To Burris The Spellcaster And His Family Dependent

The Bone Maharaja opened his eyes.

This place is different from what he remembered. In his impression, Heihu Divine Realm is an endless black ocean, the water surface is calm, the sky is gloomy, and the empty space is disturbing.

And now, he is standing in a gray Gobi. The sky is still very gloomy, and the surroundings are still empty and quiet, but there is no trace of "lake water" here.

He couldn't help wondering, could it be that the thinness of the plane was wrong? Could it be that Yylil did not find the Black Lake at all, but an unknown and strange plane?

He closed his eyes, calmed his heartbeat, and used his skin and breath to sense the whole world... No, the thin spot on the plane was not in the wrong position. This place is the Black Lake. Heihu has no house number and no welcome station. He can perceive it with his soul. This is indeed his birthplace.

Opening his eyes again, he realized the changes in himself. He changed back to his original form, with devil horns, skulls, fire in his eyes, tall body and black scales... His hands became so hard that they were not suitable for hugging soft humans at all. Even if they were just holding hands, he had to Be careful not to use too much force, otherwise human slender fingers will not be able to bear it...

Thinking of this, he settled down. His human mage was in his arms, hugged by him, with his head resting on his shoulder, his eyes half-open and half-closed, a little lost because of the backward fall.

The maharaja held the mage and stood blankly for a long time, until the mage squirmed in his arms.

"No..." Burris looked at the sky in a daze, "Is this really the Black Lake?"

Lot said: "It should be. But the Heihu in my impression is not like this. Wait a minute, let me think..." He recalled the contents of "The Chronicles of the Midnight", which contains many records about the Heihu God Realm. , But the description of the terrain is very vague, "Uh, I am not sure, maybe I remembered it wrong... Maybe there is no absolute form here."

Burris also read "The Chronicles", he also wanted to find some clues from the corner of his mind to judge whether the situation here is normal...but he can't remember it, those two ancient books are too much, It was too heavy, and he had a headache when he remembered.

Lot asked: "Burris, you humans can't remember the picture of your newborn, right?"

"Of course, the baby's eyesight is extremely poor, and the brain is not well developed."

"That's it," Lott said. "I used to think that Black Lake is a lake, just like the sea... I probably remembered it wrong. At that time I was just a bunch of energy, I didn't even have a stable body, and my eyesight was sure. Worse than a baby. I never came back later, at most I just dreamed of seeing here."

Burris looked around. "So, in fact,'Black Lake' is not a lake?"

Religious texts and the ancient "Chronicles" both say that the Black Lake is liquid, and that the souls of the deceased must first pass through the Black Lake and wash away their sins in the lake before they can reach the Hall of the Dead and receive a peaceful and eternal sleep. The deeper the sinners, the slower they go and the deeper they sink, and the unforgivable will continue to fall in the lake, not knowing how long they can rise...Because the evil in their souls is too heavy, it is difficult to get to the other side. .

If the Black Lake is not a lake, but a desolate Gobi, how can the souls of sinners "sink"? How to "clean"?

Thinking of this, Burris suddenly realized: "Is it because... I am a living person?"

"What do you mean?"

"Uh... can you let me down first."

"No," Lott said, "I don't want to let you down. You speak your thoughts first."

"I'm not injured, I can stand by myself. I was a little uncomfortable just now because of Odette, but now I am fine.

Lott asked: "Why are you coming down? Is it because I look a bit ugly? Or because my arm is too hard and it hurts you?"

"No..." Burris blushed inexplicably.

"If it's not, why are you in a hurry? Let me hold you for a while." Lot insisted, "I have been forced to enter the Black Lake helplessly, so let me comfort myself. You continue to talk about the topic just now. , What happened to you being a living person?"

Burris sighed and had to cooperate. Although he did not understand the logic of the maharaja. He said: "The book says what the soul of the dead will be like, but I am not the dead. I am not only alive, but I have a complete body. Maybe only the energy body and the soul can see the lake, while the gods and the living can see. , Is another form of this face."

