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Chapter 242 A fifth-level undead knight?
"No, no! No! There's a problem!!"

Tang Haoyuan held the magic book in his left hand and the staff in his right hand, protecting them in front of everyone, staring at the depths of the black mist, "Although I didn't feel the breath of the hell demons, I didn't feel any life at the same time. Aura, what’s coming is definitely not a living thing! It’s probably not a rescue force! Everyone, be careful! Get ready to fight!”

Everyone quickly became vigilant.

"..."

A depressing and tense atmosphere spread around.

Time passed little by little.

"Um?!"

A few seconds later, Qi Lin's golden pupils suddenly shrank.

From the depths of the thick black mist, they saw the outline of a human figure slowly emerging. He was more than two meters tall and had a very thin and thin body. He was walking toward them!

The black fog on Death Kiri Island is extremely special, even spiritual power cannot penetrate it, and the visibility is only about ten meters.

But now, this humanoid silhouette gradually stepped within ten meters of Qi Lin and others.

Everyone was finally able to see its true face.

Skeleton.

It was a pure black skeleton with mottled scratches all over its body, and even half of its ribs were missing, as if it had experienced countless battles in this skeleton body.

"Teng!"

Suddenly, the skeleton stopped and raised its head. Two dark blue flames suddenly ignited in its empty eye sockets!

At the same time, a surging coercion filled with the aura of death burst out from its body instantly, causing the expressions of the two hell demons, Irena and Catherine, to change dramatically.

"Undead Knight?!"

Irena casually protected Qi Lin behind her, then looked at Catherine beside her, "Am I right? This seems to be a fifth-level undead knight?!"

"Yes, but not all."

Catherine looked at the approaching black skeleton and said in a deep voice: "There is no armor, no weapons, no horses, just a simple skeleton. And judging from the mottled marks on the skeleton, this skeleton has not been repaired for some years. .

It is impossible for the undead knight to care so little about his own bones.

The most important thing is that something is wrong with its soul fire. Look, the two balls of soul fire in its eye sockets are dangling.

The soul fire of the fifth-level undead knight should be more stable.

This undead knight's true form should have died. Now the person occupying the magpie's nest and controlling this fifth-level skeleton should be a certain fourth-level hell demon spirit. It has taken over the body of this undead knight's skeleton, which is equivalent to possessing it. body! "

"Tier five?!"

Tang Haoyuan on the other side suddenly showed surprise when he heard these words, "But based on the space barrier situation in the vast sea world, as soon as a fifth-level creature appears, it should immediately cause space turbulence! Why does it do nothing? No?!"

"Because it is not a fifth-level creature."

Faced with Tang Haoyuan's doubts, Catherine shook her head and explained: "It is still a fourth-level hell demon, but it is possessed by a fifth-level skeleton. This situation is similar to what your instructors were wearing before. A level 7 mecha, this level 5 skeleton is the demon spirit’s level [-] armor!

The powerful power of the undead knights all comes from their own soul fire.

As for their skeletal bodies, they are simply a particularly hard skeleton that cannot store any energy.

Therefore, this fifth-level skeletal body will naturally not release any fifth-level energy fluctuations to cause spatial turbulence... In other words, what we have to deal with now is a hell demon spirit with fifth-level defense. ! "

"Um, deal with it?"

When Qi Lin heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate, "But, I think the skeleton guy opposite doesn't seem to want to do anything to us?"

"really."

Tang Haoyuan looked forward, looking at the black skeleton a few meters away, and frowned: "Since the fire started coming from its eyes, it stopped and stood there, looking at us motionless... Well, to be precise, You seem to be looking at Qi Lin?”

"you sure?"

Daisy looked at the black skeleton, then at Qi Lin, and then said in surprise: "There are only two balls of fire in the eye sockets of this skeleton. Instructor Tangyuan, how can you tell who it is looking at?"

"Qi Lin, take two steps to the left." Tang Haoyuan said.

"Oh……"

Qi Lin immediately followed the instructions and moved his steps.

At the same time, the skull of the black skeleton on the opposite side also turned slightly, facing the current position.

"Well." Tang Haoyuan shrugged, "I'll just say it's looking at Qi Lin."

"But why?"

Daisy looked puzzled.

Qi Lin and others were also puzzled.

"Uh……"

Suddenly, the black skeleton took another step and walked towards Qi Lin, and from the two blue fires in its eyes, a hoarse, incomprehensible voice came out.

Its sudden approach immediately startled Qi Lin and others.

But before Qi Lin and others could do anything, the black skeleton bent his kneecaps and knelt down directly towards Qi Lin. Then he raised his right hand above his head, with his palm facing the sky, and made a hoarse voice: "Di, Diux Wa, Diuxwa..."

"What is it saying?" Daisy asked in surprise.

"Demonic language?"

Qi Lin glanced at Irena and Catherine hesitantly, "Is this guy speaking devil's language? I seem to understand."

"Probably." Catherine nodded, "But the accent is very strong, and as far as I know, the word 'Diuxwa' is basically only used by the Blood Demon Clan."

