Time flies, blink of an eye, ten years has passed.

Kanaya was ten years old.

Originally, ten years of time was only a very short moment for Kanathia as the goddess of creation, but for Kanathia as a human now, ten years of time can still change a lot.

First of all, her body is no longer as fragile as before, although she cannot grasp the power of life and death without completing the physical transformation of the three elemental hearts, but with the support of her huge spiritual force, she can still use some of the chaos of creation more or less. Although the amount of chaos that can be used after each use is very weak, the time is very short - only a few seconds, and each time it leaves her weak for days. But with the transformation of the chaotic forces, her body has become much stronger than normal humans. There is little change in strength, but the physique and agility are several times that of ordinary people.

As for magic, by virtue of her mental power, which was countless times stronger than that of normal people, she had accumulated a considerable amount of magic in just ten years. Without the covenant of God, she was already able to use most of her primary magic - something she would not let Zorra know about. And because her mind is so strong, her magic returns very quickly.

Zorra did not rush Kanaya into making a covenant with death. Although for some children with strong spiritual force, that is, children with good magical talent, they can bear the psychic force of the contract and sign the contract of God at the age of about six. But this only refers to the divine contract of the six elemental gods, and when signing a contract with death, in addition to the spiritual force, there will be a reaction to the body. After all, the power of death is not meant for the living.

Zora did not think that the ten-year-old Kanaya could survive the Covenant of Death ceremony, so he was prepared to wait until Kanaya was fifteen. He certainly did not know that Kanayana's body, transformed by the forces of chaos, was not afraid of the backlash of making a covenant, nor did he know that Kanaya, who had been reincarnated as the goddess of Creation, and who had been awakened, could not make a covenant with any god.

In any case, at least for a few days Kanaya is free, because the Necromancer Zorra has gone away on business and is not expected to return for ten and a half days.

Standing at the gate of the tower, at her command, the undead roaming the tower opened the gate for her.

Look at the dark sky outside the tower - although it should be sunny morning, the light is always dim within a kilometre radius of the tower.

How long has it been since she stepped out of the black tower? About ten years! It seemed that ever since Zorra had taken her to the black tower, she had never set foot outside the gate - not counting, of course, the spirit's travels.

Taking a breath, Kanaya stepped out of the tower gate. She did not tell Figuian anything, for she knew that in her absence Figuian would naturally manage the affairs of the tower very well.

Kanaya walked slowly to the edge of the boundary, and a thin black mist separated the inside and outside of the boundary. There was no chant, and the same black mist enveloped Kanaya's figure, allowing Kanaya to pass through the boundary unimpeded.

When he stepped out of the boundary, it was as if he had passed from night into day, and the black mist that had enveloped Kanaya lifted, and the bright sun shone upon him.

Kanaya, who had not seen the sun for ten years, was dazzled by the midday sun, and she involuntarily stretched out her hand to block her eyes. It was some time before her eyes got used to the bright sunshine.

Dropping her hand, Kanaya looked around, the scenery was so familiar to her that she had walked around the tower so many times in the spirit's state of travel. Moreover, in spite of the passage of more than eighteen hundred years, the landscape did not seem to have changed much, at least not a single mountain or river had risen.

Then Kanaya turned and looked inside the boundary. Hidden behind a faint mist, the dark black earth, devoid of any grass or life, was in stark contrast to the landscape beyond the boundary, where vegetation was flourishing and the flowers and birds were singing. And the elements outside the boundary are balanced - although the power of death is slightly more than in other places because of the presence of the black tower, it is still basically balanced.

This is the kind of environment she needs.

Take some time to climb a hill, stand at the top close your eyes, enjoy the cool breeze coming.

That's it. The Heart of the Elements experience starts with the wind element.

Having made her decision, Kanaya sat down on the top of the hill and relaxed, letting her mind go blank and letting her mind go to feel the presence of the wind.

Gentle wind, into the flow of the wind, the wind itself, the body to the wind. Gentle wind, free wind, unfettered existence...

If a magic user were here now, he would find that Kanaya had gathered a large amount of wind elements around him at this time. Moreover, he will find that the spirit of Kanaya at this time is in a state of equal dispersion, rather than the concentration of the spirit as when the magicians use the agglutination element of the divine contract. In fact, it can be said that her state of mind at this time is exactly the opposite of the state of mind of the sorcerers when they use magic. However, in this psychic state, which the mages believed to be completely incapable of using magic, the wind arose around Kanaya's body!

Having fully surrendered his body to the elements of the wind, Kanaya immersed himself in the flow of the wind and merged into the wind. A large number of wind elements also entered the body of Kanaya with the flow of wind, injecting the power of wind into the body of Kanaya, but also breaking the balance of the six elements in the body of Kanaya.

In the vast majority of life in Effarin's world, the forces of the six elements are in some balance - of course, there is a balance dominated by one element, and there is a full balance of the six elements - the human case belongs to the latter. Once this balance is broken, it means death; Even Kanaya, who was reincarnated as the goddess of Creation, is no exception, after all, she now has a human body.

When the elements of the wind flooded into the body and the balance of the elements of the body was broken, Kanaya withdrew part of the spiritual force: with her strong spiritual force, Kanaya began to direct the elements of the wind that had entered her body and identified with her, to repair and transform the body that had been destroyed because of the imbalance of the elements.

She carefully controlled every element of the wind in her body, and there was no room for error. With the continuous integration, absorption, repair and transformation of the wind element, and so on, with the passage of time, the body of Kanaya gradually began to show a balance dominated by the wind element, the balance dominated by the purest wind element; Because the wind element in her body is the purest element, it does not suppress other elements, so it does not affect her use of other departments of magic.

The wind that swirled around Kanaya gradually died down. When Kanaya opened her eyes, the sky was full of stars.

Oh, it seems like a long time ago.

Kanaya was not quite sure how much time she had spent experiencing the mind of the wind element. It could be a day or two, it could be a week or two.

The only thing she knew right now was that she was hungry.

Let perception drift with the wind blowing over the top of the mountain.

Kanaya wanted to see if there were any wild fruits or something to eat nearby. She's not going back to the black tower just yet, she's not done yet!

Kanaya planned to fill her stomach and then contact Figuian to confirm the time, and if there was enough time, she would have another elemental Heart experience. At least that's what she planned.

However, accidents happen all the time...

She found some berries and wild strawberries, stuffed up, and contacted Figuian, but only three days had passed, and there was enough time left for her to complete one more elemental heart experience.

