Chapter 2148

Finally, Joan tried to undo the petrification with the 6-ring spell "turning stone into flesh", but the stone statue remained unchanged.

Joan scratched his head and looked at the stone statue, disappointed and confused.

Even if his guess is not in line with reality, and the stone statue is just an ordinary sculpture, it should be "fossilized into flesh" and transformed into a flesh and blood body without a soul. How can it be possible to keep the rock material unchanged?

Just when he was wondering, Clark came over leading the horse.

"Brother, do you still remember the curse I mentioned yesterday? The Styx witch will never leave Niflheim, this is no joke!"

"Any witch who tries to escape from the 'Kingdom of Mist', from the moment she steps into the Wandering Canyon, will be cursed by Kostchurch, and her body will slowly and irreparably petrify, until she finally becomes a stone statue."

"The human-shaped stone statues you see now were all witches who didn't believe in evil."

"Time will make people gradually forget the lessons of history and question tradition."

"There will always be some young and energetic witches who want to prove with practical actions that the ancient legends about the Curse of Kostchurch are just hoaxes fabricated by the old stubborn people in the church. As a result, they all stand in the canyon forever, At the cost of my life, I finally proved that I made a mistake that I can never regret."

After hearing Clark's words, Joan felt a little sympathy for these unfortunate witches who were petrified. If I were a Styx witch, I'm afraid I couldn't help but verify whether the curse that has been handed down from ancient times to the present is true.

Of course, he would not recklessly take risks himself, but would design a safer and more secure experimental plan.

Taking a last deep look at the icy statue in front of him, Joan jumped on the horse and continued to ride deep into the snow-capped canyon.

...

The season has passed the autumnal equinox, and the days are short and the nights are long in the northern hemisphere, especially in the polar regions.

When Joan first arrived at Lost Canyon, he didn't feel much. He traveled in the canyon with Clark for a week. The location has crossed the Arctic Circle. In addition to the colder weather, there is another obvious feeling that the sunshine is getting shorter and shorter. The night is getting longer and longer.

At dusk on September 26, Clark told the young mage who was riding in a bridle.

"After the autumnal equinox, the closer you get to the North Pole, the longer the night, and finally you can't even see daylight all day, which is the so-called 'polar night' phenomenon."

"Fortunately, we can still see the moon at least, and the reflection of ice and snow all over the ground will not hinder our vision."

"Brother, if you have free time, stay in the Temple of the Styx until winter, and we will have a chance to see the 'Northern Lights'. It is said that it is the trace left by the skirt of the 'Goddess of Hades' when she traveled in the night sky...then Really, tsk tsk, it's so pretty!"

"Hey! It's all because I don't read much, I'm not educated, and I can't think of an appropriate adjective to describe the aurora. Anyway, you can see it with your own eyes."

Joan was secretly amused.

He has never seen "Aurora", but he knows that "Aurora" is just a natural phenomenon caused by the interaction between solar radiation and the earth's magnetic field. There is no supernatural or magical factor here, and it has nothing to do with "Ms. Hull's skirt". Not even close...

Emmmm... Well, it doesn't seem romantic enough to explain it this way, let's not spoil the scenery!

While the two were chatting, a gust of wind blew from the narrow canyon tunnel in front of them, making them shiver uncontrollably.

Joan and Clark looked at each other and dismounted vigilantly.

"The situation here is wrong! The concentration of negative energy in the fog is surprisingly high, brother Clark, there may be undead creatures ahead."

Joan is still too conservative, in fact, the word "maybe" can be deleted.

Turning on the "true seeing" attached to the prosthetic eye, his eyes penetrated the cover of night and fog, and Joan saw a large group of thieves "ghouls" lurking in the shadows cast by the cliffs on both sides of the canyon, as well as incorporeal bodies. The looming gray figure of the undead should be "bound spirits" by visual inspection.

"Hey! It's been a whole week since we entered the canyon. It's not easy. We finally saw the living undead!" Clark laughed bitterly.

Joan gave the Frost Giant an angry look.

What is "living undead"? Textbook-level ill-conceived sentences!

Realizing that Joan was about to cast a spell, Clark quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"Brother, don't rush to do it. I have an impression of this place. It's called 'Duantou Pass'. There is an old lady living in seclusion in the valley opposite the pass. She is an old acquaintance of mine. The ghosts guarding the pass belong to that old man. Servant, I will try to say hello to her first, and see if I can pass through the pass peacefully."

Joan, of course, did not object to the peaceful passage, so he nodded in favor of Clark's negotiation.

Standing in front of the pass with his hands on his hips, the frost giant raised his throat and shouted loudly:

"Grandmother Lich, it's me, Clark Heinier, and my friend Joan! Can you please let us go there?"

Clark's voice was loud, and the echo echoed over the valley. Not long after, a woman's scolding came from across the narrow pass:

"Stupid boy! Who do you call 'mother-in-law'? Am I that old?"

"Oops! I forgot her taboo!" Clark made a face at Joan, and quickly changed his words: "Sorry, young and beautiful Ms. Amanda, please forgive me for speaking out and saying the wrong thing!"

The old woman hiding in the dark let out a scalp-numbing sneer: "It's too late to change your mouth now! You two brats who don't know etiquette, play with my subordinates first, defeat them, and then I will consider whether to let go." You pass."

After saying this, there was no movement on the other side of the pass.

Joan frowned, and asked the Frost Giant in a low voice: "Brother Clark, that Ms. Amanda... is she really a Lich?"

"I have seen Granny Amanda with my own eyes. She looks like a mummy, and she exudes a terrifying aura that makes her teeth chatter. She is definitely a real lich!"

Clark lowered his voice and introduced the origin of the lich mother-in-law to Joan.

"Grandma Amanda served as the 'Chief Witch' of the Styx Temple during her lifetime, which is equivalent to the 'Great Patriarch' in the church. Before she died, she voluntarily transformed into a lich form, lived in seclusion in the Lost Canyon, and commanded the undead creatures in the valley. The travelers in charge of reviewing the past, one is to intercept the wanted criminals trying to escape from the "Nation of Fog", and another more important mission is to prevent missionaries sent by other churches from entering Niflheim and compete with the Church of Hull for believers. "

"Looking at it this way, it's fortunate that I'm not a clergyman, otherwise Ms. Amanda might personally drive me back to my hometown." Joan said thoughtfully.

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