"Blood Demon?"

Tang Haoyuan raised his eyebrows and said: "According to the intelligence, the Vast Sea Realm was invaded by a blood demon army from hell a long time ago. This historical origin is worth mentioning."

"Demonic language?"

Daisy was interested in another point. She looked at Catherine curiously, "So, what this skeleton just said was devil's language? What do you mean, translate?"

"Um……"

Catherine thought for a while and said: "This means my lord, master, lord, etc. The meaning of this word is not very precise and clear. Depending on the context, it can be translated as 'my master' or as 'my master'" 'My lord' etc.

But in hell, a demon's 'lord' and 'master' are not necessarily the same person, so we rarely use such ambiguous words.

Basically only the Blood Demons would use the word 'Diuxwa'.

Because in the city-states and tribes of the Blood Demon clan, every Blood Demon subject is nominally a blood servant and a servant of the local lord, so their lord is also nominally their master. Because of this, There is no ambiguity in the word Diuxwa' among the Blood Demons, so they often use it. "

"what?!"

After hearing this, Daisy looked at Qi Lin in shock, "In other words, is this skeleton calling you master? Or is it calling you lord?! Why?!"

"I also want to know."

Qi Lin looked at the black skeleton kneeling in front of him and frowned slightly.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Owner……"

At this time, the blue fire in the eyes of the black skull flickered, and he continued to make a hoarse voice, speaking some devilish language with a heavy accent: "I have completed your order, please, lift my curse. , please, please lift the curse, please, please..."

"???"

Qi Lin's level of devil language was barely able to understand what this sentence meant.

But precisely because he understood, he was at a loss.

curse?

What curse?
As for Daisy, Tang Haoyuan and others, under Catherine's translation, they also understood the meaning of this sentence, and then fell into the same confused state as Qi Lin.

Everyone present was confused at this time.

"Please, lift the curse..."

The body of the black skeleton trembled slightly, and the right hand raised above his head shook even more violently. The volume of the devilish words he uttered became increasingly louder and louder, gradually changing from a low moan at the beginning to an increasingly high-pitched roar: "Please, Lift my curse!!"

"Qilin?!"

Tang Haoyuan looked at him in surprise.

"I don't know." Qi Lin looked puzzled, "How do I know what the curse is? I... hmm?"

As he said that, Qi Lin suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Haoyuan asked.

"Wait a minute..."

Qi Lin looked at the black skeleton kneeling in front of him, closed his eyes, mobilized the power of inner demons in his body, and sensed it carefully.

After a few seconds, Qi Lin opened his golden eyes again and said: "I sensed the fluctuation of thoughts emanating from this skeleton monster. I should be able to use this fluctuation of thoughts to use the power of the inner demon to follow him. It builds a spiritual bridge to engage in spiritual dialogue, and perhaps in this way, I can get more information and clues about that 'curse'."

"is it safe?"

Tang Haoyuan asked again. "It's hard to say." Qi Lin frowned, "There are some hidden risks in spiritual dialogue. If its thoughts are too chaotic, then once the spiritual bridge is successfully built, I will be shocked by its chaotic thoughts. , as for how serious it will be, it depends on the situation, it may just be a slight dizziness for more than ten seconds, or it may be unconscious on the spot or something."

"Alas..." Tang Haoyuan's eyes darkened, "It would be great if Aye was still alive..."

Qi Lin was silent.

Chen Ye, his inner demon mentor.

The fourth-level peak demon user is very proficient in the use of the power of inner demons. As Tang Haoyuan said, if Shen Ye is still alive, then there is basically no risk in communicating with the black skeleton. After all, Shen Ye is not familiar with this kind of evil. The operation is quite skillful.

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world.

Shen Ye is dead, cut into countless pieces by the turbulent flow of space...

"So, what on earth do we do now?"

Daisy glanced at the black skeleton kneeling in front of Qi Lin, and then said hesitantly: "The skeleton of this skeleton monster is at the fifth level, stronger than us! What do we think of such a dangerous thing staying beside us? It’s not very safe, is it?”

"Indeed, either it leaves or we leave, and we must not stay near it." Tang Haoyuan said solemnly.

"Shall we go?" Daisy looked hesitant, "But, instructor Tangyuan, your divination result is to stay where you are and wait for rescue. If you move rashly, will there be any problems?"

"Then let it go?"

Qi Lin looked at the black skeleton kneeling in front of him and thought for a while, "Do you think it will listen to me? After all, it just called me master."

"You try?" Irena blinked her big pink eyes, "It's just a word, there won't be any problems, right? Just tell it to leave now and come back later to help it solve it. Curse or something, say it in Devil's language, if you don't know how, I'll teach you."

"Then let me try, cough."

Qi Lin cleared his throat, and then spoke a demonic language with obscure syllables to the black skull: "Danikel Morus, Owumsir, Lila!"

"Ugh, such lame devilish language."

Irena blocked her ears with a look of discomfort.

"It's already very good." Catherine laughed dumbly, "The master is a human being after all, and his vocal organs are destined to be unable to produce standard demonic syllables. Being able to speak like this is already considered very..."

