Chapter 4207: Corpses and Skeletons

After leaving the gray fog area, the pain in body and mind disappeared together. Ms. Thorne sighed softly and then signaled Xia De to look back. When Xia De looked again, the fog had disappeared.

"Memory, as long as you experience it once, it will disappear. However, walking through the fog named memory is not without benefits. Lost memories related to the emotions corresponding to this fog may return, and it can also enhance our mental resilience."

Xia De nodded gently:

"So besides the fog of 'pain,' are there other emotions here?"

"Yes, theoretically any emotion that can be contained in memory will appear, but as far as my personal experience is concerned, the probability of encountering fog containing negative emotions is greater. This kind of fog is the most common thing in this swamp, but it is also the safest thing, after all, it will not cause real harm."

She signaled Xia De not to stop:

"The firelight is becoming dimmer, let's go back quickly, I still have a few books there..."

The witch's voice stopped abruptly. In the white fog ahead, a black shadow was rapidly approaching the two. The shadow didn't look like a human at all, and its speed was very fast.

"What is this again?"

Xia De asked softly, and the witch had already prepared to cast a spell:

"There are many strange things in the fog. This one looks like an enemy. I felt the breath of the undead, but it's not a ghost."

A corpse with gray-green skin soon broke through the thick white fog. It was different from most corpses Xia De had seen. It didn't walk on all fours, but hunched its waist and still walked on two feet. Black particles were scattered all over its body, and there was a look of "confusion" that only intelligent life had in its turbid yellow eyes.

And behind it, a series of black shadows were approaching. They were not single individuals.

Ms. Thorne recognized what this was:

"People who stay in this fog for too long and eventually die here will become like this. They have lost all their memories, and even after death, the corpse is still confused and doesn't know what to do.

Be careful, this kind of 'amnesiac corpse' will attack any life with memory. They like to gather together to attack living people, and their power is stronger than normal corpses."

Ms. Thorne emphasized:

"Note, as long as they get close to us, our memories will be absorbed by them. Only by killing those corpses that have absorbed memories can we get back that part of the lost memory."

"So we need to use long-range attacks, right?"

Xia De prepared to slash with moonlight, but thought about it and changed his mind:

"Ms. Thorne, let me try their strength first."

The witch nodded:

"No problem, this kind of corpse can be considered the most common enemy in this swamp. Their power belongs to the middle level, but it will be troublesome because they live in groups."

She gave up casting spells and signaled Xia De to attack. Seeing that the group of corpses had almost arrived in front of them, Xia De raised his right hand and extended his index finger forward, then used a miracle he hadn't used for a long time:

"Sunlight Ray!"

In the past, when using this miracle, if there was no 【Night Watchman】 as an ritual sword to bless the power of the miracle to reach the level of a light cannon, this miracle would only shoot out a scorching ray.

But this time, with Xia De's spellcasting, the warm golden light flowing along the blood vessels seemed to find a breakthrough. At that moment, the scorching light erupted from Xia De's fingertips, even making Ms. Thorne, who had an eye ailment behind Xia De, feel the scorching light just by touch.

A golden light ball accumulated at Xia De's fingertips, and the light cannon that erupted melted all the corpses blocking the front.

When the light dissipated, the warm temperature of the sun even remained in the wet fog. Xia De looked at his hand suspiciously, and "She" seemed to know what Xia De was thinking:

【Casting spells will not consume the power of that grain of sunlight. During the period of symbiosis with you, the sunlight will also self-repair with the circulation of your vitality.】

"No, I was thinking, am I also so talented in the power of the sun?"

Xia De was a bit hesitant:

"When that beam of light erupted just now, I seemed to feel some things... warm, scorching, supreme, but also... indifferent?"

【Outlander, you have some insights into the 'Sun'.】

"It's really amazing. Is this the power bestowed by the god?"

Ms. Thorne sighed behind Xia De, but she was still not very surprised. After all, this was also related to the god.

Xia De also knew that this power was only temporary, and maybe it wouldn't be there next time:

"The commotion is a bit too big, let's go quickly, I'm afraid something will come looking for us in a while."

But Ms. Thorne shook her head again:

"This world is a world of memory. The propagation of sound and light and shadow doesn't have much meaning—except for the firelight given by the god. Things that will come looking for us will always come, no need to worry about this."

