Three Good Salary Kings Stand on the Ark

Ashes walked to the seat she used to sit on and sat down, turned to look at Kelsey who was still standing still, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Kelsey, sit down."

"....call."

Before sitting down, Kelsey took a deep breath, her chest heaved a few times, and then she let out a long breath, staring at Ashes with those bright green eyes, and blinked a few times.

"Although I know that it may not be useful to say this now, and it may seem a little ridiculous, I hesitated a few times, but finally decided to do it."

Kelsey lowered her head, her normally cold face showed an apology.

"I need to apologize to you, Ashes. I need to apologize to you for being vigilant and wary of you before, as well as those bad suspicions."

"When Teresia just brought you into the Tower of Babel, I strongly opposed it. I thought that the Tower of Babel could not accept an unidentified foreigner, because there might be problems in it. For the weak Tower of Babel, I think this needs to be ruled out."

"But Teresia insists on inviting you in. She may know something about you. Maybe that's why she is so tough. I rarely see her like that."

"It turns out that she was right. After you joined, life in the Tower of Babel went smoothly. Everyone liked you very much, even the doctor who was a little withdrawn. Although I should be happy about this, I still have to Insist on thinking that you might have other plans."

"Sorry, without you, Theresia would not regain her strength, and the Tower of Babel would not be what it is now. The doctor and Theresia don't know if they can survive the siege of the Absolution Master. ...Anyway, I must apologize to you for that."

Kelsey is proud, because she has profound knowledge, a long-standing city, and the accumulation of experience unique to the longevity species.

But she is not arrogant, she is very clear that people will make mistakes, because history has proved this point countless times, and she will also make mistakes.

Kelsey had to admit that he had misjudged, what Ashes had done had thoroughly explained his position, so how could there be any other plans?

Since you made a mistake, you have to admit your mistake. Since you did something wrong, you need to find someone to apologize in person.

Kelsey is that kind of guy, from the Tower of Babel to Rhode Island, as always.

After looking at Kelsey's lowered head and the pair of prostrate ears, Ashes also got up, and reached out to touch her head.

Ashes could clearly feel Kelsey's body trembling, but didn't say anything, and let him do what he did.

After stroking Kelsey well, bearing this precious feeling in his heart, Ashes accepted Kelsey's apology.

After all, who could say no to a large lynx?

Chapter 539

Tracy sat alone on her own throne, propping her cheek with one hand, while fiddling with the string of stone necklaces around her neck with the other hand.

The hall was cold and deserted. From a distance, the person on the throne looked like a sculpture, but from a close look, it looked like a lifelike wax figure. Tracy looked at the necklace in his hand in a daze, and kept flipping it with his fingers.

Tracy couldn't remember when he got this necklace. It should be a not-so-distant memory, but he couldn't recall it anyway. By the time he realized it, he had already worn this necklace It's been a long time.

There is nothing special about the necklace itself. The stone material makes it look a bit rough, and the clumsy carving makes it a bit ugly. This kind of ordinary thing is thrown on the street and no one will pick it up. However, Tracy always looked at it from time to time.

Whether it was intuition or premonition, he always felt that this necklace was nothing special, it just missed the point.

Today's scrutiny also yielded nothing, Teresis sighed, and was about to put the stone necklace back under the clothes, but his movements suddenly stopped.

Just now, at that moment, he felt——

A certain rhythm, a certain desire grew from the bottom of his heart, and took root at an extremely rapid speed. He looked down at the necklace in his hand again, but his throat rolled unconsciously.

He seemed to know how to use the necklace.

Tracy took off the necklace, held it up in front of her with one hand, and placed the other hand clenched into a fist above the necklace.

A small red snake quietly protruded from Tracy's hand, flowing down the knuckles, and finally dripped lightly on the necklace, just on its red mark.

The moment the blood came into contact with the necklace, a scarlet light radiated from the necklace, with a bit of palpitating coldness and tyranny. As Tracys' blood poured more and more, the necklace It also devours the currency of the soul more and more greedily, as if it will never be satisfied.

