Blooming Tower of the West Wind

The lady in the seat stood up, her wide-brimmed hat adorned with handbones and a small skull clicked as she moved.

She was wearing a dark green skirt, and the skirt and shawl were embroidered with gold thread, forming beautiful characters and elegant patterns. At first glance, her slender figure was very elegant, but when she approached, Hipper realized that, She doesn't have the graceful body of Theron, only bones are left under the head, and the bones are intertwined by an evil black mist.

She stretched out her bony hand, lifted Hipper's chin, and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Lacrema. You have raised my daughter for so long, I should thank you very much, and now I want to solemnly say goodbye to you. You...introduce me to thank you."

"Witch, Lich...?"

"Ah, it's really amazing," said the deep female voice with an exaggerated aria, "You are indeed the youngest archmage ever, and I am deeply impressed by your knowledge and knowledge. Your judgment is absolutely correct, I'm a lich. Oh, he's not a lich, he's a 'dead man', a zombie, I think you, a mage with taste, don't want to be a zombie, right? No matter how smart a zombie is, it's just a zombie, I I will make you into a lich. These two thieves have been soaked in the spirit of death, and their blood also carries the power of shadow. In the magic circle I carefully portrayed, these powers of shadow will be injected into your body, directly 'Wash' your soul."

Bone Sensei stretched out Hipper's back, closed her eyes, and the dead air poured into the dagger flowed through Bone's palm, and she said intoxicatedly: "Ah... this mellow power of shadow, this is what I specially prepared for you Yes, please enjoy it."

Hipper looked at her coldly.

The emerald green pupils have obviously deteriorated, the shape of the pupils is irregular, as if the covering in the middle is broken, and the irises are not transparent, obviously they have lost the function of eyes long ago.I heard that Liches use undead vision, which is a sense that is more sensitive to the difference between life and death, which is very different from human vision.

The bony hand gently stroked Hipper's face, and her voice was softer and lowered, humming, "Why are you looking at me like this? My daughter, is it like me?"

"No." Hipper said coldly.

"What a delicate face." Lacrima, who claimed to be Theron's mother, looked at Hipper obsessively. "I will help you keep it well, and you will become my greatest work! Don't move around." , if you interrupt this process, if your soul cannot be completely washed, you will die painfully in the corruption of dead air."

The archmage's body was trembling with excitement, partly because of the pain, partly because of the cold, but most importantly, the way Lakrima looked at her reminded her uncontrollably of Theron.

She had never been so eager to live, because she had never used this man's body to experience the obsessive gaze from Theron.When she was young, when she just learned the pain of being rejected by others, when she was a little tired of the day-to-day life and sunset in the desert, she also thought about whether she could abandon the pain after becoming a lich, but Se Long's arrival dispelled all the aversion to the world, and instead made her incomparably nostalgic for the "world".

Good thing she's gone, Theron...

Lacrema slowly raised her bony hand, and invisible shadow threads seemed to be connected to her hand. Hipper felt her arms being pulled, and the wound on her back felt burning pain, but the shadow that entangled her was powerful. Pulling her, Sheng Sheng pulled her up from the ground.

The lich walked back and forth in front of her, high heels echoing on the ground.

"In order to prepare these things full of death and resentment, in order to completely cleanse your great soul, I have spent a lot of effort. Just soaking the death of these two assassins, I have to 'corrode' 'Two or three villages, your soul is really huge."

"'erosion'?"

Lacrima raised his eyebrows lightly, "A form of 'aggression', the process of turning the living into zombies. The next step is to squeeze out the resentment in the zombies. Do you know that zombies are also afraid of dying? Hahahahaha... …human beings are always afraid of death.”

She seemed to like Hipper's face very much, and stretched out her bony hand, gently stroking Hipper's chin, and even grasped the whole chin with her hands. Hipper wanted to break free, but she was not a lich at all now that she was weak opponent.

"Wow, wow, wow, don't struggle, beautiful element messenger, I know these are not enough for you, I have raised a group of sand wolves on the edge of the desert, haven't you killed them all? ?”

Hipper's eyes widened suddenly. People knew little about liches and shadow spells. Hipper had only seen some principles of shadow spells in some manuscripts that were sent to the guild's editorial office and destroyed. enough.

The grievances from birth to death are very large, but usually, they don't come together spontaneously.

