Chapter 704: Incantation - False Immortality

This gust of wind came too suddenly. Xia De, who couldn't dodge in time, watched as the black snowflakes hit his face. He wanted to raise his hand to cover his face, but it was too late.

This moment seemed to slow down time. He even clearly saw the crystal-clear structure of that black snowflake that was about to enter his eyes.

Time was still flowing normally. Xia De, hit by the black snow, fell straight backward to the ground, leaving a huge human shape on the pitch-black snow surface.

Everything seemed to be moving away from him. The sky with falling snow was so vast and empty. At this moment, he thought of many things and many people, but for himself, he...

【Lying in the snow will catch a cold.】

The whispering voice reminded him gently.

Thus, Xia De, blown down by the gust of wind, supported the ground and stood up, patted the black snow on his body with his gloved hand, and then walked against the wind toward the firelight in the distance:

"That really scared me just now."

The wind was still howling, and the snowflakes drifted past him, as if walking with him at this moment. The black snowflakes were filthy and had a strange, gorgeous feeling, but Xia De could feel very deeply how terrifying these snowflakes, which seemed to drift from the truest death, really were.

"Fortunately, for someone like me who has truly died once, this death is too false."

Strange black spiritual light gathered from around. Because he had come into contact with death, Xia De, who was not dead at this moment, understood some things in a trance in the sky full of black snow:

"False immortality is because there is real death."

【Black snow symbolizes the end of everything. This messenger who leads the soul to the final demise is walking with you at this moment. Outsider, they treat you as one of their own, because the power of death has long been flowing in your body. Immortality is a false appearance; you who have died and returned have witnessed the final demise with your own eyes.】

【Incantation - False Immortality, guided by the Spirit Rune.】

【Outsider, the incantation has sublimated; you have obtained the incantation - False Immortality.】

The incantation 【False Immortality】, obtained from the Old God 【Innocent Creator】, successfully achieved sublimation after Xia De came into contact with the instant-death black snow.

The Third-Ring Spirit Rune 【True Death】 was successfully linked to 【False Immortality】. Compared with the many special effects brought

First, 【False Immortality】 remains an actively cast miracle, but for the caster himself, Xia De, it has become a passive, permanent effect. When he suffers a fatal blow, he will automatically enter the 【False Immortality】 state. Of course, if he suffers another fatal injury afterward, he will still die.

Second, from now on, Xia De is immune to any instant-death effects.

This does not mean Xia De cannot die, but rather that effects like the black snow, the high-ring miracle 【Finger of Death】, or the ritual 【Song of Death】 have no effect on him.

High-ring sorcerers can also rely on their own power to resist instant-death effects, but they will still suffer physical trauma. Likewise, while Xia De is immune to instant-death effects, it does not mean he will not receive additional damage.

Having just fallen into the snow, besides the shock and that gust of wind, the instantaneous, intense pain also made it impossible for him to maintain his balance. But that pain lasted only a very short time and returned to normal once the snowflakes no longer touched his skin.

"Many strange relics have instant-death effects; now I don't have to worry about suddenly dropping dead. It's just unexpected that my second sublimation ability is actually 【False Immortality】; I was hoping for 【Time Perception】."

He thought this to himself while struggling forward against the snow, but at the same time, his right hand thrust into the air beside him, and the silver moonlight greatsword was slowly drawn out. The black snow in the wind tried to touch the blade, but it melted under the radiance of the silver moon.

And in front of Xia De, the walking skeletons and frozen corpses had already slowly turned toward this place.

Looking up at the direction where a bonfire flickered in the distance, Xia De raised his left index finger:

"Silver Moon!"

The instantaneous radiance even melted the layer of snow under his feet, but this also seemed to become some kind of signal, and the revived undead surged from all around like a tidal wave.

His right hand swung the greatsword, severing the withered bones reaching out from under the snow, and his left hand left trails of light in the air, but the flying silver moon arc blades were merely a drop in the bucket against the undead surging like a tide.

These undead were endowed with the power of the black snow and were far from comparable to normal undead.

At first, Xia De could still run in the snow, his right-hand greatsword attacking enemies that had closed in, and his left hand continuously slashing out silver moon strikes to attack those individuals trying to block his path; later, he could only walk quickly, his right-hand greatsword almost touching an enemy with every swing, while the silver moon greatsword summoned by the 【Blade of Chaotic Space】 also continuously thrust from various angles; finally, surrounded by the undead tide, he could only stand in place, his active offense completely turning into passive defense, and in less than half a minute, the surrounding undead skeletons almost made it look like Xia De was standing on a small hill.

Fortunately, the evil spirits were wary of that silver moonlight and did not close in, otherwise, the situation would be even more complicated.

"Roar~"

The hoarse roars of the undead almost merged into one, and beneath the fluttering black snowflakes, dense masses of corpses lunged at Xia De, eventually submerging him completely.

