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Chapter 23 Today is another day full of hope

The skeleton demon was also submerged in the lava.

Now, Xue Fa Lun and Barak are both undead. They are no different from the Lich King. The blazing flames will purify all evil, including them.

But for some reason, the Skeleton Demon melted much slower than the Lich King.

The magma corroded the skeleton demon, burning its skeleton into pieces.

In a very short period of time, the Lich King has repeated the process of "death-resurrection-death" hundreds of times.

In the space of consciousness, there was a deathly silence.

"Xue boy, Dagu is fake, right..." Old Barak asked this question as he looked at Xue Lufen, who had completely turned into a ghost.

Xue Lufen was silent. He felt an incomparable burning heat at this moment, a high temperature that seemed to burn out the fire of his weak soul.

"Actually, there are many flaws, but I've always wanted to believe that the ancient story is based on real people and real events, just like the legends sung by bards from ancient times. Although they will gradually distort and change as they are sung, there must be a prototype..."

"But whether it's true or false, it doesn't matter..." The old undead looked at the undead Xue Falun who was curled up and about to spontaneously combust.

"Crack!" The chains that bound him broke one by one. They were the seal imposed on him by the previous Pope, and also the seal of "God" on evil in this world. At this moment, they were all broken, and he broke free from the confinement of the consciousness space in Xue Lufen's body.

The old undead used his body to protect the young undead.

"To me, you are the true light..."

"Perhaps, the real Barak died twenty years ago, and the one who survived is just a pitiful ghost who inherited his memory..."

"Thank you, kid."

The old undead smiled, his body purified in the lava, his soul turned upside down at that moment.

The hideous skeleton demon's skeleton slowly gathered together, the sharp bone spurs were melted, and the holes were filled.

Pure white feathers slowly grew from the unfolded bone wings. The once ferocious skeleton gradually coalesced, gradually melted, and was recast and forged...

The skeleton demon spread his white wings in the lava. At this moment, he did not look like a dead soul at all, as if he had completely transformed from a dead soul to a "heroic spirit".

The magic sword that symbolized the seal of old Barak, the hideous eyeballs on it now turned into shining gems, the guard of the giant sword turned into wings, and the original bone blade was completely transformed into a holy sword emitting a metallic luster!
The transformation of the original paladin into an undead, coupled with the continuous purification of the Holy See for more than 20 years, and with Xue Falun, this journey made him completely relieved.

Indistinctly, this undead who dedicated his life to the empire but finally just wanted to escape completed his sublimation.

Crossing the line between life and death, and transcending the extreme concepts of evil to holiness, the hideous skeleton turned into a sacred armor like an arbitration paladin, and the ugly bone wings turned into noble wings.

He truly transformed from an undead into a heroic spirit.

"No matter what, you must come home alive... I will definitely let you come home, definitely..."

The wings wrapped around the undead Xue Law.

For Xue Lufen, who was completely transforming into an undead, he had overused the power of the undead, causing his vitality to be suppressed by the power of the undead, thus beginning his irreversible transformation into an undead.

And since this undead erosion originally came from Barak when he was undead, then...

At this moment when Xue Falun's soul has not yet been completely transformed into the undead, let's reverse the reality!

"Thank you, Xue Law."

The portal to another world opened in the space of consciousness. This time, the old undead had separated from Xue Fa Lun. He sent Xue Fa Lun to the other side of the world, the world he had longed for and admired.

In fact, he really wanted to go to Dagu's concert again...

It doesn't matter whether it's true or false.

"Goodbye, may the Holy Light protect you!" Old Barak performed the standard Paladin etiquette, just as he had done decades ago. The portal to the other world closed, and after sensing the complete severance of the connection with Xue's Law, the old undead's noble body slowly transformed into a point of light and dissipated into the volcanic lava.

It's as if I have become one with the volcano.

The Lich King continued to repeat the process of "resurrection-death", sinking into the deepest part of the magma, sinking to the bottom of the earth's crust, hundreds of thousands of meters underground, a place that no one could find.

It still had the ability to think, and even struggled occasionally, but after an endless cycle, the Lich King finally gave up thinking...

……

The chirping of summer cicadas echoes outside the window.

The morning sun shone on the bed. Xue Lufeng slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously said, "Lao Deng, what time is it now?"

However, looking at the familiar room, Xue Lufen was slightly stunned.

He immediately touched his eyeballs, which were intact, not rotten or hollow.

He immediately got up and looked at his hands and body.

In his last consciousness, he should have become undead and started to rot, but now he is intact, as if he is countless times healthier than a normal person.

"Hey, old man? What's going on with me?" Xue Lufen immediately looked towards the consciousness space, ready to ask old Barak.

However, at this moment, the space of consciousness was empty, with only the lonely 19 hours and 48 minutes slowly counting down.

Looking at the empty space of consciousness, Xue Falun seemed to have guessed something.

In the past, at this time, the old man would always make a fuss, either urging him to get married, or constantly telling him to run away, or like an old man with no shame, he would keep repeating how his granddaughter had long legs, a thin waist, and big breasts...

However, when these sounds disappeared, Xue Lufen felt a little uncomfortable again.

People are always mean.

Xue Falun looked at the time. It was August 8th, exactly three days had passed.

This journey into another world felt like a dream. Xue Lufeng stretched out his hand and slowly chanted, "Holy Light..."

A spiral of light appeared in the palm of his hand, reflected in Xue Lufeng's pupils.

Perhaps the knowledge about the other world that the old man taught him was the real gift.

Xue Falu immediately stood up, opened his school notebook, and began to write down all the knowledge that old Barak had taught him.

Imperial Swordsmanship, Holy Light, Holy Shield, Holy Judgment...

These are the most valuable treasures, which are enough for Xue Falu to continue to practice in the real world and allow him to rise from the elite level to the legendary level.

After finishing all this, Xue Lufen nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the dozens of pages filled with Chinese text mixed with the imperial language.

Even if this book is lost, the imperial language, half of which is only recognized by Xue Falun, has powerful anti-counterfeiting measures.

After all, he had only studied Imperial language for a few days, and many of the things he couldn't write were spelled out using pinyin mixed with Imperial language pronunciation, and only he knew how to interpret them.

Linguists would probably be at a loss if they got this notebook.

Opening the curtains, the summer sun shines on Xue Lufen, and the summer cicadas outside the window make crisp sounds tirelessly.

"Goodbye, old man, you are my best teacher."

The sun was shining brightly, and Xue Lufeng said frivolously, "Today is another day full of hope."

(End of this chapter)