Because of the destruction of the sheep catch, Heine did not see the changes of the indigenous Luku people after they were promoted to the fifth level.

But he basically got the answer he wanted:

Promotion is the implantation of "will".

For Bedwell, it was clearly a "failed promotion".

Although his physical strength, mental strength, and even energy strength have reached the fifth level that Heine could not observe with the "reconnaissance technique".

But he, like when he was at level four, is still considered a "Holy Light Warrior".

His light does not flow out of faith, and when it runs out, it must be replenished.

Nor does it have all the light-related traits like other paladins.

Therefore, he does not have the "resistance emotion" of a fifth-level powerhouse.

In other words, he was not captured by the Light.

He was a "free man".

So he met the requirements to join the Seon Poetry Society.

From the point of view of Eternal Dawn, this is undoubtedly a failure.

After all, with the end of Xiaobei's promotion ceremony, that light was directly shattered.

At the beginning, Teacher Xia scolded the Shadow Will back, but nothing happened, but this time the Holy Light was directly shattered, but it was okay.

But this also happens to be cheaper than Heine.

This light, so pure that it is visible to the naked eye, is simply the purifying material that Quarkus seedlings need most.

The light of those who are not their own cannot afford to use it.

It's more cost-effective to pick it up for nothing.

Soon, under the traction of the two fifth-level paladins, almost all of the shattered holy light crystals were used on this seedling, and it quickly turned from black to dark gray.

"How do you feel, do you feel like you're different from the other fifth-level paladins of Eternal Dawn?" Heine asked.

Bedwell nodded hesitantly.

"I don't seem to be that ...... I hate the undead, and now when I feel the death qi spreading, I don't get angry at first, but think.

"I'm not sure if that's what I want, but I like the sobriety and rationality."

Heine nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that the hatred of necromancers within Eternal Dawn is fanatical and extreme.

"Are you going to go back?" He asked.

Becky shook her head.

"Not for now, I still have something to investigate, and you haven't told me anything about what happened here."

He took out the small notebook with various "tasks" and burned it with a golden flame.

As if to say goodbye to his past self, he stared at the fire.

"I no longer want to live in the tasks that others give me, I want to find my own direction."

Yes, it's okay to be enlightened.

Heine patted him on the shoulder: "I will arrange for you to meet Dylan Githiler as soon as possible." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Heine. I understand your intentions now. ”

What do I mean?

Heine was stunned for a moment, but seeing that Xiaobei's eyes were clear, he couldn't say anything.

If you understand, you will understand.

"But before that, can I practice with the sheep catching seniors for a while?" He asked.

"Uh......"

Heine looked at the sheep, then pressed the corners of his mouth.

At the moment when Xiaobei's title came out, the three goods immediately threw down the topic they were still discussing, and scrambled to hold their throats.

Teacher Xia: "Catch ~ sheep ~ seniors, how many skill ducks have you raised to level five?" ”

Mr. Sa: "Catch ~ sheep ~ predecessors ~ seniors, what have you told the will of the Holy Light?" ”

Wei Dian's kite: "Catch ~ sheep ~ former ~ senior...... Ouch I'll go, it's so disgusting, I can't go on anymore. ”

Catch the sheep: "Okay, good, disgusting buddy, don't regret it." ”

God knows how hard Heine was holding back.

…

Heine sighed, his expression relieved.

"His memory is missing a lot, like cargo buried deep in the bottom of a lake. If you can retrieve these jewels for him, it will be good for you. ”

Xiaobei suddenly said: "No wonder the last Holy Light Shelter was like that...... I understand, leave this matter to me, I will do my best to help the sheep catching seniors. ”

"Then I'll be relieved."

Listening to them shouting "senbai", Heine couldn't hold back.

He let the two of them talk by themselves, and he rubbed his face and walked to the side of the gray moon.

"Thank you for giving up that bow, is there anything I can make up for?"

Gray Moon shook her head: "There's nothing to thank, I just figured it out, it's just that you're saving me." ”

Heine was noncommittal.

It's not saved, and the use of a withering weapon is often damaging to oneself.

The reason why Gray Moon didn't have it was because she subconsciously replaced it with dead air.

She is a natural necromancer, and she harnesses death like a tree shepherd harnesses life force.

Gray hair and eyebrows are the best proof of this.

"So what happened to Quelkus?" She asked.

Heine stretched out his hand, and a pale gray leaf lay quietly in his hand.

Gray Moon asked, "What is this?" ”

"It's a reply, but also an invitation.

"Quarcus left it to me, hoping that I would purify it, and on the other hand, he gave me the 'stewardship' of the Blighted Scarf.

"After all these years, its roots are all over every inch of the withered land.

"Even if they were all pulled out in this battle, under the link of the three Yuan Spirit Arrays, the invisible veins had already penetrated deep into the soil and remained in the air, becoming a permanent passage.

"I want to set up an outpost here, cover each other with the Emerald Leaf Court, and be the eye of the Viscount to keep an eye on the east.

"As for this leaf, it is second only to my administrative authority.

"There are also some memories of Quercus in it, which will give you a real understanding of what has happened over the years, not mine.

"Are you willing to accept it?"

Gray Moon looked at this leaf in a daze, and her mood was complicated for a while.

Seeing her hesitation, Heine continued, "The dead qi on this will eventually be purified, and even if it is not purified, it will have no effect on you. ”

"No, I'm not worried about that."

Gray Moon whispered:

"Become your so-called psychic...... Can blight really be solved? ”

"I think so."

"Okay."

Gray Moon took the leaves.

It melted almost instantly.

The elf in front of him is more suitable to accept Quelkus's inheritance than Heine imagined.

Maybe it's because of the elf status, maybe it's because of this special talent.

Gray Moon began to digest memories.

Catching sheep was teased by his brothers while talking to Becky.

The trophies of the people on the airship were carried on the ground - the black armor left behind by the South Gate, and even the flesh, as well as some of the remains of Querkus, were rare materials, although it was not known what to do with them for the time being.

Heine beckoned to Karl Ilan, who had been standing on the deck for a long time, and motioned for him to come down.

In addition to teaching Heine rune literature, this guy has always been the pilot of a private airship.

Just now, I didn't dare to move because I was afraid of dying in the cockpit, but now I got out when I saw that it was safe.

Approaching Querkus, the emaciated middle-aged mage who had not yet aged and decrepit clearly felt something.

He rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"My lord, the magic web! This is definitely a large node of the magic web! ”

Large nodes?

Hearing this word, Heine's heart moved.

"Don't worry, let's go in and talk."

The two rushed to the ventricles without stopping.

The geismas here have all been overtaken by sheep, and there is a smell of burnt paste in the air.

Coming to the polished wall, Heine summoned his staff and tapped it lightly against the wall.

A pitch-black, twisted vortex appeared.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the pain and suffering, as if it is devouring the will of the person.

"This ...... What is it? Karl asked.

"This is the entrance to the magic web."

Heine said:

"Or maybe it's a garbage outlet."

(End of chapter)