Kanaya lay on the grass, leisurely counting the stars in the sky to pass the time. She yawned, her mind moved, and the wind elements quickly condensed around her.

"Blue Wind."

A medium tier 2 wind system takes shape to defend against magic. In theory, most defensive magic has no time limit - as long as you have enough power. A Kanaya with the Heart of the Wind Element is free to cast all wind spells, including forbidden spells. And when she performs magic, she does not use her own magical element force to drive the natural element with the power of God, but directly casts magic from the heart of the element. The defensive magic she casts under the control of her psychic powers will automatically absorb the elements in the space to replenish the consumption.

With the release of divine thoughts, Kanaya planned to make sure of the situation around him once more, and then have a good sleep. In fact, it was only habit that she had sent out her psychic reconnaissance, not that she thought there was any danger here. This place is rarely visited, the nearest human village, with her current strength, with the "wind flying" full flight, it will take about four hours. Nearby, because of the black tower, there are no large animals within ten kilometers, let alone dangerous monsters.

And that's when the accident happened!

The leisure of Kanaya's face disappeared suddenly, and she quickly stood up, withdrew her scattered thoughts, and concentrated her gaze in one direction.

Seven! No, no! It's eight.

Eight men are approaching this way! From the breath, you can tell that there are three magicians, three clerics, and two warriors among the eight men. The reason why she mistook it for seven people was because one of them had a very weak breath of life, similar to the presence of the black tower behind her, and this breath was too familiar to her, so she ignored it. The one she had neglected was her teacher, the Necromancer Zorra.

It looked as if her teacher was being hunted, and from the breath it felt that her teacher was in a bad state, as if he had been seriously injured.

Revoking the "blue wind realm" and applying the "Wind flying technique" to himself, Kanaya quickly rose high into the sky and flew to the place where Zorra was.

Perched high in the sky, Kanaya looked down at the earth, and directly below her a rather splendid chase was taking place. Apparently she was a little late. The fight was over. Kanaya did not worry that the people below would find her, for she was now at a very high height, which was beyond the reach of ordinary magicians, and she was casting magic from the heart of the elements, and the fluctuations of the magic were very weak and difficult to be detected.

In the wilderness, the Necromancer Zorra, surrounded by seven enemies, is clearly outgunned.

Zora's heart is not good, this time he is afraid that he really will return to the arms of the ghost. The magistrates and priests of Rhodea, the god of light, and the high magistrates of Mahalaleel, the god of the earth, the three clerics made clear the army of the dead that he always accompanied. The two five-star magicians also put the primary spells endless, beating him so busy that he did not have time to concentrate on the high-level magic. Less of a threat to him were the two warriors, both of whom wore regular armor and were more likely to be knights. The two would-be Knights, who had just been struck by his "death shock," were far away from him. Once the warrior and the magician distance themselves, there is no chance of victory, the Necromancer Zorr will fight and retreat, he knows that his only chance now is to get into the tower as soon as possible. Arrayed around the tower, to isolate the other forces, to make the Force of Death a permanent barrier of supremacy, that was his only hope for now.

However, the situation is not very optimistic, he has a lot of large and small wounds, not to mention that he is currently far from the tower. And in the three days of the chase, his magic had been almost worn out, and of course his opponent was no better off.

"Whew -- I said... You've been chasing me for three days. Are you done?"

Zorra was complaining rather than asking. He chased him for three days, fought him seven or eight times, and killed three out of ten. Don't these people know enough is enough?

Several trackers apparently did not intend to answer his question, and the God of light, Rhodea's magistrates and priests, joined forces to cast a "divine light" to give him an answer.

Three days of tracking, so that their strength has long been exhausted, usually a person can display the "glory of God", now it takes two people to work together to release. And after casting this "light of God", their magic power was just exhausted, and they only sat on the ground and gasped, and they had no power to fight.

Zorra, facing the "light of God", hurriedly opened the "curtain of the dead". However, he is clear in his heart, not to mention that the "Curtain of the dead" is only the intermediate second phase of defense spells, and there is no certainty about the advanced light field of God's "God's brilliance", coupled with the attribute of the other, the "curtain of the dead" simply cannot hold.

But "Veil of the Dead" bought Zorra a little time.

"The Barrier of Death!"

At the moment of the collapse of the Veil of the Dead, Zorra cast another mid-level three-stage defense spell. He has no power and no time for advanced magic.

Two defensive magic in a row, finally blocked the God of light Rhodea's divine officers and priests to display the "God's glory." However, not waiting for Zora to catch his breath, the earth god Mahalai's senior god officer also tried his best, three "arrows of glory" hit the "death ghost barrier" that was about to collapse, barely blocked a "arrows of glory", and the other two all passed through the collapsed "death Ghost barrier" to hit Zora. The arrows of divine energy sent Zorra flying, and he fell hard to the ground.

Zorra, who had been badly injured, would not be able to get up for a while, and it was estimated that the high gods of Mahalaleel, the god of the earth, were exhausted.

The two magicians saw that the opportunity was now lost, and at once each chanted a curse, ready to give the Necromancer a final blow!

Kanaya, high in the sky, caught this scene.

Without thinking too much, Kanaya immediately triggered the Wind element around her teacher to open the Wind Advanced second stage defense counter magic - "Vacuum Field".

The magic issued by the two magicians has dissipated in the "vacuum field", but also triggered the counter-attack of the fine wind blade. Indiscriminate shooting of the fine wind blades not only the number is too many to count, and the direction of the shooting is irregular, immediately the two wizards made a mess of the body added a few wounds. Fortunately, this less powerful blade does not have the power to inflict fatal damage, but it is equally unpleasant to take a few blows. Although the magic barrier was opened in time, the aching muscles and wounds from time to time, coupled with the excessive consumption of magic, made the two magicians unable to climb up.

It was worse for the two knights who hurried to catch up.

"Fury Whirlwind!"

This is Wind Level Three magic. A huge tornado straight into the sky, along the way of vegetation, soil and stone, all should rise from the wind, was spun on the high altitude, even wearing full body armor knight can not be an exception. The power of nature is unmatched. The tornado hit without a face, the two knights struggled a few times, can not change the fact that they were rolled up high, dizzy with the movement of the tornado was taken out of the distance. Of course, when the tornado is gone, it doesn't taste so good to fall from the sky.

