Count Faunak sat elegantly on the hotel sofa, with only a white skull remaining on his face, with light blue soul fire burning in the black holes in his eye sockets, and his body was covered with black silk that only ghosts deserve.
A bony arm lifted the teacup on the table.
With only his skeleton left, he has been unable to eat for a long time, but he still misses that wonderful feeling.
He brought the tea cup to his mouth and tried to smell the aroma wafting from the tea cup. Unfortunately, his sense of taste and smell had completely disappeared, and he could not smell the aroma of tea at all.
The soul fire beating in his eyes had a kind of aristocratic melancholy. He sat back on the sofa and looked around carefully.
Suldak smiled and explained to Count Faunak: "This is the town of Kiran in the Bailin plane. Count Faunak, I encountered a little trouble this time, so I invited you to come and see if there is any way.
help……"
Count Fornac looked around cautiously. There was a ruby-encrusted ring on the phalange of his middle finger, which indeed looked very gorgeous.
Surdak lowered his head in some dejection, and said to Count Faunak with some embarrassment: "I have encountered a trouble recently. Currently, a magician is competing with me for the ownership of a territory. Now I am at a disadvantage.
, if the situation is not reversed, this territory will probably not fall into my hands."
The ghostly fire in Count Fornac's eyes flashed brightly, probably this topic aroused his interest.
"Then what can I do for you?" Count Fornak turned to Suldak and asked.
Suldak touched his nose and continued: "When we were in Wilkes City, we accidentally discovered some personal affairs of that opponent, which probably involved him possibly killing a young magician."
"But I guess that the young magician now has probably been killed by Christopher, and he died without any evidence."
"So I invited you here to ask you whether people will go to the world of the dead after death, and whether it is possible to find his soul floating outside..."
Count Fornac opened his mouth wide, but there was no pleasant laughter, and the scene was a bit embarrassing.
Count Fornak put down his wine glass, stared at Suldak and said: "First of all, after a person dies, not everyone will fall into the world of the undead, otherwise the king of the undead world would not launch a whole-race war without any trouble.
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"It is said that a very small number of sages' souls will be admired by countless descendants. Such noble souls will ascend to the Kingdom of God. If there are enough believers, they may also become gods in the Kingdom of God."
"More people will enter the Kingdom of God as believers after death, and they will become warriors who protect the Kingdom of God."
"There are also some people who will enter various hells and realms after death and become a part of them, or simply have their souls sucked by the weird creatures there..."
"The remaining people still have to resist having their souls plundered by demons. Only those souls that are still obsessed with death after death will enter the world of the dead."
"Of course, we can't rule out that some souls have become lonely ghosts, or simply been purified by the Holy Light..."
Surdak opened his mouth wide. He didn't expect that death is just a new life for the undead. That is, if the mental power is not strong enough before death, it is very likely that all memories will be lost, and it is very likely that they will really be gone...
Seeing Suldak sitting there deep in thought, Count Fornak immediately comforted him:
"But don't worry, as long as he enters the world of the dead, I will have a way to find him."
Afterwards, Count Fornak sat up straight and asked Suldak very formally:
"Do you know his name?"
"Joel Synge." Suldak answered.
"He is a magician?"
"Yes." Surdak replied,
"Is there anything he used?"
Suldak shook his head, pointed here again, and said, "No, but he once stayed in this room for one night."
Count Faunak tapped his forehead with his bony arm, and simply said: "Okay, I'll give it a try. I only understand this kind of soul-collecting technique, but I'm not very proficient in it."
After saying that, he spread a piece of magic sheepskin on the wooden table in the room almost non-stop.
Then he dipped his long dry nails into a bone-based black oil and drew an extremely profound and complicated magic pattern on the piece of magic parchment. As every trace of his soul flowed into this magic pattern, the entire
The magic patterns all lit up.
Streams of soul fire gathered from all directions, and Count Faunak would occasionally take a deep breath next to these soul fires and swallow these soul-like things into his stomach.
Count Faunak only took a small sip each time, and then continued to stare at the magic pattern array.
Only when a broken soul flew out of the darkness and circled back and forth next to Count Fornak's spirit gathering circle did Count Fornak stop.
He stretched out his bone-like arm, gently grabbed the soul, and brought him in front of him.
The face of the soul has become a little blurred, and many parts of the body are badly damaged.
"Tell me your name?" Count Fornak floated in the room, staring curiously at the broken soul. At the same time, he injected his powerful soul power into his body, making the broken soul more complete and its shape changed.
A little clearer.
"Joel Synge." The soul floated in the air and said in a dull voice.
"Where are you from?" Count Fornac continued.
"Invercargill Forest..." the spirit continued to answer.
"Where did you die? Can you tell me exactly where?" Count Fornac came closer this time and asked.
The soul paused for a long time before finally speaking:
"In the crevices in the middle section of a copper mine in Invercargill Forest, there is a rich copper vein. The entire crevice is full of natural red copper precipitated. I died there..."
Count Fornac couldn't help but ask:
"Okay, do you remember who killed you?"
At this moment, the soul suddenly became furious and shouted hysterically: "Of course, I know him even if he turns to ashes. He is my teacher Christopher."
Count Faunak quickly tried to appease him and asked him: "What evidence can you have?"
The soul said casually: "Finding my bones is proof, and I still have one of his daggers stuck in my body..."
Count Faunak finally let go of the big hand that imprisoned the soul and said to him: "Okay, you can leave. Maybe we will help you fulfill... your long-cherished wish."
Seeing the broken soul slowly dissipating in the air, Count Fornak and Suldak took a deep breath almost at the same time. It turns out that this is the truth...