Got home......

A joy from the heart came to Heine's heart as these primordial spirits converged.

Bang la blah

Sanji flew down from the tree and landed on his shoulder.

"Heineacu, why...... Why should they thank me? ”

"Do you still have enough mental power?"

"That's enough."

"You let them go home."

Heine muttered.

"What do you mean to go home, aren't they right here?" Sanji asked.

"To go home is to return to death."

"Shouldn't that be sad?"

"For some, death is relief."

Sanji tilted his head.

With his current experience, he still can't understand why death is a relief.

In order to protect him, Hemat only gives him access to a group of babies who don't know anything, and then scares him with some negative emotions related to the underworld from time to time.

He was like a child who grew up in a sterile room, and if he left rashly, he would be bruised and even twisted.

Luckily, he met Heine.

In McCalalla, he, like Quercus, will rediscover the world through the hearts and eyes of others.

It wasn't until he had accumulated enough experience that he would regain the courage to step out of his infancy.

"By the way," Heine suddenly asked, "have you ever been exposed to 'death' before?" ”

Sanji nodded his little head.

"One egg didn't hatch."

"Where did its soul go?"

"The last time I saw it, it fell to the ground and seeped into the sand."

And so it was......

Heine looked at the rolling waves and solved the last doubt.

At first, he never believed that the Zanluo people were true that "death will not come to an end".

Because in this world, the souls of the dead will definitely leave, this is the law.

Even Sanatos can't bring the dead back to life - sending the dead back from the underworld is not called resurrection, it is a conjugation.

But after seeing and hearing about the so-called "holy area", he realized that it was not true.

It is true that the people of Zanlo do not really "die".

Their "death", perhaps, was sent directly here.

And Sanchi's answer confirms this.

Sanchi always stayed in the inner world, and naturally he would not really see the soul in an egg fall to the ground.

That is, the soul that should have left the real world was sent in.

Just like Heine did in the gladiatorial circle of the lumberyard in Greenleaf Town.

It's a stripping.

There was a huge spell that shrouded the Zanro Plateau, causing each deceased to be stripped of their souls and sent to the so-called "sanctuary" before they could completely lose their breath.

This rule does a good job of circumventing the law that "the soul of the dead must leave".

There are no dead people in the Zanro Plateau.

Because before death, the soul is already stripped away.

And those sands, those sands that have become the tiniest particles, the Yuan Spirit, but still shouting "fight", are the souls of the Zanluo people who have been warlike all their lives.

Countless souls are like a pot of broth, boiling out a thick battle intent, equally infiltrating every soul that enters here.

Whether you are a baby, a child or an adult, whether you are strong or weak, whatever your status, you have to fight.

Life never ends, and the battle never stops.

How this process is accomplished, and whether there is a screening mechanism, Heine did not know.

But he was sure that the sand would be the ultimate loser.

That's why the ancestral spirits of Solins Peak are such a unique "sand sculpture" form.

This also explains why Arthur commented that "their anger is pure, but not of their own".

The wrath of the Zanlo comes from these souls that cannot die, from the spirits of the ancestors, and is the most desperate cry of the enslaved undead.

They did not die in the true sense of the word.

And now, this new tree has given them a chance to return to death and turn back into raw materials.

It's definitely the easiest expansion ever.

They are indeed pure, not twisted like the wraithl, not tainted.

All they want is a "death-ready" license.

And the Yuan Spirit Circle from Maikala has just fulfilled their dreams.

Suddenly, Sanchi flew up uneasily.

"Something's coming!" It said nervously.

"What?"

Heine looked into the distance and saw a red cloud appear in the sky.

Not even the dust that obscured the sky could hide the burning thing......

At this point, he noticed that someone was shaking his arm.

He suddenly left from a light sleep.

Teacher Xia: "You're awake, someone is knocking on the door."

What!??

Heine was shocked, how could the enemy still split up?

Hemat had already rushed out with someone, and he hurried out with him.

"How did you find out?" He asked.

"It's the Wyvern you brought here."

Hemat pointed to the airship docked in the Court of the Wind Riders.

The split-toed wyvern that Arthur had brought from the Tribal Residency was now slumped on the ground like dead dogs, and he almost covered his head with his winged claws.

They look weak and helpless.

He couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth: "Has this creature always been so cowardly?" ”

"The Split-Toe Clan is on the easternmost side of the plateau......"

Hemat said very tactfully.

It makes so much sense.

Heine couldn't help but think.

Soon, a barely airship appeared on the horizon.

Compared to the dwarven airship, it was more primitive in appearance and made of wild materials, all made of white giant bones, huge spikes protruding from the deck like fins, and the rags wrapped around it made a hunting sound like some kind of tattered fascia.

Teacher Xia: ", the dragon boat that pinched the neck??? ”

Catching sheep: "Isn't it, isn't it in the depths of the tomb of Sangu Iland?" ”

Teacher Xia: "Who knows, what if Heine's mining is discovered?" ”

…

Neck pinching?

The final boss who lives in Sangouirand?

Heine fell into a light sleep once more, and he and Sanchi stood at the very top of the canopy, looking at the red clouds that were close to reality.

Analyze it calmly......

Wrong.

Although someone in the sea is only a fifth-level psychic, he has never eaten a pig and has seen a pig run.

Not only had he dealt with the Strange Hall Master from the underworld, but he also knew epic creatures like Quercus and Loulton.

Interestingly, their souls feel the same as the one in front of them.

And the so-called "pinching the neck", if according to the player, is at most a seventh-level boss.

He absolutely didn't believe that a mere seventh-level boss could make him so awesome.

If there is a nest bonus in Sangu Iland, it doesn't matter, and it's all played out and it's like this, so wouldn't it really be a god to stay at home?

Of course, the key reason for him to have this opinion is -

The big dog in the bottle was in no hurry.

So at least it's not the will of the god of war.

- This is even funnier, could it be that "pinching the neck" can be a boss by relying on his own cultivation, not the will of the god of war?

Ghost believes!

"Don't panic."

Heine simultaneously pacified his companions from both worlds.

"Let's see what the other party is here to do."

(End of chapter)