Players' NPC boss

From what Blazer knew about the Outlander, if there were only two options, left and right, someone would soon try to dig a way out of the middle. Having to choose only one of two paths is not a kind of compulsion and lack of freedom.

Therefore, if you want strangers to abide by the rules honestly, you can only give them benefits and let them choose which pit to jump into.

Modgud the Bones doesn't consider itself a good person, but it feels that the person in front of it has a deep heart. Fortunately, let alone conscience, it doesn't even have a heart as an organ in its body structure, so it thinks this is a good idea.

Blaze shook hands with Skeleton Modgud, proving that their unfriendly first meeting was forgotten and that from now on, they were friends.

As a symbol of friend, Dry Bones Modgud took out a piece of animal skin and handed it to Blaze.

【Thousands of animal skins/damaged】

[The fragments of thousands of animal skins have lost the ability to change and look like just a piece of dry animal skin. If the princess's hair and other animal skins were used for sewing, it might be possible to repair it. 】

"Is this the reward that can only be obtained by winning the 1HP challenge?" Blaze originally thought that the [Thousand Beast Skin] would be a drop, but he did not expect that the withered bone Modgud directly tore a piece off.

[Fragments of XX] are also the favorite things of people in foreign lands.

Although people in foreign lands often complain that collecting debris is a garbage process, this garbage process makes foreigners both painful and happy. And things that are obtained directly are often not so worth cherishing.

It's like the Ten Commandments of Flying Bricks. After hundreds of Ten Commandments, those perfect ten rings are offered like treasures.

The same goes for [Thousand Animal Skins]. To understand it literally, one would need a thousand animal skin fragments.

"But the princess has long hair...this is an offending prop."

Blaze still knew how much women valued their hair. Even the careless Marika would take good care of her red hair, let alone Audrey.

The only one who didn't care much about his hair was Herbie. This guy would sometimes appear with hair that looked like a chicken coop, and from time to time his hair would be messed up when he was irritable or excited.

A prop made from a thousand pieces of animal skin would require at least a thousand hairs.

It would be fine if I could make one or two [Thousand Animal Skins], but there are a lot of strangers in this world. Even if a person has 100,000 hairs, it is only enough to make a thousand [Thousand Animal Skins].

"If one day strangers attack the princess and pull her hair out, it's not my fault."

"What are you thinking? Ordinary hair is definitely useless." Chicken leaned over and looked at the small cloak on Dry Bones Modgud.

This small cloak is a complete [thousand animal skins], with golden hair hidden in the layers of animal skins. These golden hairs are like the blood vessels of [Thousand Animal Skins], hiding the pulse of life.

"I'm afraid this [Princess] has other intentions."

"As long as it's not a real princess."

Blaze collected the pieces of animal skin, mounted the chicken, and began to cross the crystal bridge.

On the way, Ji asked casually, as if looking for a topic: "Are you planning to repair [Thousand Beast Skins]?"

"Repair it. Why not repair it when you have it?" Blazer emptied the warehouse and answered casually when talking to the chicken, "But I don't plan to use this. It took a lot of time for me to adapt to the werewolf's body. Time, not to mention switching bodies at will."

"And won't this prop that changes the structure of the body have an impact on the soul? Doesn't the soul have to fit the shape of the body?"

"Perhaps using this item to transform will continue to consume MP. Once consumed, you will be forced to cancel the transformation and suffer many negative statuses."

Chicken and Blaze used to discuss [Thousand Beast Skins] as a pastime to pass the time. During this period, Chicken even instigated Blaze to ask the queens, female lords, and goddesses if any of them would be willing to help and pull out some hair.

Blaze would never jump into such an obvious trap. His response was to find a time to pluck all the chicken feathers to make clothes.

"Actually, you humans have a huge misunderstanding about beings with [anthropomorphism]." Chicken said seriously, "Hair and feathers will be regarded as clothing during the [anthropomorphism] process. In other words, plucking hair , equivalent to taking off your clothes.”

"What about the hair?"

"That is life force. The more powerful and mysterious the existence, the more closely related their hair is to the origin of life. It can be said to be a part of life. If the soul becomes noble and great, then the hair is even part of the soul."

"Oh, the princess needed for [Thousand Beast Skins] is very likely to be a being who has reached the level of [Hair is Life], so it will be very difficult to complete [Thousand Beast Skins]." What happened to Blaze? Jiji, he doesn't like to look for trouble, and he won't go out of his way to provoke a noble or great being just because he wants to repair a prop.

"If only Baldur were a goddess."

Blaze suddenly sighed regretfully, and his sigh made the chicken turn his head directly to the back, with little stars in his eyes.

"I mean, if Badr is a goddess, then I can shave his head without any psychological burden."

"It's really boring." Ji turned his head away in boredom.

There was no words for the rest of the journey, and Blaze's expression became solemn.

The land of Helheim showed no signs of recovery, and even changed from dark and damp to dry and hot. Needless to say, the reason for this change was the dead sun Balder.

Blaze and the chicken came to the door of [Palace Eleudnir], and the male servant Gunrat and the maid Gunraot waited for a long time.

"Didn't we agree that Helheim would be revitalized with the dead sun?" Blaze didn't say much nonsense and went straight to the point.

"This is where [fate] tortures people." Hela's voice came from the depths of the palace.

"The more you resist fate, the more fate will come with an unstoppable posture. And once you obey fate, fate will not be hurried or slow."

Blaze looked in the direction of the voice, and Hela's body had swelled to the extent of a meat mountain. Her dining table was full of hunger, heat, thirst, etc.

The dead sun came to Helheim, but made this afterlife even more chaotic and worse.

As Hela said, fate is sometimes very bad. When you struggle, it comes like a chariot, but when you lie down, it comes leisurely and not hurriedly.

But the problem is that the fate of inevitable death can be resisted madly, but how can we resist the fate of inevitable good life so that good days can come faster?