Something's wrong with my undead

Loulton's eyes lit up, but Andre secretly said something bad!

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

The archduke looked at Heine seriously.

"For thousands of years since the advent of necromancers, all references to 'cleansing' and 'healing' of liches have meant total annihilation from soul to body."

Lou Dun obviously thought so too.

But he was thinking, not questioning.

There is a play!

Heine pointed at Wei Dian Yuan who was standing still: "Have you all seen that weird beast?"

Andre nodded: "I also want to ask you what that thing is. The Poetry Club's research on strange beasts is based on the Velitas people's research on the void. It should be the most comprehensive and top-notch in the world. But I’ve never seen anything so weird in the illustrated book.”

Loulton also said: "It is very peaceful, much more peaceful than when I first saw it."

"Why didn't you kill it at that time?" Heine asked: "Not to mention that its appearance itself was an uneasy factor, wasn't the subsequent act of removing the beacon also against Milton?"

Lou Dun was silent for a few seconds.

"It was very cautious and took the initiative to stay away from me at the beginning. Later, when it grew to the point where I felt threatened, I could no longer find it - I mean there was nothing I could do about it, it seemed to have melted into the water. A fish in it.”

Heine realized that at that time, Alpha had lost its form due to devouring too many of its kind.

"How did it become like this?" Loulton asked.

Sure enough, you realize the connection...

Heine was satisfied.

He said slowly: "Extreme emotions can never be resolved by themselves, but if you use more extreme means - such as violence to suppress them, you will only get dormancy and a stronger rebound later.

"The only thing that can truly resolve hatred, violence and chaotic emotions...is peace. And it is not low-temperature rationality, it must be warm peace, and it must be beautiful, pure and noble sacrifice.

"It is emotional compromise, concession, and sacrifice. This may cause the individual to perish, or it may not, but it is essentially the transfer and offset of pain."

He looked in the direction of Wei Dian Yuan, with a trace of compassion in his eyes.

“Some deaths are drowning in poisonous resentment, but some deaths are sleeping in beautiful dreams.

"Just like rebirth, no death is meaningless. The cycle of life will always leave something to the world and always affect the world.

“They add, subtract, strengthen, cancel, or become irrelevant to each other, and ultimately arrive at an answer that is either painful, happy, or peaceful.”

He looked at the other party again and asked:

"Do you think this is Milton's answer?"

Loulton fell into a long silence.

As someone who has "cleansed" so much energy, he can understand Heine's words very well.

Twisted wills are not born, and the underworld is not created out of thin air.

Liches are still essentially alive, but their souls are polluted by the River of Blasphemy.

Nature can be "cured" if the pollution in the soul can be eliminated.

Alpha, which Heine deliberately mentioned, is a typical example.

The deaths of more than two thousand miners "purified" such a twisted beast.

Now it is available to them to participate in this act called "rescue."

As for Milton, his once sobriety and kindness were poured into Loulton, so is it now time for the latter to save the former?

Loulton quickly gained humanity through a rubbing method, eliminating the need for a "growing up" process like Quelkus's.

Therefore, he has not yet learned to fight against selfishness.

Just like he didn't stop the Lich Milton before, because that would be beneficial to his 'existence'.

But now, it's his turn to make a choice again.

...

The shadow wind began to howl, and the dark stone walls above everyone's heads shone.

That's when the surface of the rock formation was eroded and annihilated, exposing high-purity mineral deposits.

The black sky above the plain has been stirred by a force.

The condensed shadows dance like wild dragons, spelling out "runes" that the natives cannot understand.

That's the word "cool".

It can be seen that Northeastern people are very happy!

This kind of pleasure of wantonly manipulating energy, even his large size has never been so good.

After all, the level of combat players is measured by destructive power, not the amount of energy at their disposal.

Suddenly, the shadow condensed a big hand and fished hard at the giant below!

There is also a line of Chinese barrage next to it.

"Brother, lend me a fire!"

As if hearing a loud "boom", the Holy Light Giant spread out into countless golden flames, covering this palm.

But the flames were smeared black in the blink of an eye.

The fire spread to the uppermost clouds and began to convert all the shadow energy into flames.

He also left a barrage:

"thank you!"

Heine could already figure out Teacher Fan Wei's voice.

"Ms. Deathspeaker, what kind of rune is this?"

Andre looked shocked.

Even though he was already numbed by this superb control, he couldn't help but scream when he suddenly saw the unfamiliar runes.

"I'm also studying these, but I've gained very little."

Heine called Mr. Sa over.

"Can you understand the runes left by V just now?"

Fortunately, the skeleton didn't have any more expressions, so Mr. Sa's grinning expression only looked a little weird, and no one would think that this guy couldn't hold himself tight.

"The previous sentence is Holy Light, suffer death," he said.

"What about the last sentence?" Andre asked while taking notes.

Seeing that he had taken notes, Mr. Sa quickly expressed that he could not understand and slipped away.

Thanks to Brother Yang's education, the brothers are very strict in this regard and must be consistent in their lies.

Mr. Sa was too lazy to think too much, so he just let it go.

Taking advantage of Wei Dian Yuan's opportunity to burn the chip, Lou Dun finally made a decision.

"After we resolve the matter here, I will take Milton with you." He said.

Andre suddenly became anxious.

But before he could speak, Loulton continued:

"But you have to find a way to strip away my will and leave behind this tree and this huge spiritual power."

"of course."

Heine smiled.

This can be regarded as a happy event for everyone.

Afterwards, this underground world will be connected to the outside world, but there will no longer be such a thing as "purging" the will.

This tree will only consume mental power under inertia to play the role of shadow will and continue to sort out energy.

As the will of the shadow slowly returns, the tree that has exhausted its spiritual power will gradually withdraw from the stage of history and completely become a stone on the mountain wall.

Eventually, the obsidian mine here will return to its original state, without accidents or incidents.

Of course, there is no endless supply of obsidian.