Chapter 293 Singing for the Soul

Greid swept his own apprentices and answered casually:

"With your current situation, there are many ways to kill Half God."

"Not a lot?"

Salinni was slightly froze, how could it feel as simple as killing a half god in his teacher's eyes.

She also asked tentatively, thinking about whether she could get a merit of killing the half god.

Grade smiled at the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly:

"The easiest way is to find someone who is better than that half -god, and then kill him."

"Cough."

Salinni was pumped at the corner of the eyes. How can this method be unreliable?

Although there are a lot of Cui Feli Parliament, unless they received orders from the parliament, no one would come to help her.

"Do you think it is difficult?" Greid asked interested.

"It's hard!" Salinni replied.

"Think about your plan this time. If Naga Katocel is stronger, will Foyeo die on that island?" Greid smiled.

"It's true."

Salinni was in thought. Although it was not common for Naga Kakaroz and Fayogo to collide, it can indeed be used as part of the plan.

After the Empire came to power in the Cui Fali Parliament, it was a lot less when shot, but more as a chess player.

In the eyes of his teacher, perhaps the entire rune land is like a chessboard with all the forces and half gods, even some true gods.

Although it is not as strong as the teacher in all aspects, in the chess game of the Empire, it is not an unspeakable thing to leverage a small part of the chessboard.

Salinnie nodded, looked at the teacher with expectations, waiting for him to continue to tell other methods.

Greidon paused, and then continued: "Also a simpler way, poison."

"poison?"

There was a little surprise in Salinni's eyes:

"Teacher, can poison be effective for half god?"

Grade glanced at her: "The half god is not invincible. If the root of the poison comes from another powerful half god, it is not difficult to poison the half god, at least it can weaken him significantly."

"Forehead"

Salinni thinks that this plan is an ideal solution.

To poison the half god, we must first obtain another half of the god.

If she can get poisonous poison, at least she has the strength of the half god, which is originally a paradox.

"It's difficult?"

Hearing his teacher's slightly ridiculous words, Salinni's face was almost wrinkled together.

Isn't this difficult?

Faced with the suspicion of the students, Greid smiled:

"There are a lot of poisons in the empire. If you find Lahlan in person, you may only need a little price to change to this poison. As for how to make the half -hearted heart willing to take poison, this is a simpler question. "

"Half God is also a creature, and there is a weak point for creatures."

"Is this"

Salinnie was suddenly showing, and now she suddenly felt that those half -god who was unable to climb her strength was not so difficult to kill.

Of course, she knows very well. Because her teacher was a strong existence in the semi -God, the teacher would say so lightly.

But it is difficult to let her operate.

If you are not careful, you may not achieve possible results.

"Why, do you want to kill the half god?"

Suddenly, Salinni heard his teacher's calm inquiries.

Looking at Greid's guided eyes, Salinni frowned slightly.

Since it is hostile, why don't you want to kill it?

The semi -God -level existence can easily destroy a city.

But it seems that since she came to the empire, she really didn't see the empire killing a half god.

She just felt it was difficult to kill, but now he heard the problem of her teacher, but found that it may not be as simple as imagined.

"They have a greater role?"

This is the only answer to Salinni.

She still remembers a word that Savin had been hanging on her mouth:

The war is not for aggression, but to live.

For the empire, killing is never the purpose.

She learned about the information of many empires from the books and hearing. As early as Dakwell, the attack on Aienia was not for simplicity.

Dakwell wants to live forever, Leflands wants to take the opportunity to remove the teacher and the big leader, while the leader and the teacher want to interfere with the empire political situation

So. The premise of killing the half god is that it has lost its value?

Seeing Salinni's expression, I understood that she had understood the meaning, and Greid smiled and nodded:

"The heavens and the earth are chess, and the half god is just a chess piece on the chessboard. Learn to use it instead of the loss of innocent. Each half of the god has its own unique value."

