As it was almost dawn, Heine finally saw Hui Yu's figure.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was going to go along.

But Mr. Xia euphemistically said on the surface, "Your stealth needs to be tempered", but behind the scenes, he exclaimed, "He's crazy, Brother Yang, come and persuade him."

He had no choice but to dismiss this idea rationally.

Then came the waiting, and the experience from the Zanro Plateau.

First a steady stream of small experiences, then a big lump.

Thankfully, after the baptism of the last blight, his experience gauge was more than enough to accommodate these.

A sixth-level ancestor was still a little worse than the Guardian Tharega Southgate.

It's just that he's curious, didn't he say a good sneak in and then decapitate?

Shouldn't they have failed to infiltrate and changed to attack?

Soon, Hui Yu landed in the courtyard of the Githil Manor, from which they had set out before.

As soon as the giant eagle landed, the sheep jumped down in a hurry.

He was also carrying a man on his back.

Heine sensed a hint of death and hurriedly opened the pupil of the dead.

Sure enough, death was squeezing into the body...... No, it's a corpse.

The man is dead.

"He said his surname was Geatiller and his name was Lloyd."

"What ???"

Heine was shocked, how could he go to the Zanro Plateau and bring back a Githil.

And a dead man?

Wait, how do you feel about this name and where have you heard it......

Lloyd......

He suddenly remembered that on the family tree that Barry had turned out on the day Barry returned to the manor, Dylan had turned out the family tree, and the name was immediately behind Barry.

This is Barry's eldest son!?

"Send it to the Floating City, we'll talk about this later."

He said with a solemn face: "Are you all okay?" Seeming to dive in doesn't seem to go well? ”

Catch the sheep: "It's okay, the infiltration went smoothly, no one found us"

"That's good," Heine nodded, "What about this person?" Did you take advantage of the chaos to save you? ”

"Someone will tell you this."

Catch the sheep and carry Lloyd's corpse to the Floating City.

Teacher Xia: "I'll come, I'll come!" It's time to show my brothers my vocabulary! The key is coming! ”

As soon as a line floated above his head, "Listen to me, here's the thing," Heine connected to him with a spiritistic spell.

"It's faster to communicate this way." Heine said.

Teacher Xia: "Damn......"

…

“…… He said he was Lloyd, and my skeleton saved him, and took him on the back of a bird. Then when he entered the mountains of McCala, his consciousness was already blurred, and then his soul eerily disappeared, and his body died, leaving only this bottle. ”

Heine placed the glass bottle containing the shards of brown leather on the table.

The moment he got his hands on this thing, he realized that it was also a wooden teardrop.

And the quality is no worse than what Quercus left him.

But there was something strange about it, and he didn't dare to touch it indiscriminately.

After listening to the narration, Dylan had a strange look on his face.

"I didn't expect you to save another Githil back......"

"I have a hunch that there will be more Githil in the future."

Heine joked, "You're probably getting lower and lower." ”

Dylan snorted with disdain, but the depression in his eyes still slightly exposed his heart.

This dead tsundere.

Heine smiled, then asked about business: "So this corpse is normal?" Is it possible that he faked his death? Or where did you hide your soul? ”

Dylan carefully studied the little old man in front of him, who was seven or eight points similar to Barry, frowned and shook his head.

"This corpse is strange......"

"What's the blame?"

"You may not understand what I said."

Heine: "? What do you mean? ”

Dylan looked at him expressionlessly: "Have you finished reading the book I gave you "Introduction to Soulology"?" ”

Heine: "When I didn't ask, okay? ”

"Hmph."

Dylan sneered, then walked to the lab on the other side, knocking a few times.

A few minutes later, a wood elf with a real bird's nest on its head walked out.

Both of them were stunned.

Heine: "...... on your head"

Linum: "My messenger bird is about to lay eggs, and there are no trees for her to nest in, so my hair is of the right material." ”

Heine: "And how do you sleep at night?" ”

The Wood Elf showed him how his hair was extended, and then placed the nest flat in his hand.

Okay, that's convenient.

The three of them came to the corpse, and while the wood elves observed, Dylan briefly recounted what had happened to Lloyd.

After a few minutes, Linumu also frowned.

He looked at Dylan, "Do you mean let me settle this matter?" ”

Dylan nodded and asked rhetorically, "Like it?" ”

"It's really like it, do you need me to plant him too?"

Dylan: "...... People and trees should not be the same. ”

Linum: "The methods should be the same, right?" ”

"Forget it, you can talk to him."

Dylan left the two of them behind and hurried away.

It seems that he is going to relay this matter to the old man.

The conversation between the two left Heine confused.

Why can't you even understand people's words now?

Fortunately, Linumu soon began to explain.

"You should know that even a necromancer cannot break the cycle of life and death.

"When a person dies, the soul inevitably goes to other realms, and summoning the souls of the dead is essentially a lease from the underworld, rather than a real plundering of the soul."

Heine bowed slightly, motioning for him to continue.

"And the gentleman in front of you, although he is indeed dead, is different from a regular corpse. That is, his soul did not leave as we perceive it. ”

"So he's hiding?"

"I don't know."

Linumu shook his head:

"Whether a soul is hidden or not has nothing to do with life or death, I am just convinced that he 'died'.

"It's not that we define the phenomenon of 'the soul going to the shadow realm or the underworld' as death, but 'after death, the soul must go to other realms'.

In other words, the gentleman violated this law after his death.

"That's what sets him apart from the other 'dead'. I don't know where the soul is.

Mr. Dylan was able to spot this because he had handled a large number of normal corpses and had a keen eye for the difference.

