Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1688 Leave your memory to me

Gilbert finally realized the true meaning of the words of the mage from the starry sky... No matter which god their world originally belonged to, it must not be Bi Suoziya.

Moreover, the disdain in the mage's tone was very obvious.

This can only prove that it is the 'great' goddess who made the world what it is now.

And their real world master has either completely fallen, or is left with only a dying breath.

Then Gilbert made a quick judgment: it must have been rattled.

Otherwise, the obviously powerful mage in front of him would not suddenly find ordinary people like them, especially him, who was about to die.

"You, looking for me, is there anything I can do?" Gilbert asked hesitantly, "Although I don't care about the Tower of the Black Misty, I still care about the Hynarson family."

He didn't dare to say more, but in fact, he showed his intention clearly... He didn't care that Hill used him to deal with the Tower of Black Misty, or even the Tower of Sea, but he was worried that if Hill failed, the Heinelson family Will follow in the footsteps of the tower of defense.

Having lost his home once, Gilbert is really sensitive to this aspect, and he reacted as soon as he said it.

"I want to visit the Tower of Seattle." Hill said frankly.

The timing of his coming could be good or bad... He originally planned to be Gilbert's grandfather, or directly pretend to be him after the unlucky boy passed away, but it was a pity that he came across this embarrassing moment.

It was impossible for him to kill and set fire to such a trivial matter, but he couldn't make Gilbert recover.

If Gilbert really continues to consume his life force and soul, he can actually last for 20 years... Especially, it is impossible for the mage not to feel that there is a problem with his soul, but Gilbert doesn't care at all.

Even though he felt that something was wrong with him, Hill didn't directly mention the issue of soul damage after he came out, but only said that his soul power could not support him to become a necromancer.

In fact, these words prove that Gilbert's soul is damaged... Necromancer is the best job change, and apprentices can do it.

Only people with damaged souls cannot ignite their own soul fire.

However, Gilbert asked something that shocked even Hill.

This kind of ability to connect with the power of the Styx accidentally due to soul shock, Hill has never seen it in so many worlds.

Yes, dead souls can only be recorded by those marked by Styx.

And the connection between this world and the River Styx has long been intercepted by Asmodeus... All souls will directly fall into the soul pool belonging to a certain devil.

It stands to reason that it should be Bi Suo Zeya, but she has not been resurrected, so it should be the exclusive pool of the Lord of Hell.

With his power, it is still very easy to cut off the connection between a world and Styx.

But it seems not so thorough.

At least Gilbert was actually marked by Styx with his messy efforts.

Therefore, even if Gilbert died, Hill would not be able to bypass the River Styx to keep his soul... It's not impossible, but as a natural mage, Hill is easily unwilling to violate his principles and beliefs.

That's not the same thing as getting a soul from the devil's pool of souls.

Although Styx doesn't seem to respond to those guys who snatch people from him, it's not true... Otherwise, the gods wouldn't all bring the souls they marked into their gods before they reached Styx. country.

A curse that the devil is not afraid of, the gods are still afraid of.

And most of the gods of death in the world are basically the spokespersons of Styx... and as long as it is a regular god of death, the first mission is to win back the soul for Styx.

Gilbert may also be the only soul marked by Styx in this closed world, so Hill can't touch it!

Hill felt that Styx would never be reconciled to being cut off by external forces, and his own soul was taken away by the devil... This is the whole world.

Therefore, he couldn't help but feel a little confused: "You look like this, it's better to give up early."

Gilbert was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly realized... If his soul would still be taken away and swallowed by that so-called goddess, this seemingly upright mage would not say so.

"I……"

"Although I don't know if that person has done anything wrong, but you'd better not mention it before you leave." Hill cut off his words, "The isolation circle I added can only ensure that mortals' ears can't get in."

Gilbert was taken aback: "Is there a problem with the arrangement in front of me?"

Hill floated onto a circular carpet: "In the floor tiles below, a very delicate micro-array is placed. It is the type of long-distance control. It will not directly transmit your words, but when the other side wants to listen , can still be heard."

Gilbert frowned... Although he was so weak that only a piece of skin was left, his skin was still tight because the power of the elements kept moisturizing his body, so his face really hasn't wrinkled for a long time felt it.

After feeling the creases between the brows, Gilbert was surprised that he could squeeze out a little crease!
Then he gritted his teeth and thought about what he was doing during the only few times when the isolation was fully opened... When his parents passed away, he cried "I can't save you, I'm a waste" and broke down crying because his body was about to support Constantly counting one's own resources is a curse to fate, and arranging for Ulrich to handle some family affairs.

Although for other mages, the resources and some of his arrangements for Ulrich still have some value to pay attention to, but for the one who arranged the floor tiles, there is no need to care.

Of course Gilbert knew who did this... He used to think he was a teacher who cared so much about him.

He has always been cautious in doing things. After outsiders came to his side tower, he would check it carefully.

But when Fritz Root came to see his poor student in person before his retreat, Gilbert was really moved, and didn't even think about what the other party was here for.

At that time, he had not yet made these curtains!
No wonder... Gilbert smiled coldly as he thought about Root who hadn't paid much attention to him after that.

After confirming that Gilbert had no value, Root completely gave up on him!

Gilbert completely let go of his last memory of the Tower of the Black Mystery... For so many years, although this tower has trapped him, it has also sheltered him.

Especially Lute, without his harsh words, Gilbert would never have such a clean life in this magical tower where the sun is setting and people are distracted, so Gilbert is still a little grateful to the archmage Yes... After all, his student really has no future, and the other party is too lazy to teach him, and Gilbert can understand.

But this floor tile completely broke the warmth he created for himself without temperature.

"People, as expected, there is nothing to rely on except yourself." Gilbert murmured.

Hill looked at him inexplicably.

Didn't Gilbert know what the opponent's purpose was when he entered the Tower of Black Misty?
That must be all means will come out!

Black face, white face, suppressing Huairou, they must come together.

Why does it sound like this kid is a little bit trustworthy?
Uh... also, since he would make that kind of sacrifice for the sake of his family, his heart is always a little soft.

But Hill knows that he is not qualified to speak of others. He can live a good and healthy life until now, thanks to the surround sound of natural consciousness all year round.

Gilbert cheered up: "But, if he happens to be using this monitor, then...you won't hear anything, and it will cause a little..."

Hill waved his hand, and on the innermost curtain that just excluded the carpet, the runes of the magic circle slowly emerged.

Gilbert looked over in surprise: Is this the master of the magic circle?
He can wave his hand and let the magic circle made by the official mage show runes, he really hasn't seen it before!
That's something that takes a lot of materials and lengthy incantations to do!

Then he couldn't help but widen his eyes... The runes are being modified.

When the magic circle is still in use, it will be modified directly!
Is this something a human can do?

Gilbert couldn't help but tilted his head... Maybe this isn't Bisoziya's god-enemy coming?
"Your runes are not very standard, that's why there are loopholes." Hill explained softly, "Otherwise, as long as there is this layer, it can block the monitoring circle.

Although that thing is exquisite, it has not reached the point of being particularly powerful. "

"It was when I first became a mage." Gilbert smiled wryly, "That one didn't take it too seriously, but he just didn't want to give up a little chance."

Hill nodded suddenly: It really is his teacher.

He just said it!Even if he really had some affection for this student in the end, it was impossible for him to have sincerity towards Gilbert in the beginning.

"But if I die now, what will Russell and the others do?" Gilbert finally turned to the topic.

"Leave your memory to me." Hill smiled, "It's very private, you're sure no one else will know, no need.

But as long as there is a memory known to anyone other than you, it must be left to me. "

(End of this chapter)