What Xiao Lin wanted to do was simple: he was trying to see if the blackhole would also start to absorb the death energy around it. It was impossible to test out the theory at the academy due to the absence of death energy, but logically, death, natural and elemental energies should be similar to each other. Since it worked on the elements, it should also work on death energy.
With Miracle, the circular black hole once again appeared in the galaxy. Even if the blackhole could definitely suck in the surrounding energies, Xiao Lin noticed the suction was not absolute. Just like how the elements would attempt to run when sensing the danger, the death energies also scattered.
Xiao Lin focused all his attention on investigating the star-filled world. This space represented the microscopic world of all the energies within Planet Norma, so meditating in the New World was completely different from doing it at the academy.
If the meditative world within the isolated space of the academy was the Milky Way, then in this vast world, the meditative world was the whole universe.
With Xiao Lin’s current abilities, it was definitely impossible to catch or even feel the energies in Wildfire Town, let alone the whole universe. However, under Miracle, his mental strength had increased, and thanks to the blackhole, he did not actually need to feel it. He only had to focus his attention on the mass that did not flee like the other death energies to get a location.
In that space, there were only three flames that did not run. One was nearby, and Xiao Lin was familiar with it since it was the soul in his sword. Another mass of grey flames was also very close–only a few hundred meters away. The last flame was constantly moving, but seemed to be voluntarily heading toward them.
“I’ve found it!”
Xiao Lin opened his eyes, running toward that flame a few hundred meters away from them. Lilith followed closely behind, not asking Xiao Lin how he did it. “Are you sure it’s Asabanor?”
“No, but he’s not the only undead soul in this town. Could it be someone he’s controlling?”
The two of them were on alert. The place he sensed was at the center of town. There was a tall clock tower. Xiao Lin and Lilith exchanged glances before Lilith said, “The tower is too narrow. We won’t be able to fight properly with too many people. I’ll head up myself; since you know magic, assist me from down here.”
Xiao Lin nodded in acknowledgement. Luckily, he had brought his Peakfire Staff with him this time. Taking out his staff, Xiao Lin was still unsure if flame magic would be effective on that old fart, but just as Lilith had said, that old man had been gravely injured when he escaped The Final Lands. There was no way he had recovered in just a little over a month. The one in the clock tower was probably just a puppet he was controlling.
Lilith actually stowed her scythe away, instead taking out two short swords. Even though her most comfortable weapon was the large scythe, that woman was proficient in practically every weapon, so short swords were no big deal to her. She waved the swords around before a surge of wind formed around her feet, increasing her agility as she dashed up the stairs.
After a few seconds, Xiao Lin heard a terrified but clear voice from the top of the tower. “No, don’t kill me. I’m not a bad guy. Help me!”
It was a female voice, and it started off with Mandarin before quickly noticing something was off and rapidly switching to English. It seemed to be proficient in both languages.
Xiao Lin gaped for a few seconds, a disbelieving look on his face before quickly activating his Phantom Steps. He dashed up the tower as he shouted, “Stay your blade.”
After a few minutes, Xiao Lin and Lilith stood atop the tower, and a timid girl stood next to them. Lilith might have been a battle maniac, but she would never harm a defenseless girl, so the girl only received a bit of a fright, but she was not injured.
However, Lilith never dropped her guard, and she did not put away her swords. She looked at Xiao Lin with a half-suspicious gaze, her unspoken question clear.
Xiao Lin had said he felt a mass of death energy, but the tower only had a little girl not even ten years old. Could Xiao Lin’s necromantic meditation have been off, or was there something wrong with the girl?
Xiao Lin had a headache as well. Looking at the shivering girl, he sighed and said, “Two days ago you left without saying anything, but I can’t believe I found you here. Are you going to give me an explanation?”
It was the girl Xiao Lin had saved two days ago. Xiao Lin never expected they would meet again now. The girl was still in the white dress from two days ago, but her face was no longer dirty. She also had shoes on this time, and alongside her bright and big eyes, she looked quite cute.
“You know her?” Lilith said in surprise.
The girl quickly nodded, embarrassedly saying, “I’m actually this Uncle’s female servant.”
Lilith narrowed her eyes, looking at Xiao Lin with a different expression, as if she was looking at a pervert.
Xiao Lin hurriedly waved his hands. “Don’t just believe her. I don’t know her at all! We’ve never even talked about being a servant!”
The girl lowered her head, her eyes reddening as tears started to fall. She was already a cute girl, and her pitiful look could inspire kindness in even the most uncaring person. Between Xiao Lin and her, almost everyone would choose to believe that little girl.
Lilith was speechless, but her gaze on Xiao Lin was getting even more unfriendly, as if accusing Xiao Lin of being a pervert that did not even dare admit his actions.
A cunning glint flashed on the girl’s face, but the look quickly vanished in her tears. She swallowed and said, “Sister, Uncle, I’m scared. Can you take me away from this place?”
Saying that, the girl opened her arms, as if asking for someone to carry her. It was a powerful move capable of impacting anyone, especially men.
Xiao Lin rolled his eyes. He was an uncle, but Lilith was just a sister?
Lilith had already walked over with a smile on her face, putting the two swords back into her spatial ring before reaching her arms out toward the girl, motioning to put the girl in her embrace. However, when her hands touched the girl’s shoulders, the girl suddenly felt a cold chill on her neck. As she looked back, her pupils constricted.
Lilith had somehow retrieved her scythe and was aiming it at the girl’s throat.