Chapter 111 The girl buried under the sea of ??flowers
After exhaling, Lorraine Hill slowly fell from the air. Looking at the corpses of bees scattered on the ground, she thought for a moment, then turned up the foehn wind to burn the poisoned bees cleanly to avoid polluting the environment.
Let other creatures that accidentally enter this place be infected with the poison.
These bees are not extinct. Nearly half of them are still around those hives. If they were not too aggressive, Lorraine Hill would not actually want to fight this swarm of bees.
It would be great if it could be domesticated so that honey could be brewed.
With some thoughts in his mind, Lorraine Hill returned to the sea of flowers. While the bees would not interfere for the time being, he would ripen a batch himself.
She fell back into the sea of icy blue flowers and took out a slender flute. The flute was made of maple wood and had a reddish-brown appearance with light lines.
The long bagpipes sounded in the wilderness, and the music was soft and soft, just like butterflies dancing through the flowers.
In the autumn forest, the wind blows through the layers of trees, and the colorful leaves rustle. In the open fields in the forest, flowers dance in the wind, and the light spots of mana and magic move with the music and flutter quietly.
The accumulated emerald green light spots fell, and the ice-gold flower began to grow again. New buds poked out, replacing the original withered branches and leaves. The light blue flowers bloomed like rain, and their petals bloomed tremblingly in the air.
Exudes a refreshing fragrance.
Then the finely divided seeds slowly condensed next to the flowers, wrapping the special frozen moon magic fruit with a thin layer of white frost on the surface.
A pair of hands as bright as white jade held these small fruits, and then picked them off. The small dark blue round pellets rolled into the palms of their hands, and a cold feeling came from their hands.
The girl knelt and sat in the sea of flowers, eyes slightly closed, feeling the quiet flow of magic.
Under the quiet and beautiful sea of flowers, a sleeping consciousness slowly entered her perception.
After a long time, the girl slowly opened her eyes, and the emerald-like brilliance in her pupils slowly faded away. Only then did she understand why the red maple tree said that this existence in the north was icy and seemed to be in pain.
This field of ice-gold flowers is not naturally generated, but was specially planted by people in the past. Under this sea of flowers is buried a lost life. These ice-gold flowers rely on absorbing that passing existence.
Only in this way can it continue to grow and not be eaten up by the bees.
The breeze gradually rolled up the girl's white skirt, and she slowly rose into the air. She sat on a soft cushion with condensed air in the air, overlooking the beautiful sea of flowers. Then she stretched out her slender fingers.
With the sudden pressing of the palm, the earth under the sea of flowers fell into pieces, and then individual clods of soil began to be lifted up by the airflow and flew into the air.
The layers of soil seemed to have lost gravity, gradually floating, and then continued to move to the surrounding area, and the potholes below became larger and larger.
When Lorraine Hill used the wind to loosen and roll up the soil nearly 20 meters deep, a transparent blue finally appeared in his eyes.
The covering soil gradually uncovered and floated, and the whole blue scene finally appeared in the girl's eyes.
The ice-blue and transparent crystal coffin has beautiful and delicate cutouts at its corners. Lying inside is a stunning girl, with her hands intertwined at her waist and her expression peaceful.
A crown wrapped with golden silk threads is worn on the icy blue hair. There are pointed ears behind the hair. The girl has a beautiful face. A necklace with a blue crystal pendant falls between the collarbones, and then there is a full body underneath.
She has fair breasts and wears a long aqua skirt, which is delicate and gorgeous. There are small drop-shaped pendants made of various colored gemstones on the skirt.
Is she dead?
Lorraine Hill slowly fell from the sky, stood in front of the coffin, and observed carefully.
The coffin made of crystal is tightly fitted, almost seamless, with no gaps visible. The girl in the coffin is lying on a white soft blanket, with two blooming ice-gold flowers at hand. Even after a long time, these flowers have not withered.
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Putting his hand on the coffin, Lorraine Hill closed his eyes again and felt the situation inside.
At this time, the shadow of another girl slowly emerged from the coffin. She easily passed through the crystal barrier and looked at the silver-haired girl in front of her, her expression seemed a little curious.
Then she stretched out her illusory fingers to touch the girl in the white dress. With a cold feeling on her forehead, Lorraine Hill opened her eyes.
The two girls looked at each other and looked at each other quietly.
Is this the soul of the dead?
Surprisingly, Lorraine Hill was not afraid, even though this revenant seemed very powerful.
The icy blue girl's shadow circled around Lorraine Hill several times before slowly stopping.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I?"
The dead soul of this ice-blue girl seemed to have forgotten many things. Although the dead soul could not speak, she still conveyed the questions and information in her heart, and this was clearly perceived by Lorraine Hill, just like when she faced
Trinasha's Phantom.
"My name is Lorraine Hill, and I just found your coffin under this land."
"Coffin?" The ice-blue girl was a little confused, then turned around and looked at the sleeping body behind her. Then she was startled and hid behind Lorraine Hill.
"Am I already dead?" She didn't seem to have reacted yet.
"Well, he's dead~" Lorraine Hill nodded.
"Woo..." Miss Ghost seemed a little hard to accept this fact. She lay on Lorraine Hill's shoulder and looked at herself lying in the coffin, which made Lorraine Hill feel a cold feeling on her neck.
"Okay, don't cry. In fact, I can feel that you are not sad." Lorraine Hill shook his head, grabbed the ghost lady behind him, and put her in front of him again.
Miss Ghost seemed a little embarrassed after being exposed.
"But it would be very sad to die." She actually didn't remember the past, she just imitated the emotions in her cognition.
"Why don't you remember your past, but remember that death is a very sad thing." Lorraine Hill tilted his head curiously and looked at the ghost lady who was slightly taller than himself.
"I don't know about this. Isn't this normal?" Miss Ghost also looked at Lorraine Hill in confusion.
This is very abnormal, Lorraine Hill thought to herself. Although this was the first time she saw a ghost, according to Trinasha's description, if the dead souls can appear in the world, it is because of the assistance of magic power.
Secondly, it’s because I have a strong obsession.
Therefore, most of these dead souls have no common sense and can only remember the things that impressed them most before they died, and they often have unfulfilled wishes.
But what is regrettable is that most of these wishes are not good. They are almost all hatred, revenge, greed, unwillingness, etc. Because these emotions are the easiest to incite. Sometimes some necromancers will deliberately torture the person before death in order to create ghosts.
Life, and then let its dead soul become a ghost for your own use.
It is also because most of the dead souls and corpses represent the dark side of the world and society, which also makes it easy for extraordinary people in the undead sequence to take a crooked and extreme path. Therefore, they had a bad reputation back then and were suppressed by high-level officials on the mainland.
In addition, due to the gradual changes in the objective environment, the Necronomicon order gradually became weaker, which ultimately led to the Mercury Dynasty being no longer able to support its huge territory and resolve increasingly fierce internal disputes, and finally disintegrated.