In the wilderness, cluttered with the chaos of a magical battle, lay six exhausted practitioners - the two knights had long since been swept away.

Floating high in the air, Kanaya considered whether to move her teacher, the Necromancer Zorra, back into the tower, or wait for Zorra to catch her breath and walk back.

Scratching her hair, Kanaya made up her mind to let her teacher walk back on her own. Anyway, as long as she doesn't say anything, no one will know she did it. Besides, the two magicians couldn't get up, and the three clergymen were in a bit of trouble. Instead, Kanayabu set up five small wind chains and tied the five men firmly. The wind element she injected into the chain was so abundant that it lasted three or five hours without problem.

After being sure that no one else would pose a threat to her teacher, Kanaya was satisfied to rush the "wind flying technique" back to the tower.

Speaking of these five people are really unlucky, even did not find the opponent, they lost in a mess.

Zorra said it was difficult to move, but he was conscious. From the emergence of the "vacuum field," to the "Raging whirlwind" that swept away the knight, and the emergence of the five small wind-bound formations, he saw it all clearly. He didn't know exactly what was going on, but he knew that whoever was doing this wind magic meant him no harm, or else he would have died hundreds of times.

After the use of the "vacuum field", but also at such a fast speed to continuously launch intermediate magic, it can be seen that the caster, if not have any artifact assistance, then it is at least the strength of the five-star magician. In his current state, he would never be able to beat a five-star sorcerer with a lot of power. In fact, in his current situation, there is no need for a five-star magician, and it is estimated that a trainee magician can easily kill him.

After a long gasp, Zorra staggered to his feet, and the "vacuum field" that protected him had long since dissipated. Zorra smiled wryly as he looked at his staring opponent trapped in the wind-bound array.

Looks like he owes a lot of money!

Though he saw that the power of the Windbind was strong enough to last for an hour or two, he could not be careless. He took a look at the wounds all over his body, and his own physical condition was clear to him.

I pulled out a couple of pills, and I managed to get some strength back. The Necromancer Zorra shuffled, barely, in the direction of the black tower...

In the tower, Kanaya, who had already returned, waited in the hall on the first floor for her teacher. From the looks of things, her teacher probably didn't have enough magic left to activate the teleportation magic, so it wouldn't be wrong to wait in the lobby.

On her return, she ordered Figuian to prepare medical supplies and remedies.

There are only two healing spells in Undead magic, the mid-level three "Death-Ghost Conversion", which transfers the damage completely to another being, and the High Level two "Death-Ghost Sacrifice", which offers a living creature as a sacrifice in exchange for the victim's rehabilitation. It is said that as long as the offering is strong enough, any injury can be healed. Both spells are self-defeating spells.

Oh, in fact, Kanaya also knows a spell that has been lost in the war of the Gods, the curse level spell - "Mercy of death." That's a spell that even the ultimate life healing can't match! There is also a limit to resurrection in ultimate healing, that is, the soul of the deceased cannot leave the body. Once the soul leaves the body, it is hopeless! Because the separated soul is no longer under the control of the Goddess of life, that is the domain of death! The "mercy of death" is not subject to this limitation, no matter how serious the injury, no matter how difficult the disease can be cured. No matter how long it has been dead, as long as the soul has not been reincarnated, as long as the body is intact, it can be resurrected. But the cost is the life of the practitioner, which is why they call it forbidden spells.

However, in the present situation of Icanaya, with her own magic, she is barely able to use a few elementary magic in undead magic, and this is after she experienced the heart of the wind element, and her body was transformed by the wind element; With the support of the Heart of the Wind Element, and her own strong magic, the wind magic can be easily cast even forbidden spells. As for the other lines of magic, it is still in the primary magic. Of course, in the high tower suppressed by the boundary, she also struggled to perform wind magic.

After about three hours, Kanaya, who was waiting in the hall a little impatiently, summoned a shadow that was wandering in the tower, and chased it out of the tower, telling it to look outside and see why her teacher, the Necromancist Zorra, had not returned.

Calculate the time, even if you walk slowly, you should enter the boundary. The boundary also has a warning effect, and any creature that enters or leaves the boundary can be clearly felt by Kanaya.

It was not long before Figuian appeared beside Kanaya. After bowing respectfully to Kanaya, the ghost delivered a message to Kanaya.

"My Lord, the shadow reports that the Necromancer named Zorra has fallen unconscious not far from the edge of the boundary."

Passed out? ! Not really? His injuries shouldn't be that bad!

But when you think about it, Kanaya can't just let it go. She immediately directed the ghost to open the gate of the tower, took two zombies, and left the tower, ready to bring her teacher back.

At the edge of the boundary - literally the edge, only a dozen meters from the boundary - Kanaya found Zorra unconscious. The shadow she sent stood motionless beside the Necromancer Zorra.

After a brief look at Zorra's injury, Kanaya could not help but frown and think, prompting the light element, a primary second stage of the "restored light" cast on Zorra. Because it is so close to the boundary, just a first two "restorative light" consumes a lot of Kanaya's magic. With a gesture, two zombies immediately lifted Zorra to his feet.

Obviously, Zora coma is not very complete, and received the "recovery light" treatment, more or less restored some of the consciousness - although only the primary second stage of the "recovery light", but from the hands of the goddess of creation reborn Kanaya, there is no less than the power of intermediate magic. So when two zombies picked him up, he woke up. Although said to be awake, but still trance-like; Seeing that Zorra woke up, Kanaya, who had intended to cast the "restored light" once more before entering the boundary, immediately dispersed the condensed light elements in his hands. In any case, the "recovery light" is not going to do much for Zora's injury.

Zorra, who was in a very poor state of mind, did not notice that there had been an accumulation of light elements around his young apprentice.

"Quick... Hurry back to the tower..."

With those words, Zora passed out again.

Back in the tower, Kanaya immediately instructs the zombie to carry her teacher back to the bedroom, and orders Figuian to carry the medical supplies and potions to Zora's bedroom as well. After medicating all of Zorra's wounds, dressing them properly, and pouring a bottle of the High Recovery Spell potion, Kanaya began to think about the truly fatal injuries Zorra had suffered.

From the current situation, Kanaya can roughly deduce that her teacher was interrupted in the middle of an advanced undead spell, was struck back by the spell, and was also subjected to one of the few spells in life healing that can cause damage - "Life Burning." Although the reaction of the death force has suppressed the power of "life burning" to a certain extent - otherwise Zorra would have died long ago, but the two forces interact, but a certain degree of change has occurred, and the current situation is as bad as it is bad.

