"So the vulture got younger?" Burris asked.
Lot pushed aside the weeds and branches in front, and Boris followed behind him with a small light ball. A few minutes ago, at Lot's suggestion, the two of them left the wooden house and walked deeper into the forest.
"Yeah, he seems to have changed back to his eighteen or nineteen-year-old appearance," Lott said. "I chatted with some knights on the way here. The red vulture they saw was a middle-aged man, thin and ugly, younger than his peers. The man is much older. It is said that the top of his head is completely bald, and there is a ring of red hair flowing stubbornly around the edge of the 'bald area'... "
"Vulture...?" Burris twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, this is a word I invented. It refers to the passive and progressive baldness. The active baldness doesn't count. For example, when you are in your eighties, your baldness exceeds that of many old men..."
"My lord, we're talking about red vultures..." Burris touched the top of his head with sympathy, the thick and soft hair really made people feel safe.
Lott rarely insisted on digressing this time: "Yes, about the red vulture... I had a chat with Prince Lanto just now, and I heard the brother and sister describe what happened to them. What they encountered should be the red vulture himself, not the red vulture. What kind of relatives or descendants. It was the alien elements that changed him, turning him back to his past state."
Burris sighed: "Just like what you did to me... After all, there is no such power in the world."
Lott nodded: "So, the source of the dense fog and purgatory elements is not the red vulture, but something else. Tarina's loss of control, the fluctuation of the red vulture's power and the change in appearance are all related to that thing."
"Do you know what it is?" Burris asked.
"I have a guess, but it's not necessarily true. We'll be sure when we find it." Lot stopped and closed his eyes for a while every time he walked, as if he was locating the target. It's not that the plane is thinner as I thought, but an ancient creature made of purgatory elements. Don't worry, it's not a devil, and it won't engage in massacres. The only thing you need to worry about is that the power of this thing overflows everywhere. Yes, it has had a great impact on human warlocks, and this impact will continue to expand."
Boris thought: "Purgatory creatures... I understand. Mature warlocks are immune to magical disturbances, but only the disturbance elements that exist in the world; now that the purgatory elements appear, both Red Vulture and Tarina are 'forced' Infection' affected. The Red Vulture has a foundation for casting spells, so he can slowly coexist with the power of purgatory, and even take the opportunity to become stronger; while Tarina has not yet awakened, so she was devastated and became weaker and weaker... "
"Yes, that princess is probably the same," Lott said, "Her brother is a warlock, but she has never learned to cast spells, which shows that the magician ability in her body is really quite weak. Under normal circumstances, her magician ability Maybe she won't wake up for a lifetime. Then she suddenly suffered from 'forced infection' because of the element of purgatory, not ordinary spoilers."
"So, this force has been entrenched in the Luoyue Mountains for a long time... The princess passed away many years ago."
"Isn't it? Red Vulture's insanity is also related to these. Because the people of Silver Falcon Castle don't like him, everyone thinks he's crazy. It's just his fault. No one thinks there are other hidden dangers behind it."
"We need to find that 'something' quickly," Burris said. "If this goes on, those corpses and red vultures may turn into something..."
Lott walked in front, showing a proud smile with Boris behind his back—as expected of my mage, he can understand the point of the matter without me saying too much.
"Yes, we have to hurry up..." He stood still again, closing his eyes to locate the target, "The red vulture has gained the ability to manipulate corpses because of the purgatory element, and then thought... I'm not sure what he wants to do, but It's revenge for Prince Lanto, Silver Falcon Castle, etc. Anyway, he just wants to do something big. But he is not the real master of power after all. These awakened corpses are not so easy to control, and they are also absorbing the elements in the mist. Mutating too... Eventually, they'll become true fiendish beings. Then they won't be 'dead', and your necromancer manipulation won't work."
Majesty is right. Both necromancy and purgatory magic can manipulate corpses. Sometimes, the effects of the two seem a bit similar, but after all, these are two completely different powers. According to records, purgatory magic will transform the dead into another life.
In ancient times, the Lords of Inferno often did this to other creatures—killing their enemies in battle, then transmuting them, turning them into aberrations and demons that truly belonged in Inferno. As a result, the number of demon armies continued to increase, pouring into the world and the realm of the gods like a torrent, and finally the gods had to cut off the connection between these planes, and let them exile and isolate each other forever...
At that time, human civilization was still quite young, and spells had not yet formed a system. Otherwise, maybe a powerful necromancer could try to compete with demons for corpses...
The ancient purgatory lord can control the "new life", but the human red vulture obviously cannot.
The purgatory element treats him the same as a corpse, and if he continues to develop, he will probably die because he cannot bear the disturbance. Because he absorbed a lot of purgatory elements during his lifetime, he will awaken into a body full of power after death, turning into a monster that no one can predict... If the corpses also complete the transformation, then the purgatory creatures will return to the human world. Fort set off an instinctive massacre...
Burris thought, if that's the case, maybe I can control the red vulture's body first after he dies... No, with my current spellcasting ability, I probably can't do it... And I can't count on the black pine either.
But Black Pine can do one thing: as a last resort, control all the newly dead corpses in Silver Falcon Castle, get control early, and prevent them from being occupied by purgatory elements.
