Hill nodded happily. "I'll tell you about it slowly later. For now, put away that Mage Tower.
It'll be for Russell to use in the future.
It's best to build your own Mage Tower yourself. Besides, there are enough resources in the Demiplane for him to learn at his leisure."
Liszt glanced at the two Gods hanging from Hill, clearly floating in midair... He could more or less guess why Hill was in such a hurry to return to the Mage Tower.
So he immediately turned around and opened the Mage Tower's doors.
Hill floated lightly back into his home.
Russell, who was being pulled through the air like a kite, felt a little dazed... He saw the little whale inside that ball of light open its mouth wide and swallow their grayish-purple tower whole!
Russell knew that had to be an illusion... That whale-shaped ball of light was clearly a soul creature. At least, he knew that much.
Teacher Hill... Although Hill had not formally introduced himself to them, Russell had still heard the two Gods address him by that name... He had long ago demanded that the two of them learn to correctly identify soul creatures.
Especially how to distinguish their good from evil, life from death.
Of course, the "living" among soul creatures were not truly alive either. They had merely lost their bodies, while their souls had been preserved through special means... Basically, such methods were relatively positive in nature.
Thus allowing these soul creatures to remain aligned with the factions they had belonged to in life.
But evil creatures would not be accepted by positive energy, so if only their souls remained, they would inevitably become Undead Spirits.
Then there were also many beings that accidentally became Undead Spirits due to all sorts of environments