I made the myth template

"Perhaps, there will be an answer in that big tomb." Su Heng thought that this strange premonition might come from the white wolf's undissipated memory.

Just like Carius said before.

The vicissitudes of life, the changes of the world.

Hundreds of years have passed by in a hurry, things have changed, but there are still many things engraved in the bones that have not changed.

"correct."

After some emotion, Su Heng asked the silent little skull, "Your name seems to be Sur, do you still have the soul fruit here? I need it, and in return I will help you deal with the follow-up enemies .”

Just listen to Karius' description.

Su Heng immediately understood that the talent mastered by the straw hat skeleton Sur might be quite extraordinary.

Since it fell into his hands by chance, then, as a template, he would naturally not hand over the little skull easily.

Maintaining a good relationship and carrying out trading cooperation in the future is the measure that Su Heng wants to take at present.

The little skull is also very cooperative.

"Yes, but not many." Sur babbled.

It dug out a small bag from the ground, and there were more than ten soul fruits in it. The different shapes should represent different functions.

"OK, thanks."

Su Heng didn't want too much, and took the soul fruit in his hand.

"If you want to cultivate soul fruit, do you have any other requirements?" Su Heng asked again.

"It takes time, and fertile soil."

Sur held the hoe on his shoulder. It seemed to be a very precious thing, and he carried it with him no matter where he went.

"Okay, I see."

Su Heng nodded thoughtfully, after the exchange was over.

Karius asked proactively, "Your Majesty, do you want to go to the Great Tomb?"

"Ok!"

"Please let me go with you." Karius volunteered. Although he lost his mind after becoming an undead, it is not necessarily a bad thing.At least these skeletons are very reasonable and absolutely loyal.

He is a good soldier who does his duty.

"No." However, Su Heng shook his head and rejected Karius' proposal.

"You don't have to go with me."

Karius's strength is not bad, but it's really cumbersome to follow Su Heng, and he won't be of much help, "Stay here and protect Suer. If you encounter a situation that you can't handle, go to the big tomb. Run in the same direction, and I will meet you."

"As ordered!"

Although a little unwilling, Karius still agreed without any complaints.

"Well, live well and hope to see you next time." Su Heng patted Karius on the shoulder, then turned around and disappeared into the dense fog that was everywhere in the Skeleton Basin.

……

"what?"

In the mass grave plain on the east side of the basin.

In the basement of a gloomy tomb, the corpse lord Bengelot fell into a burning rage.

"You damned fellows, a dozen or so of you can be counter-killed, how are you playing! Are you playing me on purpose?"

call!

Bengelot the devil.

He is over three meters tall, with beating muscles all over his bones, and his eyes are full of sneezes.

There are bony spurs protruding from its broad back, and the strong and slightly deformed skeleton looks oppressive like a biochemical tyrant in a science fiction film.

The little undead who was reporting the information in front of him was slapped and sent flying.

The bones covered in iron armor slammed into the rough wall with obvious tremors, and the fire swayed and dust fell from the air.

There were a hundred or so more bones on the Iron Armored Skeleton in an instant, but these injuries were not fatal to the undead, and could even be described as skin trauma.The weakness of undead creatures is the soul, and the skeleton is only their carrier.

So, want to kill the undead.

Either completely destroy their bodies and turn them into ashes, or crush their souls.

Besides.

Most physical means are of little use to the undead.

The undead warrior inlaid in the wall fell to the ground with a thud, and after a while, he ran out alive again, "Master, do you want 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 again.

On the wall, two huge deep pits are connected together, and the cracks like spider webs are densely covered, and the pale candle is faltering.

The corpse lord said in a low voice with the unique hoarse voice of the undead, "A few slaves in Heaven Mountain ran into the Skeleton Basin. Hell, those damned aliens actually ordered us to arrest our own compatriots! How abominable!"

As the lord of the Undead Basin, Bengelot also has a lot of helplessness.

It doesn't like the aliens in Paradise Mountain, and it doesn't want to be their minion, but if it can't execute their orders.

The entire Bone Basin will be destroyed.

After some consideration.

Bengelot still made up his mind, "Concentrate first, catch those escaped slaves and give them the task, and then find a way to deal with the white wolf that appeared out of nowhere."

"The undead with the second life level in the area, can they still beat me in seconds?"

