nashuaworldcup Chapter 376 Iron Chains for Soul Refining
Chapter 376 Iron Chains for Soul Refining
Lorraine's health bar was thick enough; the Spider Demon had healed his body...
During this period, he faced life and death, absorbing many vengeful spirits... Even though the necromancy runes stole most of his energy, his physical strength and magic power actually increased several times over.
Even if the teacher disconnects now, they still share the energy absorbed by their bodies, the experience accumulated in combat, their fighting instincts, their skill proficiency, and the blessing of the artifacts.
Through their accumulated efforts, these seemingly insignificant individuals have genuinely helped Lorraine escape dire situations on numerous occasions.
The master leads you through the door, but the practice depends on yourself.
Now it's time to hand in the answers...
Lorraine needs to break through her own limitations...
Little Lorraine felt he was doomed, mainly due to the mental pressure. If he remained calm, based on his physical strength, he could probably hold out for a while longer even with the red-hot iron chains burning him.
This will take approximately one hour...
If your willpower is strong enough, you might be able to hold on even longer...
Will stubbornly persisting solve the problem?
Of course not, but it's important to buy more time.
Deep underground in the golden vault, within this hour, how many of the countless ghosts that Lorraine sent out would find a host, successfully possess it, and return to save their master? Lorraine had no confidence, nor could she actually predict.
Beyond a certain distance, Lorraine cannot control thousands of ghosts simultaneously... His mental strength is far from reaching that level, which is why he has recently been hesitant to use his rune-enhanced right eye.
In fact, he could already sense that the number of vengeful spirits imprisoned in the rune's right eye was about to exceed the limit of his control, but he was helpless and could only try his best to avoid it.
The seed of plague... hastened this fear.
It's so hard to put on a one-man show... Lorraine misses her teacher and keeps company with ghosts... It's not a good choice, her teacher won't wake up.
Her two loyal servants, Yurev and Death's Oath, were not by her side, and Eileen was healing... Lorraine seemed to have no other friends... Loneliness... What is loneliness in the face of excruciating pain?
For a full twenty minutes, Lorraine felt as if his body had shrunk a size; the iron chains were embedded in his flesh, almost burning through his bones...
His limbs, which had been healed, were now bound, and he could feel the joints cracking...
The roast duck was ready in 20 minutes...
"I smell so good..."
Lorraine's soul had left her body; she was delirious... talking nonsense, calling out her teacher's name... more than just murmuring.
He wanted to call out to someone, but he didn't know who was worth remembering... who he cared about, he had no recollection of his family, not even their full names from when they were alive. Lorraine, that was all he had...
"My memories aren't complete either... Are the lives of the forgotten real? Or are they memories woven together by stuffing them into another body...?"
My thoughts raced like a revolving lantern, wandering aimlessly.
......
"Digging their own grave?"
Lorraine gave a wry smile...
To die surrounded by gold coins, deep underground, unknown to anyone—perhaps this is far better than dying a gruesome death on the walls of a watchtower in the Twilight Forest.
The pain is simply multiplied...
He seems to still have many regrets, dreams, and aspirations!
"Teacher, I'm so sorry."
......
Death is beckoning to Lorraine...
His undead body was merely a consolation prize for Lorraine, allowing him to endure a little longer, and also the root of his continued suffering. However, just as he was gradually losing consciousness, in his hazy state, a figure seemed to appear before him, mockingly pulling down a mechanism resembling a torch in the corner of the wall, and the chains immediately began to retract...
"Kakakaka."
"Warning, warning, system shutdown... System shutdown, intruder not eliminated. Abnormal shutdown, warning, warning, intruder not eliminated..."
The sound was not fully uttered, just as Lorraine had not completely lost consciousness.
As the final sounds ceased, the golem's previously activated eyes lost their luster, and it slowly fell asleep, retreating back into the wall.
......
It turns out that the Black Iron Golem could also make sounds, but unfortunately Lorraine didn't have the chance to hear the magical electronic sounds of this primitive magical mechanical creation.
Lorraine felt her body being gently lifted up, just as she had once held Eileen's body, and softly placed on the floor.
"Levitation technique".
This time, when he looked up, he saw a face even more beautiful than Eileen's, perhaps resembling the Dark Queen, because Lorraine vaguely saw a pair of pointed ears.
A slender neck, snow-white skin, and deep blue eyes...
It seemed somewhat familiar, but Lorraine was too weak to look again; he fainted.
Who says the dead don't sleep?
That's because they haven't suffered severe damage or mental torment... Damn it... I'm talking about how the soul fades, and then the dead are essentially severely injured.
The elven woman holding Lorraine chuckled, "I didn't expect our guest to have escaped here..."
"How did it get like this? He's barely clinging to life... Quickly, call a doctor!"
The elven woman gave the order, and soon many people arrived at the secret chamber. Most of them were moving gold coins and valuables from the vault, while a small number remained on guard. Each person performed their duties in an orderly manner.
“I thought I wouldn’t have a chance to fulfill my promise for the third time. It seems that our guests are destined to meet us, and we have come at just the right time.”
Lorraine could no longer hear what the other person was saying; he could only vaguely make out that she seemed to be a beautiful elven woman...because she had a certain softness about her. He was powerless to control the vengeful spirits he had sent out, and could only barely sense that his army of vengeful spirits had exceeded his sensory range.
Lorraine was carried away on a stretcher by the elven woman's men. This elven team entered through the broken main entrance of the vault, and their main mission seemed to be to empty the vault.
Soon someone finished counting the number of treasures and reported the contents to the elven woman.
After the elven woman opened the list, she immediately turned and ordered her men to drag in a prisoner. She coldly lifted the prisoner's weak chin and demanded, "Where have you hidden Quel'Serra?"
The prisoner, barely alive, weakly raised his head and shook his head, saying, "I don't know what you mean by Quel'Serra... The mayor's treasure is all here... I've told you the key and the code to open the door... Let me go... I'm just his servant, that's all I know."
"What we're looking for isn't here! Just some annoying gold coins..."
“That’s all I really know. These gold coins originally belonged to the mayor. There are three keys: I have one, his nephew has one, and he has the other. You directly broke down the iron gate of the vault, and all the treasure is yours. What else do you want? Let me go.”
......
"If you don't find anything, you're useless."
"Wait... I know, the mayor has a secret room on Atonement Island. Everyone who's been there has disappeared, and we're all too afraid to go there... but I feel like there must be a secret there!"