"Um?!"

Suddenly, the black skeleton raised its head and faced Qilin. The two blue fires in its eyes flickered slightly, and it uttered a hoarse devilish language: "U, Ma, Lyles!"

"What does it say?"

Daisy looked at Irena and Catherine curiously.

"Well, it said to its owner, 'That's not what you said at first.'" Catherine translated.

"Teng!"

At this time, in the eyes of the black skeleton, the two blue flames began to shake wildly, releasing a turbulent and powerful wave of thoughts.

"Huh?!"

Immediately afterwards, Qi Lin covered his head with a look of pain on his face. His whole body was swaying, his left foot was shaking with his right foot, and he was about to fall to the ground.

"Qi Lin!"

"Owner?!"

Irena and Catherine, one on the left and one on the right, quickly stepped forward to support Qi Lin.

"Head hurts!"

At this time, Qi Lin felt as if his brain was going to explode. There was a huge amount of information and thoughts emerging, but it was all confusing and useless information that could not be understood at all.

Fortunately, these confusing thoughts soon receded like a tide.

In the end, what completely emerged in Qi Lin's mind was a piece of memory information with a clear picture.

The memory picture shows a dark red sky.

The clouds are thin and the blood moon is like a hook.

Under this strange dark red sky, "I" in the memory picture was kneeling on the ground. I turned my head slightly and saw many figures kneeling on one knee like myself.

A rough count, at least tens of thousands.

These figures are all black skeletons with golden flames burning in their eye sockets. They are all wearing fine armor, carrying crossbows on their backs, or swords hanging on their waists. What's more, they are kneeling next to skeleton horses, and the horses are There are also shields, spears and halberds hanging on them.

——The Knights of the Undead, assembled.

Suddenly, this sentence came to Qi Lin's mind.

"Submit to me and fight for me."

Suddenly, an indifferent male voice came from the sky, speaking devilish language.

The "I" in the memory screen slightly raised his eyes and looked straight ahead.

I saw a blood-robed figure descending from the sky, standing directly in front of all the undead knights, and calmly accepted the kneeling worship of these tens of thousands of undead knights.

people?
Is it human?

I don’t know, but at least this being in a blood-colored robe looks very much like a young male human. He has snow-white waist-length hair and a pair of blood-colored eyes that are calm and self-defeating. He has a handsome appearance and very soft skin. White, pale white.

"Owner!"

Suddenly, in front of the Undead Knights, a skeleton knight wearing heavy armor slowly stood up, faced the white-haired young man, and said in a deep voice: "We need a promise from you, we need freedom, not eternal shackles! "

"You are bold."

The corners of the white-haired young man's mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

However, the Skeleton Knight trembled, as if in fear.

But after a while, the skeleton knight still clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Master, master... we need a commitment! We need freedom!"

"Okay, okay, okay."

The white-haired young man smiled, then looked at all the undead knights and said loudly: "Follow me on three expeditions! After three times, I will help you lift the curse on your body and give you your freedom!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

The skeleton knight quickly knelt down and shouted loudly.

"Thank you, my lord!!!"

"Thank you, my lord!!!"

"Thank you, my lord!!!"

Tens of thousands of undead knights raised their right hands, beat their breastplates heavily, and let out shouts that resounded through the sky!

……

……

"Thank you, my lord..."

"Thank you, my lord...

Qi Lin murmured softly and slowly opened his confused golden eyes.

"what?"

Irena and Catherine, who were supporting him on the left and right, were both stunned.

"Hey! White-haired scumbag!"

Daisy's face was full of anxiety, and she reached out and patted Qi Lin's face, "What are you mumbling about? Wake up! Wake up!"

"Um?!"

After Qi Lin was slapped several times by Daisy, his eyes gradually returned to clarity, then he stood firm and looked at the people around him, "How long have I been unconscious?!"

"It's less than ten seconds." Tang Haoyuan said solemnly, "Qilin, what happened to you just now?!"

"I just saw a memory picture..."

Qi Lin frowned, turned to look at the black skeleton kneeling on the ground, and said hesitantly: "I, I saw tens of thousands of undead knights kneeling on the ground, expressing their surrender to a white-haired young man wearing a blood robe, and then white-haired The young man told the undead knights that as long as he went on three expeditions with him, after three times, he would help the undead knights remove the curse from their bodies and return them to freedom..."

"Oh?"

Tang Haoyuan and others looked at each other.

"Owner!"

At this time, the black skeleton's body trembled again, raising his right hand high above his head, the two blue ghost fires in his eyes shook violently, and uttered a hoarse devil's language: "Please, fulfill, promise, lift, my, curse, curse !!!"

"..."

Qi Lin scratched his white hair and fell into deep thought.

He estimated that these undead knights were deceived by the white-haired young man in the blood robe?After following three expeditions, the curse was not lifted?
Well, it doesn't really matter.

The important thing is that the black skeleton seems to have mistaken him for the white-haired young man?And he was asked to help lift the curse?
But how?
He doesn't at all!

(End of this chapter)