Wizards of the North

Sobbing the dead souls on the beach are still cruising freely, and the two strangers are like grains of sand falling on the beach-unremarkable.

But their arrival still attracted the attention of some people. The undisguised body, or even the attire that deliberately shows the identity, is the culprit.

Nowadays, Buzz's senses are very keen, so he quickly noticed the secret glance. But looking at Pachu, who was innocent, felt that he was too suspicious.

So he tentatively asked: "How many people are there around here?"

Pachu, who was carefully observing the dead souls at close range, did not lift his head. "Counting the one who just left, it is probably seven."

"probably?"

"Yeah! There are traces of magical fluctuations in the outer woods, but I don't see anyone."

Baz was a little worried and surprised, "Can't even you see through?"

Pachu shook his head, "Our abilities are ever-changing, and helpless situations may be encountered at any time."

"So you are indifferent?"

Pachu was taken aback for a moment, and then let out a laugh, "Like those people, I'm only here to investigate the dead souls here. As long as they don't act aggressively, they are not in my consideration.

If there is a chance, I will even have some necessary exchanges with them. As for being indifferent, it is only because of habit. "

"Does Northland City know the situation here?"

"I know." Pachu turned his head, "In fact, there are many people who are interested in the dead, but only scholars dare to get to the vicinity of Beidi City."

Pachu's ridicule did not have the desired effect, and Baz nodded seriously, "This should be the most correct decision I have ever made."

Pachu laughed noncommittal and continued: "At first you only saw eternal life, but other people had different ideas.

Although some people do not expect eternal life, they are also full of anxiety after death. They were worried that their tomb would be destroyed and the buried objects would attract thieves.

The appearance of these dead gave them hope.

At first, the dead of Sandstone City could only wander in the land of death, which caused some misunderstandings. What else would be more suitable for guarding the tomb than them?

It’s just that you now know that it’s not death that restricts movement.

When the necromantic knights of Sandstone City set out, people knew their real purpose. Can anyone stop such an army? "

Pachu smiled, "Here, there is the army of the dead outside the city of peace. Did you think about it, what do they look like?

A huge pocket has already enveloped all forces.

This is just a test, a test of people's hearts. "

Pachu shook his head, "Presumably those people have also realized it, but they still haven't been able to stop their ambitions and want to gain this kind of power. They still don't understand that this kind of power can only be obtained through gifts and cannot be stolen."

Baz's heart moved, "Like your apprentice, Sajia?"

Pachu glanced at Baz with a faint smile, "and you and me. Didn't you realize that why are we only going to the whimper beach? Why are those who are watching us stay on the outside?

Have you forgotten that a scholar was attacked to death in the sandstone city? "

"It seems that you really forgot." Pachu sighed, "The life and death of those little people may not be a big deal, but you shouldn't forget the precious experience that you have earned with your life."

In this way, Pachu and Baz moved forward in conversation and observation. Until a black dragon whizzed past his head, the entire beach suddenly became agitated.

What is this monster doing here? Pachu and Baz looked at each other, and pursued the black dragon with this question.

The black dragon Maya didn't slow down because they quickly turned into a black spot and disappeared into the sky. Baz was a little upset: "Where is it, can you keep an eye on it?"

"front."

Pachu didn't explain too much, just speeded up.

When they were still halfway, Maya had whizzed and flew back from their heads. But this is not important anymore, because Pachu has already seen where it just came from.

...

Gradually, Pachu first noticed the difference there, because he saw the fluctuation of magical power. So he quickened his pace again and threw Buzz behind him.

As Pachu wished, there was indeed a ghost of the wizard who retained his abilities during his lifetime. But unlike other dead souls, there are still people among them who maintain a sober consciousness.

After seeing Pachu who came in a hurry, someone nodded, "Hello stranger, I'm Gesha."

"Pachu."

Seeing Pachu watching them vigilantly, Gesha spoke again: "I can feel the master's will, so you don't have to worry about being hurt by us.

It’s just that most of my friends here are not familiar with your language, so I had to come forward. "

Pachu nodded slightly, "I am a wizard like you. I decided to continue my wizarding path after death, so I want to ask you a few questions."

Seeing Gesha nodded, "When did your consciousness recover?"

"I didn't lose consciousness. When death came, I didn't even know that I was dead." Gesha raised his hand and gestured, "They are the same as me. It is based on this that we found each other.

Keeping consciousness is not necessarily related to wizards. You should also see that we are not all wizards.

After so many people died, it was only a few people in front of them who retained their consciousness in the end. There was no rule in this. Once aloft, the nobles are reduced to ignorant fools, and powerful wizards have become humble creatures. "

"Don't worry about this. Just take some time, most of them will regain consciousness. Compared with those mortals, we wizards are scarce. But here, wizards account for almost half. So the wizards are still powerful, but at the time Compared to our opponents, we are humble creatures.” Based on the principle of exchange, Pachu first revealed some information. Then he continued to ask, "After death, is your magic power still growing?"

"Stopped for a long time, and only recently started to slowly improve." At this point, Gesha was stunned.

Pachu politely waited aside until Gesha recovered.

"Does the magic power drop significantly after death?"

Gesha nodded, "Yes, our magical power is closely related to the physical body. Without the physical body, my magical power is not one."

Seeing that Pachu did not intend to continue to ask questions for the time being, Gesha took the opportunity to ask questions that he was more concerned about: "You just said, continue the wizarding path after death?"

Pachu shook his head, "The description of death is not accurate. Some people think that your current state is actually-eternal life. As a wizard, I don't care about this form of life or death. Losing a mortal body may be to get rid of The beginning of the shackles.

This makes me very jealous of your current state. "

Gesha sighed, "But I was still killed, and the people outside. Even after death, I still can't get free. The magic here contains a strong will. The longer I stay here, the more restrained. The tighter it becomes, until it becomes its slave."

"No one enslaves you, and no one will restrain you." Pachu's expression became very serious, "From what I know about the Great Wizard, he will not restrain anyone.

He just offered a choice, an exchange.

If you really want to be free, just leave this beach covered by his will. You will slowly weaken and welcome the relief and peace you want.

You don't want to give up the hope of this life. "