Archduke Barlow took Aurelion and continued walking 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 are just a means to separate the surrounding realm of the dead.
Every time you pass through a door, you will come to another realm.
And Archduke Barlow took her through an unknown number of areas.
The places she passed through were all her grandfather's territory.
horrible.
When she pushed open a wooden door again, she came to a completely new area.
There seemed to be no lonely soul here, the sky seemed silent and peaceful, and even the sharp whistling was hidden.
All across the land, the only sound that could be heard was the footsteps on the rocks, which was monotonous and quiet.
As Aurelion looked at her surroundings, Archduke Barlow's voice suddenly sounded.
"Here we are."
"This 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 humans, then the Army of the Undead is meaningless to you."
"So, I want to teach you other methods."
He tapped his cane lightly on the ground, and a stream of dark green magic penetrated into the rock under his feet, flowing forward in a zigzag direction.
Then, following the green curve, a gap slowly opened in the soil under your feet, and continued to expand to both sides.
A stream of green flames began to flutter upward from the depths of the ground, rushing out of the crack and swaying Mingyao's body in mid-air.
The flames seemed to be conscious, slowly spreading over Archduke Barlow's body.
The next second, his body was surrounded by green firelight, which seemed to be constantly flickering deep in his robe.
The limbs also burned with green flames, as if the skin and flesh were completely burned to ashes.
The lead-colored robe on the Grand Duke was still thick, but the areas that were not covered by the robe were filled with white bones burning with green flames.
Even the pupils were burned, leaving only the deep eye sockets, from which green flames still burst out.
Seeing such a huge change in the Grand Duke, Aurelion's eyes widened, her lips opened slightly, and her shock was evident.
"This is what the Necromancer really looks like."
Grand Duke Barlow's voice sounded slowly, like a melodious echo coming from the abyss.
It's a bit ethereal, but also has a bit of majestic mystery.
“Only by embracing death can you understand death.”
At this time, a horse walked over from the cracks in the earth where flames were constantly coming out.
This horse looks out of place here, with a dark brown mane, a bright red body, and strong hooves covered with white legs.
Its body is majestic and powerful, its blood vessels are clearly visible, and it is obviously full of vitality.
But where is this?
This is the realm of the dead. Why is there a living creature in the realm of the dead?
Oh yes, she is also alive.
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem unusual for a horse to appear here.
The Grand Duke raised his cane and pointed lightly towards the horses.
"like this."
The next second, the Grand Duke's body was burning with green flames and rose into the sky, turning into twisting pythons.
It emerged from his body hidden under the robe and attached to the horse's body.
The flames burned violently, and the horses seemed to neigh in pain because of the burns, but their bodies were still bound by the flames and could not move.
Only the shrill screams and the desperate struggle told the heart-burning pain in the flames.
After a while, the horses stopped shouting and became quiet.
The flesh and blood on its body seemed to be completely burned away by the green flames like Grand Duke Barlow.
The whole body was burning with green flames, and the white bones were exposed in front of Aurelion's eyes.
Green flames serve as its mane, and its four hooves are also burning with flames.
In the heart, there seems to be a group of green flames that are constantly beating and flickering, and the subtle flames spread throughout the body along the original meridians.
Its eyes glowed with fire, and it looked majestic.
Aurelion couldn't help but stare at it, curiosity and fear in her eyes.
But I find this skeleton horse quite charming.
What she was afraid of were those wandering lonely souls.
She would be less afraid of something that looked like a magical creature like a skeleton horse.
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 Archduke Barlow:
"It, is it dead?"
"It is still a living creature, but its underworld state is revealed by the fire of the soul."
The Grand Duke stretched out his hand, looked at the skeleton horse, and explained casually:
"The power of the Necromancer does not lie in himself, but in his control of the undead."
"Or, like now, have an undead army of your own."
Then, he waved his hand gently, and the soul flame on his body quickly split into fireballs and shot up into the sky.
Like fireworks in midsummer, they exploded and fell on the scattered rocks.
The moment the flames touched the ground, heat waves rolled in, rising to a height of several feet.
Those green flames gradually exploded, and various undead creatures emerged from the soil on the ground.
The tiger and the cheetah jumped onto the rock, their bodies surrounded by green flames, their hair was like knives, their skeletons were exposed, and their bones were thick.
Their pupils are deep and hollow, but the green flames dancing in them look creepy.
The skeleton of the flying eagle hovered in the air, the flames on its wings were like burning brocade sails, and its sharp claws scattered little sparks.
This group of birds and beasts were like waves of flames, rolling with the wind, and gathered behind the Grand Duke, forming a mighty and shocking army of the undead.
The sight before Aurelion shocked her, and then, Archduke Barlow's voice sounded again.
