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Chapter 157 - Hall of the Dead

Chapter 58 - Hall of the Dead

The battle was over, and some people were sent by Iriles to sort out the corpses of their comrades.

A few veterans gathered next to the dragon's corpse, pointing and talking about something, nothing more than some ancient legends or something.

"By the way... do you know that there seems to be a saying about dragons?" A bearded veteran pointed to the dragon and said, "My grandfather told me before that the legendary dragon is Immortals...their souls return to their bodies, that is to say...their corpses are resurrected."

"This seems to be true. My father also told me when I was a child." Another bearded veteran who didn't wear a helmet nodded affirmatively, "So these dragons are actually resurrected from those dragon tombs in the wild? So... ... Is the beast in front of us still alive? Maybe it will be resurrected?"

"I don't know, I think to be on the safe side, everyone will burn the dragon's body together later."

At this moment, Zuo Genbao came over and asked these veterans, "What are you talking about? What are you burning?"

When the bearded veteran saw him coming, he smiled and said, "Ha, our warrior is here, come take a look, it's the corpse of this beast, because some legends have said that the dragon will be resurrected, we are going to wait I will take this corpse and burn it, even if it can't prevent its resurrection, it should be able to delay its resurrection time...Huh? Oh shit!!"

Several veterans stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of them——

Zhuo Genbao hadn't spoken a few words to them when Zhuo Genbao came over, and the corpse of the giant dragon beside him began to burn... It wasn't that someone set fire to it, but the corpse itself was on fire!Before he could understand what was going on, he was surrounded by a burst of light from the dragon's corpse.

There seems to be a faint dragon's cry in the air...

Iriles also noticed the situation here. It was the first time she saw a dragon, and she didn't understand what was going on, so she had to temporarily order everyone to retreat.

"Everyone back off...what the hell happened?" She looked at Tang Yuan, "Hey, do you know what's going on here?"

Tang Yuan nodded: "En."

"If you know, just say it. It would be embarrassing if this guy died."

"That's right, I know." He pointed to Zhuo Genbao, who was wrapped in the light and looked dazed, and said, "He's sucking the dragon soul."

"Sucking the dragon soul... you mean, he is absorbing the soul of the giant dragon!?" At this moment, the bearded veteran next to him seemed to have remembered something, and stood up with wide eyes and asked Tang Yuandao.

"That's right, he is absorbing the soul of a giant dragon... Dragons are immortal, because their souls will not enter reincarnation, but will be resurrected directly on the original corpse... Therefore, there is only one kind of person who has the true, The power to completely kill the dragon." Tang Yuan said and looked at the bearded veteran, "Big beard, look at your expression, you should know what I mean, right?"

"I know..." the bearded man swallowed his saliva and nodded, "but...it's impossible...it's been so many years..."

"Nothing is impossible." Tang Yuan pointed in the direction where Zuo Genbao was located, "Look~"

Everyone looked over and found that Zuo Genbao's side had returned to calm, but the dragon's body had been burned to the point where only a pile of skeletons remained, with a few scattered scales hanging on it. There is a little left.

But at this moment, Zha Genbao stood there with his eyes closed.

There was a low moan in his mind, which seemed to be the voice of the giant dragon before, but the voice echoed in his ears did not have any emotion, it was just talking in his ear, like some kind of perception, and like It is some kind of instinctive inheritance...

Zha Genbao suddenly understood something, opened his eyes, faced a direction where no one was around, opened his mouth and roared: "Fus!!"

Suddenly a light blue air wave gushed out of his mouth with a "boom", which looked like an air cannon, and it hit the ground with another "boom", making a depression in the ground.

Tang Yuan blushed for a while watching from the side: This is the real power of Dragon Roar... In the game, you can only roar people hard, so what kind of Dragon Roar is that?
The bearded man stepped forward, pointing at Zhuo Genbao, his voice trembling as he spoke: "My God...you, you are really...Dragonborn..."

"Dragonborn? Are you talking about me?" Zhuo Genbao looked at the bearded man and asked back, "Stop joking, things like Dragonborn...haven't appeared in hundreds of years, how could I be Dragonborn?"

"But you did absorb the soul of the giant dragon... and you even used the dragon roar! You must know that even ordinary people can learn the dragon roar, but it is not something that can be used at your age! You are definitely Dragonborn!"

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Marcus City.

