Softshell turtle is not a tortoise.

Modesty! Honesty! Compassion! Bravery! Justice! Sacrifice! Honor! Faith!
He is a lich, yet he upholds the knightly spirit!
He is a lich, yet he remains steadfast in his faith of light!
"With a formidable enemy at hand, fearless and unobstructed! Daring and loyal, worthy of the Holy Spirit! Loyal and upright, willing to die unyielding! Protecting the weak, never going against heaven's principles!"
Standing at the top of the world, no matter how great the storm, nothing can stop him from following the steps of the Holy Spirit! Not even the Holy Spirit!
...
This is a romantic legendary story of a chatty cat and a lich who dedicates his body and soul to the light!
Yes, "romantic," not deceiving you! That's just how it is!

The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!

In the dim and oppressive space, Adolf lay silently in his Blood Crystal, motionless.


Compared to the last time, there seemed to be more "blood threads" within the Blood Crystal.


There was no wind here, the surroundings were silent as the abyss itself.


Suddenly, ripples spread across the surface of the Blood Crystal, and Adolf's body tilted slightly, falling out of the crystal.


Almost simultaneously, the fine sand below the Blood Crystal quickly condensed into a flat surface to catch him.


"Are you okay?" The blue mist coalesced into a human face, appearing beside him.


Curled up, Adolf trembled slightly, breathing heavily.


After a while, Adolf finally caught his breath, lying there and panting heavily.


"I think you better not go any further. Your body is not fit for using any more Magic, especially spatial Magic. That's high-level Magic, it will put a heavy strain on your body."


Chapter 38: Jones's Trouble