Chapter 49: Spiritualist? Spellist?

The night is not so deep, and it is far from midnight, and no one in Padri's elves sleep.

In the only external hotel in Padri, in the guest room on the westmost floor of the third floor of "Traveler's House", a skeleton undead shrouded in darkness and death, standing quietly.

An oil lamp in the room was slightly lit, and the dim swaying lights reflected on Sberg's face, covering the excited and fanatical face with a faint color of death.

The room was filled with the breath of death on the skeleton undead. The narrow indoor space became cold and wet. The white-painted wooden walls gradually cracked due to the erosion of the skeleton aura. The resentful spirits were flying and wandering in death. However, for Sberg, he had no special feeling, nor any discomfort. The death breath of the skeleton undead could not affect him, but could not erode him, because he was the master of the skeleton undead.

Sberg looked out the window from time to time, paying attention to the streets outside the hotel. There were more elves on the streets at night than during the day.

Sberg wanted to quietly touch Lottiz's magic workshop with his skeleton undead, but he never found a chance. There were so many elves on the street, and the elves' high spirits were so sharp that they crisscrossed the entire Padri, woven a huge web of tangled ties like spider silk.

When Sberg called out the skeleton undead, and his mind and the skeleton undead were closely integrated, Sberg clearly noticed the elves' keen spiritual network. Sberg knew that under the elves' keen spiritual network, no matter what magic he asked the skeleton to attach to him, even if it was invisible, he would definitely not escape the elves' sensation.

Sberg could only wait patiently for the opportunity, waiting for the elves to enter a deep sleep.

In Sberg's heart, he did not want to face the elf beauty who brought him extremely fear at all, but just thought about how to cover it up secretly...

Yes, the despicable guy wants to use the powerful magic of the skeleton again, just like the last time he imprisoned the soul of the female mage Cina, and also imprisoned the soul of the elf beauty Lottiz.

Perhaps Sberg will feel inexplicably frightened when facing an elf beauty with strong intelligence, but what if he is facing an elf beauty without a soul?

A despicable smile appeared on Sberg's face, his eyes filled with endless hope and fanaticism.

"Damn the elf, why haven't you sleep?"

Sberg walked back and forth a few times in a hurry, and finally sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the skeleton and the undead with big eyes, dazed boredly.

"Knock...Knock" The sound of the door clamping sounded outside the door, waking up the bored and dazed Sberg.

"Who?" Sberg asked nervously.

"Dear Master, I am your faithful elf servant Joe..."

"roll!"

"Uh? Master, such a beautiful night, you don't plan to go out..."

Sberg angrily rebuked: "You annoying elves are already so late. Don't you rest? I still have to rest. Get out, don't bother me!"

"Oh, sorry, Master, we elves will not sleep until midnight. We forgot that the living habits of your human race and our elves are different. I'm sorry, I wanted to invite you..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The light footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Walking out of the hotel with a stern face, Joey muttered: "The arrogant human bastard has no demeanor or politeness at all. How could the powerful master of the Holy Family of Jehovah, how could such a person without temperament be produced?"

The elves are so angry that they feel that they are not worth it for the family of Jehovah. Of course, they are more dissatisfied with the “treatment” they have just received.

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"Midnight?" Sberg thought, more than two hours before the elves' normal sleep time. It seemed that he could only continue to spend this time in the house.

Sberg, who had a ghost in his heart, thought that as soon as he walked out of the hotel, the elves would notice his conspiracy, but he did not expect that he could wander around Padri openly.

Two hours were finally spent in the bored staring at each other with Shruber and the undead.

The elves wandering on the street gradually decreased, and before midnight finally, the entire Padri village was quiet and there was no more person.

When the elves were awake, they crisscrossed the spiritual network of Padri and finally disappeared one by one while entering a normal dormant state.

The deep darkness finally slowly enveloped the entire earth. Midnight, the yin energy was the heaviest, and it was also the time for the dead to wake up and be active.

The moment midnight arrived, the skeleton undead standing dull, the two dark green eyes suddenly covered with a layer of confusion in the hole.

Sberg did not realize the changes in the soul of the skeleton undead, nor did he realize that more than five hours had passed since the skeleton undead was summoned by him. When midnight came and the new day officially began, the skeleton undead also had the opportunity to continue to stay in this space ("Material Realm"). In other words, he would break through the soul constraints of the skeleton undead who could only stay in this space for seven hours every day because of Sberg's timeless order summoning.

Before the new day comes, the skeleton undead was not sent to the "seal space" of the death world dimension, but took over the arrival of the new day. As long as Sberg does not take the initiative to send it back to the "seal space", then for seven hours of the new day, the skeleton undead will be able to stay in the "yuan realm" for twelve hours.

The "Material Realm" has too many power elements that are the energy needed by the soul of the skeleton undead. The skeleton undead subconsciously hopes that he can spend more time in this resource-rich space, and even becomes attached to this world. The skeleton undead does not know why he has such a wonderful feeling, so it is confused.

"Damn, damn Kaka, what's wrong?" Sberger turned around the skeleton strangely for a few times, and shook his hand hard in front of the skeleton for a few times.

Sberg's mind had issued several instructions to the skeleton in a row, but the skeleton was standing blankly, without any response to his spiritual instructions.

"Damn it, aren't you fooling me?" Sberg was impatient. Looking at the two green soul fireworks flashing in the skeleton's eyes, he subconsciously raised his index finger and middle finger and extended to the two huge eye holes...

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Chapter completed!