All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 362 The remnant soul echoes

"interesting."

"I have never seen such a strange phenomenon. The undead creatures are absorbing the power of the elements, and the natural spirit should not allow this to happen."

"The high probability is that there is a living person like me as a relay station, which balances the positive and negative energies and covers up the breath of death. The natural spirit will not be able to detect it."

The three of Linde clicked their tongues around the undead.Mia's corpse was vivid, nothing but dull eyes, otherwise it would be no different from a living person.

"She's bleeding." Doric noticed dark gray blood oozing from Mia's left wrist.

These are undead blood formed by negative energy mixed with water elements. They are toxic in themselves and will cause certain necrosis damage to those who come into contact. The undead blood drips on the ground, and the vegetation quickly withers, and the soil fertility is lost and becomes hardened.

Lind saw Mia's bleeding wound and lowered his eyelids slightly. He recalled how the succubus Pencheska extracted the girl's blood bit by bit. This was an unpleasant past.

He sighed, put on his deerskin gloves, and dug out an earthworm from the ground. The earthworm stained with the blood of the undead was like a black thread, twisting in pain. Linde used the earthworm as a suture to sew up the wound on Mia's wrist. Undead creatures are not suitable for most healing spells, and positive energy is almost like poison to them.

Warlocks use the technology of creating stitched corpses. Frankenstein and the abominations in World of Warcraft are all stitched corpses.

The wounds that were simply sutured, combined with the necromantic magic of [Granulation Regeneration], actually stopped bleeding, and the healing effect was amazing.

Blood is the most basic component of body circulation in living things, and it is also the sacred liquid that represents vitality in mysticism.

There should be no blood in Mia's body. The undead do not need blood. Their vitality is maintained by magical energy and negative energy. At this time, Mia's body was refilled with blood, which was of great significance. It had begun to develop towards a higher form of undead creatures.

The combination of undead and natural force is really eye-opening.

When Linde was at Winterhold College, he studied necromancy for a period of time, but he was not specialized in it.Among the members of Gaotami's appointment, necromancers only accounted for a very small part.Fortunately, Linde's understanding of the root of magic can also explain the phenomenon in front of him.

"Naturally includes the process of destruction and death, Mia has a chance to become the first necromancer druid in Tianyu Kingdom."

Doric suddenly had some doubts about life.

"Impossible, how could the power of nature be controlled by a twisted undead creature? It's a fantasy, and the natural spirit will not allow this to happen!" The tiefling girl muttered, rubbing the devil's horns on her forehead. He looked uneasy.

Linde shook his head and denied Doric's statement.

"The undead are neither recognized by the natural spirits nor accepted by the natural gods. They are like a bankrupt with a discredited reputation. No organization is willing to hire them, so they cannot be infused with the magic of the wilderness."

Linde's mind turned, and he had an overview of the idea of ​​the undead druid in his mind.

He said softly: "Legendary animals either die, or take the initiative to elementalize, and the scattered thinking strings gather to form natural spirits. They have a strong affinity for nature, but they do not represent nature itself. Undead creatures are regarded as evil that distorts nature. ethnic groups, but the laws of nature tolerate this distortion, otherwise necromancy would not work at all.

"If you want the undead to become a druid, you only need to conceive the spirit of the undead first, and the dementor is also one of them."

Doric shook his head violently, "You can't do this! This will break the balance! The druids of the undead will destroy the world of the living!"

This tiefling girl is very prophetic, and the dripping undead blood proves her intuition.

The power of nature controlled by the undead druid is the product of distortion by negative energy. It can transform the natural environment to make it suitable for undead creatures, while living creatures will become extinct. It can be said to be very vicious. The plague spell of the undead druid can create undead natural disasters, causing endless harm.

"Don't be nervous. I'm very aware of the dangers of the Undead Druid." Lind casually talked about the terrifying sights of the Undead Jedi and the Undead Scourge, which frightened the Druid girl until she turned pale.

"...Many years ago, in Cyre, the lich Sazastan released a large-scale necromancy, turning tens of thousands of people gathered into undead creatures. The Cyre people who escaped by chance were also marked The brand of Sazastan, wandering in a foreign land, will always be discriminated against."

"Then stop doing this!"

"Relax, Mia will be resurrected after all. The undead spirit is just a hypothesis. Actually creating a new profession is not that simple."

Doric was on guard, "That won't work either. What if you really find out what to do? You spellcasters are the best at making trouble!"

Not to mention the reputation of spellcasters in Faerûn, pure monsters and ghosts are.

"But after all, I still need to practice the way of druidry. Who else is willing to share their soul with me except Mia? Are you right, Mia?"

The undead Mia's face was expressionless, her eyes suddenly moved, she looked at the magician, and made a difficult sound in her throat: "De-de Lin..."

Her tone was as cold as a banshee asking for her life.

"She's alive!" Stan and Doric were both shocked.

"No, it's just that part of the remnant soul became active under stimulation. When the elemental power in her body is exhausted, she will return to her original state. Mia, I'm here, don't be afraid."

"De-Lin-is the best." The eyes of the undead Mia showed confusion and stupidity, like a child, holding the corner of Lind's clothes.

Doric was silent for a moment and asked softly: "How did she become like this? Ah, I'm just asking casually, no need to explain."

Linde's reaction was very flat. He patted the succubus' head on his waist, "The demon killed her."

Pause.

"I'm late."

Doric praised appreciatively: "You are already amazing, like a hero."

"I'm not a hero, I'm just..." Warlock Linde said softly, "A nice guy who isn't so enthusiastic."

Doric held out his hand to him, "Okay then, good man, I'm willing to trust you for a while."

"Ok?"

"I'll telepathically communicate with you."

"Is this a compromise you made to avoid the appearance of undead druids?" Linde laughed, and then lightly held the front of Tiefling girl's palm, "I will remember your help. Doric, This is my promise."

The two attempted telepathy for the first time in the moonlight, with Doric holding the Infinity Scepter.

The moment the spell was successfully released, Doric almost immediately felt a heavy cold current sweeping across the cerebral cortex, and then all her senses were taken over by this cold current.

She asked uneasily in her heart: "De Lin, is that you?"

"It's me. Let's get started."

The magic power of the wilderness began to surge, and through the link between the two, the pure breath of life was poured into the infinite scepter.

The silver-cast scepter flowed like quicksilver, roots sprouted at the end of the scepter, and the head of the scepter began to fork.

A sacred tree began to grow.

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