Chapter 290 "Don't call me Her Majesty the Queen", "Okay, Your Majesty the Queen"(2/2)
Although he was a little unwilling to give up, Kalus still agreed without complaint.
"Well, live well and hope to see you again next time." Su Heng patted Kalus' shoulder, then turned around and disappeared into the thick fog everywhere in the skeleton basin.
...
"What?"
In the grave plain on the east side of the basin.
In a gloomy grave basement, the corpse lord Ben Geralt was in a burning rage.
"You damn guys, more than a dozen people can actually be killed by fighting one. How are you playing? Are you deliberately playing me?"
call!
Bangelot is this ghost.
He was over three meters tall, with beating muscles all over his bones, and his eyes were filled with black smoke.
There are also bony bone spurs on its wide back, and the strong and deformed skeleton looks like a biochemical tyrant in a science fiction movie that gives people a sense of oppression.
The little undead who reported the information in front of him was slapped and flew away with a slap.
The bones wearing iron armor hit the rough wall with obvious tremors, and the fire swayed and dust fell from the air.
There were more than a hundred bones on the iron armored skeleton instantly, but for the undead, these injuries were not fatal, and they could even be described as skin trauma. The weakness of the undead creatures is the soul, and bones are just their carriers.
So, I want to kill the dead spirit.
Either they completely destroy their bodies into powder or destroy their souls.
besides.
Most physical means are of little use to the undead.
The undead warrior embedded in the wall fell to the ground with a squeak. After a while, he ran out again, "Sir, will you continue to send someone to catch that guy this time?"
"Fuck, are you here to teach me how to do things?"
Bang!
Bangelot slapped the undead warrior back with a slap.
On the wall, two huge deep pits were connected together, with spider-web-like cracks, and the pale candlelight was shaking.
The corpse lord said in a low voice unique to the undead, "A few slaves in Paradise Mountain ran to the skeleton basin. Hell, those damn aliens actually ordered us to capture our own compatriots! It's really hateful!"
As the lord of the Undead Basin, Bangelot also has many helplessness.
It does not like the aliens on Paradise Mountain, nor does it want to be their minions, but if it cannot execute their commands.
The entire skeleton basin will suffer a catastrophe.
After some consideration.
Bangelot still made up his mind, "First concentrate his strength and seize the escaped slaves and assign tasks, and then find a way to solve the sudden white wolf."
"Can the undead of a mere second life level still succeed me in the second instant?"
The angry voice of the Great Lord of the Corpse echoed in the grave.
Under the night moon.
More than a dozen sleeping crows were awakened, flapping their wings and flew into the clouds and disappeared.
...
"tread!"
"tread!"
"tread!"
As the footsteps got closer and closer, Arthur held his breath and hugged his sister tightly, even the sound of his heartbeat was suppressed to the lowest point.
Under the control of the secret method of passing on home.
The boy's skin quickly became pale, his body temperature dropped, and he looked like a dead body for a while without any movement.
Outside the bushes.
The footsteps stopped, and the tall undead holding a giant sword was patrolling around with some mechanical means.
Just now, it did feel the breath of a living creature nearby, but the breath was too weak, but when he walked in, he found that it had disappeared.
The brains of the undead are not good, and they rarely get into stubbornness like humans.
It waved the giant sword in its hand.
After slashing the bushes that were high in one person, he saw a furry rabbit running out of it and running towards the hole in the distance at a rapid speed.
The undead warrior's attention was also attracted by the animals and gave up his previous goal.
Instead, continue searching to another place.
"call!"
It took a long time.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After confirming that the undead had gone away, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief and then coughed violently.
Although he is an awakened person.
But the physical fitness is not better than that of ordinary people.
The water that did not breathe for a long time, and even maintained a very low heartbeat, put a serious burden on his body. He doubted whether he would be suffocated to death if he had been a little longer.
"That guy finally walked away."
Arthur breathed in big mouthfuls. Although the air in the skeleton basin was really bad, it was always mixed with a strong smell of corpse that could not be dispersed.
But now, the boy doesn't care about so much.
"By the way, Merriel, are you okay?" Arthur then remembered his sister.
He let go of his arm and saw the little girl's body collapse weakly like noodles, falling to the ground.
"No way!"
Arthur's freckled face suddenly turned pale and stiff.
He reached out and carefully patted Merell's unsightly face, "Xiaomei, Xiaomei, are you okay..."
"Quake!"
On the treetops, two crows tilted their heads.
Make a quarrel sound.
Merriel still collapsed softly in his brother's arms, without any reaction.
"I, what did I do?" The boy completely collapsed. He thought of his sister and other companions who had shared the rescue association vowed to liberate all the intelligent lives oppressed by alien races, secretly received rigorous training together, and ran out of the hellish paradise on the hellish paradise... along the way, encountering many crises to this prophetic land.
"We have walked over so many dangers together, why did we fall down here..."
After hardships, his mind became hard.
But now, Arthur still felt his eyes turn red and his nose feel a sour. He murmured, tears already filled his eyes and couldn't help falling.
Just then.
"Silly Arthur!" A calm voice sounded from his arms with a soft cough.
The boy quickly lowered his head and happened to meet a pair of eyes as beautiful as the deep pool of autumn.
Chapter completed!