If we had to say which god the elemental spirits hated the most, it would definitely be the God of Light.
Human influence is widespread across the continent of Coral, and almost all of them are believers in the light. In addition, it was humans who initially betrayed the elemental spirits, so it is understandable that Roy would hate Harun.
“Harlen has his own secrets. I’m not surprised that he was the first to find the Abyss Soul Stone.”
Maggie slowly stood up from the sofa. The holy emblem inside her clothes began to heat up slightly, indicating that there were powerful undead nearby. No matter how uncomfortable she was, she couldn't just wait any longer.
Her voice was frighteningly calm as she spoke to the empty room.
“I know you hate living beings, but right now Bella is the one oppressing and threatening you. I am just a weak human. You can come back and eat me later.”
"You can sense how faint my life force is; there's absolutely no way I could escape."
“My companion stole her Abyss Soul Stone; now is the best time to rebel against her.”
After a while, several ghostly figures slowly appeared in the room, and eerie, cold will-o'-the-wisps slowly lit up the room, illuminating the place as if it were hell.
Each of the undead looked terrifying, but Maggie remained unfazed, staring at them as if they were ordinary people, not undead.
However, one of them was not ugly at all; she was a high-ranking female undead with a charming and alluring appearance and a sexy and graceful figure.
Maggie has a deep memory of it, as it appears frequently in the story. It belongs to a special type of ghost among the dead, namely the Mirror Spirit - Howling Vengeful Woman.
Her true form is a mirror, and inside the mirror is an independent space that can pull people in and completely devour them.
Only women who were obsessed with beauty in life, under extremely harsh conditions, will transform into the Mirror Spirit - Lamenting Woman after death.
Maggie's heart stirred slightly, and a reasonable idea formed in her mind.
As she was still thinking, a hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly rang in her ears, like an old tree withered wood rubbing against the ground, making her teeth ache from the depths of her heart.
“Cunning human, you want to use us.”
Maggie snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and denied their claims.
"No, this is not exploitation, it's finding a way for you to survive, and of course, it's also to get revenge on Bella."
In fact, she was indeed using these high-level undead. There were no other undead gathering places near Santa Fe City, only the undead cemetery where the undead could temporarily prolong their lives, and then Bella, this lunatic, appeared.
As a lord of the undead, he doesn't want to properly rule the undead, but instead uses low-level undead as fertilizer. Anyone would find that intolerable.
Of course, even the undead couldn't tolerate it.
"Now is her weakest moment. If you miss this opportunity, you will continue to live in the shadow of becoming fertilizer for the flowers."
Maggie patiently guided him.
In fact, there were many loopholes in her words, even the fact that she woke up from the sofa just now was an extremely obvious flaw.
and......
Given their strength and numbers, it wouldn't take them long to take her down right now, which is why Maggie chose to speak up after sensing the danger.
She's a master at shifting blame.
The undead are a bunch of simple-minded guys. Give them two options and they won't think of a third possibility; they'll only choose between the two options.
With just a few more subtle provocations, the spirits will be blinded by hatred and act according to her wishes.
"Hmph, human, you'd better not try anything funny. You're just a novice mage. Killing you would be a piece of cake for us."
The restless intentions of the several high-ranking undead were almost impossible to conceal, but they didn't forget to leave a warning before departing.
"certainly."
Maggie smiled slightly, and the next second the undead disappeared, and the room became quiet again.
She bent down and gently straightened her skirt before calmly walking out of the room. The surrounding buildings gradually began to appear illusory. Without the support of the Abyss Soul Stone, this courtyard would soon disappear.
"Roy, go and help me find the location of that mirror spirit's true form."
Maggie lowered her eyes and said softly.
Although she didn't think the demonized Harlen would be no match for Bella, who had lost her Abyss Soul Stone, she still chose to prepare for both possibilities. Of course, it was safest to have one's life in one's own hands.
Relying on others will eventually lead to disaster.
“Okay, Maggie, be careful on your own.”
Roy never questioned Maggie's decisions and disappeared into thin air without hesitation, leaving only the little ghost by Maggie's side.
"Why didn't you go and keep Roy company?"
Maggie was somewhat surprised.
"Your thoughts are terrifying. I'm afraid you'll do something crazy and inexplicably kill yourself, dragging Roy down with you."
The little ghost held its two short arms, its short, thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, and its eyes were full of vigilance.
Am I crazy?
As Maggie walked up the stairs and looked around, she asked a question in return, mainly because she didn't think so.
"Um."
Without the slightest hesitation, the little ghost nodded earnestly, with tremendous force.
"Okay, it seems I really did make a bad impression on you."
Maggie shrugged, not really caring about the assessment. As long as Roy trusted her completely, the little ghost's opinion didn't matter much, after all...
It seems the little ghost really can't live without Roy.
Maggie thought casually as she carefully searched the soon-to-disappear building. They were going to seek revenge on Bella, and she should also talk to 'Miss Ghost' and get some compensation back.
None of those who hurt her have survived.
Of course, the undead won't work either.
The wound on her shoulder was throbbing, and she hadn't had time to treat it yet. As the Holy Maiden of Light, she was in a rather disheveled state.
Maggie took a step forward, preparing to go up another floor, when she suddenly remembered Bella saying that she hadn't slept well last night and that an uninvited guest had stolen her things.
Thinking about it now...
Is Bella alluding to 'Miss Ghost'?
The more reasonable Maggie found it, the colder her expression became.
"The thief Bella caught last night was Miss Ghost..."
She murmured to herself.
"Could she have already killed him?"
Maggie's face showed a conflicted expression. The target of her revenge had died unexpectedly first, and she was really annoyed.
Just as she was deep in thought, Roy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, struggled to grab Maggie's finger, and tried to pull her away.
"Wait, Maggie! Stop thinking about it, run! Bella's gone berserk!"
At the same time, a agonizing scream powerful enough to pierce eardrums stabbed straight into Maggie's brain, like being hit on the head with a heavy hammer. Maggie fell down on the spot, and after a moment of dizziness, she almost lost her balance and tumbled down the stairs.
"Maggie! Maggie! Wake up!"
When Roy saw Maggie fall to the ground, he spun around in the air in a panic, his voice trembling with tears.
"Bella has undergone some kind of shock, evolving from a necromancer lord into a necromancer queen! If we don't run now, it'll be too late! You'll die here!"
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