"But you might not be able to adapt."
Following the Grand Duke's words, these numerous undead beasts gradually turned into fireflies all over the sky, flickering brightly and dimly.
Then, they scattered like broken glass and turned into green light spots all over the sky, slowly falling back into the silent canyon.
Even the mane-like flames on the skeleton horse gradually shrank.
The flames on the horses' hooves subsided, and everything returned to silence.
The skin and flesh grew back like water, covering its bones, and the flames gradually extinguished.
The entire realm of the dead regained its tranquility, and the cracks slowly closed,
Only the depths of the canyon were left, constantly releasing thick smoke and howling like the wind.
The recovered horse gently rubbed its head against the Grand Duke, appearing quite close to him.
The Grand Duke stroked it with a smile and said sincerely:
"So, you can use this flame to turn your army into undead like this skeleton horse."
"Only those who have embraced death will not be afraid of death."
Aurelion nodded slightly hesitantly, her eyes full of respect for her grandfather.
Suddenly, a loud "boom" sound came from the distance in the realm of the dead.
A strong wind breath penetrated the space like a sharp arrow, attacking the two of them with an extremely sharp and sharp breath.
The withered weeds on the rocks were swinging wildly, and their roots were almost unable to hold on to their crazy bodies.
Aurelion couldn't help but put an arm in front of her, and the wild wind blew her clothes, repelling each other in mid-air.
"wind?"
Will such a strong wind element also appear in the realm of the dead?
Even the lead-colored robes on Grand Duke Barlow swayed together, and the soul flame on his body couldn't stop twitching, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next second.
He felt the strong fluctuations in the wind and slowly turned around.
The flames on his body gradually dissipated, and his appearance returned to normal, even the wrinkles and traces of time reappeared.
At this time, his deep eyes looked towards the direction where the wind was coming, and at the same time, he said lightly:
"Aurelion, it's time for you to rest."
"Next time, grandpa will teach you these things."
Before Aurelion could say anything, Archduke Barlow gently leaned on his cane toward the rock under his feet.
The surrounding green smoke began to gather, and the entire space suddenly became hazy.
The realm of the dead seemed to be surrounded by a magic curtain and began to shrink rapidly.
The green flame burned the edge of the space, seeming to gradually burn the surrounding area to ashes.
Until everything was burned away, the surrounding scenery gradually changed from dark to pale.
Aurelion blinked.
The moment she opened her eyes again, everything around her changed.
Here is a room.
The room is medium-sized and very clean, giving people an incomparable sense of warmth.
In the corner of the room, there is a large bed.
The big bed is covered with a pink mattress and a thick pink quilt. There are many furry cat and dog dolls placed on the bedside, which is very cute.
I don't know why, but it always feels out of place with the style of the mansion.
Aurelion couldn't help but look around. This medium-sized room actually made her feel very comfortable and warm.
It was as if it had been carefully arranged.
Just as she was about to ask, she felt a green light flicker from the corner of her eye.
call--!
Aurelion turned around and saw a thin green flame ignited in one part of the room, but it quickly dissipated.
Also missing was Grand Duke Barlow.
She knew that grandpa had left.
So Aurelion stopped thinking about it and sat on the bed.
Looking at the dolls placed by the bedside, she couldn't help but move closer and casually picked up an ornament to play with.
Aurelion took a deep breath and seemed to be able to smell an old smell.
It's as if this doll has been waiting in this room for many years.
Aurelion 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 indeed a little sleepy.
"Huh...teacher."
"Did I behave... well..."
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller.
Apparently, she couldn't resist the sleepiness in the end.
The next second, he closed his eyes and fell asleep:
…
A green flame slowly descended from the sky and landed on a piece of turned land.
When the flames gradually dissipated, Grand Duke Barlow stood in the soil, revealing his figure.
As he walked on the road, he looked around, but he couldn't feel any souls of the dead.
"Has it dissipated?"
The Grand Duke said to himself, with a hint of regret in his tone.
As I was walking, I saw a touch of gold.
Then, the Grand Duke stopped.
It was an ear of wheat, rooted in loose soil.
The golden wheat ears look out of place in the entire clear space, absorbing nutrients from the soil and growing vigorously.
The Grand Duke leaned on his cane and looked down.
The breeze gradually picked up at this time, blowing the golden wheat ears, like a touch of silk gently across its small body, swaying slightly in the soil.
Grand Duke Barlow leaned down, lowered his head and carefully looked at the growing ears of wheat, and was silent for a long time.
Standing up, he looked at the boundless sky, his cloudy eyes revealed a hint of clarity:
"After you, is there another mage who wants to blaspheme the gods?"
He sighed, but there was also a bit of nostalgia in his emotion.
"That's crazy."
