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She stepped forward, picked up a shovel, and began to bury her own coffin.
Yes, if the coffin is buried properly, perhaps when the two grave keepers wake up, they will think that seeing the corpse come back to life was just an illusion, and that they were actually just tired from working and fell asleep...
Camby Nash believes his logic is quite sound.
Before long, the old wizard had buried the coffin, shovel by shovel.
"If there are no more corpse transport wagons, we'll have to make our way to Lundia ourselves..."
Camby Nash stuck his shovel into the ground, leaned against a tree, and began to divine the best direction for him to go.
Before coming, she checked the map. If she followed the trade route, she would pass through the densely populated city of Crownstone, where she could take a teleportation array directly to Lundia.
But she wasn't sure if that would be dangerous, because after divination based on the information she had, she could vaguely guess that the teleportation array in Lundia would be guarded by knights of the Church of Light, and that the holy knights were more sensitive to darkness and death, and that they might put on silver bracelets and sing "Tears Behind Bars" as soon as they stepped out of the teleportation array.
The other route deviates from the trade route, heading directly from Hardstem City toward the Floating Island Pit, and then along the edge of the pit all the way to the eastern outer city of Lundia.
This route leads deep into the primeval forest, but if you keep going, you might reach an area where the magic network is thin, where you can recover some necromancy.
With this in mind, Cambinash felt a little more at ease. Choosing between the two paths wasn't too difficult to predict. So she closed her eyes, gathered all the information she had heard before into her mind, and then used the wizard's ability to get close to the essence of the world to deeply explore and analyze the information.
However, just as she was about to arrive at the divination result, a sudden surge of dark energy erased the analysis diagram in her mind, and then, a sound of a coffin lid hitting the ground came from not far away.
Camby Nash was startled and quickly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked in the direction of the sound.
Nothing happened.
She clenched her fists, and for some reason, a sense of tension gradually spread throughout her body. She held her breath and carefully took steps forward.
Discarded coffin planks are scattered around the cemetery. These poorly made coffins are simply abandoned after they break down, and the environment of Senhailing easily reintegrates them into nature.
Camby Nash's gaze swept over the open stacks of coffins, and for a moment he was unsure whether the sound he had just heard was an accident.
Just as she relaxed slightly, a hooded figure suddenly sat up from a coffin, stretched vigorously, and yawned, saying:
"Time to get to work, family!"
Chapter 335 A Strange Combination is About to Head to Lundya
"The corpse...the corpse is talking??"
Camby Nash was taken aback and immediately lay down on the ground, intending to observe what was going on.
Although she was a reclusive sorceress, she had heard rumors of corpses coming back to life for no reason. Even a three-hundred-year-old woman couldn't help but feel a little scared by such strange and supernatural phenomena.
Magic is a very scientific thing, but there are still many phenomena in the world that cannot be explained by magic. For example, a member of the Witch God Society once inexplicably turned into Nan Liang during a very safe soul modification, and then spent the rest of his long life with pile drivers...
Although it was later confirmed that the person outside the gate had mistakenly gathered fragments of a soul with masochistic tendencies while collecting materials in the wild, this episode of "Approaching Magic Science" took decades to film before the members of the Witch God Society could finally rest assured.
In short, be careful in everything... she still has a mission to complete.
Camby Nash controlled his muscles to exhibit a true state of rigor mortis, then silently observed the hooded man in the coffin with his eyes slightly open.
……
……
Yashutia stretched vigorously.
She was jostled so badly by the makeshift coffin on the way there. The coffin was not only hard, but also uneven and very narrow. She felt like her chest was about to be flattened.
But thinking about it, that seems to make it easier to cosplay Ateliers...
As the hooded Yashutia's mind slowly conjured up such a disrespectful thought, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
Although she is outwardly called the boss, Atelier, her ambition to usurp the throne and become the queen has never changed. This time, she came out to engage in some infighting over family contributions.
