The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 810: Red crystal

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Baptiste has indeed forgotten most things, including Beatrix ’s name and a large period of his own life experience-in fact in addition to remembering who he is and remembering the need to come to purgatory to find someone Besides, he knew nothing. As for the necessary knowledge as a sorcerer, it is engraved in the magic core inside him. Such a wizard who has completely reformed himself is really difficult to classify him. Heather Anna does not even know whether to count him as a human or an undead, or an alchemical creature or an elemental creature, or even whether he should be considered The real "Baptiste".

In a sense, Batiste died eight centuries ago. When he first transformed his life form, all the people in front of him were the one the wizard made before he died. The alchemy core, covered with a layer of skin made of ashes, was filled with an obsession that he didn't even know himself.

Baptiste maintains an instinctive alert to everyone. Although his memory is now like a blank piece of paper, he has not become a safe and harmless honest person as written in most stories. The wizard knew that he would become a public enemy of humanity when his memory was complete, so he set a series of fighting instincts and suspicion of strangers in the magic core, so that even if he lost his memory, he would not easily fall into Demon Hunter or other Enemy trap. However, after all, these settings have a limited effect, and he cannot escape the sight of everyone here.

Duncan and Kassandra came to the wizard and asked each other in detail. The latter answered something in a muddled night—although he was subconsciously opposed to Duncan and Kassandra, he lost memory after all. This conflict is not too serious.

"He feels like a wizard apprentice," Kassandra emphasized the word "apprentice" when reporting to Heather Anna, "He only has sporadic memories of when he was a human, and he is transforming. For ... This eight-century experience after the weird look is forgotten. He does n’t even remember where the town of Domir is. He only vaguely remembered that he followed a witch to learn secret arts, and he was also dependent on that witch. . "

"That witch should be Beatrix," Heather Anna subconsciously rubbed her eyebrows. "It seems that this wizard was only an apprentice when Beatrix fell into purgatory. No wonder he made an undead transformation of himself. With such a big problem, he must have been too hasty. What else did he ask? "

"It's almost nothing. He doesn't remember what he did," Cassandra shook his head apologetically. "But he seems to know that what he did is definitely not a good thing. There may be some sporadic impressions left."

Hao Ren bent down in front of Batiste and stared at each other ’s eyes: "Do you know what is going on to call the King of Blood?"

"King of Blood?" Batist repeated the word in confusion, "What is that?"

Hao Ren sucked his mouth in disappointment, but when he first wanted to stand up, he saw Batiste stretched out his fingers in a dazed state, and he drew a magic circle on the dirt, and said while saying, "It takes two The individual performs the ritual, uses a magic book, and places the bat ’s teeth and ... "

Hao Ren glared: "Do n’t you not know?"

"I don't know what this is," Batiste frowned, "but this seems to be what you asked."

Vivian patted Hao Ren ’s shoulder: "He engraved the magic part of his knowledge in his body, so that even if he has memory loss, he can continue to find a way to open the door to purgatory. But I am afraid you ca n’t ask how he studied this call Ceremonial. "

Hao Ren looked at Baptiste for a while, and suddenly stood up and exhaled: "Take him to the tomb of Beatrix."

Soon, the wizard was escorted by two tribal warriors and brought to the shrine inside the pillar of eternity. They stopped in front of the cemeteries of the saints of all dynasties. Hao Ren took Batiste to the burial place of Beatrix and pointed to the humble stones: "This is the person you are looking for."

Baptiste slowly bent down in front of the tomb and reached out with a confused expression to touch the strange words on the stone pillar. He had no real sense at the moment, because he did n’t even know the name of the person he was looking for and who What he looked like, but slowly, he seemed to feel an inexplicable relief emerged from the bottom of his heart, as if a long-term mission was finally completed, he let out a long breath.

The chaotic, treacherous, mysterious, elusive wizard sat down on the floor in front of the tomb, and a black flame slowly rose from his body. The flame swallowed his body, but he seemed to be unconscious. Under the watch of the crowd, the wizard soon turned into a ash, and this time, he would never return.

A snapping sound was heard, and a hard and ugly obsidian device fell out of the ashes of Baptiste Roll. Its shape was a bit like a human heart, and the surface was carved with dense runes and laws. Formation. This tough thing is the heart of the wizard. The black flames just now had no temperature, and the heart of the obsidian was also cold, just like the tombstone of Beatrix.

Lily gently pulled the sleeve of Hao Ren and muttered in a low voice: "Is he really dead this time?"

"Should be," Hao Ren stepped forward to pick up the cold, hard heart. It was hard to imagine a person living on this kind of thing for eight centuries. Then he looked at Gesell and Bernie beside him. Ya, "Although it is a little overwhelming-but can you please put this heart in Beatrix's tomb?"

Vivian also voluntarily said: "This is what I mean."

Gezer immediately bowed to Vivian: "Follow your wishes."

Several tribal warriors and Bernia stepped forward to prepare to open Beatrix ’s tomb. Bernia took off a small bag from her waist, took some strange green powder from it and sprinkled it into the air, and then began to recite a prayer to comfort the undead. The green powder in the prayer sounded like fireflies. The light slowly gathered on the pillar of the grave and covered the name of Beatrix. After completing this ceremony, the tribal warriors joined forces to clean up the heavy stones-there are established rules for opening the graves of the dead in this world.

The tombs in this world are extremely simple. Whether they are ordinary people or a group of saints or elders, their graves are simply a stone bag, so those stones are quickly cleaned, exposing the black hole below grave. The witch and her coffin buried hundreds of years ago had already rotted away, and there were only some in chaos remnants in the tomb. Several tribal warriors threw Batiste ’s obsidian heart after whispering to these remnants, but Just as they were preparing to close the tomb, Vivian's eye corner suddenly saw something in the tomb.

"Wait-there seems to be something there."

Vivian was talking while recruiting a few small bats. The small bats flew into the tomb to divide the work and cooperate to clean up the stones and bones covered by an item, and finally brought up a strange **** crystal.

Vivian took the crystal from the mouth of the little bat and carefully looked at it. It felt vaguely familiar, and the Nangong Wuyue next to him asked curiously, "What is this?"

"It seems to be the jewelry worn by the witch," Bernia whispered, "I have seen it in ancient books, saying that the witch always carries a red crystal pendant, and she draws magic power from this pendant. Healing disease-but in the end she couldn't cure herself. "

"Pendant? How do I feel that this crystal is a bit familiar ..." Vivian frowned and meditated where he had seen something similar, and suddenly felt a clear breath from the crystal that was about to dissipate, her eyes As soon as it lighted up, "Yes! I remembered! There is such a thing in the small box that Paul gave me!"

Paul was one of the servants of Vivian hundreds of years ago. He kept several items that Vivian gave him before the last sleep, including the diary manuscript left by Vivian before each sleep and a red piece Strange crystal.

However, no one knew what the crystal was used for. Vivian carried it around for a while and found nothing special about it, so in the end she simply handed it over to Hao Ren-she thought it was Hao Ren Carrying space is more insurance than yourself.

Hao Ren quickly took out the crystal and compared it with the crystal in Beatrix's tomb. It was found that although the two are different in shape and size, the material is exactly the same!

"This crystal should be mine ..." Vivian looked at Beatrix's tomb in surprise, "Do I know this witch called Beatrix?" (To be continued.)