I'm not a magician

"We... are all dead."

When Ivan heard this, he was puzzled and frightened: "Why? How is it possible? Didn't the angels notice your abnormality?"

The little undead shook his head, bit his lip and said nothing.

Ai Wen suddenly remembered: "Wait, isn't there another person who is okay? Didn't you say that he is still being corroded by dark magic? What does he know?"

"What's the use of asking so much, just go in and have a look." Aiwen's series of questions didn't get answers from the little undead, but Saint Keli became impatient.

She turned over and got off the monster's back, took out the staff, and looked back in the direction of the little undead: "But before I go in, I have a question, what else are you hiding from us?"

Her eyes fell on the face of the little undead, but she also reflected Ji Chi's figure into her pupils. For a moment, Ji Chi suddenly felt that this question was also aimed at him.

Seeing that the little undead couldn't hide it any longer, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it: "The ones who have been corroded are not considered human beings..."

Saint Kelly frowned.

"He's still an angel."

St. Claire turned to face him abruptly: "What are you talking about?! A fallen angel?!!"

The little undead was anxious, waved his hands and said: "No, brother Lei Ze hasn't fallen yet, he just needs a lot of bright elements."

Sheng Keli didn't want to listen anymore. She was about to go back with the monster. She walked for a while and saw that Aiwen and Ji Chi hadn't moved. She looked at them in disbelief: "Aren't you leaving? Are you staying to die?"

As the angels favored by the God of Light, this race has a small population, but they are proficient in light magic from birth, and their combat power has always been at the top of the Demon Sword Continent.

The powerful light magic power isolates them from the harm of dark magic. However, once the angels fall and the extreme light turns into extreme darkness, it will be an inevitable disaster.

"That's a fallen angel! Do you know what that means?" St. Keli was about to laugh angrily at the two melons, and she reached out and pointed at them one by one, "Let's not say it's a junior magician and a repeater. , Even if Professor Joseph is here, he must obediently go back and find the dean!"

Aiwen shrank his neck from her yelling, and defended in a low voice: "Didn't it mean that he hasn't fallen yet..."

St. Keli's sharp eyes swept over, and she smiled mockingly: "Hey, Mr. Ivan still has a way to stop an angel from falling? Have you figured out all the problems that the kingdom of angels has studied so far?"

Aiwen pursed his lips and said nothing, but he didn't intend to leave. His small eyes wandered between the village and St. Keli, as if he wanted to enter the village but was afraid of being scolded.

Ji Chi sighed, and got off the monster with the little undead in his arms: "It's already here, let's go in and have a look, and..."

Ji Chi narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the village: "Since you are still our senior, you can't just ignore it like this?"

"Senior..." Ai Wen was stunned for a long time before he dug out the name Lei Ze from his memory. His eyes widened, "I remembered! The repeater of the two elements of thunder and light in the tavern!"

"It turned out to be him...how did it become like this..." Ai Wen's tone was low, with an indescribable regret, as if he saw a brilliant light suddenly dimmed.

Ji Chi put his hand on the thin and cold shoulder of the little undead: "Well, since he hasn't completely fallen, this village is safe for the time being, right?"

Ji Chi said while recalling the plot. When he came to this village under the entrustment of the Holy Knights, the undead here had become attacking undead without mind. The fallen angel of the boss also completely lost his mind. Just start attacking.

Therefore, the current timeline is before Lei Ze's complete degeneration, and the little undead spent so much time looking for the light element, it should be trying to delay Lei Ze's degeneration.

Unfortunately, knowing the ending, Ji Chi's eyes moved. The pure white angel will eventually fall, and the peaceful village will eventually perish.

This is the NPC fate engraved on the main line.

Seeing that they insisted on entering the village, Sheng Keli didn't say anything anymore, but she didn't leave either. She quietly looked at Ji Chi's back, let go of the rein of the monster in her hand, and followed in the direction of the village. walked over.

When passing by Ji Chi, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and said in a low voice, "You have been doing it on purpose since last night. I believe you are not someone who is looking for death, but I hope you can be honest."

Ji Chi closed his eyes slightly, and sighed in his heart. Sure enough, the plot of forced walking would still seem too deliberate, but there was no way. To understand the hidden truth, he had to actively change some nodes.

Ji Chi didn't regret it, instead he became excited. Will the fate of the fallen angel be reversed by him?

Due to the connection with the kingdom of angels, Bean Village has a small population, but it is considered a wealthy small village.

The village at the edge of the forest was surrounded by a solid wooden wall, it was difficult to see the situation inside from the outside, and one could only feel an ominous aura surging.

The village was dead silent, although the houses and paths were neat and tidy, but there were no traces of recent activities.

St. Kelly walked in the front, holding the staff with a condensed face, a bright light condensed in the staff, which seemed out of place in the thick black elements.

The little undead felt very uncomfortable seeing them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy. He bit his lower lip, broke away from Ji Chi's hand, and ran forward.

He yelled as he ran, "Everyone! I brought back the Light Mage! They are here to help us!"

He yelled repeatedly for a long time, stopped, looked back at St. Kelly, and cried a little: "Don't be afraid of us, we won't hurt you."

As soon as the voice fell, the doors of the houses beside the path were opened one by one, and the "villagers" came out of them. "They" turned towards Ji Chi and his party, just watching quietly, without making a sound or saying anything. action.

Aiwen stared blankly at the "villagers" in front of him. He understood Orion's description of "there are living things, but they are definitely not living people" in an instant.

The villagers in front of them can no longer be regarded as human beings. Their bodies are only stumped limbs. Some of them are standing on the ground with the remaining half of their bodies, some are with their heads hanging in the air, and some even have only A palm or a forearm was lowered, dangling in the void.

"Inferior undead." St. Kelly frowned.

This is the lowest branch of the undead, and it is generally formed by ordinary people who cannot bear too strong dark elements, and part of their bodies are corroded and smashed.

Lower-level undead are not intelligent monsters. They should only know how to chase fresh flesh and blood, but the undead in front of them now obviously still have human consciousness.

A group of people walked in the middle of the village path, and the broken undead hid in the shadows and watched them. The cool morning wind rolled through the eaves, leaving a long lingering sound hovering in the village, like the voice of the undead. elegy.

This should have been a chilling scene, but somehow there was a trace of sadness.

The staff held by St. Claire gradually lowered, quietly observing the undead.

Her gaze inadvertently rested on a girl with half of her face left. The girl was staring blankly at St. Kelly under the sun, and suddenly noticed her gaze, and hurriedly turned her head to the side, covering half of her beautiful face. Expose the black gap in the face.

Seeing this, the Undead uncle next to the girl stretched his arms around her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be sad, our Anna is still the most beautiful..."

St. Kelly turned her head away and put down her staff completely. A faint anger ignited in her eyes, and she stepped forward firmly.

The little undead led them to the only stone building in the center of the village. It was a small but solemn and gorgeous chapel.

He pushed open the heavy solid wooden door of the church, and the first thing he saw was the compassionate and holy statue of the God of Light in front of the church.

The material of the statue is a smooth stone like white jade. Sunlight shines in through the complicated rose windows, covering the statue with a layer of divinity.

However, the figure directly below the statue completely destroyed the holy scenery in the church.

The fallen angel was sleeping at the feet of the God of Light, and the four wings spread out covered half of the auditorium. On the thick wings, half of the wings were shining with pure white light, and the other half was covered with intense darkness.