"Tigres?"

Roland spoke tentatively, which was not like a female name.

In the old Truk language, Tigras means Shadow of the Night. Mostly refers to the followers of Haas, the god of Shadow of the Night.

Today, five hundred years after the Night God has died, it is impossible for anyone to use a name with this meaning.

"I am Caricia." He spoke slowly, and the pale and haggard face of the Dead Master, who seemed very weak, was covered with tears.

Caricia... is another infamous name, representing the Dark Moon goddess Garcia.

Could it be that it was the dark Truks left over from the theocracy?

With such doubts, Roland took a few steps towards her.

But it was discovered that the Dead Mage's face was intact, and her shriveled body showed that she was transforming towards the lich.

"You are the group of humans who broke into Ellison..." He raised his head with difficulty, and the Dead Mage requested word by word; "Kill me. Before things cannot be saved, completely destroy my soul."

"I heard it right..." Eldan pretended to be dead and lay on the ground, but his ears didn't let go of every sound in the room. After hearing the words of the Dead Master, he was shocked by the words and exhaled in a low voice.

"Why?"

As a great master of the Dead Soul, he actually wanted to die by himself. This situation was the first time that Roland had encountered it in hundreds of years since he became a dead soul.

"No...no time, Tigrace will open the door to the underworld. He needs my power, and only by destroying my soul... can we delay the death leader's summoning king before the church or Tarasha stops him." Caricia knew that her words were difficult to understand, but she believed that no human would reject her request.

"I heard that after the undead riot five years ago, the Death Leader only had two remnants of the Dead and one lich in the Southern Continent." The news Andrey heard from special channels should not be wrong. If this woman was the remnant, then "Tigres" would definitely be the last remaining lich.

Not to mention why Caricia, a Trukian, wanted to fall into the dead, and why was she imprisoned here as a great master of the Dead?

Roland was eager to know about how the Death Corps opened the gates of the Underworld.

If this method is not eradicated, even if Caricia's soul is destroyed, the problem will not be solved.

Death Corps can also open new channels in other places with elemental magic.

"As a descendant of God, who has longevity and strength that humans cannot imagine, why are you still tempted to become the servant of the God of Death?"

"The longing for immortality is just a fantasy of human beings. For our clan, thousands of years of lifespan is an endless torture. We cannot obtain the true status of the gods, and we are always jealous and rejected by human beings." With the candlelight on the long table with various vessels, Caricia saw clearly the appearance of the intruder who fell from the secret passage above.

Her anxiety was also relieved by discovering the blood wings and the double sword badge on Roland; "Tigres... are my companion. We met during the Three Kings of Peace, and spent a thousand years peacefully together, but did not want to be divided by death... In grief, I chose to violate the law and call Tigres, who had fallen into reincarnation, back to this world.

I gave up the honor of the descendants of God and insisted on becoming a soul wizard. However, I found that he had changed. He was no longer Tigrace, who I was familiar with before. He became bloody and warlike, and wanted to destroy all living things in the world."

"This is the fate that the undead cannot disobey, curse, hate all living beings. They are jealous of other creatures who still have life, so they want to destroy everything." Roland is very familiar with this feeling.

At the beginning of becoming a dead soul, she was also confused.

Although the memories in her mind belong to her past self, she also panic and suffered when she came to this world when she found that her body gradually became a dead soul.

Although it has never been shown in front of others, the pain has ripped her soul and bited her body. If it weren't for the remaining hope and reason in the depths of the soul, I would have fallen into the abyss of resentment like other undead.

"Maybe it..." Seeing that his spirit was weakening slightly, Caricia raised her head and made her final request; "Kill me and destroy the formed chain of souls in my body, so that I can completely erase me from the existence of this world."

"I will complete your request, but...firstly, you have to tell me why the Death Leader can open the door to the underworld without the key to the earth. The ban of the Gods of Light cannot be opened without the power of God." Pull out the Holy Blazing Light, and the sword blade lit up little by little with the transformation of the breath of death on Caricia.

"You... it turns out to be..." Seeing Roland take off the mask covering her face and reveal her true appearance, Caricia, whose breath of death had already surged on her forehead, burst into surprise in her silent eyes, and then turned to calm in the midst of enlightenment.