The few spells that do damage in life healing are very powerful, but they are also very impractical. The spell takes a long time to prepare, not to mention the fact that it must be directly touched by the other person's body in order to work. So even among healers, not many people learn and know these spells. Because the higher healers have another set of spells that can defend themselves, known as "the gift of the Goddess," the "mantra," not only does not use incantations, but also ignores almost any magical defenses. Of course, the number of "rituals" is very small, there are only ten rituals in total, and not all advanced healers can use them, so it is called "the gift of the Goddess."

Kanaya's little mind worked fast, looking for a way to save Zorra's life. One proposal after another was proposed and immediately rejected. Magic won't do. There are only a few things you can do to save Zorra. Of course, the first choice is the "miracle recovery" in the healing of life, and the advanced field of light, "the dawn of God's grace", the water prohibition mantra "the tears of the goddess" seems to be okay, and of course, the advanced undead spell "the sacrifice of the ghost God"; But now Canaya could not work any of these spells.

Suddenly, Kanaya did not say a spell, and a short teleportation disappeared from her teacher's bedroom and appeared in front of the research room at the top of the tower - fortunately, space-time magic and auxiliary magic are not affected by the boundary.

Opening the door of the lab, Kanaya walked to a bookshelf. As she sang the mantra softly, the mantra on the spine of several books on the shelf lit up in turn, and a space door opened in front of Kanaya. Behind the space door is the chamber she built during the construction of the tower, and this space door is the only way to enter the chamber. Kanaya was confident that Zora had not entered the chamber, because she had left no record of the code words used to open the space door. In addition to herself, there is absolutely no other person in the world who knows.

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Stepping through the space gate, Kanaya came to a small room. There was nothing in the small room except a pedestal with a crystal ball. She condensed some of the power of death into the crystal ball, and after the power of death had been injected into the crystal ball, a miserable green light shot out on the wall. An elaborately carved mithril gate emerges from the wall. Kanaya pulled a key from under the pedestal and opened the locked door.

How long has it been since this door was opened? Over a thousand years? It's been over a thousand years since she was last here. The last time she set foot here, she was waiting to die...

The secret room is stacked with a large number of shelves and cabinets. Rare magic weapons, tools, magic props, precious gems, potions, ores, books, and so on, neatly stacked in them. This is all from her old collection.

Kanaya navigated her way to a cabinet, which, if she remembered correctly, was supposed to contain a potion. And then... Kanaya discovered a serious problem, that is, she is too short! She could only open two of the three cupboard doors, and the top one was out of her reach.

Kanaya looked around for something to put his feet on. Soon she found something to put her feet on -- a low pedestal set with nine skeletons. She dragged the pedestal over, climbed onto it, and finally succeeded in reaching the cabinet door on the third floor. The long-dead Necromancer who made this pedestal would probably have risen from his grave if he had known that Kanaya had used his painstaking creation, the pedestal of the Summons of the Dead, as his footing.

Of course, Kanaya is not thinking about that right now. She was rummaging through a huge pile of pharmaceutical materials for what she needed.

Dark sun golden flower, cherry mushroom, red flame crystal, Lucky eye, Dragon blood Orchid, black eye, Lapis Lazuli crystal... There is also blue moss, a plant known for its medical benefits, although it is very rare on the Azure continent. In the Ziyun land before the War of the Gods, this kind of thing was quite common.

Goddammit! Where's the blue moss? She remembers when she had two whole bottles of blue moss! After complaining, Kanaya continued to rummage: soon, Kanaya found all the materials she needed. After finding all the materials, Kanaya picked up another piece of snow, and then used a short distance to teleport back to the research room.

Placing the large pile of potion materials on the table, Kanaya closed the space door to the chamber. The changes in the lab were so great that it took Kanaya half a day to find what she was looking for - a small, specially made tin crucible.

It was six hours after Kanaya had left the lab, and she had spent six hours refining the potion that alchemists normally take a year to make - the elixir. The price was that all her magic had been used up and she was severely overdrawn. Conservatively, she won't be able to do any magic for three days.

Looking at the potion being cooled with snow in his hands, Kanaya sighed. Even if it is not classified within the seven levels of alchemy, the elixir known as the Dream Potion cannot cure her teacher completely, it will only delay it for a little longer.

Now she had no magic to use short teleportation, and could only walk down the steps one step at a time. She wasn't sure what had happened to her teacher. She didn't think he was going to die. She just didn't know if he was awake.

Kanaya yawned lazily. Her teacher had been in a coma all day and showed no signs of waking up.

Looking at the two elixir sealed in the wax pill, Kanaya considered whether to give her teacher another one. Yesterday she had mixed three elixir pills, and Zora had already taken one, but it did not seem to have any effect.

On second thought, Kanaya decided not to. If it works, one pill is enough. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter how much you eat. Besides, the elixir, which is called the dream potion in alchemy, is not a candy cookie, and you can eat as much as you want.

If even the panacea is not effective, then there is really nothing that Canaya can do at this time. Even if Zorra could survive the three days until Kanaya could cast his spell, it would be of little use. Even if Kanaya were then able to cast the undead spell beyond her current physical limit - in this tower of overwhelming death Force, the Undead Medium 3 spell beyond her physical limit, she would only be unconscious for a day or two - it would be of no use, If the magic elixir, which is called dream potion in alchemy, is not effective, the "death-ghost transformation" naturally will not be of any use. Besides, there was no place for her to find a scapegoat in this desolate place for hundreds of miles around.

The only thing Kanaya hoped for now was that Zorra's sense of survival would be stronger, so that he might be able to wake up and live a little longer. If he doesn't wake up, then... Then he won't make it through the night! May return to death in a coma.

All the effort she could have done had been done, and the rest was up to Zora herself. There's nothing more she can do.

"Wake me up if he wakes up. Wake me up if he dies."

After giving the order to Figuian, who did not need to rest, Kanaya rested back in his chair and fell asleep. She was so tired, she had been taking care of the Necromancer Zorra all day without sleep, she was so tired just from making the elixir that it was no joke to finish a year's work in six hours.

In her stupor, Kanaya felt that someone was calling to her, a call directly from her consciousness.

'What is it? Kanaya rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked Figuian, who was calling her, in the same wave of consciousness. She didn't sound very nice, considering she just fell asleep.

