Chapter 182: Souls from Another World! Resurrection of the Dead

Canyang City is not on land, it is a suspended island located on the border of a large strait.

Although Canyang City is biased towards the inheritance of warlocks, warlocks also cost money, and the resources consumed are huge, and the demand for magic materials is also not small. So they noticed the plane caravan formed by Xiao En very early, but they did not take action until today.

The title of Witch King originated from the world of Catastrophe Sunset.

Because it was the Primordial Warlock who created the Witch Kings, and the Dark Age relied on the power of this inheritance to build the seven Witch King Cities.

——"With the power of magic and psychic energy, you will become a true god!"

In its heyday, the Catastrophe Sun could control the energy of the sun, and most of the organisms on the entire planet have special genetic factors that allow them to gain certain psychic talents.

Before the Witch Kings completely drained the life force of the entire planet, that world maintained a fairly high level of civilization.

In the weird kingdom, the seven Witch King Cities have not annexed each other, so their strength should not be much different. Given Amon's character, if the Abyss City was more powerful, he would have annexed them long ago.

despair!
After reaching the cooperation, the blood elf snapped his fingers, and the next second a teleportation array appeared on the ground, followed by teams of soldiers and golem puppets appearing in front of everyone. The most eye-catching one was a tall silver-white golem with extremely smooth metal lines, and countless ancient runes were engraved on the armor on its surface.

——Mithril Golem [Large Construct] [Creation of the Ancient Elves] (CR 24)? !

The blood-colored elf looked a little arrogant and smiled, "To show our sincerity and to maintain the safety of this mine."

"Let us clean up the monsters nearby."

They have been eyeing Quin-To's plane caravan for some time. That strange caravan, which is composed of humans mixed with insect-men and monsters, often transports a large number of rare things, which can be seen at a glance that they are dug out from deep underground.

The astrologers of Canyang City tried to use divination, but all the results pointed to one name.

——Eamon.

After a period of careful consideration, the Warlock Council of Sunset City finally decided to cooperate. After all, Abyss City was also one of the seven Witch King Cities, and Amon's reputation was enough to make anyone sit down and negotiate.

in the crowd.

The blood elf seemed to be very interested in the members of the Holy Terra Church. She had been looking at the Terra priests who were mixed in the crowd.

At first, she also thought that this church was a cult organization, but as she got to know it more deeply, she found that things were not that simple, because those Terra priests really had divine grace. They were obviously not extraordinary people on the path of priests, but they could pray for "divine power" and "divine shield".

With the spread of the Church of Terra, more than a hundred thousand believers can already provide a certain amount of faith power to the will of Terra. Although they still cannot grant divine arts, they can still pray for a little bit of divine power through rituals.

According to Sean's estimation, after the number of believers reaches one million, the Will of Terra may be able to promote a true priest transcendent.

If priests appear, the divine magic system will be revived and a large number of healers will be born within the church.

not only that.

If divine magic really appears, then the ranger path will also gain the ability to cast spells. Currently, the ranger path mainly relies on strong physical fitness to fight, but after converting to Holy Terra, they will gain the ability to cast 1-4 level divine magic.

The magical civilization of the other world has two pillars. One is divine arts, and the source of power is the belief in gods; the other is arcane arts, and the source of power is the laws of the world. The extraordinary people in the grotesque kingdom have always walked on one foot.

What Xiao En needs to do now is to heal its lame leg.

The basic professions for divine spellcasters are priests, druids, paladins, and rangers. There are other advanced professions. Druids can directly believe in nature, so they can cast spells without the help of gods. However, if gods grant divine spells, the threshold for druids to advance will be further lowered. (12 points of perception is enough.)
What Canyang City values ​​most is the priest, and the priest's magic of 'Resurrection of the Dead'!
The law of death is in the hands of man.

So if a priest is born, can 'resurrection of the dead' also take effect?

This alone will allow the Church of Holy Terra to attract countless forces to cooperate, not to mention that they can also find countless minerals buried on this planet.

Regarding the research on 'resurrection of the dead', Sean has actually discussed it with Ms. Hecate. If the body is well preserved and the soul has not been corrupted into a 'soul shell', and the time of death is not long (no more than one day), there is a chance for direct resurrection of the dead.

As for the price, there is a high probability that one will drop down to the extraordinary level and have a permanent reduction in physical fitness.

In other different worlds, resurrection cannot be used because the gods of death disagree and it will disrupt the boundary between life and death. However, the weird country is already in such a terrible state, so what does it matter if a few people are resurrected?

Lady Hecate agreed in principle to the resurrection of the dead, but the Styx would automatically lead the souls, and if they were soaked in it for too long, they would have no memories after resurrection.

Because the laws of the world are different, those who are resurrected will most likely carry some curse, and becoming a cursed person is not necessarily a good thing.

Regarding resurrection, Sean and Ms. Hecate were both very cautious.

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Around the city. Necropolis.

