Chapter 177: Two Items Left Behind by the God of Death

Who are you?

After a moment of silence, Su Hao still couldn't suppress his curiosity.

He didn't think a necromancer would become a ghost after death.

Any species that dies could become a ghost; when undead creatures die, they don't turn into human ghosts.

Otherwise, if undead creatures died and turned into ghosts, then retransformed into undead creatures, wouldn't that be a bug? Who in the world has such luck? If that were true, the whole world would have long been ruled by undead creatures; there'd be nothing left for other races.

Necromancers are also a special kind of undead creature; Grandfather Andrew, after dying, naturally couldn't become a ghost.

So, facing the soul fire that floated out from Grandfather Andrew's tomb, Su Hao was full of curiosity.

Before he could think further, the soul fire spoke: "You should have seen my appearance if you could come to this place."

"My appearance?"

Su Hao blinked, looking at the human elder form the soul fire had taken, and suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Combining the soul fire's words, Su Hao suddenly had a flash of insight, understanding why he felt the elder's look was familiar.

Isn't this the elder depicted in the portrait he found in Grandfather Andrew's castle, the one he painted?

Clearly, the elder painted in that oil painting is Andrew himself.

Then this soul fire that looks and shares the same name as Andrew—could it really be the former sixth-rank necromancer Andrew? Yet, whether from Andrew's will or the appraisal certificate's results, Su Hao was certain Andrew was dead, truly dead.

Yet now, from Grandfather Andrew's tomb, a soul fire has drifted out, one that looks exactly like Grandfather Andrew.

Moreover, the meaning behind the soul fire's words is clear: he claims to be the Andrew in the portrait.

How could a dead necromancer possibly exist as a soul fire in this world? No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

Su Hao pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason.

Recently he frowned slightly and asked softly: "Are you the Andrew who left the location of his skeleton on the portrait and in the will? You should already be dead, right?"

"Portrait? If that's what you mean, you must have learned of this place from the ancient castle in the Dark Forest."

The soul fire didn't rush to answer Su Hao's question; instead, it nodded knowingly and continued:

"You're correct—I have indeed returned to the embrace of my god."

"But my mission isn't over; before my god fell asleep, he let me continue living in this world as a soul fire."

"It's to wait for your arrival, to hand over the item my god bestowed, to help my god awaken from slumber."

Su Hao: ……

If it were divine intervention, especially by the God of Death, then a necromancer becoming a soul after death wouldn't be impossible.

But Andrew's other words left Su Hao speechless.

Earlier, the Bone Dragon merely claimed to be the God's Chosen.

Now, however, Grandfather Andrew's meaning is that Su Hao must take the item left by the God of Death to help the sleeping God of Death awaken. I, a mere Supernatural Second Rank, can't even bear a trace of divine power, yet I'm supposed to help a deity wake up—this is really making things difficult for me……

If you want to take the item left by the God of Death, you must first help the God of Death awaken from sleep; otherwise, you might as well not take it.

For an item of unknown purpose, risking your life would just mean returning to your grandmother's home.

The soul fire that Andrew turned into clearly saw this; he hurriedly explained: "Little friend, little friend, don't rush; hear me out."

"My god arranged this naturally, with deep meaning; you needn't worry too much—my god has already settled everything."

"First look at the item my god left, then decide; what do you think?"

"Looking is fine, but I'll say this upfront: if this harms my interests, I won't do it."

Su Hao sensed the essence blood placed on Da Xiong Mao, nodded slightly, and agreed to Andrew's proposal.

As a Crimson Bone Demon, as long as he has a drop of blood, Su Hao won't die.

To avoid accidents, when leaving the sanctuary, Su Hao drew a bowl of blood and placed it on Da Xiong Mao.

Even if the item is left by a deity, Su Hao doesn't believe it could instantly destroy his and Da Xiong Mao's blood completely.

However, Su Hao knows his worry is unnecessary.

If the item's power were truly that great, why go through all this trouble? If it could actively attack, Su Hao wouldn't have been able to leave the last time he came.

Precisely for these reasons, Su Hao dares to boldly want to see what this item is.

"Of course, of course, I in this form can't force you to do anything; you're right."

Seeing Su Hao agree, Andrew visibly sighed in relief, and the soul fire flickered twice.

The next moment.

From his damaged tomb, a large and a small black light sphere flew out and landed before Su Hao.

Inside the larger sphere was a black scythe over two meters long, wrapped in strands of black qi, exuding an intense deathly aura, as if it were the embodiment of death.

Fortunately, this is the Bone Sea, where not even a weed grows; otherwise, just the scythe's aura would instantly wither all surrounding weeds.

Even Su Hao's physical strength, standing before that black scythe, felt slightly uncomfortable, a faint sting on his skin.

Clearly, this is a powerful offensive weapon.

"Huh? This is……"

Just as Su Hao was about to appraise the black scythe with the Item Appraisal Technique, his gaze was suddenly drawn to the object inside the smaller sphere.

It was a black crystal; in terms of presence and appearance, it wasn't as striking as the black scythe.

But upon seeing the black crystal, Su Hao felt a faint sense that this was something he had long sought.

Immediately, Su Hao focused his thoughts and used the Item Appraisal Technique on the black crystal.

(End of Chapter)