"My Lord, he is waking up."

Waving his hand, he beckoned Figuian to step back, and Kanaya came to Zora's bed in two steps. Sure enough, as Figuian had reported, Zora was about to wake up!

"Teacher, wake up! Teacher!"

Kanaya called softly to her teacher.

Zorra slowly came to himself. He looked around blankly, then his eyes focused on Kanaya, who was standing beside the bed.

"Kanaya."

The Necromancer's voice was barely more than a gasp.

"I'm here, teacher."

Zorra nodded slightly, raised his hand with a gesture, summoned Figuian, and commanded the spirit, "From now on, you must obey her orders." He raised his finger to Kanaya, then gasped for a long moment before continuing, "Kanaya, my disciple, you are my only disciple in my life, I give you this tower and everything here, you will become an excellent necromancer..." As anyone can tell, he's giving his last words.

"Teacher, you're not going to die yet." Kanaya affirmed. Yes, now that it's awake, it means that the panacea has worked, which means that as long as Zora's own will to survive is stronger, there's no problem in dragging it out for half a month. If we're lucky, we have three or five months to live.

"Don't comfort me. Nothing. I'm just dying. I've known this ending for a long time, ever since I became a Necromancer. No Necromancer has ever had a normal death, and I will be no exception. My soul will return to the arms of death forever..."

In Zorra's eyes, there is no trace of nostalgia for life, he has almost no will to live. And it is true that not since the War of the Gods, not since Heddis, the god of darkness, and Lucius, the god of death, were banished from the sacred realm into the abyss, has a dark mage or necromancer met a normal death.

Listening to Zora's words, Kanaya felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, a little strange. This feeling... This feeling seems to be called sadness by humans! Kanaya does not know much about human feelings, although she has been reincarnated eight times, but in each incarnation the emotion and subjective consciousness were deleted. All she knew now was that she did not want the Necromancer Zorra, her teacher, to die. Why is that? Kanaya did not understand. Maybe it was because she had been with Zora for ten years and was used to it.

Thinking of this, Kanaya said spontaneously, "Who says no necromancer has ever had a normal death! The true owner of this tower, the Necromancer Ingrid Lunales, who built it, died at the age of 122."

In order to stimulate Zorra's will to live, Kanaya has not cared so much. She told a truth, a truth that she should not know at her age; "What did you say? " Obviously, Kanaya's words were a considerable stimulus to Zora.

"I say that Ingrid Lunales, the Necromancer, lived to be one hundred and twenty-two years old." Kanaya repeated.

"How do you know? How do you know about the Necromancer Ingrid Lunales?"

You know Ingrid Lunales was over 1,600 years ago. Ingrid Lunales, the powerful necromancer known as the nightmare of the continent, topped the bounty list. To this day, however, apart from Necromancers who remember her as a predecessor, only a few people still remember her. It should be impossible to know Kanaya's age and experience, at least Zorra was sure that he had never mentioned Ingrid Lunales to his young apprentice.

How should I know? Kanaya smiled faintly. Because I'm her reincarnation! I have all her memories. I am her!

Of course, she wouldn't say this to Zora, and Zora wouldn't believe her if she did. After the War of the Gods, Necromancers who have made a covenant with death cannot be reincarnated after death, and the Necromancer's soul can only be permanently converted to the side of Death, because the God of Life does not accept their soul. Ingrid Lunales is an exception! Because her soul comes from the Goddess of Creation, it is naturally not bound by this.

"No one knows Ingrid Lunales better than I do." This is all Kanaya could answer.

"Don't comfort me. As a Necromancer, I am not afraid of death, and returning to the side of death is an honor for every Necromancer."

Zorra believed that Kanaya had probably read Ingrid Lunales's name in a book, so he lied to himself by the name. Even so, Zora found comfort in knowing that someone would mourn his death. He felt much happier than his colleagues who died under the hatred of the enemy, or even died in the wilderness.

"I'm not comforting you. I'm telling you the truth. If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you." Kanaya's tone was one of maturity and poise completely unsuited to his age.

"Proof?" Zora began to wonder what his little apprentice was up to. Because of this little curiosity, he has some faith in survival, no longer just waiting for the arrival of death.

"Yes, prove it! Figuian!" Instead of communicating with the spirit she was accustomed to, Kanaya opened her mouth to call upon the ghost lich who wandered within the tower.

The phantom Lich Figuian bowed respectfully to her and awaited her orders.

After drinking the two bottles of the Higher Recovery Spell Potion, Zora's spirits recovered somewhat - but both he and Kanaya knew very well that the two bottles of the Higher Recovery Spell potion were not a cure for Zora's injuries, but only a temporary relief.

In the research room, Zorra looked at his young apprentice, and he wanted to see what proof his young apprentice could come up with.

Kanaya took a deep breath. To be honest, she didn't want Zora to know about the secret room because there were too many questions to explain. But now... Now all she wanted was for Zora, for her teacher to renew her will to live, to live a few more days, and for the rest...

Once more Kanaya went to the bookshelf. She sang the mantra softly, and the mantra on the spine of the books on the bookshelf lit up in turn; As before, a space door opened in front of Kanaya.

As the space door opened, Zorra was surprised. He had lived in the tower for fifteen years, and he had read the books on the shelves many times, but he had never known that there was a space door here.

In the end, how did his little apprentice know that there was a space door here, and how did he know the code word to open it?

He had long known that his little apprentice was full of surprises - after all, not every child can speak, let alone unleash magic, at the age of ten days. Now, however, he found that his apprentice was a mystery, a mystery that he may never understand!

"The evidence is in there."

Kanaya pointed to the space gate and entered it. Zora followed.

When Zora reached the small room where the pedestal was, Kanaya had already pulled the key from under the pedestal and was ready to open the Mithril door.

"What's behind the door?" "Zora asked.

I'd be lying if I wasn't curious! How could Zorra not be curious when the tower he had lived in for fifteen years had places he knew nothing about?

"Treasury and tomb."

"Tombs? " He could understand the treasure house, but what about the tomb?

"The tomb of Ingrid Lunales, her final resting place." With that Kanaya opened the Mithril gate.

