The dark sky shrouded the earth, and the rough waves washed over the cliffs again and again.
At the top of the cliff, Rowling put everything in her eyes, but she was worried.
"The prophet of methekah." Rowling asked eagerly, "what should I do with all this?"
"These things have nothing to do with you. You're focusing on unnecessary things." Next to Rowling, the skeleton in the dark blue robe answers slowly.
"I can't just sit back and help them." Rowling looked firmly and said, "please tell me, how can we wake up North's consciousness from Ehrlich's control?"
"If you want to know that, ok..."
The purple light flashed from the top of maxika's head.
She raised her hands to face the sea in the distance: "I saw the leaves falling from the sky, the fading roses, and the ships sailing in the storm and then submerged."
Rowling was a little anxious: "what do you mean by these?"
Marcia sighed: "Erich also has the power of revelation. My ability is disturbed by him. I can only get these fragments, and the results may not be accurate."
"What am I supposed to do?" Rowling asked anxiously.
"You don't have to do anything." "I hate to say that, but the revelation is that you don't have to do anything," she explained
As she said that, she gave a deep laugh: "maybe soon, rod will take the initiative to get rid of Erich. You don't have to worry about it any more."
Listen to Marcia say so, Rowling just want to say something, a dark body attracted her attention.
"I need some inspiration, prophet." The sudden arrival of the shadow slowly said, at the same time, he seemed a little surprised, "Rowling, you are here?"
"Brother..." Rowling recognized the identity of the comer and said with some surprise, "I have some doubts that need to be answered by the prophet. If you have anything important, please ask first."
Rowling was called out of the identity of rod nodded. After placing Margaret and her eye, rod goes through the two-way stele and comes to the water element plane, ready to get enlightenment from the prophet before the decisive battle with Eli.
"How did the sky become like this? It doesn't seem to be caused by the dark sky. " In the heart of doubt, let rod can't help to ask Rowling.
What makes rod confused is that the sky above his head, which was originally bright, has disappeared. Instead, it is a kind of dark and heavy sky, as if the rainstorm is coming. This is not the effect of the dark sky.
Rod recalled that when he led the first group of necromancers here not long ago, the sky of the water element plane was still fine.
"Isn't that always the case here?" Rowling also has some doubts.
"Forget it..." rod's mouth twitched. Instead of asking, he looked at the prophet on one side. "I need enlightenment about you."
"You didn't listen to the Lich's words. I was surprised to find out the revelation crystal on my head." Said Marcia slowly.
"How can I listen to the enemy?" Rod said scornfully.
In front of the skeleton shook his head, did not make evaluation, but changed the topic, said: "you want to know, about what information?"
"About the next battle." Rod looked solemn and said in a deep voice, "Eli is ready to fight. Even the most powerful guardian has been awakened by them. I want to know if I can win?"
With rod's words, there was a strong purple light on the top of maxika's head. Even the darkness around her was completely dispelled by the purple light. It seemed that only this light remained in the world.
"Now Eli is enveloped by a powerful force... I can't get the most accurate result from my revelation." Maxika raised her hand and covered her head. Her voice was so hoarse that it was hard to hear her clearly: "I saw the figures walking on the calm sea with bubbles, black fog, and... Light."
"Light?" Rod did not understand and quickly asked questions.
"Yes, the light..." explained maxika. The purple light came through the cracks of her finger bones, and she gave a dull gasp. "The light that enveloped everything was quiet and holy. But for the undead, this kind of light doesn't seem to be a good thing. "
Rod's face showed a heavy color, and the words of maxika aroused some bad memories of him.
Rod recalled that in the game of the previous life, the one that ended the influence of the necromancer in the second expansion was the aurora, which wiped out all the Necromancers at one stroke.
Even now, rod still can't think of any way to fight against the aurora. If the aurora really comes down, it will not come to a good end for those corpses.
What makes rod lucky is that in the previous life's game, the aurora came down because the capital of eracia was attacked. At this time, rod chose to attack ERI, which is far away from eracia. Maybe nothing unusual will happen.
However, the angels in Marguerite's ceremony made rod uneasy and didn't know what would happen next.
"I see the crisis... You are enveloped in a deep crisis. If you are careless, you will lose everything in the past." "At the same time, there are opportunities in the crisis... If you succeed this time, you don't have to worry about it, even when the end comes," she warned
"What should I do? To get the best results? " Rod asked in a deep voice. He wanted to get the answer from maxika.
"I don't know. I've told you all about the results of enlightenment. What to do depends on your own choice. " Maxika shook her head with a heavy voice. "Fortunately, this plane is safe, and the crisis will not spread here for the time being... Even if you fail, the creatures here will be OK."
Hearing the words of maxika, rod was silent for a long time. Then he looked up and looked at Rowling.
Rowling opened her mouth as if to say something, but was interrupted by rod's words.
"You stay here." Rod ordered.
Rowling turned pale and stepped back involuntarily. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. She raised her head and looked at rod firmly: "No."
Strong momentum spread from Rowling, rod's eyes suddenly coagulated. To rod's surprise, he felt the momentum of a high-level professional from Rowling.
It's not a lich. It's a sixth level class that Lord never heard of.
"How can..." rod said with some surprise.
"All along, I can only look at you from afar, stay alone in the city, praying for your safe return." Rowling's words, with unshakable will, "this time, I want to fight with you."