Chapter 1482

It wasn't until the moonlight was covered by dark clouds and the valley was completely covered in darkness that Joan seemed to "wake up". He took out a white handkerchief from his coat pocket, spread it on the ground, opened the "portable dimensional hole", and called the magical machine soldier to come out and order it Sneak into the depths of the barren grave and dig out Idal's bones completely.

Zhagu faithfully obeyed his master's orders without question or hesitation, and went straight into the depths of the earth.

Joan waited silently, every second seemed to be as long as a century, which made his nerves suffer.

The magic mech finally emerged from the ground, with two giant mechanical hands, each holding a large lump of dirt.

When it dumped two large piles of clay at Joan's feet, the caked soil fell apart, wrapped in the soil, and the rotten bones that were divided into two parts were revealed, followed by a strong and pungent rancid smell.

Seeing Idar's decayed and smelly bones, Joan was in a daze, as if he had fallen from the real world into a nightmare, dense cold sweat permeated the back of the machine, fear was like an invisible big hand, tightly holding his heart, making him feel asphyxia.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally overcame the fear in his heart and performed the "spirituality" analyzed from the green hag's blood on the corpse.

If you want to prevent Idar's ghost from being recalled to the mortal world by others, the best strategy is to summon his ghost first, so as to avoid future troubles.

"Fairé!"

Qiao An chanted a spell symbolizing "soul" in a low voice, and successfully completed the "psychic ritual".

Idar's long-haired corpse, which had already turned black, suddenly glowed pale, and the negative energy concentration in the surrounding space also rose sharply.

A hazy ghost appeared from the spirit world, quietly floating above the bones.

The shadow of the ghost is very vague, but still retains the general shape of his life, it looks like a naked man with a bald head.

Yes, this is indeed Idar's ghost.

Under normal circumstances, ghosts awakened by "spiritualism" will not actively attack the psychic.

However, considering that Idal died at his own hands, Joan may have deep resentment towards him. For safety reasons, he first sprinkled a circle of silver powder on his feet to bless "protection against evil" so as not to be caught. Ghost possession.

Being fully prepared, Joan took out the soul-binding bottle from the storage bag, approached Idar's ghost, and asked him a question in a slightly trembling voice.

"Have people from the 'Primitive Religion' come to look for you?"

The ghost stared up at him and shook his head stiffly.

Joan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed the mouth of the soul-binding bottle at Idar's ghost.

The moment the magic tool was activated, Idar's ghost showed a terrified expression, and his figure quickly faded away, as if he wanted to escape back to the spirit world.

However, it was too late.

The negative energy field generated by the mouth of the bottle produced a strong gravitational force that made this ghost irresistible, sucking it into the bottle in an instant and sealing it up.

The soul sealed in the soul-binding bottle can neither be revived nor detected by spells, which is equivalent to being completely wiped out of existence.

Joan put away the soul-binding bottle, looked at Idar's bones, thought for a moment, found a large iron bucket from the storage bag, and ordered Zaku to put Idar's bones into the iron bucket.

Then, Joan took out the "endless water bag" and poured all the water in the bag into the iron bucket, drenching the corpse.

"Tyáve!"

Joan performed the 3-ring "liquid alchemy" on the iron barrel, turning the water soaked in the bones into lamp oil, and then ignited it.

The flames rising from the iron barrel were covered by the "Darkness Technique" released by Joan in a blink of an eye.

The raging flames fueling the fire continued to burn for half an hour, turning the iron barrel red, and all the bones in the barrel were reduced to ashes.

Joan gestured blankly.

The magic pilot stepped forward, screwed on the lid of the iron bucket, picked up the iron bucket that was still hot, and waited for his order.

"Zaku, you immediately take this iron bucket containing the ashes, dive into the ground a thousand yards deep, bury the bucket there, and then come back."

Zhagu nodded silently, carried the iron bucket into the ground, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Joan waited for another half an hour, and Zaku surfaced again, empty-handed.

Joan used a "magic trick" to remove the smell of rotting corpses from himself and the magic pilot, and then took Zaku back into the "portable dimension hole", turning into a Yingman again, and flying back to the place where he was located deep in the jungle. "Fairy Fountain".

Liyanan's wooden house is still peaceful and quiet, and the window of Joan's bedroom is still open.

He flew back into the house through the window, changed back into human form, and turned to close the window.

It was almost dawn, and after working hard all day, coupled with fear and anxiety, Qiao An was exhausted physically and mentally.

However, he still complied with the rules he had set, endured exhaustion and meditated for half an hour, and only went to bed after completing tonight's homework.

Closing his eyes, Joan lay on the bed to relax his tense nerves, and finally he could sleep peacefully.

...

Early the next morning, Joan bid farewell to Liyanan and Nana who were reluctant to leave, turned into a eagle man, took Ruby with him and flew into the sky, heading south of the jungle.

From "Fairy Spring" to Delin Town, the distance was less than 200 miles. Joan flew for three hours. When it was almost noon, his hometown town located on the banks of the Delin River appeared in his vision.

Flying this route from north to south, Joan clearly felt the change of climate.

There is still snow in the depths of the jungle. However, in the southern area of ​​Alfheim where the town of Delin is located, the weather has become significantly warmer. There is almost no snow on the ground. The Delin River has also thawed. The vegetation is flourishing, and it is a scene full of spring.

It's a pity that in this season of revival and spring, the air is filled with the breath of blood and death.

Compared with the impression when he left home two years ago, Joan found that the villages and farmlands near Delin Town were extremely depressed. Under the threat of war, the annual spring plowing was also delayed.

Joan flew this way, and along the way, he often saw cows and horses pulling caravans, carrying men, women and children who looked like homesteaders migrating northward. They were in a hurry, obviously refugees fleeing from the flames of war.

The prospect of the war is not yet clear, and the hard-working land may be trampled by the invaders at any time. Those who stick to their homes are indeed brave, and it is wise to flee to the north temporarily for refuge.

Joan remembered reading a report about the frontline war in the newspaper. At that time, the sea blue people's camp was still stationed on the opposite bank of the river from Delin Town.

Now after the field survey, he found that the sea blue people's troops did not rush to cross the river before the river thawed, but moved to a shallow area in the lower reaches of the river and established a new camp.