Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 234 What a big tree

Gawain has been fighting the strange beasts outside the Blight Scar these past few days.

Strictly speaking, it was torture.

And it was as brutal as anti-aircraft cannons killing mosquitoes.

His purpose is to use up the energy in his body as quickly as possible and let it be replaced with new ones.

Although the Paladin has the characteristic of "as long as the faith is firm, the holy light will flow endlessly".

But there was heavy fog in that place, covering the sun, which was not conducive to his recovery of energy.

Therefore, he successfully allowed the energy in his body to flow for several rounds.

Now that the holy light from the outside world has been consumed to an extent, the local holy light can be better controlled.

This time, Gawain was brought to Kitiler Farm to test his current control.

The airship arrived at the edge of the farm, where Dylan had been waiting for a long time.

Heine said helplessly.

They all lit up!

The golden flame was like burning catkins, spreading from the waist to the head and tail.

The Sun Knight took a deep breath, looked at the foggy sky, and nodded.

Heine couldn't help but sigh.

"it is good."

Gawain took an uncontrollable step forward, and the holy light spread out from his body instantly.

Heine shook his head and said:

"The old man is currently the only one who has escaped the control of extraordinary energy. I need his analysis circle - a version that targets the holy light, not the shadow.

However, when it was two or three meters away from the body, it suddenly retracted.

In the blink of an eye, these creatures were scattered all over the ground in charred black form.

However, there was still a faint golden light that escaped.

In the final analysis, it was because he was not good at studying.

If he has completely digested the old man's research notes now, can he "consult and perform surgery" on Gawain on his behalf?

Half of it is holding back, and half of it is shame.

"Are you ready?" Heine looked at Gawain.

Gawain's face turned red, as if he was trying to control himself.

Heine winked at Dylan.

Dylan was silent.

Seeing that he had such a headache, Dylan asked:

Heine rubbed the surface of the bronze mirror, waiting for his mental power to fully recover before immersing his senses in it again.

It pushed out slowly like ripples and hit the row of undead creatures.

"No, I want the old man to see him."

Dylan: "I'm going back, you take him with you."

"No! We must not let him in!"

……

Gawain blushed.

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now."

Fortunately, he thought he could properly control the Holy Light, but in the end, he couldn't help but want to save the undead whenever he saw them.

"Ready."

In his perception, after these days of crazy leaks, Gawain's "awkward feeling" has been greatly reduced.

"Things are more troublesome than I thought..."

"Why must he see the old man?"

"I asked Saberia, and he said that to achieve this goal, he and the old man's research results must be superimposed. This is not as simple as addition."

The latter snapped his fingers, and the barrier that blocked the life force was removed. A group of ferocious-looking rotten corpses and skeletons suddenly emerged from the cornfield behind him, and the death force on their bodies rushed towards them.

This can only be attributed to the Holy Light's too strong aggressiveness, even if it is weakened, it will not help.

"I need Gawain to get rid of the shackles of the Holy Light so that he can tell some secrets instead of being burned to death by the fire of his heart when he speaks rashly.

How could such a dangerous person be as harmless as Linumu...

Letting the Paladin get close to this point was his limit.

No matter what, he would not allow it to become Sunshine Farm again.

Dylan said decisively.

At night, the study room of the Lord's Mansion.

wow——

Stepping on the dark ground again, Heine, wrapped in a bark coat, seemed to blend in with the place.

In front of me is the familiar sky and stars.

He comes in frequently these days and has long been used to it.

Today he plans to go a little further.

Not only does he have experience in fighting pollution in Quelkus, he is also certified as "Hatar" by the ground here.

Of course, the most important thing is that Thanatos seems to be indifferent.

He didn't believe that Pluto's eyes would be on every inch of the land.

...

After a while, Heine finally climbed over the nearest low mountain in sight.

Suddenly it becomes clear.

Especially in the distance, there is a green river.

Countless wandering souls were drilling in and out of the river, dancing around.

This scene is full of weird visual impact.

"This is probably the Sacrifice River, right?" Heine thought to himself.

As he subconsciously came up with the idea of "I want to get closer to this river", he crossed thousands of meters with a casual step.

The distance between him and the river suddenly shortened.

Heine looked down in surprise, but unfortunately he couldn't release his perception.

"Could it be that... the reason why you were able to send me back quickly last time was because you sensed the thought of 'I want to go back'?"

He had a sense of déjà vu…

The black mud beneath my feet is answering my "prayer".

Relying on the help from the ground, he quickly reached the bank of the Blazing River.

The green wandering souls who were originally entrenched by the river moved away from him in fear, making waves of incomprehensible roars.

Soul-repelling curse, okay!

Heine swaggered close to the river.

The river water was not as dirty as he imagined, but rather very clear.

He could see the process of individual wandering souls with illusory figures expanding and becoming brighter.

This is undoubtedly the legendary "hanging pulp".

But when he reached out and scooped up a handful of water from the river, what he took out was a turbid fluid like silt.

"interesting……"

Just as Heine was about to shake off the mud, they suddenly squirmed to form a line of words:

"Come to me"

Heine shook off the mud fiercely, and a chill spread across his back.

At this moment, countless wandering souls flew out of the river and formed the same line of words on the river:

"Come to me"

This time it's Elvish...

Heine looked back at the direction he came from, and then looked upstream of the river.

If he remembered correctly, this was the direction to Mourning Wood Valley.

The direction was almost the same as when I met Gray that day.

After a moment of hesitation, Heine decided to go take a look.

It was not only his intuition that made him make this decision, but also Quelkus, who was bound to his soul.

The moment it came into contact with the mud, the Quelkus seedling inside his body trembled violently.

"I want to head upriver."

Heine thought that each step could span thousands of meters.

The river surface becomes wider and the river becomes smoother.

Gradually, the figure of a big tree appeared in the distance.

Behind it is a dark purple sky filled with stars, and its outline is clearly visible, almost exactly like Quelkus.

Heine quickly approached and came under the tree.

He saw countless fragments of light gathering from all directions, scrambling to penetrate into the big black tree, forming a dazzling curtain of light.

Under its high and raised roots, clear river water flows out.

This is the origin of the Drunken River.

Heine jumped up onto the roots, approached the tree, and put his hand against its trunk.

"You came……"

It's a strange voice.

Heine breathed a sigh of relief.

He initially thought Quelkus had not escaped...

"Hello."

He answered in his mind, not knowing if it would be useful.

"Are you...the tree of mourning?" he asked tentatively.

"I am part of her..."

The other party replied slowly: "I feel it...my brother...it is liberated..."