"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Harvey coughed up a mouthful of black phlegm and tried to sit up but was unable to do so - after all, as a man who had only grown his upper body and not even a complete spine, he didn't even have the key parts needed to sit up.

A ray of warm light squeezed into his eyes, and Harvey slowly opened his eyes and saw Chikara healing him. The orc's only remaining right hand was burning with orange flames, and as the orange flames continued to burn, Harvey's internal organs slowly grew out of the flames.

"Snow," the necromancer said hoarsely, "Stop?"

"It has melted." The orc said, "It's spring again."

Harvey turned his head and saw the endless blue sky and white clouds, the snow covering the green grass, and the breeze blowing, stirring up waves on the grassland.

"I should have turned into a dead creature, even my blood has turned into corpse blood." Harvey asked curiously, "How did you save me?"

"I will turn you back into a living being just like you turned into a dead spirit," said Chikara.

Harvey was slightly startled, then suddenly realized: "My eyes?"

In order to transform into an undead creature, Harvey dug out his own eyeballs and replaced them with Alice's, so the only part of his body that was not infected by the negative energy of the undead was the eyeballs he dug out.

Harvey blinked and realized that his left eye had indeed not regenerated, but his vision in his right eye was clear.

However, with just one eyeball, Chikara restored him back to life, almost like rebirth through a drop of blood. This healing ability...

But the necromancer did not pursue this question, but asked another more important question: "Why save me?"

Since Chikara could make Harvey regenerate from his eyeballs, the orc could definitely restore his limbs. He had previously burned one of his hands and two legs with the Flesh and Blood Flame, so in theory he should have given priority to healing himself, but he was still disabled and all his magic power was used to heal Harvey.

More importantly, Chikala had no reason to save him. They were not on the same path. The reason why Chikala acted with them was because he surrendered as a slave in the Dead City, defected from the Four Pillars of God in order to survive, and became their sanctuary slave.

Now that Alice has burned to ashes, the slave contract has expired, and Chikara has regained her freedom, it is his duty to add insult to injury, and it is his kindness to leave quietly. Saving Harvey with so much difficulty is of no benefit to the orcs.

"Because this is the professional ethics of a healer." Chikara said in a deep voice: "Try your best to save every life."

Harvey couldn't help but laugh: "Are you a healer?"

"The inheritance of water arts in the Fire Temple is rare, but healing is a rigid need for everyone, so we have developed a set of healing fire arts." Chikara said: "Water arts have hydrotherapy, and fire arts also have fire cupping. Although the fire cupping spirit is not as convenient as the hydrotherapy spirit, it can greatly speed up the body's self-healing speed. After regeneration, it will be stronger. In the long run, it is even better than the hydrotherapy spirit."

"I thought cupping was a form of torture where you were locked in a jar and roasted to death," Harvey said sincerely.

"I have always been a healer, until I came to the Holy Land." Chikara said, "It is precisely because I am a healer and have seen too many casualties that I cherish my life so much. Those fighters who rely on fighting to advance to the Holy Land either fight to the death with the Mercury Trojan Horse or are killed by the Mercury Trojan Horse."

"Why didn't you tell us you were a healer?" Harvey asked curiously, "Igula will definitely treat you better - we have always let Ash play the role of a healer."

However, Chikara changed the subject: "This miracle of fire magic that healed you is called 'Fire of Life'. It is the strongest masterpiece of the fire magic of our Fire Temple. As long as there are a few brain cells left, it can be saved."

"But the fire of life requires not only magical power, but also life itself."

Harvey opened his only remaining right eye and saw that the orc had many more wrinkles on his face. But the orcs looked so ugly that it was hard to notice if you didn't look carefully.

No wonder this healing miracle is so powerful, it turns out that it consumes the healer's own lifespan.

No wonder Chikara didn't dare to reveal this matter to Igula. If he exposed it, it would be considered that Igula had a change of heart if he didn't squeeze the orcs' lifespan dry.

