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Chapter 367 Talking to the Dead
There was only silence in the room.

After a long time, a priest said with a worried expression, "The art of talking to the dead is a divine art of the undead department."

Divine magic is the power from the gods. It is different from the arcane magic used by spellcasters such as mages or warlocks. The casting of divine magic is to obtain part of the power of gods through years of prayer to the gods or ideas one believes in.

Many divine spells and arcane magic have almost overlapping effects, such as certain tricks and even the complete resurrection of nine-ring magic, but there are also some specific divine spells that arcane magic cannot usually cast, such as healing .

Of course, the conversation with the dead technique is also in this category.

The creator of this magical technique is the god of death, Eric, the god of language. Its function is to wake up the dead and let the dead answer the five questions of the caster. After the five questions are over, the dead will enter a complete long sleep and cannot pass through. The dead talk technique wakes it up, and only the complete resurrection technique can bring it back to life again.

The priests present are all from the Temple of Justice, and they believe in Tyr, the God of Justice.

How could the priest of Tyr use the dead man's talk technique? In fact, such a question is already an offense.

"Sorry." Tang Sen closed his eyes and pondered for a moment: "It seems that I have to think of other ways."

He looked at the butler of the Moonstone Mask, and said: "I hope you have measures to preserve the corpse here, I still have important matters to ask Mr. Irwin, before that, I'm afraid he will need to stay here for a while. "

The butler looked embarrassed: "This is a hotel—"

Barn raised his brows: "A hotel that allows guests to die in guest rooms for no reason?"

"Tomorrow is the scorching sun competition." Maris the wanderer said casually beside him: "If we spread the news, those big businessmen from various places will definitely be very concerned about why even the floating tavern is closed. Can't guarantee the safety of the guests?"

The butler suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and stammered, "I, I can think of a way."

Seeing this, the priests left the room one by one. The butler saluted and left in a hurry, never saying anything about the fee for the pastor.

When only the members of the team were left in the room, the monk sighed, walked up to the poor Mr. Dwarf's body, and said, "I have seen too many deaths. At least, Mr. Irwin is at the end of his life. Lying in a room worth more than ten dragon coins per night with a happy mood, instead of lying on the cold and dirty ground."

"Although I can't accept this kind of death." The anger on Bahn's face subsided, and it was hard to say that his attack on the butler just now was not deliberately performed because of the finished episode.

After all, death is a very common thing. If Mr. Dwarf died in some other hotel in Neverwinter, it would not even attract more attention. Even the hotel owner would just throw the body out casually .

On the contrary, Cuixi felt genuine sadness for the death of Mr. Dwarf. Even though Mr. Dwarf was indeed not likable, it was probably the first time for this fledgling mage to see someone he knew die in front of him.

"Mr. Townsend, what you want to know should be the location of the ruins that Mr. Irwin knows?" Maris said, "Currently there is a temple of Tyr, the God of Justice, and Ou, the God of Knowledge, in Neverwinter. Gema's Temple of Knowledge, and of course, the Temple of Wealth of Vol'jin, Goddess of Wealth."

"The priests of these three gods probably don't know how to talk to the dead, and besides that, there may be some other gods and even devils and devils hidden in Neverwinter. The believers of these gods should be good at undead and even For more evil magic, but it is not easy to find them."

The local wanderer showed his knowledge of Neverwinter, and continued: "Of course, if you're lucky, you can find this kind of priest in some taverns, I'll ask people I know to pay attention. "

"You can also go to the magic item store in the business district." Barn interjected, "There will be some magic items for sale there. If you are lucky, you may be able to find an item that contains the dead man's talk skill. Of course, it must be very expensive. !"

Tang Sen nodded: "Thank you, your information is very important to me."

"Then, let's start with the easiest way. Let's go shopping in the commercial street."

"I thought the easiest way would be to go to the tavern to inquire," Bain muttered, "After all, going to the tavern will cost you a few silver coins at most."

"I won't go." The monk said: "This adventure is over. Since there are no loot, the usual link of distributing the loot is unnecessary. Let's part here. I have to go quickly." Find another job."

"Carmelo has adopted a lot of orphans, so it needs money." Barn explained to Tang Sen, and then said to the monk: "Are you going to do it alone? Actually, I think following the spellcaster from another world will A good idea, after all, the ruins he and the gnomes want to visit sound like a nice adventure."

He paused: "Of course, I mean if Mr. Townsend is willing."

Before waiting for Tang Sen to respond, the monk shook his head: "Of course Mr. Tang Sen is a very powerful spellcaster, and the ruins he is going to will certainly have rich harvests, but this is not the way I hope."

"My ability is not enough to help Mr. Townsend, is it?" The monk said with a smile: "Aside from following him to drag his legs, there is no point in joining the team. This does not conform to my creed."

Of course he knew that if he could follow Tang Sen, his adventure would be much easier and he would have a lot of money. This can be seen from Tang Sen's generous shots, but as a monk, he never likes to get something for nothing.

Maris had a tangled look on his face, and finally agreed: "Carmelo is right, I...I think so too."

"You're not." Bahn rolled his eyes and said, "Carmelo is a monk, and you are a wanderer."

These straightforward words immediately made Maris look embarrassed.

"Okay." Tang Sen interrupted the atmosphere and said to the monk: "I am indeed planning to go to the Eternal Wasteland to explore the ruins. I can't do it alone. I need the help of experienced adventurers. , of course, I follow your wishes."

"If there is anything that needs my help in the future, please feel free to ask."

The monk suddenly smiled: "With your words, my trip is worthwhile."

He greeted the others, and then left freely.

"Then, I'll go find out about the pastor first." Maris whispered, and walked out.

Trixi looked at the crowd in confusion, and finally lowered her head:

"I'll be here with Mr. Irving."

(End of this chapter)