Mystery: The whole good living master

Mu Fange saw Time Worm No. 8 again in the bird-beaked monster’s skeleton surveillance.

At that time, Mu Fange was begging the bird-beaked monster to materialize the runes on his body for him to see, but the bird-beaked monster was busy using secret operations to harm the adventurers who broke into the Skeleton City and had no time to pay attention to Mu Fange.

The bird-beaked monster said don’t even think about it: “I don’t recognize those runes. They are complicated and strange. It’s very tiring to outline them with soul fire! Besides, you don’t have the basics of alchemy. Even if I show you, you won’t be able to figure out anything.”

"Then you can just write it down with a pen!"

"Haha, I don't want to!"

Mu Fangge kept acting coquettishly and was almost rolling on the ground, but she was no match for the bird-beaked monster who refused to listen and refused to listen.

Then Mu Fangge saw a long and mighty team appear in the surveillance video, and the one at the head was wearing his iconic monocle.

Oh no! There's Amon!

Mu Fangge no longer cared about any shady dealings or public order and morality at this point. He snatched the dice and slammed them on the table - three sixes!

A large number of flame machines were immediately activated. Green flames flowed on the ground, blue flames spewed from the muzzles on the wall, and billowing smoke obscured the skull on the monitoring screen on the wall tiles.

"If it weren't for you...how can you use it this way..." The bird-beaked monster was stunned, as if he had discovered a new world.

Mu Fange commanded the bird-beaked monsters: "Quick! Hand over everything to them! We must not let them get out alive!"

"Why? Do you have a grudge against each other? Do you owe them money?" The bird-beaked monster took out the paparazzi equipment from somewhere.

Mu Fan Ge, who had no love from his colleagues, added fuel to the fire: "They have been brainwashed by an evil villain. These pests must be eradicated!"

"Then I'll send out the skeleton soldiers and undead armor?" The bird-beaked monster took the crystal ball.

“No! Skeleton soldiers and undead armor will be contaminated! If you touch them, your skeleton soldiers will become one of them!” Mu Fangge emphasized the horror of Amon.

The bird-beaked monster remained unmoved: "Is it that scary? Don't worry, I'm very powerful!"

Mu Fange sighed and began to wonder whether he should run away quickly.

.........

The long dragon-like team was broken up into several sections by the skeleton army, and the Amons filled the entire Skeleton City like viruses in the air.

The Amon content was too high, and Mu Fange paced around the room anxiously.

Suddenly, the bird-beaked monster, stimulated by something, stood up abruptly, and its self-destructive temperament became cold and cruel, as if it had become a different person.

"What's wrong?" Mu Fan Ge asked.

The screen projecting the surveillance video was in a mess and nothing could be seen.

The bird-beaked monster walked out very calmly: "To face my fate."

Mu Fan Ge trotted after him and said, "Wait a moment!"

The bird-beaked monster shook off Mu Fange's hand and said, "Don't stop me. I already knew... this is my destiny!"

Mu Fange ran backwards, looking at the bird-beaked monster with his original intention in mind: "I won't stop you, but before you meet your fate, can you show me the rune on my body?"

"I've told you that fate cannot be changed. It's useless even if I show it to you. Knowing more will only add to your troubles." The bird-beaked monster did not stop. It walked forward headfirst, passing through pipes of all sizes, and stopped in front of the wide black pool.

The bird-headed monster waved its staff, and an equally huge crystal skull slowly rose from the black water, with the sticky liquid flowing out to extend into countless thin black lines.

A faint green soul fire was burning in the eye sockets of the crystal skull, and the refracted light made the skull appear to be sparkling. The black water did not extinguish the soul fire, but instead added fuel to the fire, making it even more vigorous.

The skull opened its mouth and the bird-beaked monster stepped inside.

Mu Fangge hurried to catch up - before the skull flew into the pipe in the air.

"Skull Elevator!" Mu Fangge stood on tiptoe excitedly and curiously and touched the cheekbone of the skull.

The skull vibrated slightly and let out a rumbling laugh: "It's itchy! Hahaha!"

Mu Fan Ge showed his supporting role spirit: "He can actually talk!"

Mu Fangge's antics did not ease the solemn atmosphere. The bird-beaked monster remained silent, with a heart full of resentment and sadness as if it had resigned itself to its fate. The pointed bird-beak mask flashed an eerie light, and it looked as cold and cruel as a machine.

The crystal skull seemed to be infected by its owner's mood and no longer made any sound, rising slowly and steadily.

The Skeleton Elevator returned along the same route that Mu Fange had taken when he came, all the way to the tallest vaulted hall in the entire Skeleton City. The mechanism door hidden behind the huge oil painting opened automatically, and the crystal skull carrying the two people stopped behind the throne as if in demonstration, like a background wall.

Because many adventurers came to Skeleton City, most of the Undead Armor were sent out according to the automatic matching mechanism, and the already empty throne hall became even more deserted.

There was only one person at the bottom of the stairs, his muscles clearly visible but barely visible through the thin fabric of his robe. His huge sword was stuck in the ground, breaking several tiles accordingly.

Even from a high vantage point, one could tell that the warriors were above average in size and height.

Mu Fange recognized him. He was the unnamed warrior who was captured by Time Worm No. 8 and suddenly attacked and killed his own clone.

He came in with Amon's team, but he was the only one here. He left everyone behind and appeared here as if he was returning home. The other teammates must have been stopped by skeletons, undead armor and mechanisms, or they might have lost their way in the complex skeleton city that was like a maze.

"What? Still wearing the mask? Are you afraid to face me?" The warrior looked up at the bird-beaked monster standing on the platform.