"What I was able to find out was because I had come into contact with the remains of a large number of withered plants. It should be said that the body of this gentleman bears a resemblance to the remains of a withered plant, and he is more like a 'withered man'. ”

Heine: "The withered one? Parasitic? ”

"No, I'm talking about withering in the broadest sense."

Heine was stunned for a moment, and then said with some surprise: "You have done this research?" ”

After telling the other party about Quelcus, he didn't pay attention to it.

"Yes."

Linumu nodded, his face unrecognizable to see whether he was happy or not.

"I already have a clear direction of research, but I haven't had time to tell you the good news, thanks to you telling me about Quelkus's experience, and communicating with the two necromancers, I can find out."

After a pause, he added, "Sorry, I didn't mean to say you weren't a necromancer. ”

Heine didn't have much at all, but when he heard the four goods behind him giggling, his face was a little unbearable.

"So what is a blight in a broad sense?"

Linum: "For example, grass grows on the ground, rabbits eat grass, people hunt rabbits, and we come to the conclusion that this is normal, instinctive behavior.

That is, when an individual behaves normally, he or she can achieve self-sufficiency by interacting with an environment that is weaker than his own, and does not need to prey on the life force of his own kind to maintain himself.

"But if there is a rabbit that cannot live by eating grass and can only eat other rabbits that eat grass, or if a person can only eat other rabbit hunters to live, we call it wilting.

"This is true of both blighted beasts and withered plants.

"In the case of blighted beasts, they kill and parasitize, the former for direct plunder, and parasitism only to increase the number of the group and strengthen the power of expansion.

"They don't have this normal instinct, or ability, so they have a strong sense of expansion, and they often need to take action against their own kind, which causes the withering and spreading in a broad sense."

Heine couldn't help but wonder, "But wasn't the first withering born in the fields of the elves?" ”

"Yes."

Linumu continues: "That's because plants can't kill their own kind directly, but when the first wheat plant appears, which cannot absorb nutrients from the soil, it needs the shepherds to plunder the nutrients of other plants to feed itself, which is an indirect predation.

"The root cause of this blight is pollution, and this conclusion comes from Quelkus, and I find the specific process from its experience.

That is, the 'violation of the law' just mentioned.

"You should remember the soul mist of the Blighted Scars, right?"

Heine bowed slightly.

So he did.

The pot of soul soup in the Withered Trace is the soul home of countless withered creatures.

They should have gone to the Shadow Realm, or they were halfway robbed by the Underworld.

But in the end, it stayed in the fog.

This mist can be seen as an unclean pool of resurrection.

Linum: "The result of breaking the law is 'immortality,' but at the cost of being born with a certain will."

"A normal individual has to carry out countless commands in their lifetime, but for withered creatures, before their first death, plunder is already their primary mission in life.

"When they come back from the dead, the law-defying 'resurrection' makes them forget much of their past, but vaguely retains this mission.

And then there is the countless repetitions of the process.

The mission is constantly strengthened, and everything else becomes hazy and chaotic, until it exists for the purpose of the mission itself, and it is able to influence the fog in turn.

"At this point, the pollution at the source of the past has been transformed into a specific pollution.

"Quercus, for example, the contamination he received from the magic web was a negative emotion, and eventually the fog became a withered hatching pool, which was a specialization of pollution.

"This process can be seen as a kind of 'pollution template' that works for all the same things.

"This gentleman exhibited a situation similar to the wither, so I called him the 'withered man.'"

Heine looked at Lloyd.

"In other words, the situation on the Zanro Plateau has been specialized? And it's a lot like blight? ”

"Yes. Judging by your account, he may have only experienced one 'resurrection', and was mildly tainted by specialization. ”

"But my skeleton says he died suddenly as he approached the mountains of McCalae......"

Heine suddenly realized that maybe the connection between Lloyd and the "resurrection pool" was blocked here?

"Looks like you've thought of it too." Linumu: "It's really different from the outside world, and it's only here that 'everything is normal'.

"I brought some wilted flowers and plants from the Mourning Wood Valley here, and after planting them on a confined piece of land for a while, they returned to normal."

Speaking of this, he sighed with emotion:

"It turns out that I was perfectly right to stay here, that all our past research was only superficial, and that there was a lack of communication with the outside world, and that we did not know how to go down to the soul level.

"I was inspired by Mr. Barry, who said that in the past, communication between different professions was normal, especially the shepherd and the necromancer, both life researchers, who had many common languages.

"It's true that Mr. Dylan's research has inspired me, otherwise I wouldn't have studied blight so deeply...... Sorry, I'm a little excited.

"So, do you need me to help you plant this gentleman in the field? I know which piece of soil has the most vitality, and it might help him regain his back to a normal corpse......"

"That's not necessary."

Heine stopped him: "I see what Dylan means, you get busy first, I know where to take him." ”

"Okay."

The Wood Elf looked regretful.

…

As soon as Heine stepped out of the floating city, he saw the old man standing in the courtyard, and Dylan was behind him.

He stepped forward and conveyed Linum's opinion to the other party.

Because the two of them participated in the birth of this set of theories, it was not very difficult to understand.

After listening, Barry was thoughtful:

"Are you going to that gladiatorial circle?" He asked.

Heine nodded: "If you don't agree, I can think of another way." ”

If he goes to the gladiatorial arena, he is a person in the career hall, and he doesn't know how to untie this binding for the time being.

This is currently the only way it is possible to "find" Lloyd from this corpse.

And it could help him recover.

"I don't have an opinion, he's dead anyway."

Barry said lightly, pointing to Dylan behind him.

"Bring this guy along."

Dylan looked reluctant.

(End of chapter)