Heading south again, she was already very familiar with the route, and with the help of a lightweight alchemical exoskeleton, she was able to run to Hardstem City with remarkable speed.
Of course, the main reason was the flight spell scrolls that Artemis had handcrafted; Yashutia had taken quite a few with her before leaving home.
The spell scrolls made by the half-elf were much stronger than those she made, perhaps because they had a deeper control over enchanting. Anyway, Yashutia didn't intend to compete with the half-elf in this regard; she couldn't win anyway, so she might as well just surrender.
As a genius alchemist and apprentice wizard, she knew exactly where her competitive advantage lay. First, her unique alchemical abilities and her still-undeveloped wizarding powers; secondly…
Yashutia patted her chest and revealed a confident smile.
Surely no one would dislike this, right? Latis would love it too!
In short, we won!
Although Serfal is a bit older than her, Yashutia has secretly formed an alliance with Serfal. When the time is right, she will smash the cup as a signal and seize power with the silly dragon! She will launch the "Boobs are Justice" campaign and trample all the weak with small breasts (especially half-elves) under her feet!
At that time, she, Yashutia Haze, will be Latis's most legitimate wife, instead of the current lowly, insignificant loser she is now!
Haha, I'm thinking too far ahead. Let's focus on doing the things in front of us first.
Once a hidden tomb "moat" is built for the new mage tower in Latis, many wizarding abilities can be used, such as creating more complex spell arrays. Wizard spell arrays are more sophisticated than mage spell arrays, using different layering techniques to create more dynamic and diverse effects.
Although she had not received systematic training, she was still able to calculate the relevant knowledge thanks to her genius-like brain.
Yashutia pondered for a moment and began to consider her next route.
She had disinfected the dead in batches with holy water in the church of Hardstem City before she mixed them into the coffins. This meant that the dead were now basically unattended and just waiting to be buried. She could easily raise her arms and start a rebellion, leading everyone to drive the corpses to the outskirts of Lundia and find a place for them to live in temporarily.
However, with a group of dead, they certainly couldn't take the trade route. They had to venture deep into the forest and travel along the deep pits of the floating islands, which were rarely visited by humans, towards Lundia.
She stood up, took out the High Magic Gathering Tower of Latis from her pocket, turned it upside down to activate it, and began to dispel the magic elements in the air to destabilize the magic network, so that she could use necromancy to control the dead.
"and many more……"
Yashutia frowned. She suddenly realized that with her meager fourth-circle magic power, she simply couldn't possibly take so many dead with her on the journey! Moreover, she wasn't skilled in using magic, and if she linked to too many objects, the spell might start to become chaotic.
"shit."
She rubbed her temples; she had come so decisively that she had forgotten to consider this matter.
However, it's easy to solve. She can concoct some alchemical devices on the spot, such as exoskeletons. The amount of materials required is not large, but equipping each of the dead might be quite troublesome.
And it will take a long time... She wanted to finish quickly.
Just as Yashutia was pondering her choice, a cold voice suddenly rang out beside her:
"Hello, what is that prop you're holding?"
Yashutia was stunned. She turned around and saw a pale-faced corpse standing in the shadow of the thick tree trunk. Her straw-like hair hung down to her waist, and her almost transparent gray-white eyes looked extremely terrifying.
Seeing that Yashutia did not move, the deceased took a step forward anxiously and subconsciously reached out his hand to ask:
"Where can I get that item? Its function is very important to me..."
Swish!
A sharp flash of sword light streaked across the air. Yashutia flung out her retractable sword case, holding the sword to Cambinash's throat. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and whispered:
"Holy crap! The corpse is talking?!"
"...That sentence sounds familiar."
Camby Nash paused for a moment, then quickly explained:
"No, I'm not a corpse! We're colleagues! Smell carefully!"
"Colleague...?"
Yashutia frowned, then lowered her senses and indeed sensed a lich aura emanating from Cambinash.
“Right, right?” Seeing the seriousness on Yashutia’s face, Kanbinash breathed a slight sigh of relief and lowered his hand to explain:
“I come from the southeastern continent and am heading to Lundia. Because of the existence of the magic network, I had to clear away the magic power, so I wanted to ask what the item you have that can interfere with the magic network is.”
"So...this is a high-level magic gathering tower, an invention of the mage Lundia..."
Yashutia studied the expression on Kambinash's face. Although it didn't seem fake, she remained vigilant, sword in hand, and quickly began to think.
It seems this guy might really be from outside the Kingdom of Norard, otherwise he wouldn't not even recognize the Magic Tower. This kind of item is one of the most common magical devices in the Kingdom of Norard.
However, this was the first time she had encountered a wizard pathway other than herself, and she would not easily trust this stranger.
Since she could remember, Yashutia had never let her guard down around anyone except Latis, and she knew that the path of a wizard was stained with death and blood. There might be wizards who could completely avoid harming the innocent, but it was unlikely that a wizard could completely avoid harming the innocent.
Even Yashutia herself, who fought her way out of the villains of Yanium with only her sword, couldn't be sure that she hadn't harmed any innocent people.
Therefore, she would never claim to be innocent. On the contrary, she considered even the desperados and terrorists she had eliminated as her own sins. As a result, she rarely cared about the value of her life or whether her actions were clean. Instead, she kept these dark and filthy things to herself, leaving only the little brightness left in her personality to the family members of the sorcerer's family.
This may also be the reason why she wanted to conduct "education beyond the limits" with Latis, allowing the only person she liked to "purify" her, which can probably be seen as a manifestation of her rather paranoid personality.
That being said, this is also why her wariness of wizards doesn't easily dissipate; the statement that wizards are dangerous is true in 99% of cases.
"Londia? What for?"
A sharp glint flashed in Yashutia's eyes. If it posed a danger to everyone in the mage's territory, she would not care even if it was a mistake.
Camby Nash suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She took a deep breath and involuntarily took a step back, looking solemnly at the hooded girl in front of her.
She could clearly sense that Yashutia's magic was not strong, and that her body, which had just been transformed into a lich, was still very alive. All of this indicated that Yashutia's strength was very weak, but just a moment ago, she actually felt a chilling threat.
"...Don't worry, I'm just going to find someone. The Witch God will make me extremely careful, so I won't harm ordinary people."
Camby Nash slightly hunched his back and said cautiously:
"That person's online name is 'I Sell Ditches in Atlantis,' I don't know if you've heard of him."
"What do you mean by 'selling groins'? That sounds like something a pervert would do, like selling their own socks." Yashutia frowned, her expression turning disgusted. "Never heard of that. What do you want with this 'groin seller'? To buy his groin?"
“…No, I was instructed by the Witch God’s Fate Box to deliver a portion of the Witch God’s divine power to that person.” Kambinash explained, “According to the divination of the Witch God’s Fate Box, the world’s trend is very likely to shift to some extent with that person as the node, and that person probably has some kind of affinity with the Witch God Society, so we thought about whether we could find a ship to guide us.”
"The power of the Witch God...?"
Yashutia suddenly touched her chin, her tone softening a little.
“Yes.” Kambinash nodded honestly and said, “Consider it a good deed. It contains a trace of the Witch God’s insights, which can help enhance the understanding of the wizard’s path.”
"This sounds like a good thing..."
Yashutia raised an eyebrow, glanced at Cambinash, put down her sword, pinched her chin, and lowered her head.
"The power of the Witch God? No, I have to intercept this opportunity for my brother! Whether it's useful or not is another matter, but even if it's useless, my brother needs to have it! We can't let others benefit from it..."
Thinking of this, she immediately smiled and said:
“What did you just say? ‘I sell sex in Atlantis’? Oh, I suddenly remember, that’s just my master’s ordinary identity. If you want to see my master, I can introduce you.”
"No way, what a coincidence??"
Camby Nash's eyes widened, both surprised and delighted. At first, she was somewhat incredulous, but upon closer reflection, it seemed to make perfect sense.