The resentful voice of the corpse lord echoed in the tomb.

Under the moon at night.

A dozen or so sleeping crows were awakened, flapped their wings, flew into the clouds and disappeared.

……

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

The footsteps were getting closer, Arthur held his breath and hugged his sister tightly, suppressing even the sound of his heartbeat to a minimum.

Under the control of family secrets.

The boy's skin quickly turned pale, his body temperature dropped, and he looked like a corpse that had been dead for a while, without any movement at all.

outside the bushes.

The footsteps stopped, and the tall undead holding a huge sword was patrolling around mechanically.

Just now it did feel the breath of some living creatures nearby, but that breath was too weak, and when he walked in, he found that it had already disappeared.

The brains of the undead are not easy to use, and they rarely go to the edge of a dead end like humans.

It wields a giant sword in its hand.

After randomly hacking twice in a bush that was as tall as a person, I saw a fluffy rabbit jumping out of it, and quickly ran towards the burrow in the distance.

The undead warrior's attention was also attracted by the animals, and he gave up his previous goal.

Turn to another place to continue the search.

"call!"

It's been a long time.

After confirming that the undead had gone far away, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, and then coughed violently.

Although awakened.

But the physical fitness is not much better than that of ordinary people.

Not breathing for a long time, even keeping his heart rate at an extremely low level put a serious burden on his body, and he wondered if he would be suffocated to death if the time was longer.

"Great, that guy is finally gone."

Arthur breathed heavily, although the air in the Skeleton Basin was really bad, it was always mixed with a strong smell of corpses that couldn't be dispelled.

But now, the young man can't care less about it.

"By the way, Merrill, are you okay?" Arthur thought of his sister now.

He let go of his arms, and saw the little girl's body limp like noodles, and she fell headlong towards the ground.

"No way!"

Arthur's freckled face suddenly paled and stiffened.

He stretched out his hand and carefully patted Merrill's expressionless face, "Xiaomei, Xiaomei, are you okay..."

"Quack!"

On the treetops, two crows tilted their heads.

Make a croaking sound.

Merrell still collapsed in her brother's arms softly, without any reaction at all.

"I, what have I done?" The young man completely collapsed. He thought of vowing with his sister and other members of the Redemption Society to liberate all intelligent beings oppressed by alien races and secretly accept the harsh punishment. Training, performing missions and paying a huge price to run away from the hellish Heavenly Mountain arena... Encountered many crises along the way to this land of prophecy.

"We have gone through so many dangers together, why did we fall down here..."

Suffering had hardened his mind.

But now, Arthur still felt that his eyes were red and his nose was sore. He muttered, tears had already filled his eyes and were about to fall uncontrollably.

at this time.

"Stupid Arthur!" A calm voice came from his arms accompanied by a soft cough.

The young man hurriedly lowered his head, and happened to meet a pair of eyes as beautiful as a deep pool in autumn.

===Chapter 291 The King of the Undead (Please subscribe first)===

"However, having said that, were you worried about me just now?"

Merrill gasped, crawled out of Arthur's chest, sat on the ground weakly and looked at him expressionlessly.

Compared with Arthur, who looks mediocre.

Merrill was undoubtedly much prettier, with short blond hair.Although he looked a little thin due to malnutrition, his skin was still fair.

"Of course."

Arthur patted his chest and said without hesitation, "I'm about to be scared to death by you, don't joke like this next time."

Hey, he actually admitted it directly.How do I answer this... Merrill nodded lightly and said, "Understood."

Arthur looked up.

Looking at the hazy moonlight shrouded in dark clouds in the sky, and feeling the faint breathing from the girl beside him, he stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something, "Do you think that day will really come?"

"More than 300 years ago, when the Golden Age was the most glorious time, our ancestors failed to defeat the alien. Do we still have hope now?"

"I do not know."

"But it's more about doing it than waiting," Merrill said.

"Even if you die tragically on the road of resistance, it is better than doing nothing and surviving as a slave. Every inch of land under our feet was bought by our ancestors in exchange for flesh and blood, and we must take it back."

Although it looks like a young girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

But at the moment.

When she said these words, she felt like a warrior with a strong will who had experienced many battles. There was no blood and sadness, only unwavering faith.

"exactly!"

Arthur nodded heavily, and the two had always relied on each other's mutual encouragement.