traveler of time and space

If you lose your humanity, you will become a mad living corpse. Humanity here should not only refer to psychological things, but also include physical things. Otherwise, you will not have the characteristics of living corpses if you lose your humanity.

Will Sister Friede turn from fireless embers to a living being if she keeps drinking it?

You must know that this world is very special. It is said that the original king soul recipients were also born from the mud in the darkness.

Sister Friede was obviously also thinking about this possibility.

She has the most intuitive feeling of the changes in her body, and now what she feels is flesh and blood, different from the body where the embers gather, there is a touch of flesh and blood in her body, and even a more subtle feeling on the skin.

She longs for the energy contained in the nectar and jade dew.

A body made of fireless embers longed for energy that would reshape her flesh, replacing burning embers as part of her body.

It was as strong as the embers of longing.

Even Sister Friede had a trace of desire and greed for the gourd in her heart, but she quickly restrained this trace of human greed.

Humanity is truly restored.

Human nature already contains many desires, and it is precisely because of the recovery of human nature that she has a trace of coveting for the demon gourd.

At first, Sister Friede wanted only Su Ziyu's head, because that was the mission born from the embers of no fire.

Su Ziyu obviously felt that Sister Friede's eyes fell on the demon gourd several times, but the other party did not make any moves, so he naturally would not make too deliberate defensive actions. In essence, he still cannot fully trust Fu Lide now. Sister Liede's.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon the sky gradually brightened, Sister Friede drew out the spiral sword in the bonfire, looked at Su Ziyu in front of her when she got up, and said again seriously: "I will help you collect the soul."

"Help you pay the salary king."

"You give me that stuff! . . . it means a lot to me! . . . "

Su Ziyu nodded with a serious expression, "Yes. Good."

The other party probably wouldn't try to snatch his demon gourd, or else they wouldn't deliberately repeat the deal with each other.

"Let's go."

"I know where there are souls." Sister Friede looked at Fort Farland in the distance and beyond, and said softly, "There are many, many souls."

"The soul buried underground..."

Chapter 31 Casas Necropolis

Fortress of Fran.

When Su Ziyu and Sister Friede returned here again, they soon discovered something was wrong.

"Someone came here yesterday." Su Ziyu said in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Sister Friede squatted down and looked at the charred corpse of a Gulu in front of her, and said softly, "The power of chaos!... It's a conjurer."

"A very powerful conjurer."

All the monsters around here were slaughtered.

There were traces of the flame explosion everywhere, and the time should have been shortly after they left, but the other party did not enter the depths of the Faran Fortress, and all the traces gradually disappeared after approaching the position of King Xin.

"He seems to be invisible." Sister Friede said softly as she looked at a corpse that had been stabbed from behind.

There are three main types of spells in this world.

The first is miracles, which record the deeds of the ancient gods. By reading these stories to pray, trigger the power of faith, and thus cast some spells left by the gods.

Su Ziyu couldn't do this, and the stories of the gods were just interesting stories to him.

I can't believe it at all.

The second is spells, which are the power handed down by the Chaos Witch. Su Ziyu feels a bit like the spells of warlocks, and the bloodlines that can become a spell caster are not ordinary.

The third is magic, mainly soul spells and crystal spells, which are unique powers of this world and must be obtained by analyzing the laws of the world.

This is the way of the mage.

The power of magic is said to have originated from White Dragon Heath.

"It may be the witch who has the power of chaos." Sister Friede picked up a wisp of burning ashes and looked at it, and said slowly: "The daughters of chaos were once burned as salary kings."

The other party has already left.

"Don't worry about him." Su Ziyu shook his head and said, "Let's go in."

Embers without fire will always find him.

If the source of pollution was really the primordial fire, he wouldn't be surprised what kind of embers were revived.

soon.

The sealed passage in the deepest part of Fort Faran appeared in front of the eyes of the two of them. Sister Friede pointed to the passage in front of her and said softly, "Below is the Casas Necropolis."

"A buried kingdom."

"follow me."

This catacomb is not dimly lit, for it is lit with many torches that have not been extinguished.

Su Ziyu has just entered this dusty cemetery, and there are a large number of slaughtered corpses in front of him. Skeletons are piled up next to the stone pillars, and beside them are scattered rusted swords and tombstones with illegible writing. Here and there, there are some strange ancient jars filled with human bones.

"Kasas was once a mighty kingdom."

"Their king conquered many countries."

"Until the ruler of Kasas, Overlord-Volnir, began to get his hands on the power of death..."

Sister Friede seemed to be remembering, she seemed to remember many things that had been forgotten, and said softly: "Warnier has obtained part of the power of the first dead, the Tomb King-Nite."

"He wants to be the last to die."

Speaking of this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Sister Friede's mouth, and she said slowly: "Then, he was corroded by the abyss."

"The original Falang undead team came here."

"They slaughtered the whole country."

"Fan Fortress was also built on this ruined country to suppress these dead souls eroded by the abyss."

The countless bones here are all left by the French Undead Squad.