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Chapter 25 A special NPC

Bei Gaoyang glanced at the nightmare swamp filled with "demon energy" and sighed slightly.

The swamp is not big. It is like a rotten abscess on the ground. There are a lot of dark bubbles on the surface. When every bubble bursts, a light black, sulfurous smell, rich in the abyss will be emitted.

magic.

This kind of magic is harmful to normal creatures. Unless he transforms into a lich, Bei Gaoyang cannot stay in this place for too long.

What's more deadly than "demon energy" is the ubiquitous mental pollution. The air is filled with faint rustling sounds. If you listen carefully, you can hear who is talking in your ears, who is there.

Laughter and ridicule, if your mind is affected by such a voice, then you will hear your enemies, lovers, or relatives... In short, it is the person you can't let go of the most calling, talking, scolding, and provoking.

Those with fragile minds will be captured by this "magic sound" and become irritable, sensitive, and irritable. Over time, the "devil energy" will take advantage of the situation and assimilate people into a part of the nightmare swamp.

And this is just the beginning.

The Nightmare Swamp is connected to the Abyss. The Abyss is the cemetery where the ancient gods died. Under special conditions, the souls of people after death can be transformed into ghosts, ghosts, zombies, etc. The corpses of the gods after their deaths will eventually turn into a huge reef.

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The divinity is immortal. Although the will of the ancient gods disappears, the attachment and unwillingness for life that broke out when they fell, as well as the curse and hatred of the enemy, will be preserved in the immortal divinity.

In the end, the [Endless Abyss] formed based on the rocks one by one was formed. Over hundreds of millions of years, a hazy [Abyss Consciousness] that integrated the consciousness of the fall of the ancient gods and the divinity was born in ignorance.

The abyss is the cancer of the gods!

Magic originates from the abyss, and magicians are a subconscious act of [abyss consciousness] infiltrating sand into the gods. Therefore, the gods and the Holy See are wary of and suppress magicians for a reason.

The Abandoned Wasteland was formed because it was affected by the aftermath of the War of Gods. The spatial structure here is relatively fragile. The residual consciousness after the death of the ancient gods formed mental pollution and space gaps along with the abyss. The external appearance is like patches of abscesses.

The Nightmare Swamp is precisely because of this characteristic that the glory of the gods will not shine here, and it has become a famous place for hiding evil and evil.

For thousands of years, countless "extremely evil" people have become one with this nightmare swamp. In theory, this is also where magicians end up.

Coming from the abyss and returning to the abyss is like a reincarnation.

Without the Book of Canaan, Bei Gaoyang would have immersed himself in the swamp before dying, using secret methods to transform himself into a lich (biological magic is a resistance to this kind of belonging), and find a way to stay before his humanity and mind disappear.

His own "treasure" tempts future generations to "hunt for treasure" and gain an extremely slim chance of resurrection.

Now that he doesn't need it, he seems to have found a way out of this cycle of belonging.

After thinking for a while with complicated thoughts, he landed in front of an [Undead Lizard] whose flesh and blood had rotted away, and tapped its pale skull with his fingers.

[Undead Lizard] The rotten four legs are walking on the ground in the swamp. The further you go in, the more serious the mental pollution becomes. Various tinnitus and shrieking trembling sounds are mixed with something like crying and low sobs, but they are vague.

Unclear, like unconscious murmuring.

"This damn place..."

The great magician frowned and felt a little overwhelmed.

With his mental resistance so noble and so high, it is hard to imagine that anyone else could persevere in such an environment.

"You are so young, Xiaoerlang. Carrying that schoolbag to school, you are not afraid of the sun or the wind and rain..."

Bei Gaoyang's means of resistance is the memory and knowledge from another crystal wall system. This is a place beyond the reach of [Abyss Consciousness] and belongs to his soul alone.

I kept humming like this in my heart, and it really made me feel better.

After searching in the black mist on the swamp, we finally found the 'island' in the swamp after half an hour.

[Undead Lizard] climbed to the shore, and a skeleton stood up from the mud. Bei Gaoyang gave it a mage salute and said, "I'm here to see the Archmage Bayero."

The skeleton turned a deaf ear, adhering to its desire for life and flesh, it launched an attack.

Bei Gaoyang frowned slightly and scattered it, and more densely packed skeletons crawled up from the mud.

With a [Shock the Undead], the ripples of magic power spread out like ripples, and bones splashed all over the ground.

"Didn't you hold on?"

He sighed inwardly and rode the [Undead Lizard] to a small wooden house in the center of the island.

The wooden door opened with a "squeak" and I saw a skeleton sitting cross-legged in a huge and complicated magic circle. The mage's robe on his body had decayed, and a large number of precious magic materials were corroded by the evil spirit into lumps and pieces.

Burnt black stains.

"It's still too late!"

Out of respect for his predecessors, Bei Gaoyang saluted the skeleton, and then looked around at this room that had always been subjected to the [Space Maze Technique].

"It's a good place and can last for a long time."

Bei Gaoyang muttered to himself and dispersed the bones of the senior lich into powder with a wave of his hand.

It took two days to crack the [Space Maze Technique] and use this place as my own.

Unfortunately, the lich named Bayero did not leave behind his "treasure" and only found some materials that had not been completely corroded.

Using these materials, he set up a magic circle that would regularly teleport the skeletons on the island to the coordinates he specified.

Level 1-3 skeleton soldiers should be able to survive until the end of the first test.

He clapped his hands, finally paid his respects to the final destination of a senior mage, and left this place.

Just when he was about to leave, he unexpectedly discovered a figure stumbling in the devil's aura.

Uh, there are still living people!?

"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

This man had an unshaven beard and wore a night-walking uniform with no discernible occupation. There was an unknown noble emblem on it. He was almost skin and bones. He stared blankly at the sky with a pair of big, lifeless eyes, completely ignoring his savior.

"Are you chasing power? The power of revenge!?"

Seeing this noble emblem, Bei Gaoyang had already figured out his origin.

There are too many such fools who think they can get the power of the abyss from the swamp.

"I can understand that there is no way out, right? The hatred that corrodes your bones makes you give up everything, even if your soul falls into the eternal abyss?"

This man still didn't speak, as if he was hopeless, as if he had become stupid.

"I think you can persist in a place with such strong demonic energy for such a long time. You must have good strength. Do you think this is okay? Sell your soul to me and I agree to your request?"

"Who are you!?", the man said.

Common language?

Uh, the accent is a little weird...

"It's not important!" Bei Gaoyang would not tell him his identity before signing the soul contract. "Do you have any other choice?"

The man looked at the sky silently for a while before saying, "Whatever you want?"

Bei Gaoyang smiled and nodded.

Anyway, for him, he is the enemy of everyone in the world. Besides, he wrote the contract, so he has a lot of room for manipulation, so he won't be bound by one requirement.

"Okay, I agree!"

A few minutes later, Bei Gaoyang signed a soul contract with him with a strange expression, and gained his fourth NPC.

Well...a special NPC, a high-level paladin.

His name is Yaris Osterdiman.

Yes, the Osterdiman of the Osterdiman Empire.


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