quicksilver blood

Chapter 343 Funeral Chant
After the sun went down, it became colder and colder near the cemetery.

Joseph squinted his eyes and leaned against the tombstone, sitting quietly without saying a word.With his pale skin, he looked dead from a distance.

With the naked eye, you can see a vague frost-white aura floating against the ground.If you touch it even slightly, the coldness that penetrates your bones will crawl all over your body along your skin and flesh.

That is the negative energy entangled in the land of Karal.

To put it bluntly, the so-called grave guards are humanoid vacuum cleaners used to absorb these negative energies.This is also the reason why the tomb guards basically become extremely weak and suffer from serious and minor illnesses after working for a long time.

It wasn't that he was being targeted by something, but that the vitality in his body had been emptied long ago.Just because people with hyposensitivity cannot see these negative energies, they have no way of knowing the dangers of their profession.

Because the druids have invested too much magic into the land, this land contains extremely active energy.

A druid is not the same as a cleric who mobilizes energy from the gods and a wizard who mobilizes laws from the Wall of Orm.If the first two are looking up at the stars, druids are looking down at the earth.

Their strength comes from the earth.To be precise, their power comes from the outermost wall of Gaia in the entire Farnes world.

This is also the confidence of the Caral people.The great enchantment of the three sages almost covered the entire sky.If you stand here, any power and information falling from the sky will be intercepted.

It can be said that apart from druids, no spellcaster can survive in Caral.The overactivated land has the same effect on the druid's magical spells as a wizard standing in over-ordered magic dust to perform witchcraft.Whether it is scale or intensity, there will be a degree of unstable improvement.

And the energies that are active in this land of Karal naturally include negative energies.Even the druids of the dead wood and dead vine series are good at using these negative energies hidden deep in the ground.

As the sun went down, the concentration of negative energy in the air began to increase, and even the negative energy underground was also drawn out, condensed into a solid body, and slowly crawled against the ground.

If these activated negative energies come into contact with corpses that have not been blessed by divine magic, these corpses will be slightly demonized.

This happened all over the world in Farnese, but it became a very common phenomenon in Caral alone.

It is very simple to stop this kind of demonization, just let the priest or druid perform a simple ceremony.But in Karal, who doesn't believe in gods, the pastor has become a despicable profession. It is impossible for the people of Karal to find a priest to perform the ceremony-to take a step back, even if they can find a priest, it is impossible It was impossible to hand over the bodies of loved ones to these people whom they did not trust.

If druids were to perform the ceremony, they would need cobblestones soaked in palm oil as road signs, elk horns as offerings, and yew tree staffs to guide the spirits of the dead back to the earth.The entire ceremony cost [-] gold coins just for the casting materials, which is close to [-] Elcatel silver coins.

Not to mention ordinary businessmen, even the poorer nobles can't afford this amount.

Of course, the druid's supernatural power and the god priest's light burial have different effects.The priest's thin burial is just a simple sanctification of the corpse. In terms of effect, it is no different from soaking a circle of holy water on the corpse; while the druid's salvation is actually pulling the soul directly into the underworld. .

Mourners and Deathcrows can do this for less.After all, this is the scope of the teacher's ability.

That chant is called the funeral chant, which is in the same series as the christening chant.

Kacarit stood on the back of the tombstone that Joseph was leaning on, and chanted in a low voice: "... Return to the dust."

As he chanted, two groups of silvery-white sacred flames were faintly burning quietly in his pupils.

Waves of invisible warm wind centered on Kakarite and spread silently to the surroundings.

In Joseph's vision, the slowly spreading holy white halo was like a white veil blown in the air, fluttering and gradually dissipating.

The frosty white aura melted slightly after being slightly soaked by the holy white halo, and penetrated into the white breeze.

If ordinary people with relatively low perception ability were allowed to stand here now, that person would be able to clearly feel that the bone-eating cold outside had been completely dispelled.A faint warmth gradually enveloped the whole body.

After chanting for a while, Kakarit closed his eyes directly.The pupils that were faintly burning with holy white flames gradually closed.

It's just to dispel some negative energy that no one has used.A chant is enough.

Not only were the activated negative energies that wandered on the ground and did not dare to approach Joseph and Kakarite directly annihilated, but the corpses buried under this cemetery were also consecrated by Kakarit.At least there is no need to worry about these corpses being polluted again by negative energy.

——However, just half a minute after Kakarit stopped praying, the more violent cold wind came again.

This time it's not just a matter of groups of frosty white marks floating on the ground.Like an ant swarm, a thick layer of white smoke covered the entire ground, sweeping from all directions, covering the low tombstones directly, and turning the cemetery into a fairyland.

It was a silent and slow siege.

There is no doubt that this is an effect that cannot be achieved without manipulation.

"Oh?"

Joseph sneered and said, "Your prayers are very effective... just for fishing."

"Ah, a big fish."

There was a cold light in Kakarit's eyes.

He opened his eyes completely, and the intense holy fire burning in his eyes even distorted the surrounding air.

The silver-white halo swayed round and round, and silver-gray runes began to slowly emerge on his body.

"The lost and the old are called by me, commit to me, learn from me, and serve me -"

Following the first chant, Kakarit raised his hands and sang the teacher's prayer to the enemy hidden in the fog with a cold demeanor and fiery enthusiasm.

Suddenly, a thin circle of light swayed from Kakarit's feet.His feet suddenly turned completely pure white.

Holy silver-white crosses slowly grew out of the ground. These crosses, which were less than knee height, shone brightly and bloomed like flowers.

"Don't forget to sing, don't forget to pray, don't forget to sleep—"

In Kakarite's clear voice, white butterflies composed of pure light slowly flew out from the top of the cross that bloomed like flowers, and spread freely around.

"... Heh, interesting."

Joseph snorted happily, looking at the scene in front of him with admiration.

Just being approached by the white butterfly, the white mist receded in large swaths.

If the unknown enemy using negative energy appears here now, these butterflies will pounce on them in large numbers.

He didn't even need to touch—as long as he got close enough, these butterflies would be able to ignite him.And any witchcraft and magic with negative energy elements will be detonated in advance once it touches a butterfly.

The same chant for negative energy, the difference between funeral chant and baptism chant is that one is for energy and the other is for spirits.

Just as the sharp blades formed from the cross also have the ability to kill physically.Even if the fighting power of these butterflies is not strong, once detonated, the holy fire or holy light brought by the explosion is not vegetarian.

But when there were only two verses left in Kakarit's chant, a somewhat flustered young man's voice came from the much thinner fog: "Captain, this is right here! We'll be there soon!"

"—Kayo!?"

Joseph's pupils shrank instantly.

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