Chapter 3167: Theresa and Funerary Objects

After realizing that he was in a grave at this time, fatigue and sleepiness surged up. Xia De knew very well that this was not the real reaction of his body. If he really dared to sleep here, he would probably never wake up again.

He yawned and was choked by the stench of decay, coughing. He groped in the narrow coffin with both hands, and fortunately, he did not find a "roommate." He only touched a metal bracelet, but it was just an ordinary item.

Then he endured the negative state of whole-body weakness and mental fatigue to perceive the space, and then determined that he could not go out directly by "Lagley's Leap." Then he wanted to use "Turn Stone into Mud," but found that he was in a grave, and all spellcasting was restricted. Although it was not completely impossible to cast spells, the effect of spellcasting was reduced quite exaggeratedly.

But fortunately, even though he was abnormally tired now, the outsider still had a powerful physique tempered by a few drops of divinity. It was indeed not easy to exert force while curled up in a narrow space, but he still hit the coffin board above with his feet and body one by one.

Thus, the sound of bang, bang, bang~ kept coming from underground. About half a minute later, a hand reached out from under the black ground with grass buds growing behind the tombstone. Not long after, Xia De climbed out from the mud with the bracelet, breathing heavily.

After leaving the grave, the weakness of the body and the fatigue of the spirit slowly faded, and the restricted spellcasting ability almost returned to normal, but Xia De could still feel that this world was suppressing his power.

"Here... the edge of life and death? No, it's just a bit similar."

He couldn't care about observing the environment, leaned on the tombstone and breathed a few more breaths of damp, rotten air to restore his state. After leaving the grave, the stench became more obvious. The air around was extremely cold. This was not a place where the living could stay for a long time.

Only then did he finally scan the surroundings. Darkness was the main tone of the surroundings, and faint white fog lingered in the darkness. In the fog, tombstones of all kinds were densely packed in the wasteland. They did not face the same direction, nor were they arranged neatly, but were scattered randomly like a handful of rice, sitting messily in every corner that could be seen by the line of sight. And the distance between graves and graves, tombstones and tombstones was quite close. Xia De even suspected that some coffins would touch each other underground:

"'Tombstone Wasteland,' this place name, turned out to be the literal meaning."

The tombstone group could not be seen at a glance. However, most of the tombstones had white candles that were about to burn out, or kerosene lamps with broken lamp shades, or glowing crystals of unknown materials placed in front of the tombstones. Although these light sources did not make this world completely fall into darkness, they were also creating a more terrifying atmosphere:

"The stench of decay in the air is definitely the smell of corpses. I got used to this smell in the morgue in Moon Bay last summer."

He did not explore the surroundings first, but simply checked to confirm that there was nothing else in the grave, and then turned to the front of the tombstone to check the text on the tombstone. It was a pity that there was not a single letter on the marble tombstone, just a moon mark chiseled out with a chisel slightly toward the upper part.

"Then where will the partner this time be..."

He took his hand off the tombstone and continued to look around, expecting the light of a campfire or torch to appear. But his ears moved, and he heard the faint sound of bang, bang, bang~ coming from underground again. Xia De looked suspiciously at the tombstone group not far to the left of his "grave":

"Wait, the partner this time wouldn't be buried here too, right—Heart of Stone!"

The breath of death and the thin fog were seriously hindering the transmission of perception and sound, but Xia De still noticed the heartbeat of the living person under the ground. This at least guaranteed that there would be no ghouls jumping out to give him a surprise after he opened the coffin.

After walking quickly to the source of the sound, the underground rescue knocking sound became more obvious. Xia De turned out a toy from his pocket and turned it into an iron shovel to dig, but after the iron shovel touched the black mud on the ground, a spark burst out with a clang~, and the force of the counter-shock almost made the shovel slip from Xia De's hand.

He felt that the black mud under the grass was simply a layer of steel:

"That's not right, when I dug it out just now, the soil was in a normal wet and loose state, wasn't it?"

The underground cry for help was becoming weak, and the loss of physical strength and the decay of the soul easily made the person in the coffin fall into a deep sleep.

So Xia De stabbed the iron shovel hard into the layer of mud that looked loose again. This time the shovel handle broke directly.

"Moonlight Great Sword!"

The tip of the silver great sword was stabbed by Xia De toward the ground, but even the spiritual weapon could not pierce the mud:

"Wait a minute, this is... the earth of this wasteland is protected by something."

