Something's wrong with my undead

On the other side, Heine was a little dazed by the message that Wei Dian Yuan had just sent.

If the promotion trial is essentially spiritism, doesn't that mean that spiritists can be comparable to "gods" to some extent?

He instinctively found this absurd.

But then I thought about it, wasn't the "divine" state in which he controlled everything when he immersed his perception in the Yuanling Array the best evidence?

"It seems that the gods of this world are not so mysterious..."

Heine thought silently in his mind.

At this time, Wei Dianyu had already walked to the hanging painting.

He raised a dark skeleton arm and slowly reached into the painting.

The scene is like a water curtain.

Mr. Sa: "What kind of skill is this? Brother Wei, if you say anything, you have shattered the filter in my mind that 'people from the Northeast are all real', and it has been shattered all over the floor."

Wei Dianyuan: "I really didn't hide anything this time. This is not my skill, it belongs to Alpha."

Mr. Sa: "Huh?? No, which one of you got promoted?"

Wei Dianyuan: "I don't know. Anyway, it ate the examiner. Maybe it was promoted."

He recounted what had just happened again, and this time he really didn't hide anything.

After listening, Mr. Sa asked doubtfully: "But isn't your commander still 'reading'? How can you invite dad to do it?"

Wei Dianyu: "There's nothing wrong with it, but Alpha's body is too big. It's enough to summon only a small part."

Mr. Sa exclaimed: "What kind of monsters are these? When will you finish reading this article? You said you can't read it as fast as it grows, right? Then wouldn't you be tied to death here?" "

Wei Dianyuan: "Fuck you, you are such a crow's mouth, I advise you to withdraw this sentence immediately!"

Mr. Sa chuckled.

"That's all I said."

While the two were talking, Wei Dianyuan's arm had already outlined a window on the canvas.

Through the window, an illusory soul emerged instantly.

It is the original sleeping beauty on the canvas.

She was wearing a white nightgown made of fine silk, with bare feet, fair skin, long flaxen hair, and a delicate black crystal crown on her head.

This is a "new concept ghost".

That is, undead creatures that can be seen without the Eyes of the Dead.

But rather than being undead, it is better to say that it is a creature with a "ghost body".

Heine is no stranger to this scene, Delin in Withering Dagger is similar to it.

But the person in front of him looked more like a ghost horse bound to him than Delin.

This is an "original creature".

As soon as she came out, Heine could feel her surprise even without speaking.

This is not shown through the details of expressions, demeanor, and movements.

But as long as she stood there, this emotion would be an open secret to Heine in his "researcher" form.

But she obviously didn't know this.

"Milton...isn't that madman here?"

As soon as she came out, she looked around in surprise, her eyes sweeping over everyone like a dragonfly on water.

Finally, she locked onto Andre, who was frowning.

Brother Wei burned down the vines that trapped the two of them, and Andre's injuries were basically stopped.

"A member of the Musiain family?" the queen asked, looking down at him.

Andre: "You...are you Queen Rosie? Milton turned himself into a lich. Are you his accomplice?"

Rosie snorted and shook her head disdainfully.

"How could I be that loser's accomplice?"

Mr. Sa exclaimed: “Damn it, there’s a melon!?”

Wei Dianyuan: "This is something I don't understand."

...

"This is not story time."

Heine stepped forward and said straight to the point:

"I'm sorry to interrupt the reminiscence between you two. Milton may come back at any time. I just want to know if it is possible to make him submit by using you as a hostage?"

Rosie was stunned and looked Heine up and down.

After noticing that he was just an ordinary person, she suddenly sneered:

"A spellcaster who doesn't know the bounds of heaven and earth? Don't think that you can repay a favor by saving me. Even Milton must abide by etiquette when facing me. Who are you?"

Halfway through her words, Heine's two skeletons had already taken action.

Mr. Sa: "How dare you slander my father! I'll shame you!"

However, both his arrows, Wei Dian Yuan's barrage and the toilet pusher's big bag were all empty.

The other party is like a projection and does not exist in this world.

"A bunch of humble pariahs, why do you think Milton sealed me in the painting?"

Rosie held her arms in her arms, floating in the air and looking proudly.

"In order to retain my consciousness without turning me into an ugly and disgusting undead creature, Milton spent half his life to find such a place, and even sacrificed all the souls hidden in the air to create a place to accommodate me. The foundation of memory, how can its secrets be understood by mortals like you?"

Heine couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This Queen Rosie is obviously an outsider, and what she calls "base" refers to the soul quality.

And the soul cannot be hidden in the air. She should be talking about the will in energy.

No wonder the energy in this place is so clean...it was Milton who did it.

And it’s no wonder that Rosie’s shape is different from that of Delin, the latter was reshaped from flesh and blood.

But how did Milton do it?

Heine temporarily suppressed his curiosity.

"Since he values ​​you so much, it should be feasible for me to take you as a hostage."

He was talking to himself and took out a bottle.

At the moment, it's burning hot!

"Don't eat her, just scare her."

Heine ordered, then uncorked the bottle.

A bloody light swept across the entire hall, as if it was covered with a scarlet filter!

The strong smell of blood rushed into everyone's nostrils instantly.

"What...what is this!?? Let it get away from me!!!"

Her Majesty was forced to a corner of the ceiling and let out a scream that would shatter a glass.

A nearly five-meter-tall red-haired wolfdog approached her with its big teeth bared.

The ferocious face was almost close to hers, and a threatening whimper came from his mouth.

Puddles of "saliva" as thick as blood flowed from its mouth, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into mist and disappeared instantly.

Rosie was as scared as a clay statue.

His originally arrogant and noble face was filled with fear, and his body was shaking like chaff.

——Is that so?

Heine looked at the big dog with interest.

He had heard Xiaobei say before that he was guarded by such a handsome dog when he entered Gawain's consciousness space, and he finally got to see it this time.

"Okay, come back. I'll make sure you enjoy it next time."

Heine comforted him and took it back.

As he thought, Queen Rosie was also an "aggregation" of some kind of consciousness, so the God of War was interested in her.

"Then let's begin, Your Majesty."

Heine sat down casually and knocked on the table in front of him.

"I don't want to have to look up to see you clearly."

"……Yes."

Rosie floated down obediently this time and landed opposite Heine.

"Where do you want to start?" she asked.

Heine: "To pick the key points, what is your relationship, where is this place, and what did he do."

Rosie nodded apprehensively, then began to tell.

"Milton...he was one of my many suitors.

“As talented as he was, I wasn’t really interested in music.

“I heard people say that he was a runaway and I chose to be with him later, but he obviously got the wrong idea... thinking that he impressed me with his talent.

"So, after I found out that the Gitil family had no intention of recalling him, I found him and politely expressed that there was no place for him in my future plans.

“But again he would be mistaken.

“He thought like crazy that I was being oppressed and held hostage, and said he would remove all obstacles for our future.

"At first I didn't understand what that meant, but later I found out that he was so crazy that he took me and fled Saint-Sitin..."

At this point, the queen showed a trace of disgust on her face.

“Later, when he learned the truth from me, he couldn’t accept it at all.

"He ridiculously insisted that my mind was controlled by the temple, so I said such cruel words.

“He wants to heal my soul.

"Later, we came to Yati Town - to be precise, he brought my body here."