Chapter 581 The Dead

They are called corpses because there is no chance of survival for these two people.

They were covered with wounds and there was no intact skin on their bodies. God knows how much pain they suffered before they died. What was even more terrifying was that their waists were cut off completely, and half of their spines protruded from the flesh and blood, like a stand supporting a puppet. The blood flowing from the broken abdomen almost dyed half of the stone wall red.

What made Xia Fan feel the coldest was the age and clothes of the two people. They were about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the tattered red and gold robes on their bodies all showed their identities.

"How could this be..." Des Moines took two steps back in disbelief.

The other members of the trial team also showed obvious anger in their eyes!

"Xia Fan... Could these two people be..." Li said with his mouth covered.

"Sons of the Holy Spirit."

Xia Fan did not answer, but the reactions of the people around him had given the answer.

The target they had been looking for was now in front of them, but the plan to wake up Ning Wanjun was completely in vain.

"Des Moines!" Taxis shouted in a low voice.

"Yes!" The Guardian Knight suddenly reacted, and immediately rushed into the secret room with two people to take down the human body hanging on the wall. No matter what, they must first confirm the identity of the deceased, so as not to give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of them in a panic.

"By the way, the Son of God may also be a forgery," Li nodded hurriedly, "If the murderer behind the scenes really wants to kill the Son of God, there is no need to spend so much effort, and the attack on the carriage can be done on the spot-"

"Ahem... There is nothing to test." Du Lin interrupted her, "No matter how you look at it, these two people are genuine Sons of the Holy Spirit, otherwise I can't use their emblems to get the Death Mist."

"Lord Yongyi, the corpse... is real." Desmoine also confirmed the results of the examination at this moment, "The blood shows that they are all upper dragon descendants, which meets the characteristics of the Son of the Holy Spirit."

"Look, I told you a long time ago-ha-" Du Lin was halfway through his words, and was suddenly hit in the abdomen by Taksis's punch, and his whole body curled up like a shrimp. Then the latter grabbed his neck and threw him against the wall. Durin's head was bleeding, and he screamed because of the severe pain in his abdomen!

"What do you want to do?" The dragon girl gritted her teeth and said, "Taking hostages and then killing them... Do you simply want to anger the church?"

"I... I don't know... what that person's purpose is..." Durin opened and closed his mouth with difficulty, "I just want to fulfill my wish, that's all."

Hearing this, Taksis's eyes shrank.

She immediately put Durin back to the ground to avoid killing him with this grab, "Who is that person? Azier?"

"Azier is just an ordinary person like me." Durin coughed up blood.

"Who else? The mage Reynald. Shadow beside him!?"

"Give up... You can't guess it." Durin raised the corner of his mouth, "Until the disaster comes, you will never know what happened in the Azure Castle..."

Taksis's mouth made a clicking sound.

It is obvious that she is restraining herself from killing with the greatest willpower.

"You are collecting souls. Or... collecting magic power that can be used to perform evil spells." Xia Fan suddenly said.

The eyes of the members of the jury all whizzed towards him.

Du Lin's expression could not help but freeze, and the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat.

"Collecting magic power?" Taksis frowned, "What are you talking about? Isn't magic power something everywhere?"

"Sure enough... you don't know about this." Xia Fan found that he had overlooked a problem, that is, what Yongchao studied was not common knowledge known to the world. It was only after he contacted the senior officials of the Privy Council of Jingji that he learned the reason for the fall of Yongchao. The more critical point is that Xiji and the six eastern countries cannot be generalized. As a person who senses qi among humans, it is natural for the alchemists to study magic.

But Xiji is not like this!

The demons who hold the main power and are in the ruling class are demons. As a "tribe" that is born with the sense of qi and possesses natural magic, studying magic is not a must. Their abilities will increase with the growth of time, and even if they do not put more energy into magic, they can still reach a very high level. At the same time, the Dragonborn also suppressed another group of people who sensed the air - the magicians, which further blocked the communication of magic research.

On the Silver Star Tree Boat, the magicians of Natatin had cast a strange spell similar to summoning, and the material was the soul. This also made Xia Fan think that the West should generally know the principles of evil and the source of power of evil magic, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"In short, torture and pain can allow the air - that is, magic power to continue to exist after leaving the body, and it can be used as a raw material for making evil demons." Xia Fan replied briefly, "I am not wrong, Doctor Durin. The experimental records of your painstaking efforts to reduce the fatal effect of the death fog are the best evidence!"

"Make evil demons?" Taksis looked at Durin incredulously, "Any evil demon is a very threatening existence and an enemy of all living beings, including yourselves! But you want to make it?"

"If I can't fulfill my wish while I am alive, then it's not bad to complete it with death..."

"What is your wish?" Xia Fan asked.

"Of course, it is to return to the owner of the tower what the plunderers took away..." Du Lin suddenly coughed violently in the middle of his speech, and he spat out large mouthfuls of black blood, which looked like a mass of solidified jelly.

"No!" Taxis realized that the situation was not good, and quickly squatted down and pried open the doctor's mouth - only to see that his teeth melted like mud, and his throat was full of dirty blood. This was definitely not a trauma that could be caused by falling off a wall or being hit by a stray bullet.

Xia Fan immediately guessed the problem, "He injected himself with death fog!"

But it was too late.

In less than a few breaths, Du Lin had already exhaled more than inhaled, his eyes were completely distracted, and he could no longer say a word.

According to the test records, when the death fog erodes the human body, it will bring great pain. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a cruel torture. However, until Du Lin took his last breath, there was no trace of ferocity on his face, and even the corners of his frozen mouth still had a faint smile.

That was the satisfaction of achieving his wish.

The members of the jury had complicated expressions for a while.

Before they set out, they definitely did not expect things to turn out like this.

Only the fire in Taksis' eyes remained bright. "Everyone, it's not over yet! If Ambassador Xia's intelligence is correct, then the real culprit who attacked the convoy is someone other than Azier and Durin—" She looked at Xia Fan, "Is this person using the potion made from the death fog to summon a more powerful demon?"

"Nine times out of ten, that's the case... and..." Xia Fan glanced at the remains of the Son of the Holy Spirit, and hesitated to speak. A question that no one had ever answered always lingered in his mind—that is, does the negative energy generated by different people vary from person to person? If so, is it considered a kind of consciousness?