Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Necromancer Society
Mira chuckled in her heart, her first thought was to see a ghost, and she was a living ghost, and then she thought about it, wasn't one of her skeletons shattered by the black whirlwind, just in time to catch this undead to fill the vacant position, why did you let it go so easily, loss, loss. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Just as Mira was feeling remorseful, a voice sounded in her ear: "Thank you for your grace in forgiving me and other sisters." Mira looked at it and was startled: "Aren't you unable to speak?"
The white fragments of light and shadow gradually disappeared, but the silent hill was a little brighter, and a banshee looked at Mira with a happy face and said, "The ban has been slowly lifted, and our sisters' bodies are recovering, which is all a gift from the mercy of the Throne. ā
When Mira heard the heart of compassion, her heart moved and she was about to ask again, when the banshee took out a piece of something the size of a chicken heart, which was like jade, not jade, not stone: "Our sisters have been trapped here for so long, and we have nothing to lose, only this piece of compassion that was brought out from the fairy forest thousands of years ago will be given to the throne." ā
Mira's eyebrows and eyes suddenly opened, but she immediately said with a straight face: "One thought of forgiveness is compassion, one thought of compassion is compassion, these are all things I should do, how can I be embarrassed to accept your things?" He said as he reached out and took the heart of compassion and quickly stuffed it into his arms.
The beckoning cat looked at Mira's appearance and was not angry, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, your body is still bleeding, let me help you heal, the murmur of the goddess of life." She swung her staff, and a white point of light continued to fall in the air, and the wounds that the banshees had just sung about continued to heal in this point of light, and fresh flesh regrown, and it seemed to be full of vitality.
The banshees thanked the beckoning cat together, and the beckoning cat said proudly: "It's nothing, these are also what I should do, but if you still have compassion or something, you can also give me a piece, I don't want to see that guy's villainous face." ā
The banshees were embarrassed and said: "We only brought out a piece of the heart of compassion, and now it is gone, why don't we give you some moon well water, which can instantly replenish the lost spiritual power." ā
There is no longer silence on the Silent Hill, hearing the long-lost birdsong and insect sound, some of the banshees burst into tears, some lead to singing, although the body is old, but the feelings that have been accumulated for thousands of years suddenly find a way to vent, they want to use various ways to express their joy, reminiscing about their suffering.
Although it had come a long way, the night wind still seemed to bring singing and laughter, and the twin-tailed scorpion sighed, "I've never seen Silent Hill so lively when I've grown so big. ā
Mira suddenly stumbled and said, "Oops, this time it's a big loss." ā
The beckoning cat hurriedly asked, and Mira said, "They told you some moon well water just now, so they must have more well water hidden there, and I think the spring water they entertained us seems to be a good thing." They're all dying of old anyway, so why don't we grab all these good things, or trick them?"
The fast legs yawned and said: "People have already given you compassion just now, and you are going to rob people again, head of the regiment, where is your discipline?"
"Temperance, wasn't it taken away by the ghost in the belly of the fish? Now that I think about it, the days without temperament are really free. ā
After two days of trekking through the mountains, everyone except for the twin-tailed scorpion complained bitterly, and even more scolded the bandits who deliberately let them take a long detour. The little fox wagged his tail comfortably and said, "You people are just too lacking in exercise, if you are so weak and can't help it, how can you be expected to devote yourself to modernization?"
The beckoning cat rubbed his sore ankles and scolded: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, you have the ability to get off Mira's head and walk around by yourself." ā
Alice had been on the same road with Mira a few months ago, and in the past two days, she has become familiar with the newcomers in the group, and gradually became less restrained, and gradually showed her true colors as a fierce woman. She has long been dissatisfied with the pothos that has always occupied the position above Mira's head, and at this moment she saw the opportunity to make up for it: "That's it, it's just a fox, and I really think of myself as a pet dog, even if it's a dog, I can't always lie on the owner's head." ā
Green Pothos opened her mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs: "One has long breasts on his face, and the other has breasts on others, not only does he not work hard to lose weight and enlarge his breasts, but he thinks about how to ridicule others all day long." Alas, I was also drunk. ā
Lucky Cat and Alice glanced at each other, looked at this bun face, and looked at that one, both of their faces changed, and they quickly turned their faces away.
Mila and the others usually rarely see a good show of three women, and they all watched it with relish at this time, but the two-tailed scorpion suddenly changed color and said: "Oops, there is movement on Peach Blossom Mountain." ā
Xiao Feng stood on a high place and looked at it for a while and said: "The branches and leaves are shaking but the birds and beasts are not shocked, it seems that it is the sleepy word of the peach blossom array, and the people who came do not seem to be trying to break the formation violently." ā
The twin-tailed scorpion was worried about his brother who was lying in bed at home, and said hurriedly: "No matter what, let's rush over first." ā
Everyone rushed to Peach Blossom Mountain, only to see that under the drive of the formation, the peach trees on and off the mountain shook their branches together, if the flowers and leaves were flourishing, it was also huge, but now it was bare and only saw an inexplicable sense of joy. The two-tailed scorpion's elder brother, the two-headed snake, carried a double-pointed fork and flashed behind a peach tree, staring at a black-robed man sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the mountain.