Upon hearing Kanaya's words, precisely when he learned that this was the tomb of Ingrid Lunales, Zorra felt very excited. 1600 years ago, the tomb of the powerful Necromancer known as the nightmare of the continent! Just thinking about these, those rare magic weapons, sorcery, magic props, precious gems, potions, ores, books, etc., in the secret room, these things that he usually dreams of become less attractive to him. He hurried behind Kanaya through the displays without giving them a second glance. He was anxious to see the tomb of Ingrid Lunales!

At the end of the walk, they were presented with a large door carved from black marble.

The door was not locked, but opened with a gentle push.

Behind the door was a small room, with a black altarpiece in the middle, on which lay a man dressed in grey robes, or a corpse wrapped in grey robes.

It could be seen that the person had been dead for a long time, and that her body had been completely reduced to white bones, with only a few white hairs remaining, which peeped out of the hood. But the grey robe and cloak on her body were as fresh as new, and there was no sign of decay. The body's hands were folded in front of her chest, and if someone had not deliberately placed them that way, then she had died very peacefully.

"This is..." Zora's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, it is, as you think, the body of Ingrid Lunales, or rather the bones." Although Kanaya said it very bland, it felt a little strange, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to face their own dead bodies.

Zorra walked slowly to the altar and looked at the bones on the altar, hardly believing her eyes. These are the bones of Ingrid Lunales? ! What Necromancers have been searching for for millennia now lies before his eyes. This skeleton was in the same tower as him for 15 years, and he didn't know anything about it.

Yes, these are the bones of Ingrid Lunales! The gray cloak and cloak wrapped around the body, still intact as new after thousands of years, should be the legendary "blessing of death," a treasure coveted by Necromancers! A treasure that once belonged to Ingrid Lunales and disappeared with her when she died! So...

The Necromancers Zorra completely forgot his pain and looked around for another artifact that should have belonged to Ingrid Lunales - the staff of the Ghost.

"On her wrist." Kanaya, who had been standing quietly by, clearly knew what Zorra was looking for. She gave us the location of the staff of the Ghost.

Zorra froze for a moment. He turned to look at his young apprentice.

"The wand of the Ghost has the power to transform, and Ingrid Lunales transforms it into a bracelet to wear on her wrist when not in use."

Kanaya stood there and told the truth very calmly.

Zorra undid the sleeves of his grey robe doubtfully. Sure enough, an ancient bracelet carved out of black flare stone was placed on the white bone of the body's right hand. With almost reverence, Zora carefully removed the bracelet from the skeleton. Even though he had been careful, the skeleton's right hand fell off because of his touch.

Zorra slipped the bracelet over her hand, and then poured magic into the bracelet, intending to transform it back into the form of the staff of the Ghost. Even though he was in no condition to use magic, and even though it would result in a gut-wrenching pain, Zorra thought it was worth it when the slender black rod of the Underworld appeared in his hand.

After a long gasp, Zora finally regained a steady breath. The good luck just made his condition worse. But now he had one more thing to do, or he would die in peace.

But until then...

Zorra came to his little apprentice.

"Kanaya, my disciple, I think even if I asked you how you knew all this, you wouldn't tell me, would you?"

"Probably. You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

In any case, Kanaya felt that at least she had been successful so far, and at least now she could see in Zora's eyes the desire to survive.

Zorra didn't care either, for Kanaya's answer was not what he had expected. He had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

Then he said, "Go away first, Kanaya. You may be in danger later."

Leaving? Why?

Then Kanaya knew what her teacher was up to.

'You can't! Kanaya grabbed Zorra's hand, and she tried to stop what Zorra was about to do, "You can't! No use!"

"You know what I'm going to do?" Zora was slightly surprised.

"There can be no 'contract spiritualism'! It's no use." Apart from performing "contract spiritualism," Kanaya couldn't think of anything else her teacher wanted to do here.

That's right! Must be the "Contract spirit"! Different from the general spiritualism, "contract spiritualism" is a high-level spell of the dead, as long as the soul has not yet been reincarnated can be summoned, and the memory and knowledge of the soul that has been summoned, and even the ability are the same as before life - when she summoned Figuian back to the world is the "contract spiritualism". Accordingly, not only does the spell require the remains of the summoned - not necessarily the whole, even a handful of ashes, but it does, and the master's spell control and psychic strength are so high that only a very small number of necromancers can master them. Based on the strength her teacher has shown in the past, Kanaya has no doubt that her teacher is one of those very few! And now the bones of Ingrid Lunales lay before Zorra...

"How do you know?" Even so, Zora didn't think she was that surprised. It seemed to him that his little apprentice knew as much about necromancy as he did.

"Give it up, teacher. The spirit of Ingrid Lunales cannot be summoned; she has been dead for over a thousand years." Kanaya clearly had no intention of answering Zora's question.

However, Zora did not think he could get the answer, but her words confused Zora.

Whether Ingrid Lunales' soul can be summoned has nothing to do with how long she has been dead. When summoning other souls, there may be a problem that they cannot be summoned because they have been dead for too long and the soul has been reincarnated, but there is no such problem for the soul of Ingrid Lunales. Ingrid Lunales is a necromancer, and after the War of the Gods, Necromancers who have made a contract with death cannot be reincarnated after death, and Necromancers' souls can only be permanently converted to the side of death, because the God of Life does not accept their souls.

"Ingrid Lunales is a necromancer." Zorra said this, but he also knew that Kanaya could not have been unaware that Necromancers' souls could not be reincarnated.

"Alas -" sighed Kanaya, who understood that her teacher could not give up.

Originally in the "contract summoning", if the summoned soul has been reincarnated, at most it is the summoning failure, the magic is wasted, and the backlash will not be greater than the successful summoning of the soul. So it doesn't matter to let her teacher make a failed attempt and let him give up. But now the trouble is that her teacher's current physical condition is not generally bad, it is not suitable for the use of magic, and it is difficult to bear the bite of magic. If he tries to use the "contract spirit" now, he will surely die!

Common sense states: as long as the spell is cast, regardless of the strength of the spell, whether it can be successful, the practitioner will be affected by the spell. The more powerful the spell, the stronger the bite. In addition to the undead department of magic, other spells bite back, unless the spell fails, otherwise only cause physical consumption, will not have any substantial damage to the body.

But... Kanaya knew that her teacher would never give up unless she tried. So...

"I see. But wait a moment, please. I'll get something ready. '

What Kanaya can do now is to find something that can assist the casting of spells as much as possible, so as to reduce the magic consumption and magic bite when Zorra casts spells, so that he can save his life after performing the "contract spirit"; The staff of the Ghost God in the hands of Zorra is a good choice, but from the current situation, the staff of the Ghost God does not recognize Zorra, so the staff of the ghost God in the hands of Zorra is not much different from a staff that can enhance the magic power of the undead, at best, it is increased more.

