Something's wrong with my undead

After returning to his residence, Luo Xian locked himself in the house for several days and did not leave.

It wasn't until four days later that he heard a piece of shocking news on the radio.

[The jury of the Macarat Great Harmful Spell Abuse case unanimously ruled today that all 12 occult charges against Eternal Dawn were established. Archmage Helenda Ochi, one of the six members of the Council, will be temporarily stripped of his status as the Supreme Councillor. Donald Dark, the Eternal Dawn ambassador to Veritas and former Bishop of the Holy Flame Valley, has been arrested by the Ministry of Mysticism for serious violations of the Four-Nation Treaty. Donald himself did not file a complaint.]

Obviously, the confession he submitted was accepted.

But the effect is too good...

Has the Council of Six gone this far in order to please Opry?

And why was it Helenda Ochie who was investigated, but Donald was the one who was punished in the end?

Luo Xian took protective measures, went into the meditation room, and took out the bronze mirror.

Not long after, his tightly wrapped soul body appeared in the underworld corresponding to where Veritas was.

Unlike other places, the ground here is mottled, and the purple galaxy in the sky is not very bright. Instead, it appears gray, as if the saturation has been reduced.

In fact, this was the impact brought about by the last time the Veritas ended the Void Disaster.

The "Light of Truth" cleansed all the cracks and strange beasts around the island. The light even reached the underworld, causing considerable damage there.

Lothian stood at the agreed place and waited until Hilda showed up.

As soon as they met, the boss criticized mercilessly:

"You were too eager to perform that day! You didn't need such exaggerated acting and emotional tone.

"If the examiners weren't those two idiots, they would have suspected that you were acting instead of expressing your true feelings."

Luo Xian said helplessly: "You are right, ma'am, but I have my own reasons. I have investigated those two, and they just bought into this. And anyone who knows Fox Shadow knows that he spent the first half of his life on the stage... and later facts also proved that I was right to do so. Look, aren't they already investigating Eternal Dawn?"

Hilda snorted, "Whatever you say, just don't get me into trouble."

"Definitely not."

"So Melvin taught you those words?" Hilda asked.

"Yes." Luo Xian nodded and said, "It is obvious that she wants to throw dirty water on Eternal Dawn. Combined with the information Gray said, I suspect that she has reached a cooperation with Gawain who is hiding in Macara... Could this be Macara's 'response' to the Holy Light Trial of Eternal Dawn a year ago?"

"Why Donald, then?"

The two of them fell silent at the same time.

They all knew Donald's peculiarity.

Even if it was Scrooge himself who was attacking Helenda, they could understand it.

Because the Archmage's dissatisfaction with Eternal Dawn is no longer news.

Last year, when the Holy Light Energy Wells prepared by the Luku people around Macala were exposed, there were rumors that he was going to liquidate these square-headed people, but was interrupted by the subsequent Void disaster.

But Donald is different.

He was a native of Macalla and a descendant of the McDuck family. It was impossible for him to be "liquidated" so easily.

Anyone who can survive on Island 0-2 knows a secret that cannot be revealed, that is, the McDuck family values ​​​​McCarla very much.

They would allow relatively important members of the family to be born and grow up there.

Someone like Donald who has spent more than fifty years at McCalla could not be more important.

But such an important person was pushed out to take the blame...

This can't be the Eternal Dawn's counterattack, right?

Because it would make Master Scrooge look stupid and he could be easily outmaneuvered.

There was no way he hadn't guessed that Eternal Dawn would retaliate in this way.

While the two were in silence, another figure came from a distance.

The person who came was Hai... No, it was Master Gray!

Heine arrived and nodded coldly.

"Is this Veritas?" he asked.

"Yes." Luo Xian smiled and said, "I believe that it won't be long before you can meet us here."

Heine snorted: "How long is that?"

Luo Xian's smile froze on his face.

Hilda immediately gloated over the incident.

She was quite dissatisfied with the fact that Collins and Lothian used others as tools without giving them any benefits, so she was very happy to see "Gray"'s rebellion.

"By the way, there is a big news in Veritas."

Luo Xian changed the subject and quickly told the story of Donald.

Heine was puzzled by what he heard, and his doubts were exactly the same as those of the other two.

The McDuck family placed their children in McCalla obviously for long-term planning, but why are they fighting among themselves now?

Could it be that Scrooge had some dissatisfaction with his distant cousin?

At this time Hilda asked, "Did Melvin come into contact with local people who might be descendants of the McDuck family during his trip to McCalla?"

“That’s not something I can monitor.”

