Outside of the Blight.

Gray Moon watched the dead air that pierced the sky fade little by little, and there were faint signs of disappearing, so she planned to get closer again.

"I guess the problem should be solved."

She thought about it, when she suddenly saw an airship flying from the west.

Something familiar.

She fired a flare arrow, and when she put it away, she realized that she wasn't holding a withered bow anymore.

The last time I used the standard bow of the Emerald Leaf Court was a few decades ago, and at that time I had not yet come to wither.

The airship approached and threw down the soft ladder.

"I guessed you'd come."

Standing on the deck was none other than the young paladin Bedwell.

"It's our obligation." The knight replied.

He was looking at the sky-high death in the center of the withered scar, his brow furrowed.

This time, the strength of the death qi has surpassed that of Sabellia the Lich when he was at Eagle Rank Mountain.

But the strange thing is that this time the dead air did not actively spread.

It was confined to this small circle until most of it entered the other realm, and then there were signs of spreading.

Even if the people of Eternal Dawn controlled it personally, it would not be possible to control it so well......

For him, who has received the teachings of the Light since childhood, this is simply a fantasy.

Could it be that this undead did it on its own initiative?

Even the presence of Mr. Heine, who always works miracles and hides secrets, cannot explain it.

Because in this world, the ability to cause "disasters" is tied to personal strength.

This also means that the person who controls this dead qi is at least an undead creature with the strength to match.

The opponent's strength is at least equal to that of Sabellia, the Lich, but it is ten or even dozens of times the size of Saberia.

Such a terrifying existence must be marked by the Eternal Dawn.

Even if it can't be solved, it is necessary to evacuate the surrounding people and build a barrier of isolation.

However, nothing.

It appears right where the Four-Power Convention is protected.

This is also a question worth pondering.

But in the face of the previous unbelievable problem, it has also become an insignificant minor problem.

An undead spirit who knows how to restrain himself and control the scope of the disaster.

Could there be such undead creatures?

Such creatures......

Or the undead?

"I want to know what's going on here, can you tell me?" He asked.

"It's no secret."

Gray Moon also looked at the devastated ground and began to speak.

Now that the fog has completely dissipated, the land that has not seen the light of day for thousands of years is completely scarred.

The pitch-black wall that surrounded the central area had also disappeared, leaving only a fragmented barrier two or three meters high on the ground.

Many of them were rolled up and dumped outwards in a radial shape.

“…… By the way, there was a hole in the sky at the beginning, and a guy on a horse flew out of it, and then the dead air was deflected, and then it disappeared and everything was back to normal. ”

After listening to the narration, Bedwell's brow furrowed even more.

It's the underworld......

It is the underworld that plunders the dead air, and the phenomenon of the dead air contention that the church rarely records.

That figure must be a servant of a false god.

However, he was destroyed or repulsed, otherwise the rift would not have been closed.

It could only be the undead......

In Becky's silence, the airship approached Quelkus's massive body.

It was like a scarred warrior, sitting on the ground with its head bowed, and fell into a long sleep.

The two also saw Heine standing in front of it.

……

Heine sent Quarkus and his friends away.

He stood in front of the huge tree man who was completely asleep, a little stunned.

But the good thing is that he can hear the players on Twitter.

They were looking for the South Gate and the corpse of the warhorse.

Listening to their private discussions, Nanmen serves as a guard of the underworld, and his soul is a backup in the underworld.

It's like a withered creature having to work for a lifetime for the scars of withering, and can't easily escape.

So the South Gate is not dead.

But unlike the withered creatures, the newborn South Gate will only inherit his most recent "backup".

In other words, the South Gate, which was sent on a mission this time, could not bring back any sights.

However, his death itself was a piece of information.

What value will be generated depends on how Sanatos analyzes it.

In addition to this, his horse remained.

After all, it is a war horse bound by the soul, and as the soul of the south gate dissipates, it is also unbound.

Otherwise, the player will not be able to get it in the game.

They are now looking for the "soul imprint" of this horse.

They call it the reins.

"Found it!"

Mr. Sa shouted excitedly.

Then several people turned out the south gate and the corpse of the war horse and carried it to him.

Sa always took a blue-black horseshoe and handed it to Heine excitedly.

This thing is quite heavy and cold to the touch.

But at the moment of touch, there was a faint consciousness seeking refuge.

It's similar to the plea for help I heard from the whispers, but this one is clearer.

These guys are not interested in this horse, after all, it is soul-bound, and they can't tie it.

The most interested Sa always has a flying mount, so he doesn't care about these two jujubes.

As for catching sheep...... He's still making merit in the ventricles.

Heine simply embraced this consciousness.

The horseshoe instantly turned into a blue light and burrowed into his palm, and then a navy blue ring appeared on his middle finger.

It's a pity that this little guy is very weak and can't be summoned.

Heine thought he could pull it into the fish pond and raise it.

At this time, the airship landed, and Becky and Gray Moon jumped from above.

Unlike Grey Moon, who stared at Quelkus's body in a daze, Bedwell stared at Heine.

"Mr. Heine, why is there a strong death aura on your body?"

Heine smiled and suddenly raised his hand.

A pitch-black staff appeared in his hand.

It's like a tree trunk, and it's like a seedling without roots.

The bottom is smooth, with several branches branching off at the top, dotted with gray leaves.

As soon as the staff appeared, a thick dead aura gathered over, and even Gray Moon couldn't help frowning.

"Is that what you're talking about?" Heine asked.

Bedwell's face was solemn, and a holy light faintly appeared on his body.

The three people who were still squatting on the ground and touching the corpse suddenly stood up, what should they do.

The atmosphere was tense!

This is the "body" of Quelcus, that is, the root system of the mourning tree that has just landed and grown.

Before leaving, Quarcus told Heine.

If it is not contaminated with dead air, then this part will turn back into the root system.

As long as he returns to the Mourning Wood Valley with the roots, he will get the friendship of the Wood Elves.

It's a pity that it's polluted and can't go back to its roots.

It can only be like this until it is purified.

As for the giant undead Quelkus, it resembles Eli the Lich.

Because consciousness has been hiding in the zombie for many years, this huge body has no relationship with its consciousness and has become the possession of the zombie.

Heine heard its tactful plea, to purify the roots.

He also happened to lack a staff, so he took it away.

Unexpectedly, the death air contaminated by this made Bedwell so alert.

"Whatever you want to do, you'd better know what happened, Mr. Bedwell."

Heine looked at him, but tightened his grip on his staff.

"I just sent off a friend, who is a noble fellow, though he has done something wrong.

"So, I don't want you to say something excessive, okay?"

Friend?

Bedwell nodded, but the holy light on his body did not converge, but became more dazzling.

"I want to know what's going on."

"I will."

Heine nodded:

"But before that, shouldn't you get your body checked?"

Xiao Bei was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the holy flame that emerged from his body.

He tried to control it, to get it to retract, but he didn't listen.

Not only that, but he also felt a heat and furious force running through his body......

An unfamiliar thought surfaced from the bottom of my mind, and the murmur in my ears became clear.

A thought came to him for no reason.

I'm going to break through?

At the same time, a golden light pierced the cloudy sky and fell straight on Bedwell.

Promotion, it's time to begin.

(End of chapter)