Chapter 1983

Noah choked a little, watched MEG silence for a while, and then began to try to ease the embarrassment: "nice to meet you, boss McGonagall."

"How happy are you?" McGonagall looked at him and asked seriously.

"Well, I'm happy." Noah is going to cry.

"Then you are too early to be happy. People who work with me are usually very tired." Meg said flatly.

"I'm not afraid of tiredness. I just like to work with you and have a face." Noah laughs. It's a matter of great face to talk about later.

"But I'm afraid of redundancy." MEG took a look at him.

Noah: --

All right, we can't talk.

For the first time, Noah felt the blow from the boss, which hurt him a lot.

"My grandson, though useless, can still be a bait to some extent." Melanie, who hasn't spoken for a long time, said.

Noah stares and looks back at Melanie in disbelief.

Is that the reason why my grandfather took him with him?!

"The devil doesn't like it." MEG shook his head.

"That's true. It's just plain." Melanit nodded.

Noah slowly sat down to the end, holding his knees and falling into autism.

The purple Griffin flies so fast that it can see the twilight forest in less than three hours.

On the other hand, Melanie drips Annie's blood essence into the tortoise shell stone. The red thin lines on the tortoise shell stone turn into gold. The closer she gets to the twilight forest, the more gold light twinkles on the tortoise shell stone, just like the starry sky.

"He did show up here, and stayed in more than one place." Meilan looked at the turtle shell stone floating in front of her with a dignified expression.

"Go to the nearest marker." MEG glanced at the tortoise shell stone and drove the purple Griffin down the slope.

The golden light is getting closer and closer, and a tribal ruins are gradually appearing in the public's sight.

The once prosperous medium-sized tribe was burned to a piece of white ground. The scene should have been handled by the orcs of other tribes. A high mound was built in the middle of the tribe, and a black stone pillar was erected. A cheetah was carved on the top of the stone pillar, which should be the totem of the tribe.

After confirming that there was no one around, the purple Griffin fell to the ground.

"He stayed here. Not long ago, judging from the evil spirit, he should not be the devil himself. But this guy who sold his soul has been deeply possessed by the devil. After absorbing a lot of blood essence and resentment, his strength will soar and become more and more difficult to deal with." After turning around the ruins, melanit finally stood in front of the central mound, with a heavy look.

"How strong is it?" MEG asked, frowning.

Originally, Qiao Xiu was just a magician less than level 7. Although he could not say that he had no power to bind a chicken, it was not enough.

But after the war and massacre, his strength soared by absorbing resentment and blood essence, which is not a good thing.

Melanie sat down with her hands sealed. She felt a golden red charm between her two fingers, recited words, and pointed to the mound in front of her.

The golden red spell burns, floats to the mound, and melts into it.

The ground suddenly began to shake up, and the compacted earth pile also shook up, and the soil fell down.

"A corpse?" McGonagall subconsciously stepped back two steps. The night was cold, and so many orcs died here. Looking at the grave, it was shaking, as if something was going to come out of the ground.

"Don't be nervous, boss Mai. My grandfather is communicating with them." Noah said with a smile. He didn't expect Alex to be afraid of ghosts.

"Can ghosts communicate?" MEG frowned.

"Yes, we are ghosts. Isn't it a normal way to communicate with ghosts?" Noah nodded. "You see, we don't look like ghosts either."

McGonagall is thoughtful. It seems that after he goes back, he has to look for some information about the ghost race. He knows too little about this race.

The ground stopped trembling suddenly, and a broken face appeared on the stone pillar. It exchanged a few words with Melanie in a strange tone, but it soon dissipated.

With a sigh, Melanie slowly stood up and said in a dull tone: "the corpse has been burned, the soul has been plundered and engulfed, and there are only a few escaped souls left. There is not much information. That guy is wearing a black robe. His strength is above level 9, and he may have reached level 10. "

"If there's enough soul and resentment left, you can get more information, right?" Asked MEG.

"Yes, the corpse can speak, because the soul will not disappear immediately, and resentment can exist for a long time. The more complete the soul is, the more information it can get." Melanie nodded.

"Then I'll take you to a place." MEG jumps back on the Griffin's back and leaves with Melanie and Noah.

Soon, the Griffin fell in a ruins a hundred miles away.

Like the previous tribe, this place has also been dealt with. The high tombs are quite lonely, and the crow's crow's cry adds a bit of coolness.

This is the tribe where MEG came yesterday.

"The resentment here is so heavy that it has not been completely swallowed up." As soon as it landed, Melanie was surprised.

"I came here yesterday. He should have sensed my existence, so he left in a hurry. He didn't have time to absorb all the resentment." Said Meg.

"I see. It's easy." Melanie nodded and said nothing. She sat down in front of the grave and began to do it again.

Looking at the green resentment on the graveyard, McGonagall thought of the Taoist who subdued the demons.

This ghost clan is different from what he imagined. It's not because its ability is similar to a ghost, or it looks strange. It's because it can communicate with ghosts.

About ten minutes later, Melanie, who didn't know what to say to the ghosts, recited an obscure mantra. The lingering resentment gradually dissipated, and the surroundings also recovered.

"They said that it was a terrible young man who could not see his face clearly, but he had a terrible smell. His strength was level 9, but he had not yet broken level 10. Soon after the tribe was slaughtered, he appeared, but for some reason he left in a hurry. " Melanie got up and looked at MEG.

McGonagall nodded slightly and said: "it seems that it's basically certain that Joe Xiu did it. The city of chaos is checking the army now. He should have gone beyond Andre and started this war just to absorb the resentment of these innocent people who were slaughtered."