Something's wrong with my undead

When William woke up, the first thing he felt was a sense of loss.

The extremely powerful mental strength disappeared, and the invincible confidence that everything was under control was gone.

He is just an ordinary fifth-level wizard now.

But he had a vague feeling of absurdity...

That is, the memory of using magic in the dream still remains.

Especially the most used flash and invisibility.

It seems that my mastery of magic has improved a bit...

If there wasn't someone around, he would have tried right now to see if this was true.

——Doesn’t this mean that I can practice my spellcasting skills in the Mad King’s kingdom?

What a pity, that is the kingdom of God of the Mad King.

William thought with some regret.

He quickly put this distracting thought behind him, stood up and saluted respectfully to Heine in front of him.

"Dear Mr. Rick Eisley, I succeeded!"

"Of course you will succeed, otherwise you wouldn't have been chosen by me to come here."

Heine continued to pretend to be a god:

"But you have only succeeded in the first step."

William couldn't help but ask: "What should I do next?"

"Your mother is still trapped in the Mad King's kingdom. You have only been to the spiritual world before. But don't worry, she should have left the central area on her own. All you have to do is find her near the entrance. Red can help you with this."

William was immediately relieved.

He had completely trusted Heine and felt reassured.

"What about after I leave? Is there anything I can do to help you out?"

Oh wow, here it comes!

Apostle William issued a mission request!

Heine was very pleased with his approach.

"I believe you have experienced this. Although everything in the Mad King's kingdom is bizarre and fantastic, it still strictly follows the rules of this world."

William nodded in agreement.

——No, I even want to practice my spellcasting skills in there.

This thought suddenly occurred to him again.

I even had the idea of ​​commercializing it.

But he immediately remembered that there was a certain rumor circulating in the high-level circles of Veritas.

People who were born in Macara or grew up in Macara have souls that are much stronger and purer than those of ordinary people.

This may not seem to have any effect under normal circumstances, but it is a necessary condition for reaching the highest level.

But so far, only the McDuck family has the right to allow their descendants to settle in McCalla and then leave.

And the number of people they have arranged has been decreasing year by year.

On the one hand, the younger generations who stayed there were restless. For example, Donald McDuck even joined the Eternal Dawn and helped the Luku people to get involved in Macara.

On the other hand, it is said that McCalla is not as good as before, so there is no need to continue doing this.

But no matter which one it is, it proves that the so-called "extraordinary commercialization" claimed by the Veritas people is only aimed at insignificant areas.

Factors like this that truly have a decisive influence are still firmly in the hands of large families and are monopolized.

Although they talk a lot about anti-monopoly, their bodies are very honest.

Therefore, William was very sure that even if he could restore this spiritual world, the final outcome would probably be that it would be taken over by the big family and the news would be blocked.

Anyway, this isn’t the first time the McDuck family has done this.

...

"Have you ever thought about why this is possible?" Heine asked.

William shook his head.

This topic was really beyond his scope.

Heine: "Because this 4,000-year-old underground palace is buried with the remains of countless ancient ancestors. Even if they decay or die, their souls are still serving the Mad King, providing 'computing power' to maintain the operation of the magic circle. Therefore, everything in the kingdom of God develops as if it were real."

"You mean... necromancy?!"

"Perhaps it is more blasphemous and evil than the 'necromancy' you understand." Heine replied.

William's heart was shocked!

As the son of Ms. Melvin, the head of Opry Corporation, he had been influenced by her and had heard of the void and the elemental spirit.

Therefore, he always felt that this scene was familiar...

"The Mad King enslaves these souls, just as you enslave the elementals."

Heine said so.

William's body shook when he heard the word "slavery" twice in a row.

Then he subconsciously looked around, paying attention to other people's gazes.

But then he immediately realized that this was not Veritas and no one cared about the "correctness of the language".

"You mean, this is the connection between the paralysis of the magic network and the void disaster?" William asked tentatively.

"Yes."

Heine sighed softly.

At this point, it's no longer a lie.

But the truth.

But if he said this directly to a Veritas, especially revealing his identity as a Macara, it would be preaching and brainwashing, and the other party would strongly resist and look for every point to refute.

So, who says the Veritas aren’t “believers”?

Only talking about positions and ignoring facts is also a solid belief, but it does not affect their ability to examine, criticize, and ridicule the beliefs of other countries with a compassionate and superior attitude, and to use this as a basis to implement their own civilization and enlightenment.

But once things involve their own restricted areas, they immediately become serious and correct.

Faith never dies, it just changes its form.

