Bones, flesh, fat, materials......

That's right, that's right!

Heine couldn't help but call Ye Qing back.

The last time we had such a curious conversation was when I was a student.

The classmates who are infected by the death gas are all perverts with this unique taste.

He has been buried in the bone ground for three years, and he has never experienced the "Academy Stream" online text section that he saw before crossing over.

All day long, it is either "this skull is so beautiful" or "this stitch is amazing" praise.

Even when staring at a woman's ass, they sketch the outline of the pelvis in their minds, without that worldly desire.

It's you, Gray!

Heine was speechless and said, "After crossing the river, do you plan to kill them directly?" ”

"Of course, they're going to expose me."

"Hopelessly stupid!"

Heine snorted coldly: "Any battle you fight in the Northland will increase the risk of exposing yourself, and once you provoke those soul hunters, you will not be able to escape by boat." ”

Gray was stunned, "Soul hunter? That's ......"

"The Shadow Sanctuary specializes in cultivating special soldiers to hunt down wild powerful undead souls and necromancers, their noses are smarter than hounds, and their methods are more professional than those of the Holy Cult Army on the ashes front."

Two of Xiara's attendants, Shadow and Fang, are soul hunters.

Dylan's wife was also a soul hunter.

During one of her pursuits, she accidentally broke into the mountains of McKara and entered the Haunted Farm, and then transformed from Selima Youde to Lady Githil.

It's only when the story is mentioned that Dylan's poker face smiles warmly.

Heine's words undoubtedly scared Gray half to death.

He didn't expect that he would almost make a big mistake.

Heine took the opportunity to say, "Bring these elves alive, and I will give you a reasonable price—of course, this is my personal request, and it has nothing to do with my lord's mission." ”

Gray happily agreed.

"I'll prepare a good soul box......

"Idiot! I'm not a necromancer! Heine couldn't hold back: "I am the soul priest of the Split-toe Clan, what is the use of my soul of a stranger?" I want a living body! ”

"Then I'm ......"

"Living! Damn, you treat them as cubs of rare monsters and bring them to me in good health, understand? ”

Gray seemed to finally understand, and he hesitated and said, "Such a thing...... Haven't I become a slave trader then? ”

"Who said I took them like slaves?" Heine asked rhetorically.

Gray read his eyes, and the few mustards disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, sir." He said respectfully.

…

After the communication between the two ended, the point of light that was originally responsible for guiding did not appear.

The owner of the room seems to be only responsible for bringing them into this "online chat room".

He didn't care what they talked about, how long they talked, or how they got out.

Completely rugged stocking.

Come to think of it, there is no evidence that all this is done by Sanatos.

It's more of a "mechanism" of sorts.

Besides, Sa always has to really look at every conversation like a customer service...... Why didn't he check each owner of the bronze mirror at the beginning?

The rough should be global, and the fine should be the same.

This is clearly not the case.

Gray didn't say how to leave, just turned around on his own.

Apparently, the bird rider told him.

Heine had no choice but to stand still and watch, watching as Gray disappeared from view in three or two steps as if he had mastered the technique of "shrinking the ground into inches".

Subsequently, the embers that had been given to him returned to Heine himself.

"Is it so stream-of-consciousness?"

Heine turned around in confusion and took a step.

Then, he quickly realized that it was not he who was walking......

It's the ground that is condensed by the black mud that is wriggling.

It was as if he was walking along a conveyor belt, and in three or two steps he was sent to a familiar whirlpool.

It was really the mirror he had when he left.

After a whirlwind, he returned to his study.

Heine glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

As with entering the web, time flows at the same rate in both worlds.

"The magic net is built in the void, and the state of the underworld is very similar to the magic web...... Could it be that the void is the underworld? ”

He put down the speculation for the time being, with no more evidence, and turned his attention to the harvest this time.

Conclusion 1: Whether it is a bronze mirror message or an online meeting, it is all rough stocking, and Sa always doesn't care much about it.

And Lloyd emphasized "camouflage" and the fact that for the first time there was no need for camouflage.

From this, it is not difficult to deduce that it is not Sanatos who really remembers the "entrant".

It's the black mud under your feet.

Those filthy, dirty, and distorted primordial spirit turbidity currents are the "access mechanism" of the underworld.

Conclusion 2: Task assignment is the principle of proximity.

I approached Gray because I was near the mountains of McKara – probably Khattar was a good fit.

The reason why Gray came to investigate George was partly because he had messed up, and partly for the same reason.

Gray was the closest person to this place besides himself.

In other words, the closest necromancer to the mountains is in the mourning wood forest thousands of miles away......

Necromancers are miserable.

Conclusion 3: The bronze mirror is not bound, and only the mirror is recognized.

At first glance, this seems silly, but now that I think about it, the more I feel ahead of it.

Isn't this just a two-and-five-boy account run by multiple people?

The successor goes forward and succeeds, and the two or five children are endless.

Heine stared at the mirror in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he realized that it was a good thing.

He meditated all night to restore his lost spirit into the underworld.

At dawn, Mr. Sa had recovered except for his body.

Heine uses spiritism to make the connection, then tells him that the Withered Bow is gone, and the Flying Ring is gone.

In this regard, Mr. Sa said, "It's nothing, you're fine."

Heine sighed inwardly.

If you stay with your brothers for a long time, you will always become suspicious.

I don't know if this thing is real or fake.

He didn't bother, and let Mr. Sa slowly repair his body.

This thing chatted with the Wei Diankite standing next to him.

Mr. Sa: "Brother Wei, you didn't tell Brother Yang about my hiding things, did you?" ”

Wei Diankite: "Then where can I be, Brother Yang asked, I pretended to be stupid and fooled over." ”

Mr. Sa: "That's okay, to be honest, you also hide things, right?" Tell your brothers, you're really not a summoner? ”

Wei Diankite: "Really, I lied to you? ”

Mr. Sa: "Then why do I feel that you are familiar with rift spells?" ”

Guardian Kite: "...... What do you say, just the two of us here, I'll tell you secretly. I can't summon anything but that. You see, if I don't summon, then it's not summoning? ”

Mr. Sa was silent for a few seconds, and then he held back a sentence:

"Holy!"

Heine couldn't help but want to scold me.

Mr. Sa: "Why don't you summon, why do you learn so many rifts and soul skills?" ”

Wei Diankite: "I don't call myself, I can play with other people's!" Let me tell you, in an environment with strange beasts, my skills are old. ”

Mr. Sa: "Then you have to learn all the skills and upgrade them again." I'm not exactly hiding, I'm trying to do an experiment. I was worried that the brothers' skill promotion was led by Heine, and he would be able to upgrade us.

"It turns out that this is not the case, and even I don't need him to stare at the gladiatorial arena to learn skills, Brother Yang's previous theory of 'promotion equals efficient practice room' is correct."

Wei Diankite: "If that's the case, I'll have to go north." ”

Mr. Sa: "Take me with you, there is one thing to say, I have touched the brothers to cross so many rivers, how much I want to thank Brother Yang and my Xia." ”

Wei Diankite: "No problem, brother will do chores for you, level four is definitely enough, professional." ”

…

Hearing them all talk like this, Heine felt that it would be rude for him to send someone else to the north to talk to Gray.

Feeling that his mental power had recovered, Heine habitually immersed his senses in the fishpond.

It's been a long time since he gained anything, but he does it every time he first arrives and prepares to leave.

This time, however, a long-lost bubble floated there, and a rainbow of light swirled across the film.

Heine didn't dare to look at it, and hurriedly withdrew from the fishpond.

(End of chapter)