In the pitch-black night, suddenly one of the graves trembled. The soil there was obviously filled in recently. A dirty, muddy, pale hand stretched out from the ground, and soon a human figure crawled out of the grave.

vomit!
It was a thin young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with dark brown hair, dull pupils, and a bewildered expression. He began to retch immediately after crawling out of the tomb. The cold wind made him shiver. After simply cleaning the dirt off his body, he seemed to realize something, looked at his palms, touched his face covered in dirt, and murmured, "Am I resurrected?"

"And turned into a human being?"

His brain was a mess, and Paver doubted whether his brain tissue was still intact because he had just picked a maggot out of his ear.

Fresh brain tissue was regenerating, but the exposed skin was still crawling with white maggots.

Pafu could not find any wounds on his body. It was as if when he was resurrected, some magical power repaired all the injuries on his body, even his damaged brain was completely restored.

"Where is this?"

Driven by hunger, Pav walked out of the cemetery. He suspected that if he stayed here any longer, he would become like the ghouls in the morgue and would not be able to resist digging out corpses and eating them.

"It's not the resurrection of the dead, and this isn't Sigil. It's a bit like the druid's reincarnation technique, but haven't the gods banned druids from reincarnating?"

"Even if I were resurrected, I would still be in the morgue."

Pafu staggered out of the cemetery. It was getting darker at night and there were no lights around. When he looked up, he could see some lights in the distance. It looked like there were people there. There was a large area of ​​shacks.

"What happened to this damn place? Why is there such a strong smell of death?"

In the distance there were ruins, as if they had been through a terrible war.

Paver felt that his mind was in a mess and he couldn't remember many things. It was as if someone had crushed his brains and put them back together. His head was still buzzing.

"correct!"

"I'm helping my master eliminate a potential competitor."

"I missed it."

"I am dead."

Pav seemed to recall something, some scenes before death, and the outline of his master. She was very tall, very, very tall, and often burst into thunderous rage when she was angry. That was the thing that frightened him the most.

Yes.

Owner!

His master is Zedara, a female Titan from Sigil. She was discovered pretending to be a god from another dimension and had to hide in Sigil. She might never be able to leave there for the rest of her life.

wrong!

Why did I fail?
Suddenly, Pav trembled all over. He thought of his master, who knew too many secrets. If even a little bit of those secrets were leaked, he would surely die.

So hungry!

Hunger made him unable to think, and he felt like he had been hungry for at least a week.

Paver staggered towards the fire ahead. His figure seemed to attract the attention of those people. Soon a burly man trotted over, supported Paver, and asked, "What happened?"

"need any help?"

The burly man looked like a warrior, his arms were strong and powerful. After seeing Pafu's appearance clearly, he was stunned for a moment, because Pafu's body was still covered with wet soil from the cemetery, and there were even a few live maggots on his arms.

Behind the man, a middle-aged woman screamed in horror: "It's Vicky! He's resurrected!..." The chaos was spreading.

People who had just experienced a disaster were filled with fear of the resurrection of the dead. Many people retreated in fear, and some even picked up weapons and asked in shock: "Has he turned into a zombie?"

At this time, Pafu also saw the burly man in front of him clearly.

For a moment, he froze in place, because he saw the vague outline reflected behind the burly man. It was not very clear, but he could see a ferocious pig face with sharp fangs as conspicuous as an orc. The reflection was behind the man, like a ghost attached to his body.

"What the hell is this? A demon? A vengeful spirit?"

Pafer stumbled and nearly fell, he was too weak. Fortunately, the burly man in front of him supported him, holding his arm tightly, staring at him with a pair of scarlet pupils, and there was a hint of excitement in his expression that made Pafer feel uneasy and frightened.

"Soul from another world." The man whispered in an excited voice.

Pav obviously didn't understand the other party's language, but he understood what the other party said. After being resurrected from death, he seemed to understand the language here inadvertently.

"Give me something to eat." Puff panted. He felt like he was starving to death.

The burly man was dressed a bit like a priest, but Pafo had never seen a warrior serving as a priest. Upon hearing this, he immediately carried Pafo up and said to the back, "He is not a zombie. He was resurrected by the grace of Holy Terra!"

"Praise Holy Terra! Go get some food."

The burly man carried him as if he were a chicken. After hearing what Father Terra said, the others were obviously relieved and someone handed him the leftover oatmeal porridge from the evening.

Paver took it and gobbled it up. He doubted whether there was anything in his stomach. The feeling of fullness made him more conscious.

"Thank you."

When Pav looked up, his whole body shuddered instantly. He saw many people here. Although they had human faces, in his field of vision, many of them were wrapped in translucent tentacles that seemed to be there and not there. Some of them had even merged with the tentacles. The strange purple-red tentacles extended from their spines, then climbed along their backs to their shoulders, and finally wrapped around their necks and squirmed slightly.

Damn!

What the hell is this place?!
Pafu is a native of Sigil. He has seen all kinds of mythical creatures, including liches, vampires, demons, angels, devils, Titans, etc. But today, after seeing the strange tentacles reflected behind these people, he couldn't help but feel a little spiritual shudder.

