Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Locating a lich's phylactery?
That was a little bit hard.
Roland heaved a sigh and said, "Not that I don't want to help you, but I've not even gotten in touch with the phylacteries' mechanisms yet. I don't understand them at all."
"We've taken that into consideration." The Winterwolf Holy Lady picked three pieces of vegetables with a fork and chewed them, before she said with a smile, "Our clan has kept a phylactery for years."
"One that does not have a lich's soul anymore?" Roland's eyes glittered.
The liches' soul maintenance technology was very interesting, but none of the major Magic Towers had it.
It was not because they couldn't study it, but because they despised it and dared not study it.
They were afraid that they would become addicted to its power and try to seek eternal life with evil means.
But that was not a problem for the players, who were already immortal in the game.