The extremely strong, extremely cold shuddering feeling traveled throughout the body, as if cold liquid was being pumped into the blood vessels - it was cold from the inside out.
Laziness paralyzes all the muscles in the body, while despair blocks thinking.
You can tell at a glance that it is the Bone Master himself.
He just stood there and asked the players to use all their strength to barely turn around——
Longjing Cha's pupils shrank slightly.
What came into view was the skeleton of a giant that looked to be three meters tall.
But it is completely different from the "thin and withered bones" that players saw when they first saw the Skeleton King.
He still wears a long white cashmere cloak, a pure white triple crown on his head, and a golden crying mask on his face. He still wears heavy white metal boots and hands when calling.
He was also wearing thick white leather gloves that were reminiscent of bear paws.
But at this moment, He opened his cloak to both sides.
The withered bones that were originally like a dead soul, as thin as a shadow, and seemed to disappear at any time, were replaced by a thick armor that was as towering as a mountain rock and unshakable.
The crown on his head seemed a little old, and the mask on his face was the same, with some dull marks. And his carefully maintained pure white armor also showed some scars.
He looks like a real Paladin.
He is not the Lord of the Undead who is the Lord of Bones.
But the Holy Knight who died in a bloody battle with the undead——
So ironic.
"I recognize you..."
The old and deep voice of Lord Skeleton sounded from under the golden mask: "Annan's servants..."
Perhaps it was because the interior of the armor was empty, so there was a strange echo.
Seeing that Bone Man didn't seem to attack their bodies, Longjing Tea breathed a sigh of relief.
A moment ago, he thought it was a wandering child who destroyed Duke Skeleton's ceremonial ground, so he parachuted in directly to start taking revenge and guarding the high ground...
"Don't worry. I saw that you didn't destroy the peace of the deceased..."
As if he had read Longjing Tea's thoughts, the Skeleton King gave him a vague look and made a sound like a sigh.
Longjing Tea did not meet Duke Gu Gu's gaze.
Because the crying face mask did not leave enough holes to expose the eyes - it was not so much a mask, but a metal piece that had been branded on the face, like a clown, fixing the expression.
When they saw that Lord Skeleton did not attack them immediately, the players immediately became energetic.
...So, this is a yellow-named NPC?
As long as you don't take the initiative to attack, you shouldn't become an enemy, right?
That would be great...
Longjing Tea breathed a deep sigh of relief.
When he was in a panic just now, he thought he was about to be beaten by Bone Man...
Perhaps because this is actually the body of chocolate, or simply because the Skeleton Man does not have a strong sense of oppression against animals. The first one to wake up from the shock was Dove in the form of a serval cat.
She walked up to Mr. Bones and boldly hugged his legs.
As Chocolate has grown up, Dove is now a big cat with a height of over half a meter - her body size coupled with the attribute increase brought by the feedback from the body is enough to easily hunt humans.
It can be said that three warriors of the same level may not be able to defeat this cat.
But in front of the Skeleton King, who was twice as tall as the Yaserans, Dove looked like an ordinary pet cat.
The Bone Man glanced at her, but did not kick her away. Instead, he looked deeply at the wandering child.
"Elves..."
He muttered in a low voice with some nostalgia: "I haven't seen it for a long time. The ring of elves."
"...Have you seen this thing?"
The one who spoke was the wandering child himself. He asked nervously: "This is... the inheritance I got from the elves' ruins."
"Of course I have seen it. In my time, the ring was glory."
Lord Bones still spoke in the form of short sentences.
It wasn't that he couldn't speak more coherently.
But He really doesn't speak much... When it comes to "modern" grammar, He has to think about how to say it.
"The elves worship the circle. For the elves are a people of snakes."
Lord Skeleton replied calmly: "The snake's will exists in all circles."
I saw Him raising his hand and making a move.
There was no sign of the curse, or even the fluctuation of the curse. The steps on the ground automatically melted again - just like going back in time, and restored to a doorless wall.
The only difference is that the dust that was dispersed did not gather again.
Mr. Bones did not continue to explain the elf's problem, but turned around.
"follow me."
He said.
As soon as the voice fell, there was no more hesitation.
He moved towards a deeper, darker and lightless place. Dove immediately followed the Skeleton King - the cat body shining with broken light, followed the giant lightly, lighting the way for others.
His heavy metal boots should not have made the same crunching sound that occurs when stepping on the dust when stepping on the dust. In other words... Judging from the skeleton's three-meter-tall body, I'm afraid there should only be a huge iron block falling to the ground with a roar.
the sound of.
He should bring a sense of oppression as heavy and irresistible as a steamroller.
But……
Longjing Cha looked deeply at Mr. Bones.
Is this extremely light sound because He doesn't want to damage the ground here?
Or is it because there is only a string of bones left inside this heavy armor...
His heart moved, he took two steps forward and asked boldly: "Mr. Bones... do you need us to clean up the dust here?"
"No need."
The skeleton male didn't even look back and uttered that low, echoing old voice: "Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust..."
It was a sound like a sigh.
Players move forward with the huge one-story-high Paladin.
The light shining on the Serval Cat refracted on the metal armor, emitting a dazzling glow. But the light was still too little and too dim - so much so that it cast a shadow on the larger body area of the Skeleton Cat.
, appears darker than darkness.
People walked forward in silence.
Passing through tombs that were equally silent one after another.
Obviously there are no undead here, but Longjing Tea still feels a chill down his spine.
That's a sense of vicissitudes of life that you can't feel when visiting historical places of interest in the past.
——It is "popularity".
Longjing Tea quickly captured that feeling.
The historical cities he has visited are much older than the Principality of Song Song...but they are far less scary than these tombs. Because on the edge of the "ancient city", you can always see "not so ancient" ones.
Surrounding buildings.
It is the fear of peeking into the cracks of history - as if falling deeper into the cracks of the world.
Funeral Song This place is more like an ancient tomb than an ancient city.
Small buildings like garages are grouped together, lying quietly under the city. Perhaps it is based on family genealogy, or based on marriage or partnership...
Looking at these tombs, Longjing Cha seemed to be in a trance, seeing the giants of the former Mingge Principality, calmly - perhaps even talking and laughing - deciding where they should be buried after their death, and who should be buried next to them.
.
Then they entered the covered tomb in an orderly manner, drank the poison, and waited for others to seal their "lids".
……but.
Logically speaking...shouldn't all these corpses be pulled into the body of Lord Skeleton?
"This is my hometown."
Suddenly, without warning.
The skeleton spoke openly.
"This is where I was born and died. This is where I die and am reborn."
Like every old man who misses his hometown and old friends, he tells stories about the past to young people who are not familiar with him.