"who I am?"

The dead soul tilted his head and was stunned for a long time. He did not give a straightforward reply. Instead, he asked Balliard who he was.

"It looks like he's a loser. It's hard to get any information from this guy."

Balliard has long been mentally prepared for this, but unfortunately, no matter what the current strength of this revenant is, his soul is essentially at the level of a demigod. Balliard cannot make it without exceeding the strength of a demigod.

The state of this dead soul has been restored to tens of millions of years ago.

"That's really a pity."

Ezreal continued to rummage through things. He didn't touch the things on the shelf. He was still looking for them in the place where he found the books before. If this was regarded as a mage's warehouse, there was still a man and a half left here.

There may be other things in this book from a god-level mage.

For example, research materials and so on, the value of those things is much higher than those things on the shelves.

After all, what are the things on the shelves used for, and whether they are dangerous or not, basically need to be tried. If you find the research data of the Mage from the Age of Gods, even if it is recorded in ancient writing, you can still find it in Salva

The information is translated.

"Am I a waste?"

The dead soul pointed at himself, as if he understood his identity.

"Thank you for your information."

"...I will send you to the underworld. May you rest in peace."

Balliard walked up, grabbed the demigod soul, and wanted to send it to the underworld. For such a stupid soul to stay in the world of the living, it would be an embarrassment to the dead.

But just when he caught the dead soul, the head of the energy body, which had only a humanoid appearance, actually had a complete face.

"Yes! May you rest in peace!"

With a ferocious face, the energy body of this dead soul expanded instantly and enveloped Balliard.

"Ballyard?"

Ezreal raised his head and looked at the situation here. Didn't he say that this guy is a fool and a waste? Why is he being treated like a waste...

Something seems to be wrong? Baliard is the monarch of the dead. Such a guy with only his soul left sneaks up on Baliard... Can this be regarded as a snow monster on the Freljord?

To attack Anivia?

"Forget it, you continue."

Ezreal didn't know what kind of plane these people were working on. Anyway, there would be no problem. He didn't see that the energy gathered by the undead was entangled in Baliard, but Anne was sitting on Baliard's shoulders.

Were you not approached by that energy at all?

Obviously, such a thing cannot harm Valliard, and it doesn't even have much impact.

Hearing this, Balliard shrugged and felt helpless. It was not that he had never been beaten by the undead, but the reason why those undead beat him was to teach him, the undead monarch, and help him improve his strength.

For example, Kalista, for example... the demigod on Shadow Island, it seems that Kalista was the only one who beat him?

"That's impossible! Who are you! Why doesn't my magic work on you?"

The energy attached to Balliard's body condensed into a human face, but it was very different from the ferocious face he saw before. The ferocious face just now looked like that of a middle-aged man.

A person, but this face is a

An elderly person.

"If you don't have a clear mind, don't go out to seek death."

Balliard stretched out his hand to grab the ball of energy, and when he pulled it, all the energy attached to him was pulled off.

Ezreal, who raised his head when he heard Valliard's words, saw his eyes gleaming.

So lubricated, if he learns this skill, he will be...

"How could you catch me."

This time the voice was a female one. After being caught by Valliard and dragged out directly, the voice of the dead soul sounded a little anxious.

"Why can't I catch you? Oh, me too, why would I ask you questions?"

Balliard has figured out what is going on with this undead soul. This is not a normal undead soul. It is no wonder that this guy cannot enter the underworld. If other undead souls are like normal human beings, this undead soul is like a human being.

A modified human created in a laboratory.

This undead soul is spliced ​​together by multiple souls. The entire soul of the undead should look like a puzzle. However, more than tens of millions of years have made the various parts of this undead soul appear in a form that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

fused together.

Originally, the spirit body of this dead soul was composed of parts of multiple other dead souls. It was equivalent to a car with multiple steering wheels, accelerators, and brakes. A group of people could drive this car.

Now, although these two cars still have many steering wheels, accelerators and other things, they only have one driver. Even if the driver has schizophrenia, this is still a car that belongs to one person.

