Chapter 3298 "Stir-Stealed Sir"

[Foreigner, you have officially stepped into the "Time Gallery".]

The familiar endless glowing white mist filled the whole world. He walked towards the arc arch of slender tree trunks, vines, branches and green leaves in front of the white mist, stuffed the cat toy into his pocket, and then walked directly into the arch.

[Message from the ancient god "Father of Infinite Tree":]

[Fifth century 5182, Central Continent, Tombstone Wasteland.]

【Event: Digging graves.】

[Duration lasts forty minutes → eighty minutes (2/3).]

【You have obtained additional information.】

【The figure of the father of the Infinite Tree is watching you.】

[The ancient god of time gives you a test.]

【Assist mortals to learn the secret of the old god - "King of Skeletons".】

[The Father of the Infinite Tree will give you a reward: Miracle Runes - Jealousy.]

When his body passed through the arch, the fog dissipated around him, while Xia De frowned slightly, trying to get rid of the discomfort caused by the change in the direction of gravity in an instant.

It was pitch black around him, and as expected, he was buried in the grave again. Xia De, who had last experience, quickly let himself emerge from the soil behind the tombstone, and then touched a gold bracelet from the grave as a burial object.

"here it is"

The brief stay in the tomb caused serious physical strength and spiritual loss. He held the tombstone and looked around with breath. In the faint mist, there were tombstones illuminated by candlesticks and lanterns everywhere. But after reading the information on the surrounding tombstones, Xia De knew very well that the "grave" when he appeared this time was not the same as the "grave" last time.

This is the first time he encountered this situation where the locations of adventure occur during time and adventure.

The tombstone he climbed out last time only had a simple moon symbol carved with a chisel, and the center of the tombstone was surrounded by a symbol of the moon and the sun, which indirectly proved that the place where he appeared this time was indeed different from the last time.

Looking around, Xia De was sure that he had not seen the gravekeeper's hut, so he decided to stay in place for the time being, waiting for the "corpse tree" or Teresa and others to come over.

The fog here did not completely solidify, but was flowing slowly, but Xia De could not feel any trace of wind. The smell of the corpse and the smell of damp soil were mixed together, making Xia De gradually suspected that his nose would lose its normal function.

He was still thinking about what the ball of fire that Sister Deflyn took out from her chest. While holding the tombstone and waiting to be found, he curiously checked the situation of the tombstones around him, and thus saw a fickle guy who had provoked too many girls and died tragically in the hands of those jealous and angry women because he was accused of being too many girls.

【This may be some kind of "hint".】

"She" said with a smile, Xia De laughed dryly in his heart as an echo, and then thought about whether the supplies she brought this time were in line with the tastes of the nun, Teresa and the tomb robber Miss Gianna Lead.

The cat was still in the pocket of Xia De's inner coat in the form of a toy, and this time he was very obedient. After his condition almost returned to normal, Xia De heard some sounds in the silence.

But what he heard was not the sound of a hound running or a witch walking, but the sound of birds flapping their wings.

He suddenly changed from leaning against the tombstone to standing upright, closing his eyes while constantly changing directions, and then suddenly shook his hand forward:

"Moonlight Sword!"

The silver sword emerged from the air and then turned into a sterling silver whip and whipped into the depths of the fog. The sound of breaking through the air echoed for a long time, and Xia De clearly saw a black blood flower exploded in the depths of the white fog.

Then the sound of pounced la la became increasingly dense, and large areas of undead crows gathered towards Xia De's head from the direction of the long whip retracting. Xia De first threw out the mute notes spell, and then a rotating fireball appeared in his empty left hand.

But before he threw fireballs into the crows in the air, a voice suddenly said:

"Wait a moment."

Among the dense crowd of undead crows, a small number of crows pulled a carriage made of wriggling black flesh and blood and continued to descend until they landed not far from Xiade.

The flesh and blood on the surface of the carriage seemed to be alive, and even dripping pus or corpse oil into the ground. The smell of rotten smell was getting stronger. As the flesh and blood of the "carriage" opened like a rumbling muscle, a rotten corpse's head protruded out of the car window:

"You have relics on you, right?"

It uses a language that Xia De had never heard before. Although it seemed that the head of a rotten corpse was talking, Xia De clearly felt that this carriage was the thing to talk, and the part that the body could not be seen was probably integrated with the carriage.

"Support the relics and I will let you go."