When Tracy's face turned slightly pale, the necklace finally stopped eating, no longer emitting light and no longer swallowing blood. The excess blood left from the necklace, flowed out of Tracy's palm, and finally dripped On the ground, a small pool of blood formed.

As if he had eaten and drank enough, the necklace fell silent and there was no more movement, which made Teresis a little puzzled. There should be nothing wrong with this way of using, but why did the necklace stop responding?

Just when he was wondering, the blood dripping on the ground that had been ignored by him suddenly began to glow slightly, and the scarlet light that was exactly the same as the previous necklace naturally attracted Tracy's attention.

The blood seemed to have life, and began to squirm slowly, and slowly began to piece together a pattern in front of Teresis.

Both like some kind of words and some kind of symbols, the runes composed of blood finally began to settle down under the gaze of Teresis, and then they suddenly started to heat up violently, and the blood emitted like molten iron. The high temperature burned through the expensive carpet and burned the ground together, until the rune with unknown meaning was deeply imprinted into the ground.

Tracy watched all this, his eyes fixed on the string of runes, he felt that it was alive and alive, he seemed to hear its breath, its heartbeat, and heard something coming from it. A voice calling from far away.

The scarlet blood rune began to boil, and the bright red blood light became brighter and more intense, turning the hall into a bloody color, and turning Teresis into a blood man, but even so, Teresis still did not dodge or evade , staring at the rune with wide eyes.

Something is coming!

The blood-colored talisman culture formed a complex formation, and a figure slowly emerged from it out of thin air, its body slowly turning from transparent to solid.

When the man finally stood up completely from the squatting position, and his body was completely solidified, Tracy finally saw its whole picture clearly.

A suit of silver-white knight armor wrapped his entire body tightly without revealing even the slightest bit of skin. He held a somewhat exaggerated lance in one hand, and a large shield in the other.

Appearing in front of Teresis, the man summoned by the blood-red rune was like an ancient knight. He looked around and saw Teresis who was on guard in front of him, and suddenly put down his equipment , kneeling on one knee.

"Who are you?"

Tracy's expression froze, and he raised his voice slightly. He turned around and sat on the throne again, and put his trembling hand on the armrest. He tried his best to conceal his unnaturalness. After the ring, he was a little weak, and he couldn't show any weakness in front of this unknown person in front of him.

And the man dressed as a knight bent his upper body and saluted Teresis. This is a lost etiquette of the ancient country, and no one knows its ancient dignity until now.

"Just a wandering knight."

The voice came from the knight's helmet, perhaps because of the helmet's relationship, but Tracy could barely distinguish his words, it was not Terra's language, but it was miraculously able to understand the meaning .

"You must be a noble person, please allow me to address you as Your Highness, for a wandering knight like me, the brilliance of your body is simply dazzling."

"Your Highness must have encountered some difficulties when you summoned me here. Please allow me to contribute a small amount of strength to you. Although I am not a hero, I am capable."

The knight stood up, picked up his huge lance and shield again, and burst out with a bit of vindictiveness, Teresis even faintly felt a little pressure from him.

Is this what you mean by meager strength and ability?

Teresis was a little more vigilant and vigilant about the knight in front of him. He didn't know whether the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him was self-effacing or showing prestige, but there was no doubt that he must be very dangerous.

"...Do you know immortality?"

Teresis stared at him, and suddenly remembered the undead man that the huge corpse responded to earlier.

"Immortal? Your Highness, are you referring to the kind of wandering soul that has a curse and can avoid death?"

"If there are wandering spirits appearing here, that's not good news."

This knight seemed to know a lot, and there was no doubt that he knew about the undead in Theresia's lineup.

"What's your name?" Tracy asked.

"My name, hehe, although I don't have much publicity, I used to have the name of a friend of the people. Your Highness, you call me—"

"Marida, that's it."

