Under a pile of rubble not far away from the black crystal skeleton, a shriveled and ugly mummy sat up with a crash. It had an unkempt face and a pair of cloudy and shriveled eyes, glaring at Duroken and the Great Sage angrily.
The three guys looked at each other, and the great sage said hesitantly: "You..."
As soon as the words were spoken, the mummy let out an earth-shattering scream, its soul wave spread like a tsunami, and it jumped up from under the rubble.
The Great Sage and Duroken both subconsciously raised their hands to protect their souls, just like ordinary people would cover their ears when they heard a scream.
Ange's soul stirred, and he was about to fight back, but saw the mummy running to the edge and flipping to the other side of the road.
The great sage shouted loudly: "Witch, is it you? Witch, is it you?" and started to chase the mummy.
The mummy said sternly: "Don't come over."
"Oh, it's really you, what happened? Are you injured? Let me see, I'm going over..." the great sage said urgently.
The mummy sternly said: "Don't come over. If you dare to come over, I will project you onto the skeleton and tell everyone about spying on the female minotaur taking a bath."
The great sage was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "You're talking nonsense! When did I peek at the Minotaur taking a bath? You're talking nonsense!"
"During the projection," the mummy said confidently.
"You're talking nonsense. I was just wandering around when I was projecting. What are you talking about!" The great sage looked at Duroken subconsciously as if he was anxious. He noticed that Duroken had a puzzled expression on his face and said quickly.
: "Don't listen to her nonsense, it's nothing."
Then he said to the mummy: "Okay, okay, I won't go there, don't talk nonsense and smear my innocence."
"Look, you feel guilty," the mummy said.
The great sage was so angry that black smoke came out of his nostrils. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the pages of the Book of Brass being opened, and an imaginary pen was writing something there.
The great sage turned his head and saw that it was clearly written: The great sage projected to watch the female minotaur take a bath.
"Ah! I tore up this pornographic book of yours!" The great sage was so angry that he wanted to beat him.
Duroken took off his hat, put it on his chest, bent down and saluted: "Master Witch, long time no see."
The mummy was silent for a while, and then his voice suddenly became solemn and calm: "I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm really surprised that you came here. It's so rude. The conditions here are simple and there is no way to arrange your appearance. It's inconvenient for an interview."
It was difficult to connect this voice with the mummy that was screaming hysterically just now.
The great sage has a closer relationship with the witch, and his concern comes from the soul. He asked urgently: "Why are you here? Are you injured? Are you okay?"
"Your Majesty needs me, so I'm here. I'm not injured. I'm in good condition. Except for being a little ugly, hey..." The witch's tone when speaking to the great sage was not so solemn, but also seemed a bit naughty.
The great sage said angrily: "As ugly as it is, we have seen lichs no matter how ugly they are. What are you afraid of? Come here quickly and let me take a look."
"No, it's too ugly. I can't even look at myself. Let's just talk like this. What about you? Are you okay? It's been more than a thousand years, and I thought you had forgotten me." Witch Youyou
Speaking of.
Negris and Duroken's attention went back and forth in the direction of the great sage and the witch, and they all smelled a sour smell. Don't look at the words "you" and "you" used interchangeably in the witch's words, but
The 'people' are basically incidental.
"Alas." The great sage did not notice everyone's strange looks. All his attention was now on the witch's position. He sighed and said:
"Harvey and I were trapped in the Land of Perdition by the Church of Light. When we returned to the Palace of Rest a few months ago, I found that you were not there. I thought you were dead, otherwise you would not have saved me. I was grieved at that time.
I am so distraught, Your Majesty, please bless me, it turns out you are fine, that’s great.”
Nigris flew to Duroken's ear and asked quietly: "Was he grief-stricken at that time?"
Du Luoken was not sure, and responded hesitantly: "Maybe there is, but the great sage's emotions are relatively reserved, so we can't tell?"
"Then are you okay? The Church of Light? That small church that believes in light? How brave are you to block you?" The witch's voice was a little surprised.
"Where is the small church? They hide their strength. You may not know Harvey. He was once a golden skeleton, and now he has entered the realm of the Lord of Death. But even so, we are still stuck in the Land of Sinking and cannot return.
Come." The great sage said.
"Harvey? It has been promoted to mourning? How could I not recognize it? I know every skeleton in the Palace of Rest, and I know all the vegetable gardening skeletons. How could I not recognize the golden skeleton? That is to say, we now have three mourning skeletons.
Lord?" the witch said in surprise.
"Locke is dead," the great sage said.
"What?! Locke is dead? Who can kill him?" the witch said in shock.
"I don't know who killed the Church of Light, but Locke died in the Palace of Rest." The great sage said.
This news shocked the witch so much that she didn't speak for a while, and the scene fell silent.
Nigris took the opportunity to say: "Witch, do you still remember me?"
A thought swept over Nigris: "Smasher, of course I remember, your God... ha, the weather is so nice."
Nigris said angrily: "You took away all my talents and skills, and I have forgotten them all."
"Haha, haha, the weather is so nice today, hey, where's the sun?" the witch sneered, trying to change the subject.
Nigris did not continue joking. He was not that familiar with the witch, and instead said: "You just said that you know all the skeletons in the Palace of Rest, including the vegetable gardening skeletons? Do you know him?"
After speaking, Nigris gestured towards Ange.
The witch's thoughts swept over Ange: "I don't know, isn't this a human being?"
"Ange, take off your hat." Nigris felt happy in his heart. What about the witch? She still can't see through Ange's illusions?
Ange took off his hat, revealing his gray, golden and purple bones.
"I don't know, who is he? Why are his bones so weird? What level? His mental power is stronger than mine? Even if I put on the hat, I can't tell it's a skeleton. He is also a skeleton in the Palace of Rest? Could it be that the immortal god is there?
On him?"
The witch asked a series of questions, becoming more and more surprised as she spoke. Finally, she was so shocked that she couldn't help but poke her head out from the edge and take a 'personal' look at Ange.
But she quickly realized what she was doing and quickly retracted her head.
Now Nigris could see her appearance clearly. She was a clean, shriveled, cracked, and hard mummy. Her hair was also dry and yellow, falling sparsely on her scalp.
Nigris couldn't help but say: "You are so good, lotion... uh, let me know about the beauty package."