Kanaya left the tomb where Ingrid Lunales was laid to rest, went back outside to the treasure house and began to rumble through the boxes looking for what she wanted. But... The dust accumulated here for more than a thousand years is really not ordinary...

After a hard struggle with the dust, Kanaya, who had become dusty, finally found what she wanted.

To be honest, it was not that things were difficult to find, but that there were so many things to choose from that Kanaya did not know which one to choose for a while. This one is OK, that one is good, it's really a bit nerve-wracking! Finally Kanaya settled on two things - the platform of the dead and the crystal of the Bind.

The pedestal of the Undead - yes, the same thing that Kanaya used to pad his feet with not long ago - allows the user to summon and control the undead with minimal magic, and two-thirds of the power of the spell is exerted on the pedestal of the undead. As for the role of the spirit crystal is more like the magic stone, can provide users with additional magic power. Of course, the binding crystal that Kanaya took out was definitely not the ordinary crystal, but the top binding crystal - the Eye of the dark world.

With a little effort, Kanaya was able to drag the platform of the dead into Ingrid Lunales' tomb. After all, for a 10-year-old child, this pedestal is still relatively difficult to carry.

Zorra recognized at once what his little apprentice had moved into.

"The Platform of the dead? " There was a slight quiver in his voice.

My goodness! It's not really the podium of the dead, is it? Zora didn't believe her eyes. But he could not think of anything but the platform of the dead.

The method of making the Platform of the Undead is no secret - almost every Necromancer knows it. Manufacturing difficulty is not high, as long as you have the equivalent of the four-star magician's strength can be. The only problem was that the materials needed to make the platform of the undead were extremely difficult to gather - it required the skulls of nine people who had been born during an eclipse of the sun or moon and who had died in resentment and with a strong attachment. It's hard enough to find people born during eclipses or lunar eclipses, not to mention the fact that they have to die in resentment and with a strong attachment.

Zorra himself collected such skulls; But he's only collected three in decades. Two of them were found in Ingrid Lunales' lab, so even Ingrid Lunales could not collect them.

But at this moment, Kanaya had made a platform for the summoning of the dead before him. Could it be that Ingrid Lunales had actually collected eleven skulls, and that the two he found in the lab were only the ones left over after Ingrid Lunales had made the platform for the Summons of the Dead? !

Of course, Zorra would never have guessed that Ingrid Lunales had actually collected such skulls and wanted to make a platform for the Call of the Dead. But she soon gave up and grabbed a finished product from another Necromancer.

In the face of Zorra's surprise, Kanaya simply nodded, and even answered his question. After taking the dark Eye out of her pocket and stuffing it into Zorra's hand, she took two steps back and stood quietly aside: she didn't think she needed to explain the purpose of these things to Zorra, who should know very well.

The dark eye? ! Zora, seeing what was in his hand, found himself not so surprised, perhaps because he had already had so much excitement today. Zora thought mockingly.

Then he shook his head, regrouping his mind and concentrating on the spell he was about to cast.

His little apprentice had created such good conditions for him - the complete skeleton of Ingrid Lunales, the platform of the dead, the Eye of the Ghost, and the staff of the Ghost in his hand - that if he failed to summon it, he would be disgraced.

But it backfired.

After a long period of preparation, Zorra perfectly performed the "Contract Spirit." Although it was with the aid of many sorcerers, Zorra believed that no Necromancer could have performed this spell more perfectly than he did at this time.

The pathway to the underworld has been opened, and the summoned soul is supposed to appear on earth through this pathway. But the passage was empty and nothing appeared!

The phenomenon surprised Zorra.

How is that possible? ! His magic was perfect, without any errors or omissions. Why did the spirit of Ingrid Lunales not appear?

Undead, Zorra summoned once more.

But still nothing answered his call.

This is impossible! unless

A thought suddenly crossed Zora's mind.

Unless Ingrid Lunales' soul is no longer in the underworld.

How is that possible? How could Ingrid Lunales' soul not be in the underworld? She's a necromancer. She can't be reincarnated.

Just when Zora was feeling very confused, he felt a pain like tearing in his body. No, we have to close the path to the underworld. His body has reached the limit of tolerance.

As a last resort, Zorra ended the spell and closed the path to the underworld. Then he sat down on the ground, almost collapsed, gasping.

Why? Why did it fail? ! Zora couldn't figure it out for the life of her. How could Ingrid Lunales' soul not be in the underworld? Is it possible that Suddenly, something clicked in his head, as if he had picked up some clue...

His apprentice, the little Kanaya, who was born young enough to speak and perform undead magic, seemed to have an unusual knowledge of undead magic, and every time he taught Kanaya, he found that there was no need for him to explain, and Kanaya could understand everything he was trying to teach. And... and what she knew about this tower, this secret room that even he didn't know about... And how Figuian the ghost treated her... And what she said: "No one knows Ingrid Lunales better than I do."

Zora found that if you put it all together... Well, he's going to get an answer, an incredible answer!

This can't be true? ! Necromancers cannot be reincarnated!

Watching the change in Zora's face, Kanaya worried that her teacher's health had deteriorated again.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Zorra looked at his little apprentice, and suddenly he had a very unreal feeling that what was standing in front of him was only an unreal shadow.

"Ingrid Lunales." Zora said tentatively.

Kanaya was stunned, but immediately returned to normal. But this short moment was enough for Zorra to notice, and of course he would not let go of this instant change in Kanaya.

Zora knew he was right. Without knowing why, Zorra suddenly relaxed and asked once more, "Are you Ingrid Lunales?"

Watching Zorra's transformation, Kanaya knew that nine times out of ten Zorra had guessed that she was Ingrid Lunales's reincarnation, so when Zorra asked, Kanaya did not deny it.

"Yes, I am indeed the reincarnation of Ingrid Lunales. But I'm not Ingrid Lunales. Ingrid Lunales is dead, over a thousand years ago, and her remains lie there. I may have the memory of Ingrid Lunales, but I am not her, I am Kanaya!"

"Ha ha ha... I can't believe To one's surprise It's your teacher! You are the Necromancer known as the Nightmare of the Continent, and no Necromancer has ever surpassed you in magical achievements. Ahem..."