But as the destiny ring representing a third-ring sorcerer appeared above the corpse tide, golden light opened a gap from the crevices of that corpse hill in a gesture that melted everything.

"Feilianna's Witch Light!"

Leaping high with the help of the spell 【Frog's Leap】, and rejoicing that no flying undead had appeared for the moment, Xia De used a miracle again:

"Laglai's Leap!"

Stepping in the air, he forcibly shifted to the gap outside the corpse hill. After landing, he ran quickly forward while maintaining the effect of 【Feilianna's Witch Light】, the golden light radiating from his body causing all the palms reaching toward him or weapons swung at him to melt in the light.

This still wasn't enough; the undead revived by the black snow surged endlessly, and Xia De had only run a few dozen more steps before he was trapped again by the surrounding undead. But he had already delayed enough time; at the distant bonfire, with the appearance of the thirteenth-level golden staircase, a huge orange-yellow moon actually appeared beneath the snowy sky of this daytime.

The movements of the undead group immediately became sluggish, and even the black snow drifting in the sky became sparse.

The huge orange-yellow moonlight greatsword, as if wielded by a giant, swept across the ground. Subsequently, a small moon was thrown above Xia De, and as that moon exploded, the orange-yellow moonlight almost bathed the entire earth in moonlight.

The thirteenth-ring sorcerer's follow-up strike temporarily cleared the undead around Xia De. Miss Lei Qianya flew over from a distance, grasped Xia De's outstretched hand in the air, and pulled him into the sky:

"Xia De, disperse the undead!"

Her voice was very anxious; even she could not remain active for too long in the dead-silent valley during the black snow period.

"Moonlight!"

Aiming his fingertips forward, the holy silver light temporarily drove away the dense spiritual bodies in the air. Miss Lei Qianya held Xia De, almost turning into a ray of light, and flew back to the entrance of the library.

"Oh!"

As the two tumbled into the huge foyer where the bonfire was lit, the thirteenth-level golden staircase that was temporarily suppressing the black snow collapsed completely. The violent black snowflakes fell from the sky in an even denser manner, and the undead, having lost their target, roared, the successive sounds being exceptionally terrifying.

The snowflakes were becoming their armor, and the chill of death endowed them with even more powerful weapons. But no one noticed that the living were hiding in the building. The vigilance ritual of Witch Beiya of the Zhalas Academy not only protected them from evil incursions but also made it impossible for the undead to notice the location of the living.

"Miss Lei Qianya, thank you very much."

Xia De, who had fallen in front of the bonfire, stood up and also pulled up the yellow-haired witch beside him.

Looking around, this place seemed to have become even more dilapidated, and the clothes on Miss Beiya and Miss Lei Qianya, who wore round-rimmed glasses, also seemed to have become more worn.

The roaring bonfire still flickered in the center of this empty hall, and the solid yellow moon floated above the bonfire. That orange-yellow moonlight made Xia De clearly feel his physical strength and spirit recovering rapidly.

The witches' luggage was placed around the firelight, and on the pile of old books that looked like a throne, shadows trembled continuously on the surface of the tightly closed shrine.

Miss Beiya of the Zhalas Academy stared at the bonfire with vacant eyes and only stood up upon hearing the sound. In her pure white eyes, the pupils gradually returned to normal; she had just been using this bonfire to perform divination.

Further away, the remains of the dilapidated stone bookshelves leaning against the wall were now covered in dust, and the murals, which were already mottled and unclear, were almost completely devoid of traces.

Darkness lingered in the distance; that was the corridor leading to the deeper parts of the library. And the only extra thing in the firelight was an ice coffin.

The ice coffin was a standard rectangular parallelepiped, its surface exceptionally smooth as if it had been polished. The sliding lid had an arched shape, and around the ice coffin, the emblem of the Zhalas Academy of Literature that Xia De had seen in the Sixth Era was actually engraved.

The ice coffin was transparent, and by the firelight, Xia De could see the red-haired girl sleeping in it with her eyes closed.

His eyes widened suddenly:

"Miss Fiona Delage, she..."

Miss Lei Qianya avoided his eyes, and Miss Beiya lowered her head to look at the flames.

Xia De walked over quickly, only feeling that the chill on the ice coffin made his heart tremble more than the snowy valley. His hand pressed on the sliding lid of the coffin and pushed it open slowly.

The girl slept in the ice coffin, her two hands clasped together on her chest, and that thick red tail wrapped around her waist.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and in the ice coffin, her eyelashes appeared so charming. Xia De could hardly believe the scene before him; he reached out and touched the back of the hand of the young witch with red dragon blood, but 【False Immortality】 had no effect.

And this miracle has no effect in only two situations: a non-serious injury state, or already dead.

"She..."

Although he had not known the young witch for long, Xia De still could not accept that she had died here just like that.

"Not joking with you anymore."

Laughter came from behind, and both Miss Lei Qianya and Miss Beiya walked over:

"She is just asleep."