Chapter 525

The traces of light were worn away, and under the self-healing of the spiritual world, the broken earth began to reshape.

"Teacher."

At the end of the battle, clean up the booty and look at Sean. There is an indelible shock in Alice's eyes.

She always knew that her teacher was strong, but she never thought it would be so strong that the fog giant who had chased her and could only run away was fooled by the teacher like a young child, and could not even make a decent counterattack.

"Let's go. Next, it's time to go to the place where you found dead people's flowers."

Seeing the worship in Alice's eyes, Sean said.

Hearing this, Alice was stunned for a moment before she reacted and lowered her head.

"Teacher, although I went to that place last time, I didn't have time to leave a beacon because I was chased by the fog giant. I'm afraid it's not easy to find it."

At this moment, Alice's words seemed very low.

Hearing this, Sean didn't care too much.

"I've found that place. Just follow me this time."

In words, a root was straight and green, and the flowers were as red as fire and spherical as if the strange flowers of a blooming Daisy appeared in Sean's hands. This was the biggest harvest of Alice's exploration of the spiritual world last time.

Most of the material in the spiritual world is illusory. Although it looks no different from the outside world, there is no way to bring it to the material world. Only a few can really cross the boundary between the spiritual world and the material world, and this dead flower is one of them.

Holding the dead flowers in his hand, the stars in the sky evolved. A picture appeared in Sean's mind. There was a trickling stream there, and on both sides of the stream, there was a huge flower field, blooming thousands of dead flowers, bright red as fire, very strange.

"Let's go."

After erasing the traces left, Sean left here with Alice.

Hum, after many shuttles and even encountered several dangers, Sean took Alice to a strange valley.

"Here it is."

Walking out of the twisted chaos and looking at the familiar scene in front of her, Alice uttered a positive whisper. It was here that she found the dead flower, that is, where she was stared at by the fog giant.

Well, down-to-earth, his eyes swept around, and Sean narrowed his eyes.

On both sides of the valley are two raised hills, which isolate the twisted scenery of the spiritual world from here. In the center is a huge sandy plain, full of dead flowers. A clear stream winds through it to nourish the flower field.

"It seems that the fog giant was attracted by the flower fields here before, and you are just an unfortunate unlucky guy."

Smelling the sweet and greasy smell of flowers, Sean said.

These flowers seem insignificant, but they have the ability to confuse people. People unconsciously want to get close to this flower field. If they are not prepared, even high-level extraordinary people may be caught.

Hearing this, she thought of some possibility and looked at the gorgeous flower field. Alice's eyes were somewhat suspicious.

"Although it's very thin, it's really the smell of Styx."

His eyes fell on the trickle, and Sean's mind shook.

Although the Styx river is not as long as the legendary river of fate and time, it is also a legendary River in the Boya world. It is said that this river runs through the whole spiritual world, flows forever, and is the ultimate destination of the dead.

Of course, although that's what I said, there are not many people who have really contacted the Styx. Sean happens to be one of them, because he once swore the Styx with his current hand, esalius. Although it was only indirect contact, Sean didn't forget the smell.

"It's no wonder the dead flower has such pure spirituality to grow from the river with the smell of Styx."

As the thought turned, Sean had a deeper understanding of the dead flower.

The dead flower is very different from the traditional magic plant. For the vast majority of extraordinary people, it has no role at all, because it has no magic at all. Sean values it completely because it has pure and extreme spirituality.

Spirituality is not a rare illusory material. All things have spirits, even hard stones. However, generally speaking, intelligent creatures have far more spirituality than ordinary things, because one of the external manifestations of spirituality is wisdom.

Even the reason why the Wizards named the extraordinary power of their extraordinary road as spirituality is also because they believe that although the Terrans do not have the strong physique and extraordinary blood of Warcraft and other extraordinary races, wisdom is their most powerful weapon.

Of course, although spirituality is very common, pure spirituality is very rare. The spirituality of most things is not pure, because they contain the mark of the thing itself, but the dead flower is different. Its spirituality does not contain its own mark, which is pure to the extreme.

In this regard, Sean had some doubts before, but now he has some speculation. The reason for this is probably because the dead flower absorbed the river water containing the smell of Styx, because in the legend, Styx can wash away all the marks of the past and let the dead return to their original appearance.

"But there seems to be something hidden here."

The fragrance of flowers hit people, and Sean's dark pupils reflected the virtual shadow of the infernal gate.

Buzzing, seeing through all kinds of illusions, Sean saw a strange flower rooted in the void, with stems and no leaves, one black and one white, and sprouting, or it was an unknown creature, because she was alive.

The black monster, the white holiness, the sweet and confusing flower fragrance in the dead flower field is released from her. The dead flower itself doesn't have any fragrance at all.

Buzz, bud vibration, invisible power flow, Sean's line of sight was immediately cut off.

Hua La, the breeze rose suddenly, and countless dead flower petals were blown into the sky. At this moment, the sweet and greasy flower fragrance was swept away and replaced by a kind of elegance.

The petals gathered, and a woman with exquisite facial features, black hair and black eyes, wearing a pure white yarn skirt and bare feet came out.

"Welcome to funerary Flower Valley. I don't know why the guests come?"

With a smile, the holy breath flowed naturally. Looking at the woman made of flowers, even Sean's heart couldn't help rippling layers at this moment.

"I'm interested in the dead flowers here."

His eyes narrowed slightly, suppressing the agitation at the bottom of his heart, Sean said.

Hearing this, the woman in white still smiled and her breath became softer and softer.

"These dead people's flowers are of no great use to me except to look better. Guests can take them if necessary, but I hope guests won't disturb my sleep."

The words were still soft, and the woman in white gave such an answer.

Sean nodded at this.

Seeing Sean like this, the smile on the white woman's face is more pleasing to the eye.

"That's good."

The voice fell, the death petals were flying all over the sky, the figure of the woman in white disappeared quietly, or she never appeared at all, because what she just came was only part of her consciousness.

"Leave a beacon and let's go."

Gather the scattered death petals and take another look at the death flower field. Sean leaves here with Alice.

Deep in the flower field, in a strange place, a charming voice sounded quietly.

"Sister, you are always like this. If you listened to me, we would have gathered together long ago."

"Yuling, the shortcut is not so easy, and the man just was very dangerous."

A gentle voice sounded, neither arrogant nor impetuous, but it was the woman in white who had talked with Sean before.

"Hum, although that man is powerful, we are not afraid of him. If my sister listened to me and swallowed that big fool, I'm afraid we have gathered our bodies. How can such a thing happen today?"

The charming voice sounded again, and this time the woman in white didn't answer again.