Three skeletons sat around two black stones placed on the snow, and the stones were engraved with the language of the devil - death.
The three skeletons are undead creatures and are not afraid of the cold and snowy weather. They must have been sitting here for a long time. The shoulders of their clothes and their bare skulls are covered with a layer of snow.
Normally when encountering such a thing, Shade would choose to go around it, but today he came here just to look for clues, so he walked over, but the skeletons ignored him and stared at the half-covered corpse on the snow.
Two black stones covered.
[Undead, but corrupted by demons, and the soul is imprisoned in the bones.]
"She" reminded softly, and Shade stopped with the suitcase in hand:
"Gentlemen, what are you doing?"
After asking the question, I got the answer. Among the three skeletons, the jaw of the one wearing dark red clothes moved up and down;
"We are allocating death quotas."
"What's the meaning?"
The skeleton in black clothes said:
"We are hunters from a nearby village. When we entered this forest for hunting a year ago, we came here after chasing a pheasant. The three of us shot at the pheasant hiding in the bushes. When we were looking for it, we found that the pheasant fell on the ground of a man.
Underfoot. We threatened each other to hand over our prey, so we became like this."
When he spoke, he actually had the charm of an operatic monologue.
"Aren't you already dead?"
Shade asked again, and finally the skeleton in dark blue clothes said:
"The man let us die, but could not leave completely. He said that since we like to suspect others of taking our things, then let us decide for ourselves who this thing belongs to. He turned the pheasant into two
A stone, which would allow two of us to die completely, leaving one to continue to be tortured."
When the three skeletons were talking, they never looked at Shade, but stared at the two stones, as if they were afraid that their companions would take them away first:
"So, we're trying to allocate deaths."
"Um"
This rather evil curse indeed looks like the handiwork of Goethe, the stone mirror demon:
"So, you've been at a stalemate with each other for a year?"
"Yes."
The skeleton in black clothes was still the first to speak and said:
"We balance each other and restrict each other. No one dares to reach out to the stone first, otherwise he will be attacked by the other two. Now we are competing to see who is more patient, but the good news is that we all have infinite lives to go to.
wait."
This sentence makes the feeling of black humor even stronger:
"Have you ever thought that your stalemate and waiting is itself part of permanent torture?"
The skeleton in dark red clothes said:
"Of course we know, but so what? Who can selflessly dedicate themselves and let the other two leave?"
The three skeletons nodded together. During this period, no one moved their eyes away from the two stones in the snow.
"Would you like me to help you?"
Shade suggested in the snow, but the three skeletons probably misunderstood what he meant. The skeleton in black first said:
"I have ancestral treasures at home. Help me entangle one of them, and they will all belong to you."
The red skeleton said:
"Don't believe his treasure, it's just a crude clay pot. I have beautiful daughters, help me tangle with one of them, she will be yours."
The skeleton in blue finally said:
"Oh, sir, his daughter is stronger than a wild boar and more savage than a brown bear. I have the talent of a marksman. Help me entangle one of them, and I will give you part of my soul."
"This is a lie. If his talent was outstanding, he would not come here to hunt with us. Don't believe his lies, sir, what I gave you is the most valuable gift."
The skeleton in black said again, and then the three skeletons asked together:
"So sir, who do you want to help?"
"Wealth, beauty and power, choose one?"
Shade asked, still holding the suitcase in his left hand, and the silver thunder exploded in his right hand:
"How about this, I don't want all three of them!"
In an instant, lightning flashed across, and the thunder gun directly hit the center of the three skeletons at close range. As stones, snowflakes and soil exploded, all three skeletons were ejected. At the same time, a hole was blown out of the ground.
There was a big crater, but the silver arc was still beating on the snow.
In the large pit on the ground, there are dozens of skeletons like them lying:
"It is common sense for magicians not to make deals with demons; it is another common sense not to make deals with things corrupted by demons."
The skeletons picked up their severed limbs and spliced them together, struggling to stand up from the snow. Some black shadows quickly slipped under the snow layer, split into three strands and rushed into the bodies of the three skeletons. As a result, strange black stones clung to the bodies of the three skeletons.
On those bones, six black flames appeared in their eye sockets.
A stone sickle appears in the right hand of the skeleton in black. The skeleton in red raises his right hand, and mud projectiles appear in his palm. The skeleton in blue becomes larger and feels full of pressure.