Mu Fangge saw the bird-beaked monster let out a long sigh, raised his hand and put it on his face, and the mask with a pointed bird beak was taken off with a click, revealing an incongruous face.

It was a face with obvious features of a mature woman, about thirty years old, which did not match her golden doll curls, which were as light as foam and as heavy as a blanket on her head and decorated with countless colorful hair accessories. It also did not match her thin, skinny body, which looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Mu Fange stared: "I thought this mask was growing on your face... No, you are actually a human... That's not right..."

The bird-beaked lady, who had taken off her mask, ignored him.

The soldier nodded and moved his gaze to Mu Fange: "Did you send him out? That's not surprising."

Miss Bird-beak narrowed her eyes: "I thought he was the first to attack you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them exchanged glances tacitly. The bird-beaked monster stepped back half a step and protected Mu Fange in front of it, while the warrior started his battle steps, raised his giant sword and prepared to fight, as if they had practiced this coordination countless times.

The warrior pushed the ground with his hind legs, and the whole person was launched out like a cannonball. The giant sword drew a silver light and appeared beside Mu Fangge's ear the next second.

Mu Fange hadn't yet realized that the two had reached a consensus through their eye contact. His subconscious mind automatically controlled his body to respond. He directly used his stealing ability to draw away the center of gravity of Korixi's body. He fell backwards to avoid the attack, then slid to the bottom of the stairs and created some distance.

The warrior who jumped high from the sky landed in front of Mu Fange, looked up at the sky and talked to himself: "You know what? I have been preparing for a long time. In fact, I have been guarding against this moment for a long time, since I discovered you."

"If I could kill you the first time, I can certainly kill you the second time! I will protect my home..." The eyes of this unmatchedly strong man contained selfless dedication and boundless love that were unmatched by ordinary people.

Mu Fange quickly passed the buck: "No, no! You must have made a mistake!"

Just kidding, although Mu Fange was indeed sent by the Fallen Mother Goddess and did bring the Amon Virus to this world...but Mu Fange was very sure that what the warrior encountered last time was completely different from what he encountered.

The nearly three-meter-tall warrior narrowed his eyes and pointed his giant sword at Mu Fange: "You, I'm not mistaken, you are the destined outsider!"

His muscles bulged, a sharp and sacred aura emanated from him, and he declared, "I must stop you. I will definitely stop you. I will definitely stop you! No matter what you want to do to this world!"

The soldier pushed the ground hard again, and took off, turning into a silver cannonball and smashing towards Mu Fange.

The throne room had a lot of room for movement, so Mu Fan Ge used the force to quickly dodge. “Wait a minute, can’t we just sit down and talk calmly?”

The warrior was obviously not prepared to communicate, or he would rather communicate with a corpse.

Mu Fangge turned sharply and barely avoided the "silver cannonball".

The warrior was extremely agile, and the broad and heavy sword in his hand was as light as a paper prop. The blade was surrounded by a holy aura, and the Boy Scout pattern on it emitted a sacred golden light. He turned the sword flower into a backhand grip, took a step forward, and smashed the sharp and heavy sword down from a tricky angle.

It was obviously a well-planned combo, polished to perfection. No matter which direction you tried to dodge the sword, you would be blocked by the subsequent series of attacks.

Mu Fan Ge stopped moving and dodging, he pulled out his Bluetooth dagger and tried to block the giant sword. The horrible inertia made Mu Fan Ge's wrist numb.

Since I can't retreat, I'll just go straight at it. Mu Fan Ge used his sword to deflect the warrior's giant sword and thought to himself: He can switch between forehand and backhand freely. Although his horizontal and vertical slashing moves are simple, his advantage is that the combinations are varied and the movements are smooth. He changed his strategy as soon as he found that I could dodge. With such refined and mature skills like a master, this warrior must not be as young as he appears.

Mr. Warrior and Miss Bird-Billed Monster seem to know each other. They should be old men from the same era. Miss Bird-Billed Monster is a necromancer, so what kind of abilities does this warrior have?

He has a long lifespan and the strength to wield a giant sword like a toy, plus he has the speed and explosive power of a cannonball. He is almost the ultimate warrior in every aspect and is very difficult to deal with.

Where do these abilities come from, and based on these abilities, what will he do next? Where are his weaknesses hidden?

Mu Fangge no longer dodged the attacks, but instead engaged in close combat in order to carefully observe the fighter's movements: when the distance was shortened, the fighter could not utilize the speed and inertia of the shells, and this extraordinary strength would instead become a weakness. If it was assumed that the fighter's ability to throw bricks with great force and pull up onions on dry land were not his specialties, then each of his movements would be too fast and too exaggerated, like an ordinary person who had not adapted to superhuman strength, or like a warrior who had undergone long-term weight-bearing training and now was as light as a swallow after the weight was removed.

Moreover, unlike the warriors Mu Fan Ge had met before, he was only wearing a robe similar to that of a bishop or priest, with the outline of his strong muscles visible under the robe, and he was not wearing armor - it is reasonable to speculate that perhaps the armor was his weight?

There are many types of armor in this world, including knights' heavy armor, warriors' plate armor, assassins' leather armor, archers' soft armor... It is like a medieval RPG game, but there are no restrictions on the wearing rules. For the sake of agility, warriors can also wear light armor; if archers want to survive, they can also wear heavy armor and act as a turret.

What are his abilities?

Since this warrior is not wearing armor, does it mean that he has extraordinary defensive skills?

(Warrior: Do you want to guess where my armor is?)

So what will he do next?

Is he confident in his defense? Will he avoid my attacks or trade injuries for my own?