Chapter 384 Chapter 382: The Change of the Underworld Butterfly, the Injury of the Ancestral Spirit

"boom!" Countless ancient memories flooded into my mind with the flutter of the blue-patterned golden-winged butterfly. But this feeling only lasted for a short period of time, and I lost control of this underworld phantom butterfly, which seemed to have completely melted into the girl's soul. "I see!" I didn't take back the Underworld Phantom Butterfly, and smiled thoughtfully, because this change is so interesting.The second ghost butterfly also found the same girl's soul. These demon spirits from the underworld are not interested in other souls. Only the soul of a girl with a pure and beautiful appearance and a flawless body will become their host. object.

Those souls who had a close relationship with the girls during their lifetime snapped at the void angrily, but these monstrous butterflies still fluttered gracefully, not afraid of these pure souls exuding the aura that only living people can have.When the thirty-third Phantom Butterfly of the Underworld pounced into the soul of the last girl who met their standards, I issued a recall order. After receiving the order to return to the team, all the Phantom Butterflies of the Underworld gathered into a colorful long river, Demonstrations generally pass through these angry souls. The souls of those pure girls showed a trace of aura, weaving a cocoon of light. I already roughly understood what was going on, and I didn't care about this change. All the praying souls in the flat-topped pyramid screamed in panic and anger. , Floating around in the pyramid, circling around those mutated girls, losing the prayers of the souls, the faint blue light on the minaret gradually extinguished, this night passed quickly.

Although after training in Alcatraz, even ordinary adventurers can stay up for three days and nights without sleep, after all, a little fatigue is inevitable.Except for a few of our leaders who had almost no influence, the twenty members of the reclamation group put down their alert state and went off to do what they should do. The wolf king also saw the image sent back by the phantom butterfly from the underworld. The first thing he did when he got up was to ask, "What's wrong with those little butterflies of yours?" I shrugged my shoulders and said, "The underworld phantom butterflies are different from their counterparts on the earth. They will continue to transform throughout their lives, and each time they transform, their abilities will leap to a higher level. These phantom butterflies have found boarders. Soon My Underworld Phantom Butterflies will be revived again, but their metamorphosis process is very dangerous, and I don't know how many of them will survive."

There is no sound in the flat-topped pyramid, and it seems that those souls should have entered a peaceful sleep again, I said to the wolf king and Yai Zhenfu: "I am going to retrieve those underworld phantom butterflies, you should make preparations to leave the capital first. For the time being, we don't have the strength to conduct a large-scale exploration of this ruin, no matter what treasures are here, we have to get a firm foothold before we can dig." The wolf king whistled and said, "Then listen to you, let's start first, Wang Lin, you can follow as soon as possible."

Yesterday's change dispelled our idea of ​​staying for a few more days. Everyone is a veteran adventurer and will not be as frizzy as a young bird. I believe that when Alcatraz's follow-up assistance catches up, this place will be used by these Jedi The three-foot guys came here frequently, but now no one is willing to stay. I stepped into the nearest flat-topped pyramid alone, and looked for the souls of girls who had formed light cocoons according to the last image sent back by the phantom butterflies in the underworld.This job is quite hard, you have to search layer by layer, but fortunately the cocoons formed are all erected on top of the bluestone coffin, and I quickly found one.

"Barbara Mill, what a nice name. This girl, your soul cannot rest in this mausoleum for thousands of years, and you have to work hard every night to provide prayers for those minarets. I am by the order of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva , let you be completely freed, eternal rest, poor girl." I clasped my hands together and bowed, the dead are the most important, not to mention that this girl has been dead for an unknown number of years, no matter how old she is, she is more than enough to be my grandmother, this can be regarded as respecting the elders. When I picked up the light cocoon on the bluestone coffin with both hands, I heard a slight shaking of more than a dozen nearby coffins, obviously the residents inside were very restless.However, these are all peaceful dead. They have no resentment in life, and cannot be turned into undead. These people are enshrined by future generations, and pray every night to provide abundant energy for future generations. This model is a bit like ancient China, where ancestral halls were built for ancestors, so The heroic spirits of the ancestors bless the descendants.

Such ancestral spirits are very powerful. The older they are, the stronger the aura they accumulate. Necromancy cannot use these ancestral spirits.They have a very deep concept of the native land, and their protection of their offspring has reached a very strong level, so they are very resentful towards me for offending their relatives. Fortunately, it is daytime, they can only shake the bluestone coffin to express their dissatisfaction, but they cannot show their appearance, but I am not afraid even if these ancestor spirits show their appearance.As a master of necromancy, although ancestor spirits cannot be used by necromancy, there are still many ways to restrain them.

I took out a space card, put the light cocoon in it, and said in a low voice: "I will take good care of this girl. As my adventure companion, every time I return to this ancient city, I will be with her." Let's come and see you together." Around Barbara Mill, there are her father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, brother, sister-in-law and sisters who are buried forever.These ancestral spirits are very reluctant to leave this girl who died young, but I have been polite enough, which does not mean that I am a sloppy person. I bowed slightly to salute, and I was about to leave when suddenly a long bluestone coffin made a huge shock, and Barbara's coffin slowly opened as if being pushed away by an invisible big hand.

"Oh, do you want me to bring something she liked when she was alive? Then I'm not polite. " This girl should be very favored. There are many funerary objects in the coffin. I will not take those gold, silver and jewels. These things are not more valuable to me than gravel.He only took out one of Barbara's favorite magic wands, and closed the sarcophagus with his own hands. Although this kind of behavior is more humane, it is very time-consuming. When I got the last light cocoon formed by the phantom butterfly of the underworld, the wolf king and the others had already driven Eram and flew out of this forest.