Chapter 310 The Immortal Movement Is Singing Like This

Immortal spirit and immortal soul, cross the river of the past, the wind of rest is the hustle and bustle of yesterday, the darkness ahead is the future, break the darkness, a new world of eternal life, break the darkness, endless sinking...

"What the hell kind of lyrics is this? It's full of sorrow and melancholy moaning for no reason, as if it said something, but it seems like it didn't say anything, and it's also inconsistent. What breaks the darkness, but it sinks endlessly. Isn't it the endless light that breaks the darkness? Is it? Good guy, endless light, if you change it, it will become a hymn of light."

Negris complained with an expression that was hot to the eyes.

The most musical creature on the side...Vanya, yes, Vanya, the tauren cook, is actually the most musical creature in Anger's hands, and she sings well, because she likes to hum when cooking snort.

Moreover, it is full of air, with a loud voice and a wide range of voices. It can sing from a dwarf's war song to an eunuch's high-pitched voice.

Of course, the one with the best level of music is the castrato singer Sang Lide who was made use of by Ang, but he is not here.

There is no way, the level is like this, I can only drive the ducks to the shelves, Vanya said: "Maybe it is for the chorus rhyme, let me try-the immortal spirit-cough cough-Yongyong... no, Nai Mr. Ge, the rhyme does not match, and I can't sing."

Negris thought for a while, then said: "Could it be that this is not a song of an undead creature, so it must be sung in the common language of the undead? Uh, do the undead have a common language?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Ange in unison.

Ange tilted his head and opened his mouth: "Oh——"

boom! The souls of all the undead creatures present were struck by lightning. It didn't matter what syllable Ange sang, but the fluctuations at the soul level that mattered.

The soul fluctuated and expanded, and everyone could clearly feel it, as if thunderous drums were beating, and there was another ethereal singing~

Immortal Spirit--

and the Immortal Soul—

Across the river of the past—

Everyone felt that their souls were beating faster, their attention was concentrated like never before, and their fighting spirit was rising in their souls...

"It turns out that the undead movement is sung with the soul, and the soul is the lingua franca." Negris muttered.

The wind of rest is the noise of yesterday, the darkness ahead is the future—

When Ange sang this passage, everyone felt that they had returned to the Abyss of Peace, surrounded by howling winds, and endless darkness ahead, but the strange thing was that everyone did not have the same sense of irritability as before in the Wind of Peace. There is a kind of tranquility and serenity of listening to raindrops in front of the window.

The whistling wind, like a hand that soothes the soul, comforts their raging fighting spirit.

"Sangbada, what a strange contrast. The meaning of the lyrics is obviously not like this. Why does it feel like this when you sing it? The singing of the soul..."

Break the darkness, new world of immortality, break the darkness, endless sinking—

The lyrics entered the most contradictory place. After breaking through the darkness, there was an endless sinking. It was originally extremely weird, but when he sang here, Negris felt a strong sense of falling in his soul, as if to It seems to be sinking endlessly.

But soon, it felt some kind of power supporting its soul.

Two opposite forces made its soul fire shrink into a ball.

boom! A blazing soul flame emanated from Negris' body, not only it, but also the little zombie, and two light spots lit up in the distant mountains and forests.

"This... my soul has condensed?" Negris said in shock.

Its brass drake husk is essentially an undead husk with soul fire inside, but no consciousness. Negris projected his mind onto the brass dragon, controlling it to move

Because there is no need to fight with hands, Negris doesn't care much about the soul strength of the brass dragon. Anyway, no one can beat it, and it is meaningless to be strong, as long as it is enough.

Now, under the resonance of the two undead movements, the soul fire of the brass dragon has actually condensed into the heart of the soul.

The heart of the soul is the symbol of advanced undead creatures. Undead creatures at this stage are called golden skeletons, iron zombies, Lich Kings, undead saints, and black warrior emperors.

"Hey, the soul of the body has only been two years old, can you upgrade the heart of the soul? I haven't slept much and tempered it." Negris suddenly thought of a question.

From the fire of the soul to the heart of the soul, it takes a very long time. For example, Ferrin has no soul heart until now. He has been a lich for more than a thousand years.

However, liches generally learn magic, and the level of magic determines their strength. The strength of the soul only affects the recovery speed.

Not only it, but the little zombie also condensed. Originally, he wore the Wailing Voice Necklace to speed up its improvement. Unexpectedly, Ange could do it by singing two songs. This undead movement dares to be an upgrade accelerator.

Except for the two of them who were upgraded, the souls of the rest of the undead creatures have also been condensed a lot, and they have all made great progress.

"I understand, this 'sinking' does not mean what we understand, but shrinking inward, endless shrinking, sinking inward, isn't it the state of the heart of the soul?" Negris suddenly realized.

