Everyone rushed to Mount Popsar and found the body at the bottom of the mobile signal tower, almost turned into a pile of mud.
Because the body was first shot in the head and then landed on the ground on the face, Nora could no longer match the blurry corpse with the photo on her phone that the Life Science School had sent her.
However, based on the extraordinary characteristics condensed from this guy's corpse, and based on the identification using the same-order intuition, it seems to be a combination of Life IV + Spirit IV + Mind II.
This guy was actually a Lv.10 Living Singer. Fortunately, he was sniped dead through long-range means, otherwise it would have been very troublesome in close combat.
Nora put away the Lv.10 supernatural characteristic and turned around to ask:
"What should we do next?"
If this guy is still alive, then of course we can directly search his mind and torture him to extract the advanced formula of life and spirit.
But this guy is dead, his mental body has disintegrated, and the "superego" containing his memories has sunk to the bottom of the subconscious ocean, close to the River Styx, and is no longer within the reach of psychic abilities.
It is necessary to use the ability of the "Dead Soul" sequence, which is the main sequence ability of the Spirit Cult.
In fact, as to why this guy rebelled, there are rumors in the forum that the Spirit Cult let this guy steal the formula of life and then quickly commit suicide, so that his memory would sink to the bottom of the subconscious ocean. Then the Spirit Cult would use the "undead" ability to salvage him and resurrect him as a corpse wizard, and obtain the corresponding formula information.
After all, dying is much easier than escaping. In this way, the School of Life will be completely unable to stop him.
The only problem is that the person involved doesn't seem to want to die and become a corpse witch, so there is a rebellion and the following mission.
Ask took out a gold coin and stuffed it into the mouth of the corpse. After a while, a small boat slowly emerged from the reflection of the pool of blood on the ground.
The ferryman held the boat at the stern, while Apirius got off the boat, stared at the corpse for a long while, and said slowly:
“You guys did a great job.”
"This is the reward we agreed on in advance." Two bottles of magic potion in long-necked narrow-mouthed bottles appeared on the ground next to the boat.
"Grandpa!" Sheila shouted.
"I know what you said last time." Apirius nodded and reached out to grab the corpse on the ground, as if he had grabbed something and then carefully put it into his sleeve.
"Your Excellency, City Lord." Ask said, "Since this mission has been completed, the reward has been settled. I wonder if we can discuss another business?"
"What business?" Apirius said calmly.
"We want the Level III and Level IV formulas of the Life Sequence, as well as the Level III and Level IV formulas of the Spirit Sequence, that you read from the memory of this corpse." Ask replied, "In exchange for these, there is an intelligence."
"A very important key piece of information related to what Sheila said before, which is likely to be related to the future direction of you and other forces on the continent."
The last time Sheila reminded Apilios, she suspected that someone had taken advantage of the chaos when Olympia was attacked by the magic tide to lure the dark elves into the city. She thought that someone wanted to muddy the waters, so as to quietly replace someone in the chaos and lurk beside the city lord Apilios.