Chapter 302 Death is like the wind, always by your side.

"There is no aura of the living."

"Is it undead? No, it shouldn't be."

"Resurrected dead lose their memories and rationality from when they were alive; even if they happen to retain them, they lose the warmth of those emotions, let alone protecting ordinary people."

"Then…"

"Is it a Puppet controlled by someone?"

"An alchemical product of a Wizard?"

"In terms of strength, it should be at the level of a middle-tier Wizard Apprentice."

The day and night of the Wizard World are indistinguishable.

The sky is covered by gloomy Death Qi; neither the brilliant sunlight nor the deep red moonlight can penetrate that layer of pitch-black darkness.

Only on rare occasions.

Like the hurricane stirred up by the Bone Dragon last time, could a void be briefly carved out.

Allowing the sun and moon to reappear, returning to the scenery of ancient times.

Patter—

Patter—

The "Hero" had left.

It claimed that there were still villages suffering, and as an emissary of justice, it must go to rescue them as soon as possible.

In the thick darkness, the Hero embarked on its journey alone; the rusty armor and the notched longsword added a touch of desolate sorrow to it.

Scarlet rotting flesh was trampled.

Pale bones were crushed.

Watching such a retreating figure, Xu Xi fell into contemplation.

"Although it lacks the power of a hero, this proactive sense of justice does have a shadow of a hero."

"Even though it is not a real human…"

Xu Xi sighed with emotion.

He did not know what kind of life form was inside that steel armor.

But one thing was certain: it was not a normal living person.

According to the inertial thinking of humans, this was heresy, an outlier that must be eliminated, but the grotesque reality was exactly here: the existence that people regarded as an outlier was continuously saving humans.

Whether it was a programmed routine.

Or had other goals.

This act of kindness truly existed.

"So-called fate is just that miraculous."

"If a fake hero performs the righteous acts of a real hero, then the truth or falsehood becomes unimportant."

A strong wind kicked up dust and sand.

Xu Xi spread his hands, and sparse bone shards fell into his palm; the texture was rough, rolling along the lines of his palm.

He followed his original plan and entered the village to resupply.

Then he left again.

Influenced by that "Hero", there were no more undead near the village, so Xu Xi prepared to head to more distant territories to obtain enough Soul Fire for Cultivate.

First-Ring Spell · Undead Summoning.

First-Ring Spell · Bone Recomposition.

First-Ring Spell · Bone Lightening.

Intense Soul Power surged, calling out and communicating with the Endless Netherworld, using a wisp of Soul Fire as the core to construct a brand new featherless bone bird.

It lowered its head.

Letting Xu Xi climb onto its head.

Carrying Xu Xi, it flew towards a more distant region.

Along the way, the cold wind of ghosts blew violently, but it was all blocked by an invisible barrier.

Xu Xi's eyes watched calmly as the pitch-black vault of heaven surged and rolled, occasionally dropping dark green raindrops that eroded deep into the pitted earth.

This world had already been eroded to a very deep level.

Perhaps it wouldn't take too long.

Even before the simulation ended.

It would be completely assimilated by the Netherworld.

Absorbed and reduced to one of the countless Soul planes of the Netherworld.

"Fortunately, life will find its own way out; even pure living beings can survive in the Endless Netherworld."

"It's just that such a drastic change in heaven and earth is ultimately too dangerous for ordinary people."

"The undead of the Netherworld are far more terrifying than the Undead Scourge of the Wizard World."

Xu Xi stared at the sky for a long time.

He turned his wrist and took out a crude topographical map.

This was information he had exchanged with several Wizard Apprentices when he lived in the small town, recording the locations of some Wizard organizations and human kingdoms.

Xu Xi's next target.

Was the Kingdom of Auca, known as the "Land of Lions," which was guarded by a Fourth-Ring Wizard Tower.

"I hope to obtain some useful information."

"If conditions permit, my future Wizard Tower can also be set up in the Kingdom of Auca, as long as it allows me to study the Soul in peace."

He quickly browsed the topographical map.

Xu Xi tucked it into his bosom.

He prepared to continue looking for places with many undead during his journey, to send the undead back to their home in the Netherworld.

"I am just a kind-hearted person who cannot bear to see them homeless."

…

[Death is like the wind, always by your side]

[The lead-gray sky drips with terrifying rainwater year-round, which often corrodes your mount]

[Fortunately, you have sufficient bone Materials, and your Soul Fire reserves are also sufficient, allowing you to seamlessly repair the bone bird and maintain high-speed flight for a long time]

[In between flights, you will study more Wizard spell structures]

[Life, Transformation, Soul, Elemental, Bloodline, Alchemy, Curses…]

[Although similar to magic systems, the Transcendents of the Wizard World have walked a completely different path]

[Using the Soul as a foundation to deduce the possibilities of all things]

[Its purpose and significance are all to climb to the pinnacle of legends and become an immortal Seventh-Ring Wizard]

[Every promotion of a ring means the sublimation of the essence of the Soul, which is proof of moving to a higher level]

[Delving into knowledge, exploring the truth, and transcending the shackles of the Soul]

[This is the path of a Wizard, using the Soul to control the truth and modify the truth]

[You are amazed by this]

[Addicted to learning, unable to extricate yourself]

[Ding—]

[Soul Collector is triggering; you obtained the Soul Fire of a low-level undead creature and rescued a Soul that had been lost for many years. He expressed his gratitude to you and escaped into the Endless Netherworld]

[You feel emotional, feeling that you need to work harder to do more good deeds]

[Your speed of killing undead has doubled]

…

The simulation went very smoothly.

On the way to the Kingdom of Auca.

Xu Xi stopped and went.

Sometimes studying the Wizard spell structures brought from the real world, sometimes personally taking action to harvest the Soul Fire of numerous undead creatures.

The weakest of them could be handled even by ordinary people.

The strongest was an elf archer that inherited part of its strength from when it was alive, with a rotting and foul-smelling body.

"Skilled and precise archery."

"Comes with a Soul combat technique."

"Skeletons without self-will possess such strength, which shows how strong they were when they were alive." Xu Xi lowered his palm; in front of him was the bone slag that had been blasted to pieces.

The deep blue Soul Fire flashed and disappeared, instinctively escaping into the Endless Netherworld.

But before that.

An invisible force forcibly divided it.

Causing a portion of the Soul Fire to jump and fall into Xu Xi's palm.

Xu Xi did not absorb it immediately; he felt that such a powerful Soul had more uses.

For example, putting it into Soul experiments to explore the mysteries of life and death.

Or putting it into a spell Puppet to serve as one of the guards.

A Wizard Tower.

Is the ultimate base for Wizards to study the truth, develop spell structures, and produce and store resources.

The Wizard Tower of a legendary Wizard even possesses the supreme power to invade planes and rival a complete civilization alone.

Naturally.

Such a behemoth cannot only have the operator himself.

Appropriate guards and assistants are necessary.

"I hope to have more gains in the future." Xu Xi slowly clenched his palm, and the deep blue Soul Fire was stored separately.

He was just about to leave.

But the detection spell discovered an unexpected figure.

The "Hero" in steel armor was wandering at the extreme range of the detection spell, looking left and right, as if looking for something.