The last 2000 yuan

After two months, Perennial left the seaside cottage.

A small crab climbed onto a high rock, and angrily waved its big claws at the back of the perennial.

This damned little bastard, he successfully separated him from the main consciousness of Alpha, and kept his unique soul. In the future, he will never be affected by the main alpha again, and he did not turn him into an idiot. He has completed all the necessary Conditions, however!

The little bastard must have put his soul in the body of a dying crab out of revenge.

The perennial back completely disappeared and could not be seen.

The little crab hung down its big pincers in frustration.

A chuckle came from nowhere.

The little crab is also helpless, from now on he will be a good aquarium.Damn, he doesn't know much about aquatic magic.

He walks briskly all the year round, and in the past two months, not only has he thoroughly mastered the soul-type magic and soul knowledge that the half-old Alpha knew, he has also mastered more Alpha's secrets.

The other party was very surprised at his learning speed, and couldn't believe that he could learn and master so much knowledge within two months. Soul knowledge was originally the most difficult of all magic.

Naturally, it is impossible to tell the other party that he has a learning experience room that can increase the time multiplier and allow him to simulate and use it unlimited times.

Compared with these soul-like magic and knowledge, what he is more happy all the year round is that he found the place where the Alpha main body arranged the interplanetary teleportation array from the semi-old Alpha's subconscious.

The teleportation array should not have been destroyed. If he could find it, he might be able to go to Earth through that teleportation array.

I have contacted Buping through the soul contract several times throughout the year, but I can't always get in touch. The contract connection is still there, but Buping has not responded.

This makes Niannian very worried. Although he knows that injustice is very strong, it is instinctive to worry about his lover. No matter how strong he is, he can't help but wonder if the other party is hungry or thirsty, hot or cold, or No injuries, will not be deceived and so on.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped.

Before he left the seaside hut, he followed the road on the cliff, climbed the cliff, and walked into the vast land like a plain.

There is no obvious road here, yellow sand is everywhere, a little green shadow can be seen in the distance, and there are some small undulating hills that are not very high.

The reason why he stops all the year round is because he saw a large number of lying corpses in the yellow sand, and all races have

These corpses were very fresh, as if they had just died. There were no obvious wounds on their bodies, and they were not shriveled. They all died as if they fell to the ground suddenly.

Take out the small white bugs hidden in the space all the year round.

He didn't know that this kind of worm was called a soul worm until he learned the knowledge of the semi-old Alpha.

Soul worms can be raised, and what they eat is spiritual power. The sauce before was the embodiment of half-old Alpha's spiritual power.

The person who raises the soul worm can control the soul worm through mental power.A long time ago, some magic apprentices used soul worms to manipulate living people in order to cheat money and resources. They mixed soul worms into food for the target to eat, and then manipulated the soul worm into the brain of the target.

In addition to being able to control living creatures, soul worms are also open to dead creatures.

As long as the corpse is not completely decomposed, as long as the nerve conduction can still be used, the soul worm entering the brain of the dead creature can activate the conduction nerve of the body, thus causing a terrifying phenomenon of resurrection of the dead.

The soul worms landed on these corpses, and after a while, several corpses got up.

I haven't been in close contact with these corpses all year round, but let these corpses circle around, stretch their arms, and unbutton their clothes for him to see.

Dead people, grotesque movements, silent pantomime, the only beholder.

It was also fortunate that no one was around. If anyone saw such a scene, they would not know how scared they would be.

A dead person is a dead person after all, as the body begins to rot, some nerve conduction also loses its function, which makes the corpse manipulated by the soul worm move very strangely, and it does not look like a normal person at first glance.

What's more, the faces of these dead people seemed to have been subjected to extreme fear, and their expressions were abnormally distorted, making you afraid to take a second look at the first glance.

I have been looking for the cause of these people's death all the year round, but just looking at the appearance, these people seem to have died of extreme fear, commonly known as scared to death.There are no special lines or marks on the body surface of these corpses. Judging from their skin texture, they are ordinary people living in humid areas.

If Ahmirari has many tests, just like the semi-old Alpha before, he not only brought him danger, but also brought him knowledge.So what kind of test do these dead people represent, what kind of knowledge is hidden in the dark?

Leading these corpses controlled by soul worms into the deeper wilderness all the year round.

The desert-like wasteland is gravel, and then sporadic weeds.

There are corpses everywhere along this road, all of them seem to have just died, but they are no longer without any defects like the batch of corpses he brought. Some were blackened as if they were poisoned, and some... died in various ways.

He hasn't used soul worms for many years, and he hasn't figured out what's going on here, but seeing so many corpses, he has a little guess.

Death, corpses, magic, what do you associate with these things?

Dark magic, undead magic.

The footsteps have been stopped all year round. The key point of undead magic is that there are undead, and here are all corpses. Where are their undead?

Even if the souls have dissipated and returned to the world, these people seem to have just died, and even if the souls of the newly dead dissipate, there will still be remnants.

But he didn't feel it at all. With his current control over soul magic, this is almost impossible.

If it is not undead magic, then what is the dark magic related to corpses?

Taking steps again all the year round, he seems to be observing his surroundings, but his mind is actually running at extreme speed.

