The withered white bone bird flapped its wings and flew high. Under the control of Xu's system. Fly into the sky at a slower speed. Dark clouds were surging, and the air was dead silent. The pitch-black sun and the dead clouds merged into one, and there was no discernible difference at all. Only vaguely, a dark outline can be seen from it. Thousands of years ago, the sun and moon in the wizarding world were normal, but after being eroded by the underworld, they turned into the black sun and blood moon of today. This is a sign that the world is dying. "This height is about right," Xu Xi thought to himself and stopped the Undead Bone Bird from rising, maintaining a safe height so that Sylvia beside him could observe the earth. Standing high in the sky, overlooking everything. Everything is in sight.
There was a strong wind blowing beside my ears. Feeling of shaking, weightlessness, disorientation, and unsteady steps. All kinds of feelings that I have never experienced before came over me. It was a more novel experience than anything I had experienced since childhood. The girl flinched a little, but she quickly regained her composure by grabbing the gaps between the bones of the bone bird with her hands and was able to observe the area below with a normal mind. “This is…” "The current Cloughfield..." The wind is very strong. The wind made Sylvia's soul fire sway. What you see is a horrifying and terrifying scene. The earth is twisted and hideous, and all things stand crookedly on the surface. The resurrected dead are wandering everywhere, and the terrified dead are hiding everywhere. Death, fear, plague, darkness... These are things that Sylvia already knew. However, the perspectives from the ground and the sky are two completely different experiences. With Xu Xi's help, the girl was able to overlook the earth from a high altitude. For the first time, she had a very deep and clear understanding of the undead plague. That, that is. It's hell. "How could this happen..." Sylvia was distraught, unable to connect the hell before her with the beautiful home in her memory. The world became like this, Crawford became like this. It seems that we can never go back to the past.
"Master Wizard, is this the case everywhere in the world now?" the girl asked softly. "Most areas, as you can see, have been more than half infested by the aura of the underworld." Xu Xi replied. The world is huge, and there will always be a few places that retain their original vitality, but there are too few such places, and deathly silence is the main theme of this world. Just like the earth beneath the bone bird. Corpses were scattered around, undead spirits were wandering, and the living either hid in secluded places or gathered into a solid defensive force to resist the undead's offensive. "Servia." Xu Xi's gaze moved downward, following the dead girl's gaze, to the two tombstones on the distant hill. He asked, "Even so, do you want to stay?" "Yes, Master Wizard." The hero's answer was as firm as expected. The slightly scary face and the pale and colorless skeleton express his determination through practical actions. "I will protect everyone in Clawfield on behalf of my father and mother." The sound was distorted in the wind. But Xu Xi truly heard the girl's fearless belief. … [Protecting others and the past is undoubtedly a difficult and heavy task for Sylvia.] [Especially under the premise that the world is doomed] [The girl's efforts are more like a dream that is destined to fail] [You have countless ways to persuade the girl to give up and stop this meaningless behavior, but you remembered your third simulation of yourself] [You smiled, thinking that Sylvia didn't need your preaching] [She is a mature hero] [With a firm belief and a resolute will, all you can do is bless her] [After flying a circle with Sevia, you control the bone bird to land again and let Sevia return to the ruined mansion] [At the time of separation, you deeply felt the difficulty of being a hero, and taught Sylvia a way to become stronger, which is a very versatile soul training method.] [You think it suits Sylvia] [Servia thanks you and politely performs a knight's salute]
[“I wish you all the best, Master Wizard.”] [With the farewell of the undead girl, you sit alone on the back of the bone bird and fly to the Aoka Kingdom in the north] [Fourth Ring Wizard Tower - White Raven Tower] That’s where you’ll end up. … Xu Xi left. Just as it appeared very quickly when it came. It disappears just as quickly. The flapping of the bone bird's wings easily stirred up the whirlwind, and in an instant, it disappeared from Sylvia's perception range. How fast exactly? Sylvia didn't know, she just felt it was very fast. The dead branches swayed, collided and rubbed against each other. After a very long time, Sylvia came to her senses belatedly and shifted her gaze away from the sky. "The wizard has left..." There is a hint of loneliness in the calm voice. Turn around. Push the door. The undead girl in heavy armor once again pushed open the creaking rotten door, and the slightly sharp sound continued to echo inside the corridor. Lonely and deserted. "Will I be alone again from now on?" After pushing the door, Sylvia did not enter immediately. She looked at the dark entrance and the dim and blurry interior, and suddenly, she didn't want to go in. In the past. A lone brave man can ignore all kinds of difficulties, advance in the wind and rain, curl up in the darkness, and silently clean up the troublesome undead. But it's very strange. After just one month. But I can't get used to my previous life. "Wake up, Sylvia." "You are the only hope of the Crawfield family. For your father and mother, you must be strong!"
The undead girl encouraged herself and bravely stepped into the dilapidated house. It's no big deal. It's nothing more than returning to the life we used to have. I was used to it before, and I can get used to it now. "Master Wizard is right. My current strength is too weak. I can't protect myself or others." "I have to get stronger." Taking out the cultivation method given by Xu Xi, Sylvia began to read it carefully and study the cultivation methods therein. Practice, swing the sword, and sweep away the undead. Since Xu Xi left, the girl's daily routine has been repetitive. Occasionally, the arrival of a thunderstorm will bring up a temporary project that makes you huddle in fear. "It's the hero, the hero is coming!" "Great, everyone is saved!" "Monster, you are the one who attracted the undead. Get out, get out now!" "Get this monster out of the village!" In Crawfield's territory. Still the same as before. Some people are kind to "heroes" and think that they are selfless and good people. Some people also have the most malicious fantasies, thinking that "heroes" are the source of all death. The undead girl did not respond, but silently put on her armor, covered her face tightly, and cleared the attacking undead for people. She has always come this way. It has been like this from the past to now. "Father……" "Mother……" "I met a good wizard." At the top of the hill, the brave man once again squatted and curled up, with his back against two tombstones, motionless in the thick night. Because he was wearing heavy armor, the figure looked somewhat tall. But inexplicably, I feel a little lonely.