A violent cough forced Zora to stop speaking.

"I am Kanaya and you are my teacher, and that will not change." I am not Ingrid Lunales."

"Is it? Zorra smiled faintly, though his smile was distorted by the physical pain.

"Why were you able to reincarnate?" He couldn't figure that out even if he wanted to.

Kanaya was silent for a moment, then he said, "I am done with death before I die." That's true. She awakens just before she dies, and when she awakens she naturally disclaims her covenant with death.

From Zorra's expression, it is not clear whether he believed Kanaya's explanation.

He simply said, "So I can still call you 'my little apprentice'?"

"Of course, Sir."

Kanaya noticed that Zorra's life force was rapidly draining away. He was dying! Still not working? Was she really unable to keep Zora alive?

"And now, my little disciple, I will return this tower to you." I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to perform the covenant of Death for you, my little apprentice..."

The Necromancer Zorra's breathing stopped, he ended his life and returned to the side of death...

Heddis, the god of darkness, and the two apostles left his temple in the dark abyss and went to the underworld to drink tea and chat with Lucius, the god of death.

In fact, Lucius, the god of death who was exiled with him from the Holy Land, also had a temple in the Abyss, but the creature preferred to stay in the underworld - ever since they were still in the Holy Land and the mother God was still with them.

Cross the River Styx, through the River of Oblivion and the River of Memory, at the other end of the soul field you can see the temple of the God of Styx that is decorated with the green demon of Styx fire, wandering in the soul field is waiting for the soul to be reincarnated. The underworld is not as horrible as the living imagine, it has a unique beauty that the living cannot imagine.

When Heddis, the god of darkness, stepped onto the soul field, a faint black and gray mist drifted over. In front of the dark god Hades, the mist congeals into a human form, a human form wrapped in a gray sorcerer's robe.

It's the soul attractor.

Before the War of the Gods, the repulsor was usually a soul who voluntarily gave up the chance of rebirth. However, after the war of the Gods, the soul guide is the contract of death - the necromancer.

The soul Puller bowed respectfully to the dark god Heddis.

"Welcome to the underworld! Noble Lord of Darkness."

They are no strangers to the arrival of the dark God. The noble Lord God always seemed to have nothing to do, and came to the underworld every three days to drink tea and chat with their Lord Death.

The God of darkness, whom man has called the source of all evil in the world, was neither as monstrous and terrible as is commonly supposed, nor as majestic, cruel, and indifferent as the statues of his followers made him out to be.

On the contrary, he was a rather mild-looking god: long black hair tied neatly behind him, simple, comfortable black robes framing his slightly slender frame, and the smile that hung on his face gave him an air of suavity, like a gentle scholar who had been reading poetry. It's easy to fall into the harmless category. He really doesn't look like the god of darkness. Of the eight gods, even Rimena, the god of life, who has always been known for her gentleness, looks a little more dignified than him.

"Is that fellow Lucius here?" The God of Darkness looks very lazy and lacks any of the majesty that a Lord God should have. But both his own apostle and the retainer of death had grown accustomed to his lack of divine authority.

"Lord Death is in the temple. Please come with me." Ignoring the lethargy of the dark god Hades, the Soul attractor answered respectfully.

The dark God nodded and led his two apostles to the shrine of Death, which he was already familiar with, but if anyone was willing to lead the way, so be it.

Arriving at the door of the study of the God of Death, Hetes sent his two apostles to leave, and opened the door without even knocking.

Lucius, who was on official business, did not bother to look up to see who it was. He did not need divine perception to know that no one (God) would barge in so carelessly except this fellow Hedes.

When Lucius was indifferent, Heddis, the god of darkness, was not impressed. After greeting Death, he seated himself on a high chair nearby, took the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat sipping it.

In any case, he did not expect the 10,000-year-old iceberg of Lucius to greet him, where he had long since developed the habit of doing things himself.

By the time Lucius had finished his business, Heddis had almost finished his pot of tea. Putting down her teacup, Hedes asked, "What do you want me to do?" This time it was not he who had time to drink tea and chat with the God of death, but Lucius, the god of death who was known as the "immortal iceberg", who took the initiative to find him.

"One of my covenants is dead." 'said Lucius flatly.

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with him. But Hetes did not speak. He waited for Death to speak more. He did not believe that Lucius had called him only to tell him that a Necromancer had died.

Death continued, "I got a very interesting message from him."

'What news? To be called interesting by the God of Death, that must be very special news.

"He has taken a disciple, the reincarnation of one of my covenants, now ten years old, and retains the memory of his previous life."

"Oh," he said. This is nothing new, and the ability to retain memories of past lives is rare, but not unheard of.

Halt! The contractor? !

"I say, Lucius, I seem to remember that after the War of the Gods, none of your covenants can be reincarnated."

"Yes, so I looked it up."

"And the result?" The dark God asked.

"Nothing came of it." Lucius looked helpless, "I can find no record of a contract with that Ingrid Lunales, or even any record of Ingrid Lunales." Then I looked up her reincarnation, the date of birth and the date of death on the stone of the Dead Ghost, the human named Kanaya, and there's still nothing! Nothing! It's like this person doesn't even exist."

'That's impossible! The dark God, contrary to his usual laziness, looked very serious, "The stone of the dead Ghost is given to you by the mother God, and the date of birth and death of all life are inscribed on it."

Lucius could only smile wryly at the dark God's query. He's having trouble with it, too.

"Can I help you?" Only Heddis couldn't see what he could do to help.

"Yes, you know how difficult it is for my three apostles to walk among men." His three apostles were too dead to be seen on earth, "so I want to borrow one of your apostles and go to earth to investigate this matter."

"Send an apostle? It's not that serious, is it?" It is important to know that the apostle's power is almost equal to God's doppelganger, and can act as part of God's power.

"It's better to be cautious. This is a life that has no record on the stone tablets of the dead world. And..."

Lucius hesitated before saying, "And I have a strange premonition..."

"Those people up there..." Hades pointed upwards.

If he sent the apostles down there, there's no reason the guys up there wouldn't have noticed. If those guys get involved... And then we're gonna be in big trouble.

The God of Death confidently said, "The circle of death is reincarnation."

We did! How he forgot the method of "the circle of death". At this thought, the god of darkness, Heddis, also smiled.

"I lend you the Apostle of Wrath, Bello Pero. When are you going to do it?"

"I'll get ready as soon as I can..."