Chapter 540 Loser

"Mareda?" Tracy frowned.

"Exactly, I have no place to live and nowhere, and now I only have this name left. All the past has gradually disappeared with the passing of memory, please don't ask any more questions."

As if unwilling to mention too much about his own life experience, Mareda redirected the topic back to the undead that Teresis said earlier. In Mareda's world, the undead are also called wandering spirits.

The two are not different existences, the latter is a part of the former, a part that has experienced the curse of death and resurrection, and gradually loses its humanity.

"Your Highness, have you ever seen a wandering soul?"

"I didn't really meet him, but he has already caused me a little trouble. That person joined the lineup of my sister Wang who is against my path. I tried to send someone to kill him, but to no avail. Instead, a few people were lost.”

Teresis hesitated for a while, and finally decided to tell Mareda about Ashes. He had a premonition that the way to break the situation might lie in this person in front of him.

"I see, it's no wonder your Highness is so worried."

The lance and large shield in Mareda's hand turned into a faint mist and disappeared out of thin air. He folded his arms around his chest in a state of deep thought.

"Wandering soul, wandering soul, that is an ominous thing full of curses in its body. If you want to use ordinary methods to deal with it, naturally there will be little effect."

"The curse of death and resurrection is rooted in the wandering soul's body, so that they are not afraid of the threat of death. Even if their heads are cut off, even if their bodies are crushed, they can be revived again. And wandering souls still have a long, long time, as long as They can withstand the loss of humanity."

"When the human nature is completely lost from the wandering souls, the wandering souls will also be completely transformed into living corpses. They are the existence of surviving in the gap between life and death. There is neither death nor life, and they lose their own thoughts. , reduced to a pathetic walking corpse, never to be freed..."

"What is that expression on your face, Your Highness?"

Mareda slowly told about the eternal curse of the Age of Fire, but found that Teresis's complexion changed slightly, and he couldn't help asking.

"...No, it's nothing, let's continue."

When Mareda told about the living corpse, Tracy's expression was a little unnatural.

This is natural, who wouldn't be moved when he heard that there is an existence that can live without fear of death and has a long life?

Death is the final destination of all people, and no one can escape, but the undead, but wandering souls can avoid this established fate, even Tracy has to admit that he has such a momentary heartbeat.

But there is a reason why immortality is called a curse.

After he heard the sad appearance of a wandering soul after losing its humanity, Tracy immediately snuffed out the desire in his heart. If the price of immortality is chaos after losing his reason, then he would rather devote himself to death. In the embrace, just thinking about such an end, Tracy felt his heart tremble.

"As you wish, Your Highness." Mareda bowed to Teresis respectfully again.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should not be our original world. If Your Highness wants to deal with wandering spirits, you still need professionals to clean them up."

"Your Highness, please accept this."

As he spoke, Mareda took a few steps forward, took out something from his bosom, held it in his hands, and offered it to Teresis.

It was a red wax stone, its overall shape was a slender wedge, and the dark red wax stone itself was wrapped around the end by a dark yellow cloth belt, which looked weather-beaten.

"This is?"

Teresi got up from the throne, came to Mareda, and looked at the red wax stone carefully.

"Your Highness, this is the red-marked waxstone, which has the ability to summon dark bodies across the world."

"With this wax stone, Your Highness, you can summon other spirits to come here and fight for you."

"Of course, please don't worry. The dark bodies summoned by you in reverse will naturally obey your orders 100%, and there is absolutely no possibility of betrayal. In fact, they are just like your puppets."

Mareda tried his best to introduce the function of the red-marked wax stone to Tracy, and when he noticed that Teresy picked up the red-marked wax stone, he also stood up again.

"The method to use should be known the moment you pick it up. Please, Your Highness, start calling your loyal servants."

Mareda turned sideways to give up the space in front of her. After a few seconds of silence, Tracy also stretched out her hand to hold the red-marked wax stone.