"Value, I understand."

Salinni nodded with a smile, looking up at her eyes.

At this moment, the empty -sky battleship is a island full of ruins.

Let Bobi stay on the boat, Salinni and Greid got off the boat.

This is a giant island with a large area of ​​Bilgiwater Bay and the Blue Flame Islands.

There are large and small villages and huge castles in the center.

But now these buildings are all full of traces of ruins and time, letting go, and raising their eyes.

Walking in the scene of cracked land and collapsed houses, Seraphine sighed slightly:

"The last time I saw this scene was in Vazuan."

Because this island is exposed to the outside, the traces of dilapidation are even more serious than those in Vazuan.

"Even things that are far away are particularly fragile in the face of time."

Greed admired the dilapidated scene of the island, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Teacher, the empire has you, and it will continue even after ten thousand years. It is not like this small country, which was led into an endless abyss by its ruler." Seraphine said softly.

The more she experienced, the more she understood in her heart.

Her teacher was an existence that had never existed before and would not necessarily appear in the future.

A human being relied on himself to rival the gods, which was a feat that no one had ever achieved.

"Maybe, after all, we hope to give some value to our lives." Greed smiled.

Empire and magic.

Seraphine knew in her heart that these two were the values ​​that the teacher added to her life.

As of now, as long as human civilization has not been cut off, the name of his teacher will not be forgotten.

"I am surprised that you want to come to this island country." Grid said calmly.

Seraphine was silent for a while, looking at the castle in the center and said: "Teacher, maybe I was touched by the performance of Isolde and Viego that day. Just like what the teacher once said, some history and facts should not be buried by time."

Yes, this is exactly why she came here.

Coming to this island once ruled by Viego is to find the traces he left.

A thousand years ago, when Viego chanted the spell of ruin, this island not far from the Blessed Light Island was affected and was instantly wrapped in black fog.

A thousand years later, this island is still wrapped in thick black fog.

Except for a few explorers who came here and left with regret, they are the only ones who came here as visitors.

Logically speaking, after a thousand years, there should be no traces of the past here.

But because of the curse of ruin, all the creatures on the island turned into a half-dead and half-alive soul state at that moment. Even after a thousand years, those ghosts still wandered on the island.

"Is this the place?"

Seraphini and the others crossed a wilderness and arrived at an ordinary village.

The green souls were all over the village. They mechanically did what they did in their lifetime, as if there would never be a day to end.

The village that was once full of vitality is now also lonely. The wooden houses collapsed and the fences fell down. They are all abandoned landscapes.

A trace of pity flashed in Seraphine's eyes. After a sigh, she walked to the soul of a hunched old man:

"Do you know Isolde?"

Her gentle voice seemed to have some kind of magic, which actually made the old man's soul's lifeless eyes appear colorful.

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one forum!

But it seems that he has been dead for a long time, even if he has not become a vengeful spirit, his memory has become blurred.

The old man spoke incoherently:

"Isolde. Shy girl, excellent tailor."

"What's your name?"

"Walker. Village Chief"

"Do you have other family members?"

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"Is this all you remember?"

Seraphini pursed her lips, the Soul Stealer Scroll floated in front of her, and the pages of the scroll were turned over.

The Soul Stealer Scroll slowly glowed with white fluorescence, and the old man's soul was finally collected in it.

When the soul was immersed in the Soul Stealer Scroll, she immediately washed away everything in the soul, leaving only the pure soul power to be absorbed by the Soul Stealer Scroll.

"Sorry, this is all I can do."

She had no ability to revive these souls that died thousands of years ago, and letting them rest in peace was the only thing she could do.

After doing this, she continued to walk forward, constantly asking the dull souls one by one.

The Soul Stealer Scroll turned over page by page, and names slowly emerged on it. Starting with Village Chief Walker, each of them was a name that had existed here before.