A dead body, a freshly dead body, a freshly dead body without a soul... what does it represent?

Undead also need a body, otherwise even the most powerful undead will dissipate. When the undead reach a certain level, they will start to pursue a body, even if it is a skeleton body, and then try to reincarnate into a lich.

According to the perennial understanding, the lich is actually a conscious zombie... Wait!Perennial mind brightened, he knew, knew what these corpses wanted to tell him.

This is the essence of magic, and it is also the essence of all creatures in the world, life and death, soul and body.

When he learns soul magic, he can easily transfer a dead or living creature into a dead body.So in turn, what can he do with the dead shell?

No, it is not for him to use the corpse like an empty shell, but for him to understand what it means to go from death to life!

He has been slightly excited all the year round, and if his predictions are correct, if he continues walking, he will see his body begin to decay, his body will turn into white bones, and the white bones will turn into mud, and along the way, the plants, trees, insects, birds, and animals will become more and more prosperous.

In order to confirm what I thought, I accelerated my pace all the year round.

That's right, the farther he went, the more the corpse decayed, and the plants on the side of the road became more vigorous. He also saw the corpse of the tree man.

And as he walked farther, the green became more and more. In the originally silent wilderness, the sound of insects and birds appeared, and occasionally small animals could be seen shuttling in the grass.

The living beings die and the corpses rot, but the rotten corpses turn into nutrients and nourish other living beings.

Perennial laughed, he didn't know what the tree people wanted them, the testers, to learn in Ahmila, maybe his view of the corpse just now wasn't the correct answer, but he did find his own way from it.

He had always believed that the blood of the undead was too domineering, and any race that intermarried with the undead would eventually become an undead, so psychologically, he always "give way" to other races, as if he believed in the existence of the undead Just like the most overbearing source of infection.

He also really thinks that the undead should not be allowed to expand too much, and that all races should stand together in the world.

But why is it necessary to win the world's "good" view of the undead by shrinking, avoiding, and trying not to intermarry with other races?

Is it not good to leave everything to the laws of nature?

The undead can develop as they want. As for intermarriage and bloodline issues, are the elves originally elves? What is their origin?And the first ancestor of orcs must be orcs?Including the tree people, didn't they develop from a single cell?

So the so-called racial issue is nothing but mediocrity.

The combination of close relatives is easy to give birth to demented children or deformed people. In the same way, is it really good for people of the same race to marry all the time?

It is said that the blood of the undead is domineering, but after so many generations of multi-race intermarriage, is the new undead really the original undead?

It has been thoroughly figured out all the year round, the overbearing bloodline of the undead may be related to its ability to absorb the advantages of other races.

After the undead are combined with other races, it looks like they are still undead, but in fact they are no longer the original undead.

"Are you trying to tell me that the undead are the correct direction of evolution in this world?" Perennial smiled, "Maybe I guessed wrong, but thank you for letting me clear my mind, I know what to do in the future."

A large tree stood on the top of a distant hill, and there was another large tree on another hill.

Every huge mountain here has a special tree.

There are also grasslands and seasides.

The leaves of these trees move without wind, as if they are talking.

"This kid wants to develop the undead. Should he be allowed to stay, or should he be thrown out?"

"Each consciousness enters Ahmila to see and experience different things. He feels that we are telling him, but in fact it is only he himself who wants such an answer."

"Strange, why did he see so many corpses?"

"I think he is very suitable for undead magic, but he is obviously full of light."

"He awakened non-attribute magic."

"Someone taught him how to switch magic attributes, and that method was our tree-human race."

"I feel the breath of several acquaintances on him." Laughter sounded.

"Related households, then don't drive him out, let's see what else he can learn."

Chang Nian had just taken a step, and he could see clearly that the front was ordinary grass, but when he stepped down, he unexpectedly came to a vast dark space.

I haven't heard a laugh all year round, that laugh is saying: "Hey, you are not asking him to learn something, you are simply opening the back door, okay?"

He has been ignorant of this all year round, and he is looking at this new dark space.

The ground is not solid soil, and the sky is not an ellipsoid.

Rolling thick fog is everywhere on the ground, just like the effect caused by countless dry ice.

There are also large groups of dense fog in the sky, and these dense fogs can be gathered together, and they can also disintegrate at any time.

Feeling cold all the year round, but also kind.

He barely paused, and switched the magic attribute to darkness.

Now even more intimacy.

Bending down all the year round, fingers draw a stream of mist from the thick fog floating and rolling on the ground.

The mist writhed on his finger, and he didn't know what the mist felt, and it wrapped around his finger.

"The undead of the undead?" He asked tentatively all the year round.

"...you...are...who?" Misty seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was very slow.

"I'm also an undead, you should feel it, right?" Perennial said with a smile.

The mist lingered around Perennial's fingers, as if feeling: "That's right, you are... undead, you are... one of us."

Surrounded all year round: "Here are the undead souls of the undead? Where is this?"

"I don't know..." Fog really didn't know, "We came here after we died...Probably. The undead...will always attract each other, even dead souls...the same. Wait, thoroughly... . . . serenity and death."

So many undead souls!A bold idea popped up in my mind before I knew where this place was all the year round.

"I have a request. The reason why I came here is because my undead have encountered a great disaster, and we need help."