The strange language said this, so the fireball that had just been extinguished in Xia De's left hand burned again, and the rolling heat waves and light hit the carriage. The rotten corpse immediately changed his words:

"I mean, you, a living person like you, must want to leave when you come here? I can provide you with information to me. I am the 'stinking rotten corpse jazz' of this kingdom, and I will not lie."

Although this name is strange, Xia De also encountered a strange existence in this wasteland who was willing to accept the transaction of relics, and thus learned about the more common monsters such as gargoyles, dead frogs, skeleton nuns, and white candle monks:

"I only have one relic."

"Oh, it turns out to be a poor guy~"

"What did you say?"

"I mean, a relic is OK too. Give it to me and I can tell you anything you want to know."

The bottom of the carriage made of rotten black flesh and blood grew a black arm and stretched it towards Xia De. Xia De smiled and said:

"Okay, then you'll take it!"

The movement of turning around and turning slashing left a brilliant light and shadow in the fog. The great sword with luxurious runes cut off the body of the black and slender ghost that appeared silently behind him, allowing it to completely melt in the light of the silver moon.

The carriage didn't want to trade with him at all. The conversation just now was just to distract Xia De from the spotlight.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the carriage quickly disappeared under the cover of the crows, while thousands of undead crows above Xia De's head moved. The group of crows hovering in the sky carried the resentment and curse from the dead and wanted to rush downwards. Xia De, who had sensed the position of the carriage again, suddenly pointed his left hand into the air:

"Chloe's freezing time and space!"

The crows in a certain area of ​​the sky solidified like oil paintings at this moment. These undead crows have no soul but just puppets, so they can be influenced by this magic trick.

Then the rotating fireball flew towards the solidified "space and time", which detonated the clump of crows at the moment when the effect of freezing time and space ended, and revealed the black flesh-and-blood carriage hidden behind. Even with the effect of "Silent Notes", the sound still spread far away.

"Thunder gun!"

The silver-white thunder penetrated upwards, defeating all the remaining crows that blocked the road, but in the end it was blocked by the shell of the flesh-and-blooded carriage. But it still did not dare to stay and fight Xia De. After controlling the crows to continue to harass Xia De, the carriage drove into the distance of the wasteland covered with tombstones in the dark air.

"Moon Fire!"

The silver light flowed through the dark sky, and the sterling silver light smashed the carriage by a quarter, but the rest still carried a large group of crows and disappeared completely in the depths of the white mist.

Xia De had no intention of chasing the enemy. After simply clearing the remaining undead crows around, he walked to the position where the carriage fragments fell. Most of the enemies in this wasteland were "killed" and would not leave any corpses, but would be directly absorbed by the wasteland itself.

The same is true for the carriage made of black and flesh. When Xia De found the wreckage, only a very small part of the wreckage was still squirming on the ground. Next to the black and flesh that covered a certain unlucky grave, two rough-working golden rings and a one-meter-long golden scepter lay next to the tombstone.

"This is also a funeral object?"

Judging from the rough workmanship of the scepter and the luxurious pure gold materials, this is indeed a funeral object, but such heavy gold and those "light" rings and earrings are "one piece", which seems unreasonable to the poor foreigners in the past.

Above the pure gold scepter is a golden sphere, and the scepter itself is engraved with dense bone-like letters. Xia De took a brief look and found that most of it was a praise of this [King of the Grave], and in addition, it recorded the knowledge of manipulating the undead crow and the ancient version of "corpse explosion technique".

As for the golden sphere at the top of the scepter, there is also a bright holy emblem of [King of the Grave].

"It's a pity that this is just an ordinary item."

There was such a big noise here, and Xia De knew that he could not stay here for a long time. He wanted to find a direction to move for a while, but when he raised his head and looked around, he saw the familiar spirit hound, who was already standing in the tombstone not far away.

It shook its tail and gazes. After Xia De quickly approached, it turned around and led the way between the tombstones. Since it was the [Corpse Tree] who found him first, Xia De also followed the beagle in front of him.

But the chest suddenly started to wriggle. The disobedient cat really exposed the little cat's head and stared at the hunting dog with its tail shaking in front of it. However, Xia De quickly pressed it back into the pocket on his chest. The death energy here is too heavy. Even if the cat doesn't want to be turned into a toy, it's best not to expose it directly to the air.

The black shadow of the "Corpse Tree" is not far ahead. Only when you get close can you see the black root system protruding from the ground, the blue crown and the corpse hanging under the crown without wind but still shaking.
Chapter completed!