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Zhang Xinying stopped talking.
The werewolf prophet looked at Dongfang Jing, then at Zhang Xinying beside him, and swallowed back the words that he had been about to say.
When the health of the Corpse King Clot was emptied, nothing was dropped, not even an ordinary material.
Lin Yi knew this from the beginning.
Looking at Clot lying on the ground, everyone was silent.
At this moment, they did not feel the joy of killing the BOSS, nor did they feel disappointed because the BOSS did not drop equipment. All they felt was a sense of incomprehensible melancholy.
At this moment, a transparent shadow floated up from Clot's body.
"Klotte?"
Everyone looked at the shadow in shock and joy. Everyone turned their eyes to Lin Yi, hoping
You can get an explanation from Lin Yi.
Because the phantom now is the mighty and domineering Clot in the illusion just now, not the rotten corpse king.
However, Lin Yi ignored them and respectfully handed over the [Morgan's Bone] and said:
"I am here on the orders of Aiborn, the Lord of Xuanwu City, to lead the Lizardmen back to the Hundred Clans."
When Clotte's soul took the token from Lin Yi, Lin Yi said respectfully again:
"Thank you for your hard work, Saint."
Clotte took the [Morgan's Bone] and looked at it, then sighed:
"My mission has come to an end."
This time, Clotte will throw a scroll into the air.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the scroll emitted a brilliant light, dispersing the dark clouds in the sky.
The warm sunshine shines on the earth, and the darkness retreats to give way to light.
The dilapidated village was restored to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The messy long street was restored to tidiness in an instant.
In the middle of the street, a sending formation emitting a mysterious light appeared out of nowhere.
What was even more surprising was that the ghosts in the wastelands surrounding the village actually revealed their true forms one by one, transforming into lizard men, and then floated away into the sky with peaceful looks on their faces until they disappeared.
At the end of the village, a group of lizardmen appeared there with confused looks on their faces, looking at each other.
A lizard man asked in confusion:
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Some lizardmen also looked panicked:
"Why are we still here?"
Some also thought of Clotte: "Where is the Saint? Has anyone seen the Saint?"
What was strange was that Clot's soul was clearly in front of Lin Yi, but the lizardmen not far away seemed unable to see it.
A group of lizardmen gathered together, pointing at Lin Yi and others and discussing something from time to time.
It is not difficult to see from the few words of these lizardmen that these hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye for them.
I'm afraid that at this moment their memories are still only stuck on the moment when they were rescued by Clot.
This is the luckiest group Lin Yi has ever met since he learned about the historical background of the game.
Because of Clot, they escaped the darkest and most tragic period in the continent of Rafaam.
Looking at those lizardmen whose highest level was only Lv36, Lin Yi seemed to understand why they had this 'special treatment'...
Because with the fighting power of this ethnic group, they would be no more than cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Suddenly, a beam of light fell on Clot's head.
Clotte looked towards the village entrance in surprise. When Clotte noticed Dongfang Jing standing there, he was puzzled at first, but later he was attracted by Zhang Xinying and the werewolf prophet beside her.
He didn't expect to meet the werewolf prophet here, and in such a way.
As the prophet of the werewolf clan, Idra is well-known among the hundreds of clans.
Clot and the Werewolf Prophet looked at each other and smiled.
The special meaning of this smile could perhaps only be fully understood by the two souls.
Clot then expressed his gratitude to Zhang Xinying.
Because what Zhang Xinying just released
He used a 'Holy Word' to dispel the remnants of the corpse pill in Clot's body.
And now Clot's soul is the purest.
Although it was just a soul that was about to dissipate, Clot still hoped that his "body" would be pure and flawless at the last moment.
Finally, Clotte said to Lin Yi:
"I'm sorry, you guys helped me so much, but I don't have anything to give you in return."
After finishing speaking, a scroll fell in front of Lin Yi:
"I hope this helps you."
Lin Yi reached out and took it respectfully. It was the ancient scroll that Clotte had used before, named: [Time and Space Confinement], and it only had one use left.
Immediately afterwards, an ancient book fell in front of Lin Yi, and Clotte continued:
"I also want to ask you to find a suitable successor for me. Thank you!"
After Lin Yi put the scroll into his backpack, he took the book again.
Then Lin Yi's eyes widened instantly:
"This is."
Lin Yi could never have imagined that this book was actually Clot's inheritance: [Chain Maniac].
Thinking back to the scene where Clot was fighting the man in black robe with the chain, if he hadn't already had the inheritance, Lin Yi would probably have been unable to resist inheriting Clot's inheritance.
It’s just because the strength that Clot just showed was so strong!
Especially the chain in his hand, which is as flexible as his arm, is not only changeable but also extremely lethal. It is simply the enemy's nightmare.
Just with this inheritance in my hand, it can be said that today's trip is not in vain.
Lin Yi respectfully collected the two items and bowed:
"I will definitely live up to your trust and continue the Saint's legacy. I will then go to the demon clan battlefield and show the might of the Chain Saint Slayer."
"Good good!"
Hearing Lin Yi's words, Clotte laughed happily.
He looked at Lin Yi like a kind elder and said earnestly:
"The future of the continent is in your hands."
It can be heard that Clot has placed all his emotions on this continent, and his eyes can't conceal the nostalgia and reluctance to leave.
Lin Yi sighed deeply as he looked at the man in front of him, who could not let go of his concern for the mainland even after turning into a soul.
Then he bowed respectfully, and said with an extremely sad tone:
"Farewell, Saint."
When Tianci and the others saw this, they followed Lin Yi's example and said with the highest etiquette of the Rafaam Continent:
"Farewell, Saint."
Clot watched all this with a smile on his face. After a while, his soul slowly floated into the air, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and dissipated between heaven and earth.
As Clot's soul floated into the air, his eyes were always fixed on Dongfang Jing who was not far away.
Until the last moment when the light dissipated, Dongfang Jing's mouth moved a few times, and a relieved smile appeared on Clot's face.
As Clot's soul dissipated, the melancholy on Tianci and others' faces lingered for a long time.
Handsome asked:
"Do you think there are really people like him in this world?"
Lin Yi:
"Have!"
Because in his world, he is a living person.
However, Lin Yi did not explain, but walked towards the teleportation array that appeared in the center of the village.
"Let's go, let's go to the Netherworld."
When everyone thought that the matter was over, a space crack suddenly appeared next to the teleportation array.
Lin Yi's expression changed: "Everyone step back."
Not long after, a man in a black robe walked out of the space crack.
Lin Yi and the others thought they were seeing things at first, but as the group of lizardmen screamed:
"The man in black robe, it's the man in black robe!"
Everyone was shocked:
Not an illusion!
Dongfang Jing suddenly shouted:
"Fenghua, teleport away quickly!"
However, a sneer came from the black robe:
"Can you leave?"
In an instant, the entire lizardman village was shrouded in a transparent barrier.
The man in black robe said directly to Lin Yi: