"Death is not the end of life, the soul will restart here. May you go to the eternal underworld with happy and abundant dreams."
Silas held up the sacred stone pistol in his hand through the chain, and walked slowly among the ruins. In the other hand, he held a eulogy he had obtained from a funeral during his travels.
The owner is a kind and kind death recorder.
"Beautiful and pure souls will receive the favor of the Lord of Eternal Night and gain enlightenment in life and death.
Let go of the sorrow and sorrow of life, and there will be bright and warm lights to guide the direction in the dark night;
Let go of your desires and ambitions in life, and a smooth boat will take you to the other side of the cold river!
…”
Wudu watched silently as Silas recited the eulogy in the book in a low voice, often thinking that he was not an evil and cruel necromancer but a compassionate transitioner.
However, he who had once spied on Silas's true nature knew better than anyone else that he was a monster in human skin!
"The feeling of death is really wonderful, Mr. Wudu." Silas said: "If you are lucky enough to taste it, you will find that it is far sweeter and more delicious than you imagine."
"There are so many poets, great and wise sages singing it. This eulogy is as beautiful as the lyrics. I can seem to hear the ceremony orchestra eagerly following my footsteps to bring peace to these confused souls.
music."
"……monster."
The Wudu swordsman squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
He could feel that Silas was growing stronger, like a ferocious beast that was constantly expanding and growing. Just a glimpse of his shadow would make one's whole body go cold.
Surprisingly, such overeating and indulging in food and drink did not seem to have any negative effects.
"Do you know that place of the dead at the end of the ocean?"
"You mean the Shadow Island?" the Wudu swordsman asked back: "It is indeed the paradise of the dead, but it is said that those who enter it will be cursed forever. Only the Baru people have the method to exempt themselves from the curse and enter the island of the dead. Of course,
Only on the outermost edges!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was immediately shocked: "You want to enter the Shadow Island?"
Because of the huge shadow Silas cast in his impression, he actually had no doubt about his guess, and even felt that this guy should go to a place full of cruel undead, where birds of a feather flock together!
"Hmm... maybe."
Silas hummed noncommittally, then returned his attention to the black book filled with eulogies, and continued to read those artistic sentences.
But soon, his eyes, which had the ability to peer into the origin of magic, suddenly caught a glimpse of an extremely dazzling light, but when he sensed it again, it appeared to be extremely subtle.
Just an unintentional peek.
His eyes widened suddenly, and he bared his teeth and claws. The overwhelming malice almost instantly rushed into his mind along his line of sight. The black book fell from his hands and fell into the sewage. He stood there blankly and fell into endless confusion.
In panic.
"What's wrong with you?" The Wudu Swordsman was frightened by his strange appearance and took two steps back.
"leave here!"
He suddenly woke up like a frightened mouse, and then let out a sharp and piercing roar at the remaining traces of unknown existence.
And this...it seemed like this was just the tip of the iceberg that he had glimpsed.
…
…
Chai Anping stayed in Heimerdinger's laboratory until it was almost dark, and the two of them had lunch together in the college's cafeteria. They were full of fantastic views on Big Head, and Chai Anping had a new understanding.
, and also made up his mind to recruit him.
He believed that he could give him great power that even the big family was reluctant to give him.
On the one hand, Jeff Lewis was busy with his affairs, but on the other hand, he also knew that he was responsible for making connections and not recording and observing. After confirming that he was not needed in the scene, he left early.
After bidding farewell to Heimerdinger and agreeing to discuss more precise cooperation details tomorrow, Chai Anping walked towards the college's private Hex pressure lift.
For the safety of Zaun students, the college ended classes very early in the afternoon. Except for some students who participated in club activities, no one was walking around on the campus at this time.
Chai Anping also deliberately avoided the crowds of students after school. He didn't want to wear such clothes and squeeze into the bus with others.
Anyway, given his status...it's reasonable to enjoy the Hex Pressure Lift alone, right?
"Director Shelley!"
The administrator responsible for managing the Hex pressure lift greeted Chai Anping respectfully.
"I'm really sorry. It seems that a student is dragging the class today... I might have to ride the same lift with you."
"Huh?" Chai Anping immediately smiled and waved the tome in his hand and said, "It doesn't matter."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned as soon as he stepped onto the platform of the Hex Pressure Lift.
A young man sitting in the corner of the elevator, who originally had an arrogant posture but immediately became more upright when someone came in, has dark skin, white hair, an exaggerated mohawk, and his eyebrows are full of some kind of bohemian confidence, but because of Chai Anping
The entrance seemed a bit restrained for a short time.
Dressed like this... Even without the white graffiti painted on his face like a Peking Opera clown, Chai Anping could confirm almost instantly - the person being detained in court today should be Ike!
Seemingly embarrassed by Chai Anping's gaze, Ike took the initiative to say hello:
"Good evening, sir."
Looking at Ike acting like a good boy, Chai Anping couldn't help but smile playfully.
"Good evening, Ike."
"Huh? Sir, do you know me?" Ike's eyes widened in surprise, and he began to doubt whether he was really "famous".
"Are you a new teacher in the college?"
"Uh... no."
Chai Anping's words made Ike relax a little, but then he said something that made him collapse even more.
"I am a director of the college."
God Janna!
Even the directors of the college knew about my bad reputation?!
Chai Anping sat down next to Ike, and then the Hex pressure lift began to slowly start.
"Why are you going back now?" Chai Anping asked curiously after sitting down.
"Uh...ah hahaha." A flattering smile immediately appeared on Ike's face: "I just have some questions that I want to ask the teacher for! Hmm!"
I believe you are the one who has a ghost!
It can be seen that Ike is indeed not a child who is good at acting. Chai Anping looked back with a smile and used the light in the elevator to read a few more pages of the book in his hand.
"Don't be nervous. You should know from my age that I'm not an old man."
And one thing is for sure, Ike's black skin does make him look a little older than himself.