When the twin-tailed scorpion saw his brother, his heart immediately relaxed, and he asked, "Brother, are you okay?
The two-headed snake shook and seemed to fall, the two-tailed scorpion hurriedly took a step forward to hold him up, and the beckoning cat went down with a healing technique, his face was obviously much better, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This person has been here for a long time, saying that he is looking for Mira, I said that Mira has gone out to do a mission, he doesn't believe it, he just has a stalemate with me here." ā
From Mira's point of view, the black-robed man just sat casually, and didn't seem to engage in any routines such as looking at the nose, nose and heart, and five hearts to the sky, but a faint layer of black gas was shrouded around his body, which was almost integrated with his black robe, and the sun was shining, but he couldn't shine through this layer of black qi, and he couldn't see the facial features of the black-robed person clearly.
The stone suddenly exclaimed, "Meditation, he's meditating." ā
It's not that Mira has never seen meditation, and when the beckoning cat and the stone have no mental power, they have to meditate quickly, but who has ever seen a random roadside field and sit down to meditate? What if it scares a child? Even if it can't scare a child, it's not good to scare the flowers and plants. When they meditate, the beckoning cats are like great enemies, either guarded by a few people, or find a closed and independent room, for fear that something will cause a spiritual backlash, isn't this black-robed man afraid of being counterattacked?
The actor shook his head and said, "According to the old man's opinion, this person under the mountain must be a magician." Immediately attracted the unanimous eyes of everyone.
Mira said to the fast legs: "You run fast, go down and stab that guy and run up again, I'll see where that guy comes from." ā
"Damn, don't go, no matter how fast I run, I can't run faster than magic, why don't you go down?"
was discussing a lot, and the black-robed man suddenly opened his eyes, and the black qi around him immediately dissipated a lot, revealing a fair and handsome face. He looked up the hill for a while, stared at Mira and said, "You're Mira?"
Miramen said without changing his color: "I'm not, you recognized the wrong person, Mira hasn't come back yet." ā
The black-robed man smiled, revealing his white and shiny teeth: "Don't pretend, I've seen you in the Mercenary Tournament." ā
Fast legs whispered: "Commander, you are in trouble, people are coming for you." He shouted loudly to the black-robed man again: "Brother Tai, you are right, this is the image spokesperson of our group, who is lustful, greedy, lustful, and shameless." Have you chased him all the way here, did you covet the beauty of our regiment leader? If this is the case, I will sell him half and give it away, and sell him to you for five copper coins a pound. ā
Although they say so, several people are ready to shoot at any time, you must know that if the other party is here to snatch the harmonica, it is definitely not a good match, and it is definitely not something that can be sent away in a few words.
The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then saw their strict posture, and said with a dumb smile: "You misunderstood, I have no malicious intentions, I am Rasimov of the Necromancer Association, and I have made a special trip to bring the greetings of our Fonseca President to Mira." ā
Mira asked curiously, "Is there such an organization in the Necromancer Society?" Why haven't I heard of it?"
Xiaofeng was about to speak, but saw the beckoning cat looking eager to try, and gave her the opportunity with a smile. The beckoning cat hurriedly said: "Yes, our Holy See, Er, Holy See organizes the Bright Warriors to clean up this association every year, but we have never been able to find their lair, so we have never cut down the grass and eradicated the roots." ā
Rasimov said: "Little girl, now that you have withdrawn from the Holy See, don't look at us with colored eyes anymore." Necromancers have always been suppressed because of the propaganda of the Holy See and the misunderstanding of the people, but it is our freedom to choose to become a necromancer, and no one should persecute us because of our career choices. ā
The beckoning cat was so excited that his face turned red: "Necromancers slaughter civilians and create undead, shouldn't such an evil species be completely wiped out?"
Rasimov was also a little excited: "Little girl, it seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of necromancers, and you are right, after all, you have lived in the Holy See for so long. What you just said is what necromancers do, not necromancers. Although some necromancers end up on the evil path of necromancers, the vast majority of necromancers are indisputable and only do their own research and experiments. ā
Mira and the beckoning cat said at the same time: "Research and experiments?"
"Yes, most of us chose to become necromancers, most of them in order to have more life and time to study the things we are interested in, such as the hybrid rice cultivation in the previous paragraph, the trial voyage of the steamship, and the application of polyethylene terephthalate, although it is pretended to be the name of the nobility, but in fact it is the research result of our necromancer association. ā