While they were feeling the power, Shade opened his suitcase and took out one of the small bottles. He opened the cork and stretched out his hand to control the water flow, causing the holy water in the bottle to fly to Xia in strands like a flying snake.
In front of De. As he opened his mouth and blew forward slightly, the holy water passing in front of him slowly froze in the snow, forming a complete spear made of ice:
"I haven't taken action yet, how dare you resist?"
The black-clothed skeleton was the fastest, as if gliding against the snow, and hit Shade with a sickle in hand. But Shade just turned sideways and easily dodged, and then, as if dancing a sword, he used the ice spear with his backhand to slash
He took off its skull, broke off one third of the ice spear, stabbed it into its left eye socket, and then continued forward.
His movements in the snow were smooth and smooth, and the confrontation between the two sides did not exceed two seconds.
Then came the huge blue-clad skeleton, which came to Shade like a wild bear charging. But Shade didn't think of dodge, and slightly bent over to lower his center of gravity. With a slightly serious expression on his face, he opened
The spell "Power of the Red Dragon" directly collided with the skeleton in blue:
"Hehe!"
After the confrontation with Feng's strength, Xia De kicked the skeleton over:
"How dare you resist?"
Shade raised his ice spear high and pierced it through its left eye socket, then broke it inside the skull of the blue-robed skeleton, and kicked the immobile skeleton aside.
He turned his head slightly to avoid the black mud bomb flying from the front, weighed the last ice spear in his hand, moved his right foot back, raised his left foot, leaned back, raised his right hand high and twisted his waist.
Throw forward.
As the ice cut across the snowy forest, with the sound of breaking through the air, the holy water ice spear pierced the right eye socket of the red skeleton, and then flew backwards with it. With a thud~ it was nailed to the pine tree, shocking
The fallen branches were covered with snow, and with a crash, the skeleton was buried directly in the snowdrift.
The wind carried the snow through the gloomy forest. Shade, who was standing in the open space beside the path, hummed, clapped his hands, turned around and picked up his suitcase again. He was thinking about continuing to walk towards the manor not far away.
At the same time, the sound of applause came from behind him.
Shade frowned and turned to look, only to see "Stone Oxenfurt" wearing a brown robe and black boots, walking out of the forest while applauding:
"It's really good, it's really good."
But this is definitely not Stone Oxenfurt. Although the two of them look exactly the same, the careless smile on his face and the smooth tone at this time are not the more like Stone Oxenfurt.
A person who looks like a robber can act like a gangster. The eyes that appear pure black even in the daytime and the slightly dull skin directly indicate what is in front of him.
【Devil's body.】
In this way, at this somewhat unexpected time and place, Shad met the demons of the Randall Valley for the first time.
"No, unless you burn the divinity, I have no confidence to defeat it now."
Shade knew this very well. The doctor had said that the opponent was the kind of enemy in knight novels that only appeared at the last level before defeating the devil.
"Oxenfurt? No, you're not him."
Shade said, still holding his box with his left hand, and reaching into his pocket with his right hand. Shade took out a silver cross pendant with a silver chain. One end of the cross was extremely tapered and sharp, and the cross itself was coiled with a long silver snake.
, the head of the long snake is dotted with a ruby that seems to glow in the snow.
The Keeper-level relic [Profane Cross] pierces the chest of a supernatural humanoid creature and absorbs the soul of the imprisoned opponent. It can even absorb the soul into one's own body to form a special blasphemy rune.
Shade raised the relic in his hand towards the devil. As expected, the latter slowly stopped, but the smile on his face did not change at all:
"Silver cross? It seems that you have found out my identity."
"Since I dare to accept Stone Oxenfurt's commission, I will naturally not investigate everything. I am not interested in you, and I am even less interested in the relationship between you and Stone Oxenfurt. I just want to
Complete the commission and get Oxenfurt's reward."
The demon clasped his hands on his chest and looked up at Shade slightly in the snow. This posture was very similar to the real Oxenfurt:
"An alien ring wizard, but you are not as loyal as you say. Since you agreed to help Stone Oxenfurt obtain those three items, why did you hide it from him and take over Haila Oxenfurt?
Commission?"
The devil indeed knew what happened in that manor. Fortunately, Dr. Schneider had already informed Shade of what might have happened. Shade was not particularly surprised by this:
"When a beautiful woman asks me for help, even takes my hand to touch her chest, and I feel that I can do it, then I have no reason not to agree to her."