"If it is yours, it should be able to relieve Tigrace's pain. Ah... the paradise that my tribe yearns for for generations... that world without war, hunger, poverty... From then on, there will be no more sorrow, pain, or despair."

The last words made Roland's hand holding the sword tremble suddenly. Isn't this what she once said in the Golden Tree?

"stop!!"

Lich Tigras stood at the door of the alchemy room, waving the authority given by the Lich King. Countless purple souls rushed over, scaring Eldan so much that he rolled under the stone table beside him.

The dead soul surrounded Roland, but did not dare to take another step closer.

Amid the shrill cry, the white light of the holy sword evoked a dazzling light.

Roland raised his sword and stabbed Caricia's chest, who had been completely transformed into a lich, completely shattering the power of the undead to maintain his soul.

"No!!"

Tigrace put aside the authority in his hand, dissolving his completely ossified hands despite the extremely hot lightsaber that was to the undead, and insisted on pulling out the holy sword that had already penetrated deep into Caricia's chest.

"Tigres...Tigres...My lover, if you were not for you, the life span of a thousand years would have become boring. Just like the sea of ​​death, it is useless. I really want to... live with you, live together..."

In the holy light, the fallen soul was completely purified, and the body of the Dead Master completely melted into the air, leaving only a piece of gray powder scattered.

"It's over...my dream. I carefully weave the dream for five years...Calicia, if it weren't for your call, how could I return to this world again? If it weren't for you, how could I accept the Lich King's request for blood and killing? What's the point of thousands of lives... How could they compare with you..." The hot red light in the Lich's eyes faded, and there was no longer the previous madness and burning heat.

"Everyone in this world, every creature has a partner, relative, and friend whom you love deeply. Everyone you kill has suffered as much as you. Tigrace, your love is too cruel and too selfish." Rawland sighed lowly. "Since I love her... Since I love her, why did I turn her into a lich? She has given up the glory of being a descendant of God for you and has fallen souls, why didn't even leave this last chance for her? If she was still a living creature, I would never destroy her soul."

"Because... Laxis and Samar said that Morra would give its people a new body and recast the world. But... but... now everything is lost, dreams, expectations, life... is lost..." Tigray was crawling in the ashes on the ground, all his thoughts were ashes.

"Silly! Death is the God of Destruction. It only has the power of destruction, but has not created any life. The power of the law cannot be violated. Even the gods will die, let alone the descendants of humans and gods.

But I still remember the Night Shadow and the Dark Moon God. As the Lord God, they were also pulled down from the throne and annihilated in the sea of ​​time. Tigrace, as a descendant of the gods, you can't even see through such a simple truth..."

"It's not that I can't see through it! It's that I don't want to see through it!!" The lich smiled madly; "Because I am attached to this world, I have such a dream that I can never realize."

"Tell me how to open the door of the underworld. If you still have a trace of reason and conscience, tell me, Tigras. As you are a Truk, descendant of God, not a lich." The holy light enveloped the entire alchemy room. Tigras saw Roland's appearance clearly in the light. It grabbed Roland's robe tightly, and the red light flashed in its eyes, and the brutality flashed through its death.

In the end, it was resigned to death.

"The clan of Gods has the power of the key. The key of the earth is made up of the heads of the Light Truks. As long as you have a bloodline that is strong enough to match, you can open the door to the underworld. This is the secret, this is the reason, kill me, just like you destroy Caricia, and let this body without any attachment return to the earth."

The gorgeous holy light enveloped the lich, and its body burned into ashes in the burning of flames.

"Rest in peace, may your souls no longer suffer." The Holy Blazing Light once again returned to an ordinary blunt sword, and Roland stared at the two piles of ashes fused together under his feet, looking sad.

boom!!!!

A huge roar rang out the moment the lich soul was destroyed, and the entire remains trembled.

Pulling up Erdan, who was still hiding under the table, Roland put on her mask again to cover her face that could easily cause misunderstandings.

"Leave quickly, this ruin is about to collapse."

As Roland said, the entire city of Ellison is collapsing, and the gate of the underworld that has been forced to open is sweeping wildly with anything close to the forbidden zone.
Chapter completed!