Chapter three hundred and ninety-eight live broadcast
Theoretically, the resentful soul can move regardless of the wall, but there was a problem with this during the trial. Under the control of Klein, Senior, who was originally confident, carelessly moved towards the wall where the door is.
The direction hit it, and then there was a loud crunching sound.
"It is undoubtedly a very good idea to let the Wraith Marionette pass through the wall, but unfortunately, this castle has obviously undergone some kind of mystical treatment, and its intensity is far beyond your expectation.
, even with the physique of a resentful soul, he almost hit his head and was bleeding."
The words that appeared on the running group records seemed to carry some special emotions, which made Klein instinctively feel like he was being ridiculed.
"Could this book have the characteristics of being alive?" Klein thought in his mind, but he did not test it in this regard. For now, this book seems to be a very important help in this trial.
Even if you are really sure that it has the characteristics of being alive, your actions will only anger the other party.
Taking a deep breath, Klein threw two gold coins. After confirming that there was no danger or trap outside, he carefully pushed the door, which did not look too strong, open a small crack.
The admiral, who still had a patch of purple blood on his forehead, immediately transformed into a resentful spirit state and slipped out through the crack in the door.
"It doesn't seem to be anything?" Through the perspective of Blood Admiral Senior, Klein observed the scene outside this room. He didn't know whether it was because the resentful soul state was hidden enough, or whether it was really safe enough here.
In the corridor separated by a wall, there was nothing except candles that flickered but seemed to never burn out.
Klein, who has just become the marionette master, is still a little slow in controlling the marionette. Not only does it require a lot of spiritual energy, but the distance between the marionette and the main body is only about a hundred meters. After exploring all the accessible distances, he can control the marionette.
Ryan finally got out of the aisle helplessly.
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"Isn't this guy too cautious?"
While Klein was exploring at a speed that could be described as turtle speed, Snow, who was enjoying a midnight snack, was holding a book that was very similar to the "Running Group Record" in Klein's hand, but it was different from the one that could only display text.
Different from "Running Group Record", the "Book of Secret Keepers" in Snow's hand also has dynamic pictures.
Except that it looks like a parchment book, it is no different from a tablet. Of course, its frame rate is very low, the picture is just a simple line drawing, and there is no sound. It can only show dialogue in text, but this
This is already the limit of what Snow's current technology can achieve.
Although it was said to be a trial, Klein did not enter a secret realm——
Snow's technology is not enough to create a world in a book like Grossel's Travels. In fact, Klein is in the underground part of the castle at this time.
And that door is, of course, just a simple portal.
"That guy looks clumsy. He doesn't look like he can pass the level." Lily, who was squatting on Snow's knees in cat form, looked at the pictures in the book and flicked her tail. Snow stretched out his hand to smooth her fur.
, and then said with a smile:
"Don't underestimate him too much... Well, that's right. It's strange that there's nothing there even though it's a trial. Then send him some soldiers."
Snow said, tapping the "Book of the Secret Keeper" with his fingers. In a row of dice-like patterns in the lower right corner of the book, a six-sided dice and a twenty-sided dice suddenly started spinning.
The animation of the dice stopped, and the faces marked 1 and 14 were aligned directly above. At the same time, some changes also occurred in the screen...
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"Puff...Puff..."
what sound?
Klein, who was already tense, immediately held the blue rose, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind——
It was a bunch of round things rolling towards him...
"What the hell?"
Before Klein could figure out what this picture meant, the source of the sound came out from the corner of the aisle in front. At that time, it was a group of translucent soft elastic colloid creatures that seemed to be only the size of basketballs. There were fourteen in number.
One, the color is clear aqua blue, and it looks quite cute at first glance.
"Is this a slime?" Klein looked at the monster in front of him in surprise. Although it was the first time he saw the real thing, as a former keyboard expert, how could he not recognize this kind of monster, whether serious or not?
In all games, there are fantasy creatures that appear very frequently?
However, slimes also have strengths and weaknesses. Out of caution, Klein commanded the Blood Admiral to pounce on him. Senior, who had transformed into a werewolf, stretched out his sharp claws that exuded a metallic luster and wore a thick and hard coat.
The wolf hair ruthlessly split the nearest slime into two pieces.
However, the slime did not die because of this. Instead, it directly turned into two water pillars and merged together again, and then turned into that silly and cute look again.
It's just that Senior's aggressive behavior obviously angered these little things. Their bodies transformed into rope-like structures and rolled up towards Senior, wrapping his mouth and nose, as if they intended to make the Marionette
Suffocated to death.
"Immune to physical attacks and suffocate the prey by wrapping the head? It seems quite dangerous." Klein pinched his knuckles to enter the spirit thread state, only to find that these slimes did not have spirit threads.
"Not a living thing?" Klein was a little surprised. He originally thought that these slimes were magical creatures raised here by Senior Panridax, but now it seems that these things are more like robots?
Or is it simply an illusion?
"But that's right. After all, the only ones who can enter here are puppet masters. If these weak monsters are living creatures, they will only become the power of the trial..."
Klein muttered in his heart, but Senior changed again. The thick hair on his body retracted from his body, and waves of cold air spread from his skin that turned livid.
Those slimes seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, stiffening suddenly, freezing, and finally fell to the ground, smashing into ice slag on the ground.
Then, what surprised Klein was that after the slimes disappeared, a wooden box appeared in place...
"Can you still drop treasure chests when you fight monsters? Senior Panridax, what on earth did you create?"
The corner of Klein's mouth twitched as he looked at the wooden treasure box that seemed to be the size of a suitcase. He lowered his head and glanced at the group running records——
"After using the power of the sixth level of the sequence, you finally eliminated a group of slimes that ordinary people can defeat. Damn it, you were lucky enough to drop a treasure chest? Could it be that pretending to fight hard can increase the probability of dropping it?
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"I am being cautious! Do you understand being cautious?"