Luther pulled Naig a bit: "I understand what you said, but what are those two things?" While speaking, he pointed to the two light spots in the forest.

At this moment, an ethereal singing sound came from the direction of the light spot.

"I've stopped breathing—"

"But I'm not dead—"

"Soul fire will replace life, and you must escape before the dawn of the sun—"

Everyone was shocked, not only the undead creatures, but even living creatures like Luther Lightning felt the shock.

Lightning murmured: "What a beautiful singing voice? I feel like my soul has been touched. Who is singing?"

Everyone turned their eyes to the distant woods. When Ange sang just now, the soul flames ignited on Negris and the little zombie, and the two light spots in the distance were also ignited almost at the same time.

"I'm left with myself—"

"All my friends and family have left me—"

"The cloak of night is thrown about—"

"The secret to cover up the festered skin—"

Lisa held down her heart violently, the lyrics almost sang to her heart.

I am left with myself, relatives and friends are far away from me, wrapped in thick clothes to hide the secret of dry skin.

When she was first reincarnated as a lich, Lisa was so anxious that she wanted to explode when she saw her skin getting dry day by day. Her extreme remorse and anger gave her a strong urge to beat people and destroy things.

Thanks to Filin, who took all of her venting and stayed with her to comfort her until time wore it all down.

In order not to become ugly, Lisa tried countless methods, even at the expense of flattening and bonding her skin.

The singing that hit the soul was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts, and everyone's mood became depressed.

Only Ange and the others were at a loss, why should everyone be sad? The little sapling quickly sent out a warm message: use force—grow—force—grow—to revive everyone.

It's a pity that its enthusiasm cannot offset the touch of the song to the soul.

Oh ~ where should I go? My body has maggots—

Oh ~ where should I go? I am full of doubts about the world--

...

The cessation of breathing is not the end of life, the peace of the soul is the beginning of death——

...

Oh ~ where should I go? The soul is at peace—(Where the winds of rest blow)

Ah~ (undead creatures are born here)

Ah~ (this scene is engraved in my memory)

Negris couldn't help but said in shock: "My God, unexpectedly, there is harmony, too professional, I know what these two are, Wailing Banshee, why are they here?"

No one paid attention to Negris' muttering, everyone was immersed in the beautiful singing, and the chorus part was coming soon.

The singing gradually became more cheerful.

Come on, baby, congratulations on your immortality—

Unleash your energy—

Ignite your soul flame—

Let go of all the shackles and let you become a brand new self——

Everyone was immersed in the beautiful singing, and their bodies couldn't help moving. Lightning even kicked and danced lightly. If it was allowed to participate in the dressage equestrian competition, it would be very difficult not to win the championship .

After recovering from the singing, everyone walked towards the two light spots. As the distance got closer, everyone could see clearly that they were two spirit bodies.

The two spirit bodies also came to meet them, but after seeing the combination of An Ge and his party, they hesitated, and seemed to want to turn around and run away.

"Don't run, don't run, I'm dead, not alive." Negris quickly took two steps, revealing his soul heart, and flew towards the two spirit bodies.

The two spirits hurriedly saluted Negris, and then asked suspiciously: "But you..."

"Magic, a kind of magic, I will find a corpse to show you later, by the way, you are Wailing Banshees, why are you here?" Negris asked.

The two howling banshees looked at each other and shook their heads: "I am Dolly, this is Domi, we don't know why we are here, we seem to have been here for many years, wandering around in a daze until just now , a voice woke us up, who woke us up?"

The two banshees patrolled everyone's bodies, and finally landed on An Ge's body. Needless to say, they recognized An Ge's breath, and solemnly knelt down and said, "Thank you for giving us a new life."

Ange tilted his head.

"Get up, get up, by the way, is it just the two of you? Where are the other banshees? You belong to the Howling Opera Troupe, right? You Wailing Banshees have always acted in groups. Why are you the only two left?" asked Negris.

The two banshees looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "We don't know either, we just remember that the lord witch said: The storm of the soul is coming, go to sleep, I hope you will wake up one day. And then it's now, but Before that, we seemed to be wandering the land."

"Soul storm? What soul storm? Where's the witch?" Negris asked anxiously.

God, it's not easy, I finally heard something different from these howling banshees, what is the soul storm, can't even witches bear it? Why put them to sleep? Could it be that deep sleep can resist soul storms?

However, the expressions of the two banshees had cooled down, and they looked at it angrily: "How dare you call the witch by her name? What a bold lizard!"

One of the banshees subconsciously wanted to open her mouth, but she took a look at Ange and held back. If it wasn't for Ange, she would have to give the bold brass dragon a fear spell.

