Chapter 343
Grand Duke Barro took Aurelion and continued to walk in the realm of the dead.
Passing through wooden doors one after another, passing through space after space.
Aurelion finally understood.
The wooden doors here were just a means to divide the surrounding realm of the dead.
Every time you pass through a door, you will come to another territory.
And Grand Duke Barro took her through countless territories.
All these places were her grandfather's territories.
Terrible.
When she pushed open a wooden door again, she came to a new territory.
There seemed to be no lonely souls here, the sky seemed quiet and peaceful, and even the sharp whistling was hidden.
In the entire territory, only the sound of footsteps on rocks could be heard, monotonous and quiet.
When Aurelion looked at the surrounding environment, Grand Duke Barro's voice suddenly sounded.
"We're here."
"This place might be more suitable for you."
He stood there, looking at the lonely soil around him, and said lightly:
"If you can't accept the souls of human dead, then the Undead Army will be meaningless to you."
"So, I'm going to teach you other means."
He tapped the ground with his cane lightly, and a dark green magic drilled into the rock under his feet, flowing forward in a winding way.
Then, along the dark green curve, the soil under his feet slowly cracked a crack, and continued to expand to both sides.
A dark green flame began to flutter from the depths of the ground to the sky, rushed out of the crack, and swayed the bright body in the air.
The flame seemed to have consciousness, slowly spreading on Grand Duke Barro's body.
The next second, his body was surrounded by dark green flames, which seemed to be constantly flickering in the depths of his robe.
The limbs also burned with dark green flames, as if the skin and flesh were completely burned.
The leaden robe on the Archduke was still thick, but where the robe did not cover, there were white bones burning with green flames.
Even the pupils were burned, leaving only deep eye sockets, from which green flames still burst out.
Seeing such a huge change in the Archduke, Aurelian's eyes widened, her lips slightly parted, and her shock was beyond words.
"This is the true appearance of a necromancer."
Archduke Barro's voice slowly sounded, like a melodious echo from the abyss.
Somewhat ethereal, but also with a bit of majestic mystery.
"Only by embracing death can you understand death."
At this time, a horse came from the crack in the ground where flames kept coming out.
This horse seemed out of place here, with dark brown mane, bright red body, and strong hooves covered with white leg wraps.
Its body was strong and powerful, with clear blood vessels, and it was obviously full of vitality.
But where is this?
This is the realm of the dead, why would a living creature appear in the realm of the dead?
Oh, yes, she is also a living person.
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem strange that a horse appears here.
The Grand Duke raised his cane and gently pointed at the horse.
"Like this."
The next second, the Grand Duke's body was burning with dark green flames rising into the sky, turning into twisting pythons.
It crawled out of his body hidden under his robe and attached to the horse.
The flames burned violently, and the horse seemed to neigh in pain because of the burns, but its body was still bound by the flames and could not move.
Only the shrill neighs and the desperate struggles told the piercing pain in the flames.
After a while, the horse stopped shouting and became quiet.
Its flesh and blood, like Grand Duke Barro, were completely burned by the green flames.
The whole body was burning with dark green flames, and the white skeleton was exposed to Aurelian's eyes.
The dark green flames served as its mane, and the four hooves were also burning with flames.
At the heart, there seemed to be a dark green flame that kept beating and flickering, and the subtle flames spread throughout the body along the original meridians.
Its eyes were flashing with fire, and it looked majestic.
Aurelian couldn't help but stare at it, with curiosity and fear in her eyes.
But she felt that this skeleton horse was quite charming.
What she was afraid of were those wandering lonely souls.
She was less afraid of things like skeleton horses that looked like magical creatures.
At this time, the skeleton horse lowered its head to the Grand Duke, bent its front legs, knelt in front of the Grand Duke, and surrendered.
Aurelion stared at it blankly and asked Grand Duke Barro:
"Is it, is it dead?"
"It is still alive, but the soul fire has revealed its underworld state."
The Grand Duke stretched out his hand, looked at the skeleton horse, and thenHe explained:
"The power of the necromancer lies not in himself, but in his control over the undead."
"Or, like now, he has an army of undead of his own."
Then, he waved his hand lightly, and the flame of his soul quickly split into fireballs and rushed into the sky.
It was like fireworks exploding in midsummer, falling on the scattered rocks one after another.
The moment the flames touched the ground, the heat waves rolled and rose to several feet high.
The dark green flames gradually burst open, and various undead creatures emerged from the soil on the ground.
The tiger and cheetah jumped onto the rock, their bodies surrounded by dark green flames, their hair like knives, their skeletons exposed, and their bones were white.
Their pupils were deep and empty, but the dark green flames dancing in them looked creepy.
The skeleton of the flying eagle circled in the air, the flames on its wings were like burning brocade sails, and its sharp claws sprinkled sparks.
This group of birds and beasts were like waves of fire, rolling with the wind, gathering behind the Grand Duke, forming a mighty and shocking army of the undead.
