Ling Liu, who left the yard, didn't know what happened when the witch returned to her house.

The witch, who was calm in front of Ling Liu and others, changed her face after returning to her house from the courtyard. She hurriedly came to a side room and grabbed a mirror from a table.

I saw her murmuring, and soon an image appeared in the mirror, which seemed to be a copy of her, but her face became much more mature, about thirty years old.

"You said that he will come back successfully. Why isn't this? I saw his broken soul scattered on multiple people. He became a walking corpse. You are lying to me. I knew that I would not have one day in such a beautiful day. From the day I was born, I was just a sacrifice of fate, love and happiness, these words will not fall on me..."

When the image appeared, a word was spit out from the witch's mouth, and the witch was already in tears. The content was enough to shock Ling Liu a few more times.

"Impossible. When he left this world, I predicted that he would cross the long river of history and be reborn again. This spiritual mirror, which was created by this village after several reincarnations in the world, can travel through time and space, and allow the present and future to convey messages. I extract its essence and engrave it into his soul. It will definitely make him successful. My prophecy will not go wrong, it must be because you read it wrong," the image in the mirror said to the young witch.

"I can't read it wrong. I can't see it wrong. I was engraved into my soul by the breath you sent through the spirit mirror. How could I not sense the error?" The witch shook her head.

"That's an accident. You said his soul was broken. But this doesn't mean he failed. I've heard of a legend among the gods. In order to be reborn, the God of Killing dispersed his soul among countless people. Only when they kill each other, the one who wins in the end can be reborn and become the God of Killing again. He may have used this method, but there are obviously some accidents." The image in the spirit mirror certainly does not understand what an intelligent program is and what an intelligent copy after the split. She can only use the knowledge in her memory to explain to another herself.

"Then what should I do?"

"There is a way to succeed. Use the resurrection crystal to collect his broken soul. When the breath is complete, you can use a request after the bloody battle to revive him. This is the only way I thought of." The image of the witch in the spirit mirror came up with a way.

"That's a matter of opposition to God. The souls of the dead will be taken away by God. This is their fate." The young witch was a little surprised.

"Why, have you not yet resisted God's enlightenment? Think about such a dark life. Don't you want to have the happiness of your lover? Do you have to struggle in the world again and again. Every time you are reborn as a sacrifice, and then turn into the nourishment for God's growth in the world. I have told you such a hopeless future. Do you want it to reappear again?" Compared with the witch who was crying in front of you, the image of her twenty years older than her is more decisive.

"I understand. I will let people collect all the broken souls after his death in battle," said the young witch, while apologizing in her heart. (I'm sorry, I can't help you here, although you are only part of him)

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"Only you two come back, where are the others?" Wang Hao felt so distressed. Although he knew that the world was very difficult, there were 11 people when he went there, and now only two people from Ling Liu and Lao Si died 9 of them in one go. He had experienced so many worlds before, but none of them were damaged. These are not those cannon fodder, but the elite among the elites, and they were loyal to him. How could he not feel heartbroken? If he had known this, he would wait first.

"There is no way, the resurrection props really don't work. Fortunately, I have snatched all the props back, but their souls have indeed disappeared." Ling Liu replied tiredly. The other person who came back alive was Lao Si. The other party lacked an arm. If it was another world and there were resurrection props, Ling Chen would not need to split them again. The Civilization Boat will directly save this soul fragment and prevent it from returning to Ling Chen's original soul, and then resurrect it to its original state.

Of course, if not, the dead soul fragment will return to Ling Chen's original body, and it will also prompt that he cannot be resurrected. Ling Yi died in "The Confrontation between Farming Civilization and Nomadic Civilization" for the first time. This is the case, which gave Wang Hao an illusion.

"But I checked the boat of civilization, and it said there is another way, that is, if the so-called bloody battle is won, it may require the gods of that world to return their souls and thus resurrect them." Ling Liu still completed his personal survival mission after all, so he obtained more information about that world.

"So that's it. Okay, I've finally thought about it. Thank you for your hard work. For this mission reward, buy whatever you want. You don't have to exchange props for me. Take a rest for two days first and recover, and then we'll consider what to do," Wang Hao covered his head, waved his hand, and let Ling Liu and the others take care of themselves.

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Ling Liu contacted the ontology for the first time, of course, through a virtual network. This method would not be noticed by Wang Hao at all, and this was also the first time that he had formally contacted after leaving the ontology.

"What, you said that in the world of fire and sword, I met a woman who knew me. Could it be her? A witch in a village?" Ling Chen rolled his eyes. It was obvious how shocking this news was to him.

He remembered that in that world, he met an indigenous woman, and relying on the other party's strength, he could live and wait until other teams appeared and then leave that world, and the same team as him, including the leader of the team, died inside.

However, although he was not a woman in his life in the next thousand years, he also experienced many women. The other party's image was a little blurred and far less than that of the women in the real world, leaving him a deep impression. After all, no matter what, that world must have been reincarnated, and the two of them could not see each other again.

"It should be true that she only contacted me once, saying that I had the breath of the subject, but it was not the subject. What's even more strange is that I seemed to have discovered that she sent someone to collect the soul fragments of other individuals after they died in the battlefield. Although those people were saying praying, Wang Hao shared the image of the resurrection crystal for me. I could see that the props they used were the resurrection crystal, and they could also see those soul fragments being collected in it. But I couldn't get it. Her power was very powerful. Although I could kill her with one hand, she could easily destroy my spirit," Ling Liu said.
Chapter completed!