Otherworldly Skeleton

Chapter 6 Tears of God

At dawn, Lu Yan followed the team back to the camp.

The camp is located in the east of the Varma Grassland. It was established by a skeleton riding a bone, similar to a vanguard in the human army. The camp of the skeleton has no tents, but only endless black rot. This kind of rot Ashes can be continuously bred in it, supplying the exhausted source of soldiers for the skeleton army.

But now the rotten soil in the camp was covered with red gravel, and as far as the eye could see, there was not even a single ashes on the rotten soil connected to the sky.

The red bones, including Lu Yan, were quickly sent out to search the entire camp for skeletons, and the soldiers gathered together to discuss what happened in the camp, whether they were attacked, or the bones were led away ?

It took about two hours for Lu Yan to complete the search. He returned to his captain exhausted: "My lord, there are no remaining skeletons. There are a lot of bone fragments in the north of the camp. fighting."

Karen Val raised his triangular lizard skull and looked towards the north: "It seems that Lord Rider is in danger. This rotten soil is covered with rot-killing sand laid by magicians. The enemy is very powerful."

Lu Yan didn't speak, he knew that he didn't need to make plans by himself, as a new skeleton, all he had to do was obey orders.

Karen Waal discussed with the other bones for a long time, and finally decided to return to the base camp of the skeletons, and go home when there is no clear instruction. This is the common sense that every skeleton is born with, although all the bones here The skeletons are all newly born and grown in the rotten soil. No one knows where the home is, but they can instinctively sense that their home is in the west, and they can go home by walking west.

"Go and collect some strong ashes for yourself." Lu Yan suddenly received an order from Karen Val in his mind.

Lu Yan was at a loss, he didn't know how to collect ashes, and how to restrain these stupid looking skeletons as his subordinates.

But there was no other voice from Karen Val, and the war bones also had their work to do, reminding Lu Yan that collecting ashes was already a very special privilege.

After hesitating for a while, Lu Yan turned around and walked towards the scattered ashes, and soon he found a tall bull-headed skeleton. He leaned forward eagerly and asked tentatively, "Grey bone, do you have a red bone captain?"

The bull-headed skeleton ignored Lu Yan. In fact, most of the gray bones did not have the ability to speak at all.

Some scattered ashes beside him looked at Lu Yan, not understanding what this higher-ranking officer was doing.

"Grey bone, I order you to be my subordinate, follow me!" Lu Yan used a stronger tone this time, and the bull-headed skull gave him a quick look, but still did not move.

Am I going to go up and smash it?Lu Yan was a little depressed. This bull-headed skeleton looked very good, and he didn't want to ruin such a "perfect" subordinate.

When Lu Yan was in trouble, a tiger-shaped red-bone skeleton with four feet on the ground came over, and he roared arrogantly at Lu Yan: "Go away, cowardly thing, I want this ashes!"

Behind the tiger-shaped red bones are more than 20 various gray bones. When the troops are insufficient, the red bones are not so picky about the shape of their subordinates.

To be honest, Lu Yan's first reaction was to run away. This tiger-shaped red bone has sharp fangs, and he obviously has a stronger body than himself, and he also has more than [-] gray bone followers. In terms of speed, he is not his opponent.

But Lu Yan didn't leave, he didn't know where the courage and arrogance came from to support him, he didn't take half a step back, but just looked at the tiger-shaped red bone coldly.

"Hey, do you still want to play with me? You must know that I am the strongest red bone under Lord Uhtred. I participated in the whole battle last night. I am not comparable to you young red bones, you know? ?" The tiger-shaped red bone walked up to Lu Yan, its huge tiger skull glared at Lu Yan from top to bottom, roaring arrogantly.

Lu Yan felt that death was approaching him again, but this time, apart from his fear, he also had a kind of excitement, the excitement before fighting!

"Kill him!" Just when Lu Yan was hesitating whether he really wanted to do it, the order of War Bone Karen Val came from his mind. Lu Yan did it almost as soon as the order sounded, his legs twitched , rushed forward and hugged the tiger-shaped red bone neck, and the bone needle in his right hand ruthlessly inserted into the neck bone behind the opponent's head.

One, two, three...

Lu Yan felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a rib had been bitten off, and a group of gray bones behind him were pulling his leg bones, but he didn't care, the words of the black-robed magician in the magic circle of Hegu Village were still in his mind Echo: "The neck of a skeleton is always their life!"

After more than a dozen stabs, Lu Yan finally broke the neck bone of the tiger-shaped red bone. He felt that the tiger-shaped red bone he was holding suddenly lost strength, and the huge skeleton fell to the ground.

When Lu Yan stood up again, dozens of idle ashes around him, including the ashes that belonged to the tiger-shaped red bones, all automatically stood behind him.

It turned out to be power!

Lu Yan understood that among the skeletons, power is the best persuasion tool, and the gray bones will automatically attach to the powerful red bones!

No battle bone noticed this farce-like fight. Although the number of red bones was seriously insufficient, war bones still didn't seem to care very much. Obviously, red bones were just optional things to them.

