Douluo: I have a lucky magic dice

Chapter 73: Seal of the Summoning Spirit!

Alex's memories kept surging in front of Ji Xinghe like broken waves, until finally, the tall figure broke through the sky, turned into broken meteors and disappeared into the starry sky.

The golden light curtain immediately dissipated in Ji Xinghe's spiritual space. Tianmeng Ice Silkworm looked at this scene and said puzzledly:
"Your name is Alex, and you are not a god in the Douluo World. So the reason you only have this one soul fragment left is because you failed to become a god?"

Electrolux's voice slowly sounded:
"In my original world, becoming a god meant becoming one with the world. My body has been destroyed, and my treasures have long been left in that world. However, my shattered consciousness and many of my relics were swept into this world by a turbulent current. I never thought that an ant would use my things to harm the world."

There was a hint of anger in Alex's tone.

Thinking of everything that happened in Beishui Town, these corpse slaves, and that weird evil soul master Soul Saint, Ji Xinghe continued, "So what Yi Lao means is that the evil soul master who appeared in Beishui Town has something you left behind."

Alex nodded and said, "I sensed the aura of the Undead Staff in that Soul Saint kid's body. Although it was only a broken artifact, it contained a lot of my Undead Magic inheritance."

Ji Xinghe was a little dazed. Holding a broken artifact in his hand, it was no wonder that the evil soul master, the Seven-Ring Soul Saint, could stop Cui Jing and Zhang Lexuan by himself.

Alex sighed, "Now I only have this fragment of soul with broken memories. If you can find my other broken consciousness, I will have hope of recovery."

When Tianmeng Bingcan heard what Alex said, his eyes lit up and he said, "Alex, isn't there someone right in front of you who can help you find the fragments of divine consciousness?"

How could Alex not understand what the big bug said, so he looked at Ji Xinghe and said: "Xinghe, now I am living in your body, and I am willing to teach you what I have learned in my life. If you have the opportunity in the future, are you willing to help me find the fragments of divine consciousness and the relics scattered on this continent?"

"I am willing."

Ji Xinghe nodded. He had no reason to refuse Alex.

Alex nodded slightly, and then a grey hexagram magic circle appeared in his hand. The magic circle slowly lit up, and complex grey patterns began to appear and superimposed on the grey hexagram magic circle.

Alex stretched out his right hand, and the gray hexagram magic circle slowly floated up. "This is a gift from your master. It will help you deal with those fake corpse slaves outside. It's the seal of summoning souls."

Alex slapped Ji Xinghe with his palm, and the gray seal was immediately imprinted on Ji Xinghe's forehead. A gray mark instantly appeared on Ji Xinghe's forehead.

"Go, let the dead rest in peace." As Alex's voice fell in Ji Xinghe's ears, Ji Xinghe's consciousness returned to his body.

At this time, when everyone in Beishui Town was still fighting with the corpse slaves, a gray hexagram mark appeared on the forehead of Ji Xinghe, who was originally standing in the same place.

Jiang Nannan, who was standing by, was surprised to see the change in Ji Xinghe. She did not feel any discomfort, but instead felt a sense of brightness and holiness from Ji Xinghe.

"Calling the spirit!"

Ji Xinghe shouted softly, and his eyes opened instantly. A gray magic circle pattern was constantly rotating in his pupils, and a tall gray shadow appeared behind him. The shadow of Alex chanted a spell behind him, but in a moment, the gray covered the entrance to Beishui Town.

Zhao Tie and others were surprised to find that gray formation marks appeared under their feet at some point, and these gray stripes began to flash a faint white light.

"What is this thing?" Zhao Tie felt a very strange feeling and an urge to worship it.

At this time, the other townspeople of Beishui Town were shocked to find that the corpse slaves that had pounced on them were all stunned where they were. An expression of painful struggle appeared on their faces, and streams of black and green air were screamingly emanating from their bodies.

"Qiang, Qiangzi, is that you?"

A middle-aged man couldn't help but shout out softly as he looked at the corpse slave whose eyes had regained clarity.

The corpse slave who had regained his sanity trembled his lips slightly as he looked at the familiar man in front of him, but his throat had rotted and he could not make any sound. The white light cleansed these corpses controlled by the undead magic. More and more corpse slaves began to regain their sanity and recognize their relatives and friends. Excited shouts and wails were suddenly heard at the entrance of Baishui Town.

Ji Xinghe opened his eyes and looked at a somewhat dazed middle-aged man in the crowd. The middle-aged man seemed to sense something and looked in the direction of Ji Xinghe. When he saw Ji Xinghe, he showed a hint of joy. The man's throat moved, but he didn't make any sound because his throat was bitten open. The man's lips moved, as if he said sorry to Ji Xinghe.

"Rest in peace, Dad."

Ji Xinghe whispered to the man, and the white light on the gray magic circle gradually went out. The awakened "corpses" also fell to the ground one after another, losing their vitality again...

(End of this chapter)