Heine shook his head. “But I heard that after the Void Disaster, only a small group of people left Macara, and they all died at the hands of the strange beasts. They were most likely the staff abandoned by the Lion King… So the last group of descendants of the McDuck family stationed in Macara was most likely Donald himself, otherwise the local Gittiers wouldn’t dare to be so blatant.”

The two of them thought it made sense, and then they couldn't help but wonder:

“What are the unique advantages of McCalla?”

"Maybe it's the strength of the soul."

Heine said bluntly.

He was also very curious about this matter. Since these two idiots were so concerned about it, he might as well give them the clues and let them explore it themselves. He would just wait and copy the answers.

Hilda frowned: "Soul strength?"

"Strictly speaking, it should be the resilience of the soul." Heine continued: "Collins told me that the souls of the Macara people are more suitable for purifying polluted energy stones. The total amount of pollution they can withstand is dozens of times that of souls of the same level other than Macara.

“This is just for ordinary people.

"If it is a transcendent, with such terrifying soul resilience, perhaps it can bear more soul learning spells without collapsing. Even if it self-destructs, the power is much more terrifying than that of ordinary evil spirits or undead creatures."

The two traitors couldn't help but open their minds.

"Perhaps they are about to arrange a 'fake death' for Donald?" Hilda pondered.

"That's none of my business." Heine pretended to be uninterested and changed the subject: "Tell me what you want me to do. I hope it's not a trivial matter. The risk I take is higher than any of you."

Hilda nodded slightly: "Of course there is something, and it is related to whether you can escape from McCala."

ha?

Heine was stunned. No way, is this guy serious?

He didn't want to "escape" from McCalla, he didn't have a clone to escape from!

Not only him, but Luo Xian was also anxious.

How can such a useful tool just run away?

And Hilda is really confused!

Gray's greatest value is staying in McCalla and sending back first-hand intelligence. If he escapes, what is the point of winning him over?

Hilda didn't care what he was thinking. She said seriously, "Remember Collins's failed operation? I'm tired of his incompetence and stupidity. Next, I will plan an invasion operation, and the location will be Nalderai."

Luo Xian's eyes changed slightly.

Miasma Wilderness Nardlai...

That's where he evacuated.

That is the largest withering mark in the Mercury Forest.

Suddenly, Luo Xian seemed to think of something!

Tree shepherd!

For him, who is familiar with the elven culture, it is natural for him to think of the two holy temples in the minds of the tree shepherds.

One is the Daomu City where the ancestral tree lives, and the other is Naldelai.

But unlike the former which has a stronger religious and political color, Nardele is a "natural capital" built purely by tree shepherds.

A large number of the tree shepherds' magical creations are buried there, but they were all twisted into monsters after the withering disaster broke out.

And these monsters are the main reason why a mystic like him leads the three elves to collect the hired money and stay in Naldelai to maintain the barrier.

It is no exaggeration to say that these monsters are his bread and butter!

Obviously, those monsters, or the tree shepherds' research notes, were what Hilda wanted.

To put it more bluntly, she wants to use the undead to fight against the withered creatures and gain knowledge for herself at the same time!

Good Lord...isn't this misusing public resources for personal gain?

...

What Heine thought of was not much different from what Loxian thought.

After all, his understanding of Nardelai was even more exaggerated than the other party.

That all comes from the first-hand information that players have discovered after going deep into the miasma wilderness, as well as the comprehensive information they have about Hilda.

He guessed almost instantly that Hilda's target was the tree shepherd's research notes hidden in Nalderai.

This is a scary woman who can grow plants in the underworld.

But you still have to pretend.

"So what does this have to do with my 'escape'?" Heine asked.

"Please explain it clearly, and some people should stop guessing."

Hilda glanced at Lothian and said, "My goal is to get some of Nalderiri's things. Once I get them, I can improve the withered seeds that maintain the portal so that they can also protect the body of the teleporter.

"With the improved version of the Hades Seeds, Gray can plant them in Macara, send his body into the underworld, and then leave through the portals in Nalderai or the Ash Front, completely escaping the threat of the Gitir."

After that, she said meaningfully:

"As you can see, the truth is in the hands of our Lord, so there are many ways to help you. It's a pity that some people are unwilling to use their brains."

so amazing……

Heine couldn't help but applaud her in his heart.

If I were really the necromancer Gray, I would probably want to kneel down at his feet right now.

But you still have to pretend.

"Then I will wait and see. I hope your actions are as pleasant as your words."

Heine bowed slightly to her and then left calmly.

After watching him walk away, Lothian looked at Hilda:

"Ma'am, I have to remind you that doing this..."

