of this world, I'm tired of this life! Children are the only reason for me to live, otherwise I would have chosen to leave this world! Now the children are ...... I'm dead, do you think I'll still be attached to this earthly world?"

"But I can let you, the children, continue to live!"

"Do you think we're willing to accept your arrangement, to live like a parasite in someone else's shell forever?"

“......”

"What do you think, O merciful and mighty Sandru? Do you think what you are doing is a mercy to me and to the children? Wrong, you are not only not merciful, but extremely cruel! We have already died once, do you want us to die again???

"Monica, please think about it again......"

"If you really have that kind of attachment to me and to the children, then please let us go where we need to go...... Give the only love you have in your heart to all the living people in the world, just treat them as if they were me and your children, and stop killing!"

"Monica!"

Light smoke continued to rise from the crystal bottle. It was the souls of two small children, clinging to their mother.

Monica leaned down and said lovingly, "Boys, did you hear what I said to him?"

In the faint glow of the ghostfire, the children nodded without thinking.

"Okay, you decide for yourselves, do you want to go with me, or follow that person?"

"We'll go with you, Mother!" said the weak soul, timidly.

"Monica!!" Sandru hurriedly stood in front of the ghosts.

"Get out of the way, Lord Sandru!" Monica said calmly.

"Monica......" Sandru crouched down, his shoulders shaking.

"I wish we could hear from the depths of hell that you've changed your mind......" Monica sighed softly, leading the children past him, no one looking back.