Logically speaking, after "this car belongs to one person", this is a complete and intact soul, which can accept the pull of the underworld and enter the underworld. However, this guy has been sleeping for too long and has no chance of entering the underworld.

"You're insulting me again! I'll fight you!"

The dead soul held in Balliard's hand was constantly changing, with dozens of faces replacing each other, but anger appeared on every face.

"It turns out you understood what I said before."

Balliard was still wondering why this guy suddenly attacked him. In his perception, when he said he could send this guy to the underworld, the dead soul was very happy, just like a long-cherished wish.

It's as if I'm about to get my wish.

However, when he did this, the guy attacked him.

"Let me go! You rude fellow!"

No matter how majestic and powerful the voice was, it could not conceal the weakness and helplessness of this deceased soul.

"How many memories from your lifetime do you remember?"

How could Balliard let go? This guy still hasn't understood how big the gap between the two of them is. He is still thinking about making Balliard pay the price. For such a stupid revenant, if Balliard lets go

If you open it, wouldn't you be asking for trouble?

"Asshole! Go to hell!"

The dead soul had no intention of communicating with Balliard at all, and was still gathering rune energy on its own, preparing to use magic to attack Balliard.

But Balliard just glanced at the energy gathered by the dead souls, and the energy dispersed.

"Answer my question, you or both of you still have a chance to go to the underworld. If not, your death date is today."

Rare in Valliard

He said harsh words and used his authority to exert some pressure on the dead soul.

He didn't want to do this. This demigod-level revenant can't exert much strength now, and may not have recovered his memory, but this does not represent the future of this demigod-level revenant.

Balliard will definitely send this guy to the underworld. In the underworld, this demigod undead soul will be nourished by the energy and rules of the underworld and will soon recover.

At that time, if this demigod doesn't want to be reincarnated, will he just wait for Baliard's call in the underworld, and then come out to defeat Baliard?

There is still a long time to come. Now he can bully this guy for a while, but this guy may bully him for the rest of his life. No matter how he looks at it, it is not worthwhile.

However, judging from the situation of this world line, if Balliard needs to summon the demigod-level undead to solve the problem, this world line will probably not be saved.

"……you are God?"

The faces kept changing, and finally, after a face with a one-meter-long beard appeared, the face no longer had the anger of being deceived that its name was "trash".

"Yes, who are you? It seems that you are in good condition."

Balliard didn't think that the faces that appeared before represented the main personality of this demigod mage. Even if the condition of the soul was not very good, but his level was there, how could the mindless anger and impulsiveness appear?

In the body of a mage.

"I don't remember that. My memory...is very confusing."

As he spoke, this face tended to change again, but the soul of this demigod mage still suppressed other thoughts.

"Then do you know where this place is?"

There is no doubt that Baliard has him. Since this demigod mage can sense that Baliard is a god, he probably also has some awareness of Baliard's priesthood and divinity. In front of the god who controls death,

Lie, does this guy really think that after going to the underworld, Balliard can't deal with him?

As long as Balliard is willing, all undead will be his subjects, and no undead can resist his will. However, if it is to reach that point, Balliard's mask of humanity must be scrapped.

Already.

The cost of doing so was too high for him.

But if you just deal with the haul of a demigod undead, and be a little more cautious, you still won't let divinity break free from the suppression of the human mask.

"This is... an experimental field..."

The dead soul tried hard to recall, but when he told the answer, he himself was not sure that it was the correct answer.

"I know this is an experimental site. In your memory, are there any major events worth paying attention to, such as the void or something."

Balliard was not sure whether this mage from the age of the gods would have an impression of the Void. After all, in the Void at that time, except for Baron Nash, there was no strong person worth paying attention to.

But this mage from the Age of Gods may not have died in the Age of Gods. A mage whose body has been eroded and assimilated by runic energy has a long lifespan, especially those at the level of demigods. Even if they have lived from the Age of Gods to the present, they may not be dead.

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Chapter completed!