Luo Feature nodded: "It makes sense. No wonder the Black Lake guard and the purgatory monarch can toss here for a long time. If it is really an endless lake, would they be soaked in the water every day..."

Burris sighed: "When they run out of power and become ordinary souls, they will see the lake..."

"Then what shall we do now?" Lot asked.

Burris said: "If you want to go out, you can only inherit the power of Black Lake and become the new master of God's Domain. Otherwise, we can only be trapped here forever until the power is exhausted and become souls."

Lott took two steps with the mage casually, and the scenery on all sides of the Gobi was similar. "Illil has to get me here, what benefit can he get?"

"I probably understand his purpose," Burris said. "Before I was thrown in, my analytical magic circle had basically run out... That's it. The black ice cones are a kind of physical spell cluster. It has three Parallel functions, first, play the simplest role of restraint, allowing the three creations to accept all spells honestly; second, strengthening the power attributes of the creators so that they can radiate power without reservation; third, A trigger spell is implanted in their bodies in advance. When something happens, the three creatures will start to execute the preset commands regardless of their state..."

"What command were they planted?" Lot asked.

"A creation is the'anchor' of the true God, my lord," Burris said. "As long as there is a creation, the true God can enter and leave the realm and the world at will. If there is no creation, even if the demigod inherits the power and becomes the true god, he will be trapped in the gods. You are not allowed to leave within the domain. You have known this a long time ago, so you were tempted to find Black Lake, right."

"Yes, but I'm now..." Lott paused and pondered, and said honestly, "Actually... I told a little lie before. I said to Iriel that I don't want Black Lake anymore. It was just on purpose. Annoy him. I still want to come to some extent... I have been thinking about this for too many years, and it is not so easy to give up, but I hate being coerced into doing things, and I prefer to achieve my goals slowly by myself. So, why on earth does Yylil want I inherit Black Lake? What command did he plant for Odette and them?"

Burris said: "What he implanted is not a new order, just let them play the role of an'anchor'. After you succeed in inheriting the Black Lake, the creations will start calling you and forcibly pulling you back into the world. Even if you If you want to stay in the Black Lake, you can’t do it either. This forced call will generate tremendous power, and at the same time it will bring you back, it will also tear a gap in the plane...At that time, the Black Lake and the world will no longer be isolated. But in direct contact with each other..."

Lott finished saying for him: "This is not good. There are elements of God's Domain in the Black Lake, as well as the power of the undead that has been accumulated for thousands of years... This is a place where evil is deposited. If the Black Lake is poured into the world, the effect will be It’s like spreading the plague into the city...even worse than the plague. I still don’t quite understand, what good is this for Yylil? Does he think he can control the power in the Black Lake?"

Burris said: "He can't, but he has Odette. Odette's body and soul are occupied by him. As long as Odette can control things, he can control it. Then if you want Fight him, I'm afraid he can't ask for it."

"No! He was wrong here!" Lot said, "He thinks Odette has the power of God's Domain, so he can naturally sort out the power of the Black Lake for him... But he was wrong! Odette could not do it. !"

Burris asked him why, and he explained: "When Odette sorts out the elements, he uses the most ‘normal’ and ‘main’ elements in the plane as the standard, and sorts out the many elements into a uniform and peaceful state..."

"I understand." Burris frowned, "When the Black Lake falls into the world, Odette will only use the Black Lake as a basis to sort out the elements... This will turn the world into the plane of the undead! The world will no longer Suitable for living people, life will directly transform from life to death... Moreover, Illil and Odette are also'living creatures'. In the end, they themselves will not escape a disaster..."

Lott sneered and said, "Isn't it? Illil didn't want to understand this at all. He even dared to imagine ruling the dead in the world..."