"Hahahahaha..." Lacrima's low and creepy laughter echoed in the empty hall again, "It seems that you understand, I have spent a long time digging the keel, you have seen it, right? I Read Theron's papers, and I buy every copy of the Yearbook, I keep all your papers in my castle, your achievements are amazing, your talent is amazing, you should not be trapped in the flesh, Beautiful element messenger..."

Hipper felt a little discomfort, the dead air eroded her body and soul, this process was slow and cold, just like sitting in a cold place for a long time in winter but not wearing enough clothes, but now it gradually becomes painful And the burning, thirsty feeling came from the depths of the soul.

"Do you feel it? Unfinished purification is like this. It will make you suffer, make you hungry and thirsty, and make you stop at the boundary of life and death. Life and death are just two states of the soul. You don't need to be afraid It, what is really scary is not the transition from life to death, death is the continuation of life, life may only be a few decades, but the dead can last for thousands of years, as long as you keep your phylactery..."

She placed an exquisite bottle on Theron's desk.Of course, the well-informed archmage recognized what it was at a glance.The Seti people used to be a wandering people. The deceased would be cremated, put in beautiful urns, and migrated with the family. Even after they settled down for thousands of years, the Seti people's cremation tradition remained unchanged.

While Lacrema "died", her body was cremated (possibly with her head), and her ashes were placed in this urn.Obviously, what she meant was obvious, this urn was her phylactery.

Bold lich!

Liches are not attached to their fleeting bodies. Their souls can attach to any body. When the body is destroyed, the soul will return to the phylactery unscathed, and then look for a new body.Generally speaking, a lich would hide her phylactery in a very secret place, lest the phylactery be destroyed and perish, but this lich is really too bold, she actually brought the phylactery with her?

"What is really scary is death. There is a huge gap between life and death. Ordinary creatures die after their bodies are destroyed, but I can let you enter the world of the dead..."

She looked at Hipper's distorted face because of the pain, and smiled lowly, "Feel the pain? Feel the hunger and thirst? No one will come to rescue you, so what if someone comes? Unless a priest comes Save you, but who told you to build your tower in the middle of the Elemental Gate?"

Hipper stared at her closely.

And Lacrema stared at her too.

These green eyes did not avoid her like her beloved pair, but instead looked at her nonchalantly. She raised her hands and said with a strange accent: "But don't worry, I will help you across the road." Crossing the gap between 'life' and 'death' will help you become eternal..."

"...'it' is coming soon."

As her bony hand stretched out into the distance, the window was suddenly shattered by a huge impact, glass and stones splashed everywhere, and the huge bone claws opened the window hole, and the dragon claws were facing Hippo. It stretched out and kept opening and closing, as if it wanted to crush Hipper with one claw.

But Lacrema didn't seem to care, stepped on the mess on the ground and held the dangerous claws, the keel reluctantly, but also unable to resist this huge force, was slowly pressed by her, buckled into A corner of the array.

Thick black slowly oozes out from the claw tips and penetrates into the magic circle.

Suddenly Hipper yelled, "'Burning Fire'!"

Darkness is afraid of light, bones are afraid of fire, and fire can bring light. If elemental mages can restrain darkness, it is only fire.

But she didn't expect that no element responded to her. She thought her pronunciation was very standard and fast, and she didn't have magic spells like silence, but the surrounding "fire" was indifferent, but "wind" approached enthusiastically and asked. "What do you want us to do?"

"Haha...hahahahahaha..." Seeing her in a daze, Lacrima laughed in a low voice, and the laughter became more and more cheerful, so that Hipper had to ask, "What are you laughing at?"

"Oh, oh, you regained your strength so quickly? That's right, you've 'drunk' these two people." She walked behind Hipper, and the archmage couldn't help but turned his head and looked back. The scary thing was The two strong assassins who fell on the ground seemed to have shrunk in half, their clothes were hanging loosely on the ground, as if there was only a skeleton underneath.Lakrima kicked away the two dried-up remains without much effort, walked around in front of Hipper again, and said with a smile: "My dear Archmage, just speak louder, loud enough to hear your own echo, you Take a good listen to your own voice?"

The author has something to say: my mother's name, the friends who recited words with me may have memorized the root of this word, and now we will have a quiz with prizes.

As a villain, she died of talking too much, so she will talk for a while

A classmate said it very well, the talented Theron will face the choice of who to help first when his mother and daughter-in-law quarrel.