Chapter 341: Time to Learn New Magic, Hehe
As if understanding something, he lowered his head and spoke softly behind Aurelianne.
"Your Highness, don't be surprised by whatever happens next."
"After this, I will no longer accompany you."
Aurelianne was slightly stunned. Before she could question it, Duke Balo's voice suddenly rang out.
"An interesting demi-human girl, with power that doesn't belong to her."
He spoke as if hinting at something, then turned back to look at Aurelianne.
"Now, have you made your decision?"
Aurelianne knew exactly what Duke Balo was referring to.
Necromancy.
This magic that countless mages found repulsive.
To be honest, she was somewhat opposed to it as well.
After all, magic that manipulated corpses and souls didn't sound very normal.
But after much consideration, she still wanted to learn this mysterious magic.
Magic that could resurrect the dead...
So, Aurelianne took a deep breath, as if steeling her resolve.
"Grandfather, I'm ready."
Though she had never met this grandfather before, perhaps due to their blood relation,
When she saw Duke Balo in person, Aurelianne still felt an inexplicable sense of closeness.
Although grandfather didn't appear very friendly,
He was very patient with her.
So, Aurelianne chose to trust Duke Balo.
Hearing Aurelianne's response, Duke Balo nodded:
"Good."
He tapped his staff gently against the ground.
Instantly, a ring of ghostly green fire rose from beneath the Duke's feet, rolling outward.
The flames rapidly expanded, completely engulfing the entire mansion.
Deep mist tightly wrapped around the surroundings, and the entire ground began to transform within this green smoke.
The spacious golden hall vanished, replaced by rugged and broken towers standing amid shattered canyons.
Green mist rose slowly from the ground, submerging all the broken towers.
Black mire suddenly burst forth from the sky, transforming into countless writhing souls.
They dragged their muddy black bodies, wandering beneath the sky.
The sky was incredibly gloomy, its melancholic and deathly aura descending from above, striking straight to the earth.
Feeling the decaying world around her, Aurelianne had an intuition.
It seemed she had arrived at the so-called intersection between the mortal realm and the underworld again.
However this time, she was slightly more mentally prepared.
Then, Aurelianne looked around.
Someone was missing.
Teacher Viktor had vanished without a trace.
Suddenly, she recalled what her teacher had just told her.
So this is what he meant by not being able to accompany her?
At this moment, Duke Balo's deep voice suddenly rang out:
"The difference between necromancers and elemental mages lies in their source of power."
Elemental mages need to communicate with the magical elements in heaven and earth, mastering the power of the six great elements to release corresponding attribute magic.
But necromancers don't rely on elemental magic, their power comes from...
"The realm of the dead."
Hearing this, Aurelianne's body slightly stiffened.
At this time, Duke Balo slowly walked towards the direction of the canyon.
So Aurelianne carefully followed behind him.
As if afraid that one wrong step would send her plunging into that murky, bottomless canyon.
Duke Balo stopped.
On the broken bridge over the canyon appeared a decaying wooden door.
An ice-cold, musty aura emanated from the wooden door.
It felt as if a group of tiny demons were crawling over Aurelianne's body, entering her nostrils, wandering through her internal organs.
This made Aurelianne feel intensely uncomfortable.
She could only stand before the wooden door, feeling the cold wind blow against her body.
Suddenly.
The wooden door opened with a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound.
Then, a sharp sound suddenly rose, howling out from behind the door.
It was as if a pair of ghostly long arms reached out from behind the door, suddenly grabbing Aurelianne's shoulders.
Aurelianne's body violently shuddered, her brain feeling like it was about to melt, an indescribable fear and pain sweeping through her entire body.
Then, her consciousness suddenly cleared, as if waking from a nightmare.
She looked at the wooden door again, only to find that door had completely vanished.
The scenery around had also changed dramatically.
Before her eyes was still that vast wasteland.
Those previously towering twisted towers had scattered into smoke and dust.
Carrying that gloomy feeling, it was as if she had been thrown into the bottom of a winter lake, filled with cold and death.
Countless void-like souls continuously spiraled in the air, dragging half bodies, climbing invisible voids, struggling to swim.
A soul glided past Aurelianne's face.
Aurelianne even saw the twisted face on that specter's countenance, which was quite terrifying.
In an instant, Aurelianne felt her hair stand on end, her face turning pale.
Duke Balo, however, seemed to ignore all this.
He still calmly walked between those terrible specters, striking the ground with his unique staff, continuing:
"This is one of the countless realms of the dead."
"It has gathered tens of thousands of restless souls."
Looking at the lonely souls floating overhead, Aurelianne couldn't help feeling terrified.
These non-living spirits made her heart feel cold.
She nervously hid behind Duke Balo, occasionally startled by some souls that suddenly rushed toward her.
At this moment, she couldn't help but regret.
She shouldn't have come to learn this so-called necromancy.
However, Duke Balo seemed deaf to Aurelianne's fear.
As he walked, he continued introducing various aspects of necromancy to Aurelianne.
"Here, you cannot attack them, cannot use force or magical power to make them submit."
"There is only one thing you can do."
Duke Balo stood still again, once more striking the ground with his staff.
At that instant, the surrounding darkness gradually lit up with a glow.
The sky seemed to gradually spark like fireflies, shattering in all directions.
Like golden powder fragments, it spread towards the wandering souls around.
"You must use the gentlest magical power to softly touch."
"To deeply connect, to purely purify."
The bright magical power gently illuminated the souls, gradually immersing their twisted forms within it.
A warm and soft power like a gentle embrace, the souls gradually calming in this warm vortex.
"Listen to their living wishes, soothe their twisted souls."
Under the illumination, the incomplete bodies of the spirits were gradually restored by waves of magical power.
The naked spiritual bodies ignited with ghostly green flames, converging towards Duke Balo.
"Finally, let them willingly submit, becoming your power."
The magical power gradually transformed into heavy armor, covering the spirits.
They gripped cold weapons, the ghostly green flames beneath them seeming to provide endless power.
Like loyal warriors, these spirits that had become substantial lined up neatly before the Duke.
They knelt on one knee, showing utmost respect to the Duke.
But in the sky above, one spirit still remained.
Duke Balo turned around, looking at that spirit he had deliberately left behind, and spoke:
"Aurelianne."
"Now, you try..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Duke froze.
As if somewhat surprised.
For the first time, his eyes widened slightly.
Duke Balo instinctively looked down.
Only to see Aurelianne also lowering her head, as if in fear, eyes tightly shut.
One hand trembled against her chest, while the other tightly gripped the hem of his clothes.
As if seeking some sense of security.
The Duke looked at her with slight bewilderment and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you... afraid?"
Aurelianne closed her eyes, her body slightly trembling, unable to even respond.
The Duke looked down at her, his eyes revealing some helplessness, mixed with a touch of nostalgia.
Like, really like...
Aurelianne, your mother was once just like you.
"Well... then there's nothing to be done."
With a gentle tap of his staff, those spirits seemed to be gently blown away by the wind, falling to the ground like dust.
Even that final lonely soul, under the ignition of ghostly green flames, transformed into a spark of starlight, gradually dissipating.
Across the entire desolate land, only Duke Balo's deep voice echoed.
Carrying some gentleness, some acquiescence.
"Let's go."
"Let grandfather teach you something else."
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