The scene in front of Aurelian shocked her, and then the voice of Grand Duke Barro sounded again.
"But you may not be able to adapt."
As the Grand Duke spoke, the numerous undead beasts gradually turned into fireflies all over the sky, flickering from time to time.
Then, they scattered like broken glass, turning into dark green light spots all over the sky, slowly falling back into the dead canyon.
Even the flames like the mane of the skeleton horse gradually shrank.
The flames on the horse's hooves subsided, and everything returned to silence.
The flesh grew again like flowing water, covering its bones, and the flames gradually extinguished.
The entire realm of the dead regained its tranquility again, and the crack slowly closed.
Only the deep canyon was constantly releasing thick smoke and the whistling like the wind.
The recovered horse gently rubbed its head against the Grand Duke, seeming quite close.
The Grand Duke stroked it with a smile, and said earnestly:
"So, you can use this flame to turn your army into undead like this skeleton horse."
"Only those who have embraced death will not fear death."
Aurelian nodded hesitantly, her eyes full of respect for her grandfather.
Suddenly, a loud "bang" sounded from the distance of the realm of the dead.
A strong wind pierced through the space like a sharp arrow, attacking the two with an extremely sharp and sharp breath.
The withered weeds on the rocks swayed wildly, and the roots could hardly hold their crazy bodies.
Aurelian couldn't help but put one arm in front of herself, and the wild wind pulled her clothes, repelling each other in the air.
"Wind?"
Will such a strong wind element appear in the realm of the dead?
Even the lead-colored robe on Grand Duke Barro began to sway, and the soul flame on his body could not stop twitching, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next second.
He felt the strong wind fluctuations and slowly turned around.
The flames on his body gradually dissipated, and his appearance returned to normal, even the vicissitudes of wrinkles and traces left by the years reappeared.
At this time, his deep eyes looked in the direction of the wind, and at the same time, he said lightly:
"Aurelian, you should go to rest."
"Next time, grandpa will teach you these."
Before Aurelian had time to say anything, Grand Duke Barro gently leaned his cane on the rock under his feet.
The surrounding green smoke began to gather, and the whole space suddenly became hazy.
The realm of the dead seemed to be surrounded by a magic curtain and began to shrink rapidly.
The green flames burned the edge of the space, as if gradually burning the surroundings.
Until everything was burned out, the surrounding scenery gradually changed from dark to pale.
Aurelian blinked.
When she opened her eyes again, everything around her changed.
Here, is a room.
The room is moderate, very clean, and gives people an incomparable sense of warmth.
In the corner of the room, there is a big bed.
The big bed is covered with a pink mattress and a thick pink quilt, and there are many furry cat and dog dolls on the bedside, which are very cute.
For some reason, it always feels out of tune with the style of the mansion.
Aurelian couldn't help looking around, this not-too-big room actually made her feel very comfortable and warm.
It was as if it had been carefully decorated.
She was about to ask, but she felt a green light flashing in the corner of her eyes.
Whoosh!
Aurelian turned her head and saw a tiny green flame burning in a place in the room, but it quickly dissipated.
Also missing was Barlow.Grandfather.
She knew that her grandfather had left.
So Aurelian stopped thinking and sat on the bed.
Looking at the dolls placed on the bedside, she couldn't help but move closer and picked up one to watch and play with.
Aurelian took a deep breath and seemed to smell an old smell.
It was as if the doll had been in this room, waiting for many years.
Aurelian thought about it, took the doll and lay on the bed.
Feeling very soft, her consciousness slowly blurred.
She really experienced too many things today, and she was a little sleepy.
"Huh... Teacher."
"Did I perform... not bad..."
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller.
Obviously, she finally couldn't resist the sleepiness.
The next second, she closed her eyes and fell asleep:
...
A dark green flame slowly descended from the sky and landed on a piece of turned land.
As the flames gradually faded, Grand Duke Barro stood in the soil, revealing his figure.
Walking on the road, he looked around, but could not feel any souls of the dead.
"Dissipated?"
The Grand Duke muttered to himself, and there seemed to be a bit of pity in his tone.
As he walked, he saw a touch of gold.
So the Grand Duke stopped.
It was a wheat ear, rooted in the loose soil.
The golden wheat ear seemed out of place in the entire Qingming space, absorbing nutrients from the soil and growing vigorously.
The Grand Duke leaned on his cane and looked down.
The breeze gradually rose at this time, blowing the golden wheat ear, like a piece of silk gently passing over its small body, swaying slightly in the soil.
Grand Duke Barro leaned down, looked at the growing wheat ear carefully, and was silent for a long time.
Standing up, he looked at the boundless sky, his cloudy eyes cleared up a bit:
"After you, is there another wizard who wants to blaspheme the gods?"
He sighed, but his sigh was also filled with a bit of nostalgia.
"That's really crazy."