Heine: “As I said before, what you saw in Melvin’s dream is also a possibility of the world—from the perspective of a Veritas, the possibility of everything being developed to the extreme.

"During this process, Dicktatura did not intervene. All results were derived from the samples provided by Melvin's memory, just like a deductive formula."

William’s heart sank: “Including that…disaster?”

“That’s something you need to understand.”

Heine shook his head: "I know nothing about the specific content of the dream, and I don't want to know. But you need to understand one thing. The high dependence and unlimited use of the magic network by the Veritas people is actually enslaving and exploiting the spirits. This is an overdraft of the future, and this overdraft will be returned one day in a way that is more terrible than the void disaster.

"The Mad King is keen on collecting 'future possibilities' in order to eliminate all unsettling factors that would prevent the arrival of this 'end'.

"In other words, the ending He expects will inevitably be created by your own hands, which is to plunge the world into an abyss of no return.

"For example, your mother came here to check if Macara was 'safe and sound' at the behest of Veritas's stupid Council of Six.

"So you understand what I want you to do?"

understood……

I understand everything.

All the information previously received comes full circle at this moment.

William had never felt that his understanding of the world was so clear.

He even knew the source of the disaster better than his mother, who specialized in studying the void, and knew the root cause of the paralysis of the magic network.

as well as……

A disaster in another timeline.

Even if the other party didn't say it, he could guess it.

That world must have been swallowed up by the void in the end.

This is the ending the Mad King wants to see.

"I understand all of this... A lot has changed in McCalla over the past year."

William whispered, "This is undoubtedly good for us and the world, so the disaster will end early. But all this is something the people of Veritas, especially the short-sighted Council of Six, do not want to see.

"Red's duty was to save me from countless possibilities, and the reason I came here was to protect what happened to Macara from being known by Veritas. To protect your existence, it was to save me and my mother, and it was to save the world!"

He couldn't help but clench his fists, his chest had never felt so hot!

"You are worthy of being the apostle I have chosen."

There was a hint of smile in Heine's words.

“Red will cooperate with your work, and I believe in the wisdom of both of you.

"Also, when the time is right, I will tell you who the next 'variable' will be."

William took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, sir, I will definitely live up to your trust!"

...

After watching Duoduo and William leave, Heine finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned back in his chair and looked at the dark dome in a daze.

It feels very subtle.

Most of what he said today was true, and the content he made up was not entirely his own idea, but was a setting made up by Solace himself.

The Mad King defines himself as a watcher who "accompanies this world until the end" and finds a point of entry that can make the people of Veritas empathize with him.

——What a person fears most is what he cares about most.

For example, he didn't allow others to say that he had a new wrinkle on his face or that his hair had turned white again, etc.

I have to say, this king is quite introverted.

Suddenly, a large amount of experience floated over with a clanging sound, as if it came from the temple above.

Heine sat up immediately.

No way, Melvin won’t die! ? ? ?

Soon, Huihui and Zhuoyang came down together.

"What's the situation up there? Is Melvin okay?" Heine asked hurriedly.

Huihui: “Everything went as usual. Melvin changed direction in her dream and began to move away from the center, but her four subordinates were not so lucky.

"The illusionary magic circle we maintained with the totem seemed not as stable as the rune skull. As the energy stones we brought were consumed, the dream began to fluctuate. At that time, Urumont happened to be too stupid. So in order to maintain the minimum operation of the magic circle, it absorbed the souls of the other four people, causing them to fall into a deep sleep."

"They couldn't be saved in that state. I saved them from unnecessary suffering."

Zhuoyang said.

If you want to grab the head, then grab the head. It sounds so righteous...

Heine secretly complained in his heart, but still nodded approvingly.

"Thanks a lot."

In addition to fooling William and his group, they also had another mission on this trip, which was to test the strength of this set of illusion magic array.

After all, the strength of this thing is too outrageous, and coupled with its nature as a "buff spell", as long as the secret is not leaked, the enemy will not be able to guard against it, and it can easily produce the effect of group Tsukuyomi.

But there are problems as well. For example, their magic circle cannot draw energy from wandering souls like the Mad King did in the past, so they have to provide the resources themselves.

And they also have to rely strictly on the special materials of the Dwarf Temple, as well as deal with the not-so-obedient Urumont.

However, because of this, it has an offensiveness that the previous "open source version" did not have.

After all, Urumont was not Solace, and he would not give up his privileges in order to maintain the permeability of the magic circle.

But it is a nature spirit after all, and these things can be taught slowly, and it can even become the network administrator here in the future, becoming what Quilkus is to Macara and what Berio is to Fog Valley.