Burris said: "At that time, Illil has no self-awareness. After a living thing is naturally transformed into a dead soul, it is impossible to retain the personality of the life before. Anyone who can retain consciousness is because he passed through before his life. Casting spells, such as the mage can transform himself into a lich, can transfer the soul to a young bald man without ears... all these can be achieved, because these are arcane effects. However, without human intervention, naturally The formed necromancers can’t retain their personal personality. The most obvious example is that we necromancers can evoke corpses. No matter what their identities were, they will have no mind after being awakened."

Lot asked: "If the Black Lake descends on the world, and the living people are directly transformed into death, this is also a natural phenomenon? Doesn't it count as human intervention?"

"Yes, because it's not arcane," Burris said, "Of course, the transformation takes some time, and it can't be done in an instant. People may still be struggling every few days..."

Lott's hands shook suddenly. Burris clasped him subconsciously, and he steadied his hands again, and finally did not throw Burris off.

"What's the matter?" Burris asked, "Seriously, you should let me down...what's the point of this..."

"Just... just now what we said..." The flame in Lott's eyes shrank into a small point.

"I want you to let me down..."

"No, not this. What we were talking about just now is that if the Black Lake descends on the world, living things will gradually be transformed into dead spirits..."

"That's it..."

Lott stared at the mage in his arms: "You said something earlier... You said, we can't see the lake because we..."

Because they are living creatures. Only the dead souls can see the lake. Gods and living people can see another form of the black lake.

And...in the Black Lake, living things will gradually transform into dead spirits, and then lose their personalities.

Both of them fell silent. After a while, Lott asked: "Otherwise, you quickly think of a spell... Didn't you say that arcane spells can retain the consciousness of the soul?"

Burris shook his head slowly and said, "No...I didn't prepare. Those spells are very troublesome, so you can't cast them empty-handed..."

"What should I do... I can't kiss you... I don't have a spell that can help you..." Lott lowered his head in annoyance. Since his power has deteriorated, he can't save human beings who are dying, nor can he cure the existing injuries, and now he can't help Burris at all.

If he does not inherit the Black Lake and stays here forever, his mage will slowly change from a living person to a dead spirit. At that time, maybe he was still looking at the desolate land, and the mage would disappear from his arms and merge into the lake that he could not see.

If he inherits the Black Lake, he will be pulled back into the world by his creation. At that time, everything will be eroded and transformed, and no life will escape. Even if he killed Odette cruelly, he couldn't stop all of this...

Lott kept his head down just now, and the ghost in his eyes became small and dark, and now he suddenly raised his head, the ghost suddenly became brighter.

Burris felt his arms tighten again. At this moment, his heart sank and he couldn't care about embarrassment.

Lott said: "Burris, I have a way... but I don't know if I can succeed or how to describe it... Would you like to believe me and let me try it?"

Burris took a few deep breaths and said, "Just do what you want. God's Domain is not something that a human wizard can control. Here, everything is up to you."

"I...I'm afraid I still have to inherit the Black Lake. Burris, you have to come with me, and..."

"what?"

"I don't want to put you down...because I'm a little scared. Holding you like this will make me feel better."

Burris looked at the skull face covered with black scales. He and the Bone Maharaja are outside the world, and there are only two of them in the world.

He leaned his head against the bone maharajah's neck, gritted his teeth, and said the following.

"My lord... I am also very scared. Things are completely different from what I expected... To tell you, I was quite confident when I was on the altar. I thought, now Yrel is nothing at all, beside me. With you and allies under the tower, things will definitely be resolved smoothly... But now, I don't know what to do, I..."

Lott turned his face and gently touched the mage's forehead. He said softly: "It doesn't matter, just trust me. You have done everything you need to do, now it's my turn."

Burris looked down and nodded.

So Lot began to walk in a certain direction. Standing from the original position, the same scenery appeared in all directions, and when he walked out more than a dozen steps, a hazy greenery suddenly rose up in front of him, like a mirage on a desert on earth.

He walked towards the mirage with firm steps. This is where he was born, as long as he wants to, he can sense what he wants to find.