She glanced at the firelight at the entrance of the temple in the distance:

"However, this kind of corpse population with so many individuals should have a nest. If the distance is not particularly far, let's go and see their nest."

The ray of sunlight that erupted just now didn't hit all the corpses at once. After all, no matter how thick the light was, it wasn't erupting in a fan shape. But even if they weren't touched by the sunlight, the corpses on the edge of the sunlight melted in that supreme power.

The few remaining corpses on the edge didn't think about revenge for their companions. Although they had no wisdom, they could feel how terrifying that power was.

Therefore, Xia De and Ms. Thorne accelerated their pace to chase the few fleeing corpses, and after slightly deviating from the route back to the temple, they found the nest of those "memory corpses."

To be honest, the appearance of the nest in the swamp was completely different from the nest of undead creatures Xia De imagined.

There were no mountains of dry bones, no fishy and pungent pus, and no dark and damp caves. The depression covered by white fog in front of him revealed a strange emptiness and neatness, as if all sharpness and chaos had been deliberately wiped away, leaving only a piece of forgotten blankness.

The ground was not muddy rotten soil, but a layer of gray-white, dry, powder-like substance. While Ms. Thorne cast a spell to wipe out the remaining corpses in the nest, Xia De looked down at his feet. His feet stepped on the ground silently, leaving only shallow marks.

After the corpses were defeated by Ms. Thorne, they turned into light spots and dissipated into nothingness, so the corpses killed by Xia De just now didn't leave corpses, and it wasn't just because of the sun's great power.

But it was not empty here. Many fragmented items were scattered on the white sand-like ground. Wooden signs with illegible handwriting, faded ribbons, buttons with worn-out patterns, feathers that had lost their luster, several old papers with curled edges... but more were different knapsacks and backpacks.

Xia De's gaze swept across the old objects scattered in this depression, and then looked at the five or six skeletons scattered on the periphery of the depression.

"These skeletons haven't turned into corpses yet. Some are because memory loss is too severe, not enough to turn them into corpses, and some are because the time is not enough, and they haven't been affected here."

The witch continued to explain, and Xia De looked at this "blank" area:

"Those corpses are not undead creatures, right? They are special manifestations of memory in a special environment. A friend of mine who studies memory power mentioned these to me."

Ms. Thorne shook her head:

"I don't know much about this aspect. The one I follow is the great witch of the earth. Although 'memory of soil' is also a branch of the earth system, I haven't studied knowledge in this area."

However, she still said according to her own understanding:

"Maybe everything here is not real. The books I found in the temple said that in this swamp, memory is the most important, and the external form is not important."

Xia De nodded gently, still feeling that he should ask Xilisi for advice:

"Check these sundries, maybe there will be things you lost."

However, he looked at his candle again:

"Forget it, let's take them back and distinguish them slowly."

The two then worked together to gather all the sundries, and Xia De cast a spell to turn them all into cards. A few items that couldn't be turned into cards were just held in hand, after all, there were not many items.

It was just that there seemed to be a lot of things buried under the white sand-like ground. The items flowing out of the memories of the corpses that once lived here formed the foundation here.

They couldn't take everything away, and once they left here, it probably wouldn't appear again next time they came.

"That's about it, let's go back."

Ms. Thorne said, but Xia De pointed to the edge of the depression:

"Let's burn all these skeletons to prevent another nest from appearing."

The witch had no objection to this, so all the bones were summoned to the center of the low-lying open space by her spell. When Xia De summoned flames to burn them, Ms. Thorne said again:

"Please wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

Xia De looked at her, and the lady wearing the blindfold asked hesitantly:

"I'll confirm, there are only two of us here now, right?"

Xia De immediately turned to look around:

"Yes, at least that's what I think."

"Mr. Leonard Albert is not here, right?"

Xia De remembered this was the name of the young man by the fire:

"I didn't see him."

"I don't have vision, but I clearly feel that he is here, right in front of us."

The witch reached out and pointed to a skeleton in front of her:

"Although I won't deliberately perceive men, after all, we stayed by the fire for such a long time, my perception of his breath should not be wrong."

She paused:

"From the perspective of true vision, Mr. Hamilton, what you see is a skeleton, right?"

Xia De looked at the white bone:

"Yes, although I am not particularly good at autopsy, the body has rotted like this, I am afraid he has passed away for a long time." ===== CHAPTER 4208 =====