Also at this moment, Xia De noticed that the light in the thick fog in the darkness was approaching him. It was not the weak light of a candle head or a broken oil lamp. The crimson firelight made him feel the familiar warmth in this weird world.

Turning around, he saw two figures approaching from the tombstone cluster. One of them was holding a fire source, and the other was holding an iron shovel. Xia De immediately held his sword and waited vigilantly, and the two figures running from the fog discovered him at this time.

One of the figures holding the lamp wore a black-gray long robe, the skin was as white as fragile porcelain, and a silver eye mask resembling a crown was worn on the face to cover the eyes, and the hair was deep black like ink.

If it weren't for her slightly shorter height, Xia De almost thought Sister Daifulin had also come here. After the lady who looked slightly older than Sister Daifulin approached, Xia De was very sure that this was also a nun holding fire. He could feel the power unique to the initial fire in the kerosene lamp she was holding.

As for the witch who followed the nun, carrying a brown student messenger bag and holding an iron shovel—

"Xia De!"

The young girl wearing round-rimmed glasses and golden long hair tied into a braid shouted incredibly, froze for a moment, and immediately wanted to rush over across the tombstone that was blocking the way, but was pulled by the sleeve by the unknown nun:

"Be careful, the living person we detected should still be underground."

Xia De then said several words in a row:

"Lost Lake, Sea of No Light, Tower in the Fog, Ship and Dragon, Emperor holding a sword, God on the tower, Boy fishing."

This time the golden-haired girl broke free from the nun's hand and rushed over to hug Xia De:

"Xia De!"

"Theresa!"

The future principal of the Cerces Higher Medical College, the niece of Witch Emperor Miss Violet, welcomed the reunion with Xia De again. Two years later, the girl wearing glasses had not changed much, still the student-like appearance when she just graduated.

She hugged Xia De tightly and didn't let go, and Xia De also hugged her. He found that his surprise at this reunion was not very big. When he parted with them in the Sea of No Light last time, Xia De knew that there would definitely be a time to meet again.

It was just that the location of this reunion was not romantic at all, and it was clearly not the time to reminisce:

"Theresa, do you have any way to dig up the ground? There is someone below."

The girl with red eyes let go of Xia De, looked at Xia De who had been reunited after a long absence, and then explained:

"Tombstone Wasteland is protected by the 'Grave King,' and conventional power cannot destroy graves that do not belong to you. Use this, only this can dig up other people's graves."

After the graduation trip to the "Sea of No Light," she completely changed from a "student" identity to a witch who walked into society. Although following the Witch Emperor Miss Violet, who was already at the demigod level, could not be strictly considered "walking into society," but for her life ideals and the teacher's expectation that she could inherit her career, she felt that life seemed to be more annoying than when writing her graduation thesis.

However, there were benefits without the constraints of the school, such as being able to visit the scenery everywhere in the material world under the pretext of various academic research and running errands.

Theresa actually had the thought of "maybe Xia De will appear somewhere and be run into by me," but of course she would not say it. And telling her feelings to Xia De, who had not seen her for a long time, made her feel that even the influence of the surrounding environment on her was reduced.

She hoped that this journey could go further and longer, and she had countless stories to share with Xia De.

"I have already met Miss Eliser in the Sixth Era."

It was not just Theresa telling her story along the way, Xia De also shared the future. However, because he did not want to destroy the time order, he could not say it in too much detail:

"Miss Eliser has not changed much from when we parted in the Sea of No Light. I asked her about you and Miss Violet, and she said you were all very good. I have already found a way to actively travel through time to see you after paying a certain price."

Although it was strange to talk about love in a place full of tombstones, they had no other choice:

"Sooner or later, you will see me on a sunny day with birds and flowers and colorful colors, not always on remote islands, shipwrecks after shipwrecks, or graveyards."

Theresa smiled softly, then stopped and bent down to put down the kerosene lamp and took off her glasses:

"I know it's strange to do this now, but... Xia De, I really miss you."

She hugged Xia De's neck and sent a passionate kiss. Xia De also responded passionately to the young girl's feelings, and apologized in his heart to Mr. Henry Chichester behind him, Mr. Bernard Touvas on the left, Miss Kamala Wesley on the right front, and "Joker Harley" behind Theresa.

PS1: Figure of this chapter "Tombstone Wasteland".

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