"When Collins handed the bronze mirror to you, he still had a beating heart." Hilda looked at him: "But now, he doesn't have one. He is already a lich with only paranoia and confusion in his soul, so don't expect him to have any long-term vision or the virtue of keeping his promises.

"If I were you, I would consider changing my partner to someone who is smarter and has a better bottom line. This will be good for both of us."

Luo Xian couldn't help but be moved.

He wandered here from Duskdale and tried to contact Collins during this time, but all his messages fell on deaf ears.

It seemed as if the other party had completely forgotten about him as a junior, let alone promoting him.

Perhaps it's time for him to make a choice.

"Thank you for your teachings."

Luo Xian bowed.

……

Hilda returned to her research institute from the meditation room.

Coincidentally, after Collins was expelled as a traitor, she took his professorship and even went to the same research institute.

Even though she was the most suitable one in every aspect, this coincidence made Hilda couldn't help but sigh that fate was so wonderful that the Veritas people could choose two ghosts from the underworld in a row.

After saying hello to several researchers under her, she just sat back at her desk when the communicator in front of her lit up.

Then a faint magical light emanated from the gem, sending her a message in specific waves.

[Within ten minutes, bring a 'Dream Flower' that will bloom in three hours to the curator's office.]

Hilda's expression changed slightly, and she realized that things were not simple.

The flower buds of the dream flower are closed all year round, almost exactly the same as the tranquilizing grass.

However, when it blooms, it instantly spreads the pollen, which, although it has no other effect on its own other than a slight calming and relaxing effect, is an excellent medium.

According to the superposition effect of the medium and spell tendency, it can at least increase the effect of soul-type spells by 50%, and it wins by catching people off guard.

The Director's Office...

There is no doubt that this unowned message came from Scrooge.

Without having time to think, she turned around and walked into the laboratory, and quickly produced a dream flower that met the requirements. Then she used illusion to disguise herself as a book and walked out of the research institute with the flowerpot.

She walked all the way to the Library of Truth, where an arcane puppet blessed by spiritual power was already waiting at the door.

【Please return the book "Ecological Research on Calming Plants". 】

This is what was written on the puppet's chest.

Hilda handed the book to it and watched it leave.

Up to this point, she was the only one who knew about this.

If anything happens in the future, we only need to get rid of her to completely conceal the truth.

"Something big must be happening."

She thought to herself.

...

Director's Office.

The pot of dreamweed was placed on the windowsill, and Scrooge waited quietly.

There was also a bottle on his table, with a light swimming in it that was slightly golden.

If Heine had been there, he would have recognized that the bottle was exactly the same as the one in his hand.

About two hours later, a tall Luku man with angular facial features knocked on the door of the director's office.

"We need to talk, Scrooge."

As soon as Helenda came in, she said seriously:

"I know you're upset about what happened a year ago, but like I said, I knew nothing about Ignacio's behavior, and he never talked to me after that."

"Relax, Helenda."

Scrooge motioned for the other party to sit down and said slowly:

"It's over, Donald has been punished, your seat will not be affected, nor will the guys you protected."

"He has been punished?" Helenda was slightly stunned: "What did you do to him?"

"Here."

Scrooge pointed to the bottle on the table.

“That’s his soul.”

Hearing this, Helenda's eyes became sharp. He looked at the bottle and subconsciously moved closer.

The cork disappeared automatically, and the solid light floated into the air under the traction.

He indeed felt a familiar wave from it, even that ray of mixed holy light was so intimate.

Only the Macara people can maintain such a strong soul after death.

This is indeed Donald.

A strong soul can withstand better tests, but unfortunately the place of Mackala conflicts with the power of faith, so only the people of Veritas can do this.

He thought with some regret.

Helenda relaxed a little and asked curiously, "It's hard to imagine what happened? Why did you suddenly attack me and Eternal Dawn?"

"Of course, dear Bishop Ochi, you might as well take a look at this."

Scrooge handed him Melvin's report.

When he saw the name above, Helenda couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly, but soon his eyes were attracted by this outrageous report.

Deathclaw Mountain, the undead of ancient civilization, the breath of the underworld, and the skeletons that have touched the holy light...

"A year ago, Ian Hodel discovered death energy in Deathclaw Mountain. Then Gawain led a purification team to station at Deathclaw Mountain. Half a year later, news of his death spread, and then skeletons using holy light appeared there."

Scrooge said playfully, "Don't you think there's something fishy going on here?"

A solemn look appeared on Helenda's face.

"You mean, the 'Holy Light Skull' might be related to the Eternal Dawn?"

"It doesn't matter whether it matters or not. The answer lies there."

Scrooge pointed to Donald's soul substance.

"Your God is protecting his soul. If you want to find the answer, you have to do it yourself."