"Uh, it's me, God of Knowledge, Book of Brass, Ange, move me out." Among the most qualified people in the Undead Empire to call a witch directly, she was at least one.

An Ge took out the Brass Book, and the two banshees knelt down in fright: "My lord, God of Knowledge, we didn't know it was you, please don't blame me."

Naturally, Negris didn't care about them and continued to ask: "Where is the witch? Where did the witch go? Why are you here?"

The two banshees looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "We were invited by human beings to attend the music festival. On the way back, the witch seemed to have received some message, frowning, and finally stopped directly and let us enter the music festival." Sleeping, what about a soul storm, we saw you after we regained our sanity, and we don't know where the Witch has gone."

Disappointed, it seems that it is impossible to get more key information from these two banshees, and it may be because of this that Meisha picked up the wailing voice of the lead singer here, and maybe other banshees are here existed.

But after more than a thousand years, some of them may have dissipated unluckily, some were eliminated and purified by humans, and some were sunburned to death, all of which are possible.

"Forget it, let's plant the land, maybe other banshees are also around here, let's look for it while farming." Negris said.

Ange quickly took out the hammer of the earth and threw it to the little angel. The little zombie whose soul had been upgraded by one level condensed out two huge hoes, and a group of people rushed out.

Negris turned to the two banshees and asked, "What are you going to do? Do you want to follow us? If you want to follow, you have to offer your soul vows to Ange."

These two are witches, Negris is not good at forcing them to consecrate their souls, but if they are voluntary, there is no problem, and if the witch is not dead, it can't be blamed on it.

The two banshees donated their soul vows without much hesitation. Not everyone can sing the undead movement, but Ange can sing it and give them a new life. It is only natural to consecrate their souls.

Especially knowing that it is already a thousand years later, the undead empire has perished, and I can't even return home, and I can only donate my soul.

But after consecrating their soul vows, they were stuffed into the Palace of Rest and walked around, only then did they realize that the Immortal Empire was left with the few in front of them.

Ange led everyone to "happily" cultivate and grow mushrooms there, gravel, clean humus, moist air, not too strong sunlight, chambada, it is simply a paradise for the growth of holy mushrooms.

After Luther and the others played for two days, they were unhappy and slackened their work: "It's so boring, didn't we say to come and help Grandma Lisa kill that Us Principality? Why don't you come?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a rush of horseshoes echoing in the forest, and a knight with several scars running across his face rushed forward, came to Lisa to salute, and said loudly: "Report your lord, the people of Uz are here. "

It was Crowe who had cured his disability. After reporting to Lisa, Crowe turned to Ange again and respectfully saluted his chest.

It was this grown man who grabbed his leg and cut it off, shaved it, straightened it like a sugar cane, and then connected it. Crowe didn't feel any pain during the whole process, and he was able to walk after connecting it. It was a miracle.

But Lisa looked at the scars on his face and said with disgust: "Crow, are you really not going to heal the scars on his face? It's too ugly."

Crowe smiled slightly: "No, they will always warn me, making mistakes will lead to serious consequences."

PS: The full text of "Song of the Dead" is downstairs. Lyricist: Thorium Xiaoying

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I've stopped breathing,

But I am not already dead,

Soul flame replaces life,

Must flee before dawn.

I am left with myself,

My family and friends have all left me,

The night's cloak is drawn upon him,

Cover up the secret that the skin has festered.

This is my own secret,

I can only hide it.

Oh ~ where should I go?

My body is full of maggots.

Oh ~ where should I go?

I am full of doubts about the world.

This is all that can take me,

Do you live in a paradise full of the same kind?

Oh ~ where should I go?

I am full of confusion.

ah~

ah~

The cessation of breathing is not the end of life,

Peace of soul is the beginning of death.

All I have left is a beautiful skeleton,

The blood in the body is just a burden.

I feel so much more relaxed and free now.

It's today,

I have obtained real eternal life!

I'm not running away,

I'm here.

I've been through a lot of hardships,

Chasing destiny I got it,

new life.

This is my own secret,

I can only hide it.

Oh~ where should I go?

I found the answer.

Oh ~ where should I go?

Is it time to sleep forever?

The dark night is the area where I move,

The wind of rest blows over my body.

Oh ~ where should I go?

The soul is at peace.

(where the wind of rest blows)

ah~

(Undead are born here.)

ah~

(This scene is etched in my memory.)

Come on, my darling, congratulations on being immortal.

let me see your body,

release your energy,

Ignite your soul flame,

let yourself

Be a brand new person.

made me wait,

people for life.

people for life.

Oh~ I should become immortal!

ah~

ah~

ah~