In the Hall of the Dead, Nifa Jieluo came in cursingly dragging a corpse, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Priest...priest! Priest of Alkai! Are you there? Hello!?"

Verulus came out of the room with a dark face: "What's the noise? The place where the dead rest is not allowed to make loud noises... Uh, huh? Are you one of the little girls who... that hero Helgen followed? Why are you back? Didn’t you go out to wipe out the oath-breakers?”

Nifa Jieluo nodded... and then kicked the corpse beside him: "Look, this is it. This thing was hung at the entrance of the Dibella Temple. After that, we forgot about it... But my sister-in-law also uttered cruel words, saying that whoever put the girl down will be trampled to death. This is great, and it will be over when we think about it. After so many days, I was still in a hurry and was sent back by my sister-in-law to dispose of the corpse."

Verulus walked over to have a look—the body lying on the ground was the body of Tonar Yinxue, which was already stinking because no one cared for it for more than ten days. This is because the temperature in Skyrim Province is relatively low. Go to a warmer place...Maybe there are already maggots.

"This guy is...Tonar Silver Blood? Alkai, look, this face has been deformed. How many days have you hung him up?"

"Who knows? Anyway, at least ten days... You can figure it out yourself, this guy was hung at the entrance of the Dibella Temple on the day he was killed... Let me tell you, when I went to put this thing down just now Ah, the ladies and sisters in the Dibella Temple were crying so happily... They all said, "Finally sent away", "Thank you, Mrs. Dibella", "Little sister, my sister likes you", or something... Maybe it is true It stinks."

The priestesses of the Dibella Temple really suffered a disaster for no reason...

Verulus looked at Tonar's body, feeling nothing in his heart—at least he was an Arkai priest who specialized in dealing with the dead. He had seen corpses more disgusting than this, and a mere stinking corpse was not bad. Nothing, but this does not mean that he is willing to take in this corpse: "I said, no matter what this guy did, he is still a dead person. No matter who he is, he is just a dead person after death. Why are you like this? ?”

"As for it, who made him offend my sister-in-law?" Nifa Jieluo curled his lips with disdain, "It's not bad to hang at the entrance of the temple. If I followed my previous virtue, I would have chopped it up and cooked it for me. His family has eaten."

"I'm going...Are you serious?" Verulus couldn't bear it—how bad did this little girl have to be to do such a thing?

"Whatever you think, I'm only responsible for sending the corpse over, the rest... I'll leave it to you, an expert who specializes in reassuring the dead." Nifa Jieluo dropped these words, turned around and was about to leave Hall of the Dead.

Verulus stopped her: "Wait a minute...not now, the Hall of the Dead is temporarily closed."

"Huh? Why??" Reverse Fajieluo asked.

"Uh...uh, anyway...because of some technical reasons...well... Anyway, the Hall of the Dead is temporarily closed, so you should send your corpse somewhere else, or take it to the wild to feed the wolves. "Verulus said with an embarrassed face and was about to run to his room, "You, you can..."

Then he felt something entangled his feet, and he couldn't move his legs. When he looked down, countless black hairs came out from nowhere, entangled his legs tightly...

"My god, what the hell is this!? Let me go!! Let me tell you, I'm covered by Alkai! Alkai, are you afraid? The god of reincarnation~!"

"I'm afraid, I'm not in his charge..." Nifa Jieluo murmured, pulling him back.

"Wow!!"

She stepped on Verulus's back and asked, "So what happened to the Hall of the Dead? My sister-in-law told me before, send the corpse back and let me help you solve the problem you encountered here. The problem... what trouble are you having?"

Verulus was stepped on by her and kept struggling, dancing on the ground: "Indeed, there is indeed trouble... Well, can you let me go first? I am also a priest after all, how can you step on me like this?" Save face... Let go, sister, will I beg you?"

"Okay, let me let go, tell me what happened?"

Verulus stood up and dusted off the ashes on his body, and replied helplessly: "Actually, there is something wrong with the corpses... The corpses that were handled well suddenly all rotted. If people outside know that the corpses of their relatives and friends have changed If you look like this, don’t you kill me? I have to close the Hall of the Dead before finding out the problem..."

"Oh... I understand, take me to have a look." Nifa Jieluo kicked him on the buttocks, "If you want to talk about corpses...you may not know as much as I do."

"Yes, yes, you have the final say..."

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)