So Lu Yan began to wave bone needles and fists, collecting every ashes he saw.

Karen Val in the distance smiled slightly. This red bone learns quickly and will be a very good subordinate.

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"Kacha" the hard golden nanmu handrail was crushed, and the bearded Anthony stood up. The ruler of the Lan Empire was only in his early forties, and he was as strong as a steel lion king. He was full of scars. There were two clear tear stains on his face, and his wide lips trembled slightly: "The corpse...is the corpse identified?"

A soldier covered in sweat and dust knelt in front of him, with his head lowered and almost buried between his knees: "Report to the king, it is confirmed that the sixth prince is suspected."

Anthony's eyes froze, as if he had lost all his strength, and he sat back heavily on the golden nanmu chair again, speechless for a while.

In the resplendent and resplendent room, there were more than a dozen maids kneeling, and no one dared to speak loudly unless they were trembling.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a cloud-patterned official uniform entered the room. He sighed when he saw King Anthony, and then waved his hand to signal for everyone to go out. The maids and soldiers all heaved a sigh of relief and quickly left the room.

The middle-aged man in cloud pattern official uniform came to Anthony and asked softly, "King, I have something important to report."

"Naylin, do you also know about Alec? He was killed by those damned skeletons, those stupid associations of magicians, they actually brought my Alec to the battlefield of skeletons." Anthony's voice grew louder. It got bigger and bigger, and gradually approached a hysterical roar: "And only apprentice magicians were sent to protect them. I will punish them. I will burn those stupid magicians to death!"

Nairin sighed, and waited until the king had finished venting before saying, "My king, what I want to report is another matter."

"Is there anything more important than the death of my son, Nairin, are you trying to challenge my anger?"

"King, I just confirmed that the thirteen magisters of the empire have all fallen." After finishing speaking, Nairin looked at the king quietly, waiting for him to slowly accept the news.

The anger and sadness on King Anthony's face froze, and there was a flash of astonishment in his eyes, and then he quickly regained his calm and composure, as if he had changed completely: "Block the news, send someone to investigate the matter, and stop Northern Expedition, call five younger brothers to come to Renter to meet me, and if anyone does not come, send Onimusha to kill them!"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Nailin's mouth, and the decisive king he was familiar with came back again: "The death of the sixth prince?"

There was a trace of heartache on Anthony's face: "Let York White go and bring back the head of the skeleton skeleton."

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On the top of a black spire in the city of Renter, which is second only to the royal palace, six old men in gorgeous robes sit around an empty huge water spring wood round table. There are several bright crystal balls floating in the room, wandering around lively Elements.

"All the thirteen magisters of the Lan Empire were killed. It seems to be the hands of shadow assassins. Do you know what happened?"

"Why are we all right? Why are the assassins only targeting the magisters of the Lan Empire? Could it be the hands of the small countries behind us?"

"The Shadow Assassin seems to know the movements of every magister accurately. Only we know about this escort operation. Could it be that the spies are among the six of us?"

"Xueyan, don't talk nonsense, those 'dead' guys, there may not necessarily be no problem."

"Yeah, they may not all be dead, or it may be a false appearance. This may be a trick of the Lan Empire. Does Anthony want to pacify the Rudinlun continent in one fell swoop?"

Among the many voices, only the oldest old man in the middle remained silent. He closed his eyes and sat quietly until the other five people noticed his strange appearance and closed their mouths quietly. Then he slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes full of wisdom: "Do you know what is escorting this time?"

Everyone shook their heads. This time, the Association of Magicians sent hundreds of teams to the west under different names. It is said that only one of them brought the real quest item, but no one knew what the quest item was.

The old man sighed: "Those are the tears of God, they were sent to the west to suppress the Skeleton Emperor."

All five of them were shocked. It turned out to be the tears of God. This is a sacred object that is related to the rise and fall of the entire Rudinlun Continent. Every magician has heard such a prophecy. The tears of God can bless the Rudinlun Continent for ten thousand years. Unfailing, but if it no longer belongs to the magician, then all of Nordinlon will fall into the darkness that destroys all things.

"Do you know which team this thing is on?" the old man asked again, with an unusual trill in his aged voice.

The five people no longer had the restraint of a magister. They shook their heads in panic. The real tasker was chosen by the gods, and the magister who acted as a servant of the god also died in an unknown valley to the west.

"Hey." The old man sighed and stopped talking.

"There is still room for redemption. We immediately send people to search for the team secretly escorted by the servants of the gods. Not only the servants of the gods, but every team secretly protected by the magisters of the Lan Empire must search..." A younger man The magister offers his own advice.

Although everyone nodded slightly, their faces were full of sadness. The Lan Empire is gathering heavy troops, and they don't know which small country they will attack first. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it again.

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On the Varma Plain, Lu Yan took his 73 ashes and lined up behind Keren Val. The soldiers had already determined their way home and were about to set off.

He twisted his neck bone a little uneasily. He didn't know when he felt something moving inside the bone. It was a bit like a small stone, but it was not as hard as a stone. Maybe it was a drop of water. , Lu Yan secretly speculated.

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