The spreading Tatsumi Aoki cannot touch the person who exists in front of him. The other party has never had an entity and is obviously not a human being!
Lifting the sword-edged bow, Artoris tentatively approached the opponent step by step. But the girl in red didn't seem to sense the oncoming threat, and still stood there indifferently.
"Wait a moment!"
The sharp blade stopped at the girl's throat, and the Wolf King's call made Artolis forcibly stop her swinging the sword.
"This girl's aura is different from those evil ghosts and resentful spirits." In his mind, the Wolf King said.
It was also at this time that the girl slowly raised her head. Under the messy hair, a pair of empty eyes met Artolis's gaze.
"Dad, is dad back?" The girl's sudden words surprised Artolis.
He was not frightened by the dilapidated and strange face. The other party's eyes did not reveal the slightest hostility, and the emotion in his tone was like the innocence and kindness of a child.
"The thoughts of the past are the obsession left by the living beings, either longing or waiting or a promise. The ultimate obsession, even after the living being dies and the soul is destroyed, it still exists and will turn into the past. The thought. Inherit the original wish of the creature and stay in place waiting for the arrival of the person or thing that is obsessed with it." The Wolf King said, with a little helplessness in his tone.
"Is it dad?" There was no light in the girl's eyes, and her empty eyes seemed unable to see what was in front of her. He opened his hands and felt the warm breath of the girl, wanting to be hugged.
The thought of the past is not an evil spirit, perhaps it cannot even be called a spirit. Artoris retracted the blade, but faced the girl's open hands and took a step back.
The girl jumped away, her behavior a bit arrogant but still giving people a childlike naughty look.
"Why? Why doesn't Dad want to hug Beja?" The girl stood firm and looked at Artolis with empty eyes, but she could feel her depression.
Beja, this was the girl's name during her lifetime. Looking at the admiration of the other party, Artoris' brows gradually widened. The whirling wind blades emerged around him, wiping out the undead that came around with their teeth and claws.
This place was pure and clean. Artolis knelt down and looked at the girl in red with pity in her eyes:
"I'm sorry, little Beya, sister, I am not your father."
As if after hearing Artolis' words, the girl seemed a little disappointed: "It's so windy outside the house, Dad, let's go in first."
Looking at the hand offered by the other party, Atoris noticed something was wrong. Did the other party not understand what she meant, or did she regard him as her father? Or...
Artoris slowly stood up and looked at the girl's hand frozen in the air.
"Thoughts of the past cannot be communicated with others. It is like a video that is constantly playing, repeating the situation of that moment until the soul is gone." The words of the Wolf King came into his mind, and the kind words of the little girl were still in his ears.
"Is dad leaving again?"
"Oh well……"
The girl's words were the last. There is no cause or effect, just this short fragment, but it allows Artolis to empathize with the girl's desire for love.
"Dad, is dad back?"
At the moment when the girl slowly raised her head and the first words came again, Artoris shook her head.
"Unfortunately, there is no..." Artoris felt mixed emotions in her heart as she turned away from the past thought. The girl's father will never come back. Otherwise, how could the obsession after the girl's death turn into thoughts of the past and keep repeating this scene?
The clip cannot let people understand the whole thing, but for Artolis, it would be too cruel and sad for the girl to die like this.
Involuntarily, Artoris sighed.
For now, forget about the girl. The door to the tall building is just around the corner. The first thing to do now is to find the magic notebook. If I’m not wrong, it should be right here!
Sensing the intensity of the death energy around her, Artoris frowned immediately.
"Strange, why does this tall building look so ordinary?" Not only Artolis, but also the Wolf King felt strange.
If the undead were attracted by the notes, then this place should have the strongest death aura. Even if there is not a powerful ghost king dormant, there should be a large number of undead wandering around. But now it looks like an empty house. What is this situation?
Artoris thought to herself, forget it and go up first.
There were many ghosts and monsters along the way, but there was no one here, which was a bit weird. After groping, he came to the sixth floor of the building, where the notes guided by the ethereal voice were hidden.
There was no need to search at all, just in the first compartment, Artolis saw the so-called magic book. The cover of the magic book is yellowed and quite ordinary, but at a glance you can't see any fluctuations in magic power. If she hadn't seen that note in the illusion, Artolis wouldn't have believed that the powerful barrier that enveloped a city could actually come from such an inconspicuous note.
The notes were placed on a desk, and while she was alert to her surroundings and lit the Green Lotus Pure Fire for illumination, Artolis stepped forward step by step.
There was nothing else on the desk except notes, but wherever he looked, there were strange patterns carved on the back of the desk.
"It looks like a formation." The Wolf King said.
"That's true, and maybe the guy who got the note was able to unlock the restriction through this formation diagram." Artolis said, reaching out her hand to pick up the note from the desk.
It was just a test, but I didn't expect any backlash, and I got it easily.
"Uh~" It was only at this moment that Artolis remembered that it seemed that the guy didn't teach her how to block notes at all?
After looking over and over for a long time, Artolis was speechless. After working on it for a long time, I found this thing, but I don’t know how to block it. This is quite embarrassing.
Recalling the words left by the ethereal voice, Artolis wanted to see what clues there were in the notes. However, when she wanted to open the note, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her fingertips.
It seems that his hand was cut by a book page. This situation should have been normal in the past, but now it seems quite strange.
With the blessing of spiritual power level and equipment attributes, if you want to scratch Artolis' skin, you can't just rely on simple sharpness, let alone ordinary book pages!
The bright red blood slipped from Artolis's fingertips and merged into the notes. All of this was seen by Artoris, and what made her feel strange was that her blood did not spread and infiltrate the pages of the book, but was swallowed up by one of the pages of the notebook as if being attracted.
Upon discovering this strange sight, Artolis quickly started rummaging through her notes. Not long after, he found his own blood on one of the pages.
Looking down, the book page shows: 245!