There must be something very scary here!

Those humans were all being leaned over by some unknown existence, but they were not aware of it at all, as if they were unaware that there were invisible tentacles wrapped around their bodies.

He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a moment, but before escaping, he had to know where this place was.

Demiplane?
Material plane?

Or is it some crystal wall system that I am not aware of?
Just as Pafu was lost in thought, the burly man next to him had already carried him on his back and was walking excitedly out of the slums. He had discovered a soul from another world, which could earn him a reward from the bishop, and perhaps he could be promoted directly from an apprentice priest to a formal priest.

"Put me down?! Where are you taking me?!" Paver said in horror.

Under the vast night.

Father Terra, who was more muscular than a warrior and could arm wrestle with orcs, carried him and ran all the way. As light appeared in front of him, Pafu also saw a ruined black spire, which looked a bit like a wizard tower. There were many such towers in Sigil.

Is this the territory of some powerful wizard?
Before Pafu could figure it out, a slightly hunched but tall figure appeared. One of his exposed arms was a mechanical arm. Such a body was rare and could only be seen in the underground black market. The robots of the Demon Tomb did not appear often, and most of the things on the black market were stuff bought from the Mechanical Realm of Clock Nirvana. One of his subordinates once even installed a mechanical eye on himself.

The cloudy pupils and ferocious face made him look like a demon. Even with the disguise of the Transformation Orb, Pafu could see the terrifying outline reflected behind him.

It was a phantom shrouded in darkness, like the legendary demon lord, with countless black tentacles extending from all around its cloak, swaying slightly with its breathing. The reflection of the soul looked down at him, its dark pupils were cold and lifeless, as if there was only a hunger to devour souls.

Pav even saw it pick up a maggot, no, it should be a soul worm, and put it into its mouth and chewed it.

This guy is even more evil!
Facing this guy, Pafu thought of the cultists who served the ancient evil creatures in the legend.

The figure opposite smiled and held out his hand, "Yvonne Tanner."

"Mechanic priest of the Holy Terra Church."

"Hello. Soul from another world."

"I know you have a lot of questions now, but don't worry, we will answer your questions soon."

"Come with me."

"I'll take you to see the Archbishop!"

A faint light of a teleportation array lit up, and regardless of whether Pafu was willing or not, the mechanical priest carried him directly into it.

The world is spinning.

When Pav regained consciousness, he was already in front of a tall tower, which seemed to be a newly built wizard tower.

The heavy door opened.

He saw two iron golems guarding the door, and Pav couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing familiar things, iron golems, wizard tower, this was the demiplane of a powerful wizard.

However, as soon as he took a step in, he froze in place.

He saw a huge black case with countless cables dancing like tentacles. Electric arcs were jumping between the cables. On the ground was a complex hexagram array with rune-like symbols engraved on it. Lightning was jumping in it, some of it was absorbed by the black case, and the rest was transmitted to the crystal energy pipes around the tower.

"Ancient...evil creature?!..." Pafu trembled instantly.

He didn't know what it was.

But that ghost thing gave him the feeling of a legendary ancient evil creature, which might even be more powerful than his master, the Titan Zedara.

"Soul from another world?"

"Interesting! Can you see my true form?"

Sealed Artifact No. 1 - Mechanical Brain danced with black cables and whispered faintly: "Another highly inspired soul from another world, it should be very useful!"

Yvonne Tanner carried Pavo into the tower's spiral staircase.

A few minutes later.

He stood quietly outside the laboratory and said respectfully, "Your Excellency the Bishop. The person has been brought here."

Pafu looked up tremblingly, he saw a laboratory, in the front was a crystal jar culture tank, inside was a naked handsome man, about twenty years old, his eyes were closed, only breathing, his whole body was immersed in nutrient solution.

In front of Pafu, another tall and slender figure slowly turned around, and he saw a handsome face that was almost exactly the same as the one in the crystal culture tank.

——Cloning!

One of the methods of resurrection used by powerful wizards, it cultivates a new body for resurrection.

At this moment, Pafu felt that it was so difficult to breathe, because he saw a rotating dark purple nebula reflected behind the powerful wizard opposite him. The outer layer was a translucent bubble, in which countless knowledge symbols were rotating like stars.

No creature in the past had ever given him such a terrifying feeling, and Pafu couldn't help but tremble all over just by looking at it. This powerful wizard was more terrifying than the ancient evil creature below!
Even his former master, the Titan Zedara, never made Pafo's soul tremble when she vented the Titan's thunderous wrath.

Xiao En stared calmly at the alien soul in front of him.

He gently raised his hand and used his telekinesis to send a pair of strange glasses to the other person. Xiao En said lightly: "Put it on. It will make you feel much better."

Pafu stretched out his hand tremblingly and asked hesitantly, "What is this?"

Xiao En said calmly, "It's called confusion. A little thing."

“It can cloud your inspiration.”

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(End of this chapter)