Chapter Eighteen Who Is Singing

  It was almost as if a voice in his mind had spoken at that instant, and Malong already knew who the person speaking to him in this unbelievable way was.

  In the top treehouse of Eshiria's Light Restaurant, that unknown spirit tribe mind mage I once saw!

  Ma Long turned his head and looked around, and indeed saw the man in black windbreaker with his collar raised high under a dead black tree on his right rear side, which was out of place with the lush greenery of the season.

  The warm sunshine of spring seemed to be unable to shine on this unknown spirit man, he and the withered tree beside him were shrouded in black, the same color as death and the unknown.

  "Three days later, come find me at Eshiria's Light."

  Once again in Ma Long's mind, leaving a faint tone of such a sentence, the unknown identity of the spirit man turned and left.

  Then, Ma Long was shocked to find that as the elf man turned and walked away step by step, the completely withered black dead tree actually sprouted green branches at a visible speed!

  As the elf man stepped out of the public cemetery, the black withered tree had completely regained its vitality, and the green leaves layered and rustled in the wind, making a "whooshing" sound.

  Then Ma Long understood that this was the elf man showing off his strength to him.

  After all, this public cemetery is under the protection of the goddess of the earth and her pastors.

  That sprite-like man, however, was so recklessly using a power that was either death or life to freely reverse the life and death of that withered tree, and it seemed like no one had discovered him yet.

  "Let me tell you a secret, young man with the blood of spirits flowing through your veins. What killed this poor aunt of yours was... your pity for those so-called innocent people. Heh, I suppose you'll want to know why."

  The elf man who had already disappeared from Malong's line of sight left in his mind the final words that made him think that three days later, Malong would definitely go to Eshiliya's Light Restaurant to see him.

  This sudden and unexpected speech caused Ma Long's heart to involuntarily tremble, and it was at this moment that the eulogy recited by the deceased pastor also came to an end.

  "…Vina-Liszt, go to the kingdom of God, your eternal sleep will not wake up again, and it will bring eternal peace to those who mourn for you..."

  As the Reverend Eternal Sleep chanted in a low but powerful voice, "Eternal Peace", the crowd of people who came to see off Winnie-the-Pooh also followed the funeral procedure and said in unison, "Eternal Rest, Eternal Peace."

  Whether it was the eternal shepherd or the mourners, they all spoke in hushed tones, but to Malong, whose mind was shaken by the words of the spirit man, these voices sounded like thunder and lightning - BOOM!

  The deafening explosion and the voice in his mind caused Malong to fall into a brief daze.

  Then, Ma Long felt the cold and mysterious powers that had been floating around him, trying to merge into his mind, making him instinctively feel harmless and beneficial, finally taking advantage of this brief moment of distraction, successfully merging into his mind!

  Then, Ma Long suddenly felt dizzy and blacked out... everything went dark.

  ……

  Darkness, boundless and endless darkness.

  Barefoot, Ma Long walked in the endless darkness, he knew that he might be in a nightmare, but his instinctive fear of the dark still made him unable to stop his footsteps.

  No matter how you calculate it, Ma Long is just an ordinary member of the masses, his soul has some differences from others, but he still hasn't reached a fearless state.

  Nor did he know how long he had been walking in the darkness, but a faint sense of fatigue had already begun to creep into his heart. At last, in the boundless and endless darkness, he saw a tiny, almost imperceptible starlight twinkling.

  Summoning his last strength, Malong rushed towards the direction where starlight twinkled.

  With the barefooted dragon, biting his teeth and enduring the spiritual fatigue, he kept running forward. The faint starlight that seemed to be out of reach finally became brighter and brighter, bit by bit.

  Finally, Ma Long arrived at the place where the starlight was shining brightly.

  It was not starlight, but a white candle emitting a silver-white cold flame.

  He stretched out his hand and carefully grasped the white candle that brought light to Ma Long.

  "Malong... my nephew... thank you for taking care of Xiao Anwei... I will protect you, for you... illuminate the path ahead."

  Ma Long heard an ethereal voice.

  It was faint yet clear, the voice of his poor aunt, Winnie Lister.

  The next moment, the candlelight surged, and Ma Long saw two vermilion gates standing upright, tightly closed, with countless noises faintly coming from inside.

  Ma Long stretched out his hand to push, but the red door remained motionless.

  He leaned sideways and listened intently, vaguely hearing voices filled with joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure, pain, and madness; heard songs that were either mournful and pleading, or joyful and stirring, or majestic and intense.

  With his ears pressed against the red giant gate, those voices finally became more real, and Malong could already hear incomplete sentences.

  Although his voice was old and hoarse, it was full of joy as he said: "Just kidding..."

  "I'll be back!" he shouted in a loud and urgent voice.

  But soon a new voice will cover the previous two, someone is chanting to the accompaniment of pulsating drumbeats: "I-am-the-bone-of-my-sword……"

  The recitation quickly faded away, and then a very faint, seemingly heavenly female voice appeared, saying: "Hello, Jack. I changed my mind..."

  "This faint woman's voice was soon overwhelmed by another calm and emotionless female voice: 'It has been four years since the Alliance and Horde joined forces to resist the Burning Legion's invasion...'"

  Then, there was a woman with a bright and clear voice, singing an extremely happy song: "Who is the one singing, warming up the loneliness, white clouds drifting by, blue sky still, tears floating away..."

  ……

  What's all this?!

  Ma Long seemed to have vaguely guessed something.

  The white candle in Ma Long's hand, the starlight burning on it suddenly flickered.

  As the starlight shone on Shandong, a pair of crimson gates stood towering before Ma Long, tightly closed with not a single gap. However, they suddenly creaked open, revealing an extremely narrow slit.

  Then, colorful lights shone out from the gap of the door!

  Without any hesitation, Ma Long's eyes were stuck to the door gap, and then he saw a strange and wonderful world! Countless people who were extremely familiar to him!

  Then, the humble and submissive voices of countless people, as well as two words with different pronunciations but the same meaning in this context, poured into Malong's mind like thunder.

  "Master."

  “……Master。”

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  Wow, this chapter took a certain wizard three hours of time!!! Crazy!!!!!

  Then something came up, and tonight's chapter will be delayed because a certain wizard has to help out with some work at his family's small shop this afternoon...