Verulus mentioned before that there were strange things in the tomb, which was probably related to the activities of the corpses. A similar situation had happened in Xueman's tomb. I conveniently cast a spell on myself to shield myself from the ghost's senses. Flotra's petite body was tightly held in my arms. Under my tight wrapping, the breath of the living could not escape to the outside world and would not attract the attention of the corpse. However, nothing strange was discovered along the way. The results of the necromancy detection showed that no mummies were activated in the tomb. Instead, there was an unpleasant stench permeating the underground space. In a tomb where corpses are stored, there is only one possibility for the generation of stench: the corpse rots, the protein decomposes, and a compound with a rancid smell is generated. However, in this cold and dry environment, coupled with the protective effect of preservatives, it is extremely difficult for the mummy to decay. The most likely reason is that there is a problem with Verulus's production process. Thinking of this, I felt a sense of powerlessness. If a priest who can't even do his job well is dragged to perform surgery on Flotella, how high is the success rate? I used magic to condense a semi-permeable membrane on the outside of the mouth and nose to block the stimulation and pollution of the sense of smell by cadaverine and putrescine. Although this smell is unpleasant, it can also have a certain positive effect. Verulus must know that there is a rotten smell in the tomb. In order to prevent his dereliction of duty from being known, he will definitely do everything possible to prevent the soldiers from going down here. Even if they fail to stop him, the soldiers who rush down will stop under the influence of this smell. ¡ ¡°Few people would blindly walk into a tomb and smell the smell of death and decay without a trace of fear.¡± A gloomy and ethereal female voice came from the depths of the tomb, making people shudder. I stopped cautiously and shouted to the front. "Who is it? Come out!" Some time ago, in the basement of Longxiao Palace in Snowman City, Mephala conveyed her intentions to me in this way. Although the style of the voice I hear now is similar to it, the background of the voice is far different from that of the Whispering Lady. The speaker is just a mortal pretending to be a ghost. A jelly-like transparent humanoid object slowly approached me. Seeing that I was brewing a dispersal spell in an unfriendly manner, the other party took the initiative to cancel the invisibility effect on himself. "Who are you?" Standing in front of me is a young Brighton woman with short flaxen hair. She has extremely conspicuous facial features: her left eye is completely blind, a fresh scar cuts across the eye socket, and a brown Facial texture covers it. "Relax your guard, you have the same aura as me, we should be companions." The same aura? I didn't see it at all. But her tone and facial expression when she spoke seemed very sincere, and she didn't seem to be deceiving me. "Okay." I relaxed my guard for the time being and tried to communicate further with the other party to learn about his identity and purpose. "Are you the Forsworn hiding here?" The woman did not directly answer my inquiry, but It is to cast your eyes into my arms. "What you should be more concerned about now is the girl in your arms. If the arrow is not removed from her body, her body may be permanently damaged." If I had full confidence, I would have done it myself. , the woman¡¯s reminder is nonsense to me. However, her confident look gave me an idea, "You tell me this, does it mean you can deal with her injuries?" "Yes, I can get this girl out of danger." The Brighton woman nodded and proposed again She made a new condition, "In return, I need you to do me a favor." Is this the real purpose of her willingness to help me? It doesn't matter to me, as long as she can keep her promise, I won't mind helping her run errands and do things that are not out of the ordinary. "What's the favor?" "Actually, it's not a help. This is what you have to do next. I believe you have been secretly looking forward to that day in your heart." The other party didn't want to say it clearly, and I was too lazy to continue playing with her. A play on words, treating Floterra's injury is the most important thing. "Don't play tricks, treat her well, I'm not an ungrateful white-eyed wolf." I took Flotella out of my arms, put it on a coffin, and signaled the other party to start. The woman stretched out her hand and placed it on the arrow that shot out of her body. At the same time, a black mist began to surround her hand. After a few seconds, the wooden arrows aged and corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared without a trace. The woman stretched out her palm, and the steel arrow in her palm fell to the ground with a crisp impact. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??Returned his hand. Upon seeing this, I immediately helped Flotella's body and observed her specific condition. The opponent's technique was impeccable, and the wounds showed no signs of enlarging or worsening. It was like the arrow disappeared out of thin air. Jiu Xuan's heart finally relaxed. The other party¡¯s level far surpasses mine. I once thought about using transformation magic to deal with this arrow, but it was difficult for me to perfectly restrain the magic power on the arrow without affecting the organs, nor could I completely dissolve the foreign matter in Flotra's body without leaving any residue. No there are still some remnants. It was probably because the woman had just cast a spell. Although the biggest trouble had been solved, there was still a dark and corrupt power attached to the wound. Under the interference of this force, the wound could not heal immediately, and the consciousness had not yet returned to consciousness. Flotra was not completely recovered. "This is just the first step. Her life is no longer in any danger. If you want her to fully recover, you need to take the second step." The woman explained, but had no intention of taking the next step. Hmmit seems like she's waiting for me to fulfill my promise. "Thank you for your help," I reminded her in a subtle way, "but based on your magic skills, I'm afraid the way I can help you is extremely limited." "This is not pure magic," the woman shook her head and continued, "This is a goddess Granted her the ability to be a chosen one, didn¡¯t you smell the goddess¡¯s scent just now? "Goddess?" Is it Genales? But why do I feel that this power is not compatible with Genales at all, but rather in conflict? Seeing my doubts, the other party explained to me, "Namira, Lady of Decay, is the god I believe in." Namira, Lady of Decay, her name should be the same as Lady of Whispers, she is a Daedra king. I am sure that I have nothing to do with this demon named Namira. But why does it sound familiar to me? 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