Looking at the back of the Skeleton Lord in front of him, Boris had another thought: Why be so pessimistic? We have a demigod here!
The Maharaja has gathered the three powers of the sacred, the dead, and the purgatory. Even if the red vulture awakens into an unprecedented monster, the Skeleton Maharaja may be able to deal with it! For example... rush up and kiss it to death with your mouth
"What's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Lott noticed that Burris was staggering, and quickly turned his head.
Boris bowed his head guiltily, pinching the center of his brows: "No, I'm fine... I'm thinking about something. We drove away a lot of corpses just now, where do they want to go..."
"They have the same purpose as us," Lott said. "They also want to find the source of power. The closer they are, the more nutrients they can absorb."
As he spoke, he pointed to the front. Burris sent a small ball of light floating there, illuminating a group of living corpses in the mist. The corpse noticed the light, and walked towards them staggeringly.
"Leave these to me," Lot stood in front of Burris, "Don't get close, don't go forward, I'll tell you why later."
"I… "
"Don't use your spells to help, stay away. You can close your eyes if you need to."
Burris stood obediently by an old tree, feeling extremely uneasy. Close your eyes? What is the need to close your eyes? What hasn't the necromancer seen? More than 60 years ago, he also saw the Skeleton Lord tearing up the monster with his own eyes, and he was not frightened at all.
A huge corpse rushed over, and Lott did not dodge or dodge, allowing the corpse to strangle him around his neck. He slowly grabbed the hands of the corpse, and with a sudden force, he threw the tall corpse into the air, and the strong arms of the corpse were torn off from the torso.
Just as Lott dropped the pair of arms, several corpses surrounded him. He walked right into their siege, grabbed one of the smaller ones, swung it and tripped another nearby, and crushed their heads with his iron-toed boots.
Some corpses still wanted to attack him, and some wanted to bypass him. Lotte calmly stopped them one by one, tore them up, and threw them away... It didn't take long for the corpses to fall into pieces. all over the place.
Lott threw a head into the bushes in front of him. Hearing the sound, the thing seemed to have fallen into a deep valley.
He turned and looked at Burris: "Now you understand why I told you not to approach, don't go forward? There is a cliff over there. It is difficult to find it even in the daytime, and it is even more dangerous at night. If you come over , maybe you will accidentally roll down."
Burris walked around the pieces of broken corpses and came to Lott's side: "It's so broken... It's too broken. It's broken like this, how can we clean up in the future? After the matter is over, the locals will definitely have to bury them again..."
Lott had a complicated expression: "You're not scared at all..."
"I've seen more intense ones over sixty years ago."
"Oh! That's right!" Lot suddenly realized, "Tsk, think about it, even if it wasn't more than sixty years ago, I guess you wouldn't be afraid... You've seen a lot more than this disgusting thing. Sigh, I understand the truth, but I'm still a little bit dissatisfied…”
"What are you not willing to do?"
Lot looked down at the mage: "In my heart, there was such a fantasy... When facing danger, I gently told you, don't come close, you can close your eyes if you need... Then I showed an evil smile, arrogantly rushed into the enemy's encirclement without any hesitation, and dismantled them to pieces with terrifying means... Then I finished everything and came back to you, but your eyes showed fear! At this time, I returned to my gentle look, and I greeted you You stretched out a hand, you dodged subconsciously, I smiled wryly and said to you, don’t be afraid, it’s me, I won’t hurt you... Then I touched your face, you looked at me timidly, I followed the trend Hold you in my arms, continue to comfort you softly in your ear, and gently caress your back to calm your trembling... "
Burris was dumbfounded, and his thoughts seemed to return to an afternoon many years ago:
That day, he saw an exhibitionist in a small border town. A man stood on the roof, laughed and took off his pants, posing in various dancing poses, causing the women on the street to scream...
At this moment, his feelings are similar to those at that time: he is not shy, nor afraid of what he sees, he is just very shocked, extremely shocked... something, as long as he knows he has it, why do he have to show it? !
Lott waited for a while, and found that the mage's expression did not show any signs of shyness, so he gave up this unrealistic expectation: "Okay... I get it. Fantasy is just fantasy, you can't force it, can I say Is it even okay to talk? If the bard’s long epic cannot be sung to the end, they will talk about the general development behind it... "
Boris took out a semi-wet paper handkerchief from his pocket, exuding a fresh plant aroma: "In short... you... wipe your hands. I will also use this to wipe my hands after touching the corpse myself."
Lot wiped his hands obediently, and led Burris closer to the cliff ahead. This kind of forest rift is indeed very dangerous. It is hidden behind the bushes, and it looks like ordinary forest vegetation from a distance. It is easy for people to approach without noticing, and then step into the air.
Boris drove the ball of light down the cliff, and it fell for a long time without seeing the bottom of the valley. He couldn't see that far, he could only see the ball of light getting smaller and smaller in the dark.
Lotte's eyesight is so good that it is different from ordinary people: "It is estimated that there are many corpses below... We have to go down too."
"The source of the purgatory elements is below?" Boris asked.
"Yes. I feel it." After speaking, Lott stretched his shoulders, and the pair of dragon wings that could float slowly appeared on his back. He unceremoniously pulled Boris into his arms and hugged him. The two stepped off the edge of the cliff and began to slowly spiral down.