She could only stand in front of the wooden door, feeling the cold wind blowing against her body.
Sudden.
The wooden door opened, and a sickening creaking sound rang out.
Then, a sharp sound suddenly arose, howling out from behind the wooden door.
It was as if a pair of ghostly long arms reached out from behind the door and suddenly grabbed Aurelion's shoulders.
Aurelion's body jolted violently, her brain felt as if it were melting, and an indescribable fear and pain swept over her entire body.
Then, she suddenly regained her senses, as if waking from a nightmare.
She looked at the wooden door again, only to find that it had vanished without a trace.
The surrounding scenery also changed dramatically.
Before me lay that vast expanse of scorched earth.
The towering, twisted towers that had stood there before turned into dust and scattered away.
With that gloomy feeling, it was as if she had been thrown into the bottom of a silent winter lake, filled with cold and death.
Countless nothingnesses, like souls, swirled in the air, pulling at half their bodies, clinging to the invisible void, struggling to move.
A soul passed before Aurelion.
Aurelion even saw the distorted face on the ghostly countenance, which was quite eerie.
In an instant, Aurelion felt her hair stand on end and her face turn deathly pale.
Grand Duke Barlow, however, seemed to be oblivious to all of this.
He continued to move calmly among the terrifying ghosts, tapping the ground with his distinctive cane, and said:
"This is one of the realms of countless dead."
"It is a gathering place for tens of thousands of restless souls."
Looking at the lonely spirits floating overhead, Aurelion couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.
These inanimate spirits sent a chill down her spine.
She nervously hid behind Grand Duke Barlow, occasionally startled by the lone spirits that suddenly rushed towards her.
At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
She shouldn't have come to learn this necromancy.
However, Grand Duke Balor ignored Aurelion's fears.
As he walked, he continued to explain the various aspects of necromancy to Aurelion.
“Here, you cannot attack them, nor can you force them to submit through force or magic.”
"There's only one thing you can do."
Grand Duke Barlow stood in the same spot again and once more tapped the ground with his cane.
In that instant, the surrounding darkness gradually brightened with a burst of light.
The sky seemed to gradually light up with fireflies, scattering in all directions.
Like a fine, golden dust, it spread towards the wandering, lonely souls.
"Use the gentlest magic to touch it lightly."
"Connect deeply, purify purely."
The magic of the light gently illuminated the wandering souls, twisting their forms and gradually immersing them within it.
A warm and gentle force, like a tender embrace, gradually calmed the soul in this comforting vortex.
"Go listen to their last wishes before they died, and soothe their twisted souls."
Under the light, the broken bodies of the dead were gradually repaired by the waves of magic.
The naked soul body ignited with eerie green flames and converged towards Grand Duke Balo.
Finally, win their hearts and minds, and transform them into your own power.
The magic gradually transformed into heavy armor, covering the bodies of the dead.
They wielded cold, hard weapons, and the eerie green flames beneath them seemed to provide them with endless power.
Like loyal warriors, these spirits, now materialized, stood in orderly ranks before the Grand Duke.
They knelt on one knee, showing the Grand Duke the utmost respect.
But above this sky, only one soul remains.
Grand Duke Barlow turned around, looked at the soul he had deliberately left behind, and said:
"Aurelian".
"Now, you try it..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Grand Duke was stunned.
He seemed somewhat surprised.
For the first time, his eyes widened slightly.
Grand Duke Barlow subconsciously looked down.
Aurelion also had her head down, as if in fear, with her eyes tightly closed.
One hand trembled as it clasped to her chest, while the other gripped his clothes tightly.
It's as if they're searching for some kind of security.
The Grand Duke looked at her with slight surprise and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you... scared?"
Aurelion closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly, unable to even respond.
The Grand Duke looked down at her, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness mixed with a touch of nostalgia.
They look so alike, so very alike...
Aurelion, your mother, was once like you.
"Well... there's nothing we can do about it."
With a gentle tap of his cane, the souls of the dead seemed to be scattered by the wind, like sand and dust, falling to the ground.
Even the last lonely soul, ignited by the eerie green flames, transformed into a wisp of starlight and gradually dissipated.
The entire desolate land was filled only with the echoing of Grand Duke Barlow's deep voice.
With a touch of gentleness and a touch of compliance.
Let's go.
"Let your grandfather teach you some other things."
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