Looking at the Soul Stealing Scroll, which was increasingly flickering and even had a little spiritual light, Grid's eyebrows showed a hint of interest, and whispered in a voice that Seraphine could not hear:

"Willpower. A path never imagined. Perhaps, the imitation has the possibility of surpassing the real thing."

As Seraphine continued to move forward, souls were collected into the Soul Stealing Scroll one by one.

Later, as if sensing the existence of the Soul Stealing Scroll, those aimless souls all floated over and willingly turned into nutrients for the Soul Stealing Scroll.

And when these souls were sucked into the Soul Stealing Scroll, their only remaining beliefs and memories were all transmitted to Seraphine's mind.

Father and son. Husband and wife. Mother and daughter. Guest and host.

Countless memories, countless emotions, countless thoughts, constantly entangled in Seraphine's soul.

Seraphine paused slightly and gently closed her eyes.

Everything contained in those souls seemed to have turned into her nutrients at that moment, allowing her soul to continue to sublimate and grow upward.

"ashoigabowe!"

She softly recited an unknown text.

At the beginning, she seemed a little unfamiliar, but as she continued to recite, the unknown text became a beautiful melody in her mouth, and she sang it out.

"Ou Chenyu?"

Greed's body became illusory for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the girl who was chanting, with a trace of relief on his face.

If there is any creature in this world who can master the Ochen language, it must be Seraphine.

This is a language that can only be chanted by the soul, and it is also the key to fighting Mordekaiser.

And now, Seraphine has done it.

The song chanted by Seraphine seemed to have a soothing effect, and this song almost covered the entire island.

Gradually, white light appeared in other places, which was the light emitted by the souls wandering around the island.

In Seraphine's singing, they seemed to have regained the last bit of clarity. And at the last moment of their consciousness, they chose to dedicate themselves to fulfill Seraphine.

The white light of the soul continued to drift towards Seraphine, and the pure soul power drifted into the Soul Stealer Scroll, and the emotions and beliefs carried by those souls turned into the food for Seraphine's growth.

The more you know about the soul, the clearer the road ahead becomes.

Seraphine slowly opened her eyes, which were a pair of eyes that glowed with blue-green gemstones, as if they could look directly into the soul.

At this moment, she seemed to have found the way forward.

A road that leads directly to demigods, or even true gods.

Experience the myriad phenomena of the soul in the world, and control the power of thousands of souls.

When the strange phenomena around her subsided, she seemed to have an extra layer of soul gauze on her body. The dark green gauze was attached to the outside of her clothes, making her look like she had a trace of divinity.

This layer of dark green gauze was like a ghost cloak, which was transformed by the will of those souls and could block most of the attacks that came to her.

But in contrast, she also bore the imprint of those souls. When those souls were no longer remembered by anyone, that was when this layer of gauze dissipated.

She subconsciously looked at the names on the Soul Stealing Scroll, and silently memorized them all in her heart.

In the future, she will record the history here.

If no one is willing to remember them, then she is willing to remember these names as a witness of their existence.

"How does it feel to take this step?"

Hearing the teacher's gentle voice, Seraphine sighed and shook her head:

"I thought it would be easy, but I feel extremely heavy in my heart."

Grid smiled and said: "Those who find their own beliefs are called heroes. And those who find something they need to stick to for their whole life are respected as masters."

"Master. It's really a burdened title."

Seraphine looked up at the empty village, with an inexplicable look on her face.

Only those who go to the extreme on a road and are willing to practice it with their lives are qualified to be called masters. They are the most powerful existence under demigods.

She even knows now that if she wants to achieve demigodhood by herself, she must at least bear the souls and wishes of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

The road ahead is clear, but it makes her a little melancholy.

As if knowing her current state, Grid turned and asked: "How is it, did you find what you want from those memories?"

Seraphini came back to her senses, her face showed a serious expression, and she nodded seriously:

"I found it, just as I expected, Isolde and Viego were full of doubts from the moment they met."