Fortunately, Chikara's magic spirits were very deceptive and looked like attacking magic spirits, so everyone assumed that he was a combat magician. Who would have guessed that he could actually use attacking magic spirits to create a healing miracle.

"I will help you hide it from Igula, but if he asks seriously, I won't be able to hide it." Harvey said with a smile.

"I never thought I could escape Mr. Borgin's eyes." Chikara said with a wry smile, "I can only hope that your hometown is not in any danger."

"Do you still want to leave with us?"

"I have nowhere to go anyway." The orc said, "Since we are leaving the wasteland, why not go to a place where we know people? And... Mr. Harvey, did you forget to throw away your things?"

Lost something?

Harvey was slightly startled, then he remembered: "Where is my body?"

He is now regenerating from scratch starting from his eyeballs, which means that his original body as the Blood Moon Corpse King still exists!

"That's not your body anymore." Chikala said with a smile, "Look down."

Harvey turned his head and found that he was not lying on the lawn, but in the arms of a corpse... Alice's corpse.

Although it was Alice, her appearance was completely unrecognizable. Only her right eyeball was intact, and the rest of her body had turned into a mummy, full of cracks. She held her hands in front of her chest like a pair of wings, trying to protect the necromancer in her arms.

"I actually did my best, but I never thought I could really save you." Chikala said, "I put your eyeballs on it, and then activated the fire of life, hoping to snatch your soul and life from its body."

"As a result, it seemed to be impatient to squeeze you out. It didn't take me much effort to transfer you to the eyeball for regeneration. And your old body has become the new container for Master Alice."

"Really?" Harvey murmured. "You think I can't go to my grave quietly?"

"Ah?" Chikara was slightly startled, and then realized that the necromancer was talking to Alice. However, the orcs had seen this kind of scene many times, so they didn't find it strange at all.

"In this case, your contract with Alice will still be valid, and you will still be a slave. However, you saved me, but I also saved you before, so I don't think I owe you anything." Harvey said, "If you want to come with us, I can guarantee that you will not be bound by a slave contract."

The orc nodded. He actually didn't expect Alice to still exist, but this didn't affect his decision: "I have one more thing I want to ask Mr. Harvey."

"What's up?"

"I want to learn the Necromancer faction."

Harvey was slightly startled, staring at the orc with his right eye.

It was not until the latter was almost frightened that he showed a sincere smile and said with a grin:

"Okay. If Igula bullies you in the future, you can come to me."

…

…

When Ash, Igula, and Gwen passed through the fog gate of the silent fifteenth floor, they immediately tensed up and entered combat mode.

The fifteenth floor was a huge room with different images playing on the walls, but no one cared what the main theme of the fifteenth floor was now, because they were all staring closely at the two parties confronting each other inside!

On one side, there was a group of magicians wearing black feather uniforms, guarding in front of an empty passage. They looked nervous, and although they had an absolute advantage in numbers, they did not dare to act rashly.

On the other side was Tamashi, who was holding a black feather magician hostage. His Gray Fox blade had already been inserted into the throat of the hostage magician, and a slight movement could decapitate the latter! The hostage magician had a face full of hatred and no fear in his eyes, but he did not dare to resist.

After spending so much effort and going through so many dangers, I finally found the real culprit!

Ash was excited and angry, and could barely suppress his anger: "Tamahi Crow Killer!"

"Ash!"

However, Black Crow was more excited than Ash. He turned his head and stared at Ash, his distorted voice could not hide his joy: "You are here after all."

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily you are here."

Ash and Igula frowned, feeling confused: Such weak words were not something Black Crow would say...

"Don't worry about me, don't stop, don't attack them, just go through this floor!" Black Crow shouted, "Go to the bottom floor and stop Silver Lantern!"

"She is already constructing a world-destroying spell, preparing to destroy Senro! Now the only ones who can stop her are you!"