The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 81

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The former lich wanted to find the dragon's tomb in endless time and space.

The meaning of the dragon tomb is not to bury the bones, but to bury the soul, so the dragon's scales and flesh may be lost in the world, but the dragon's soul is eternal and free. No one can capture them, they are a special race that will not linger on the banks of the River Styx when death.

"Maybe they made a deal with Styx," the lich guessed. "Styx is the foundation of everything, like a huge cake, and we are all on it. Dragons should be the same, but their spirits can move. , somewhat like... sprites scattered around certain fate nodes."

The vampire put down the silver fork in his hand.

"So, what can I do for you?"

The lich smiled at him, she was no longer a so-called princess, so her smile was particularly bright. Arecio always felt that if there was a description for a lich, it should be "no haze", a woman without haze, a lich without haze.

It sounded a bit funny, but he really felt that, even with such a miserable and desperate past, the Lich could still smile softly and brightly to her friends, she always said—

[He has never caused me to get the slightest haze in his life.]

"He" is the dragon.

"You don't have to do anything for me, Alessi." The lich smiled, "As long as you can live well, this is already the greatest happiness for me."

Arecio stared at her for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I will live, and I will never let you say goodbye to me again."

This promise is still fulfilled to this day, no matter how cruel and tragic the battle, how sad the parting of a friend, Arecio is still alive. He is also glad that he is alive. If he hadn't lived in this world ten thousand years later, he would never have been able to see the souls of his former friends again.

He looked beside him, the lich girl was pressing the skirt of her skirt with one hand, and she was rolling somersaults in the water with blank eyes. In the middle, she tried to keep her balance, but in the end she was still head down, her long scattered hair covering her face.

Lucy: QVQ

Arecio turned her over and stood firm in the water. As soon as he let go of the lich, he began to spin in circles again. In the end, he had no choice but to let the shadow bat grab the lich and continue to dive.

"I'm sorry Aresi." Lucy apologized in a low voice, "The undead element is so rich here, my body has become too light, I always feel that I am flying, and I always feel that as long as I am here..."

The soul fire in her dark eyes gradually brightened.

"I seem to be... able to command thousands of troops."

This is undoubtedly a very good phenomenon. Lucy does not need to apologize at all. Arecio asked her to hold the shadow bat to maintain her balance. If they go further, they will reach the sea area of Keto, and further down is the sea of the dead. of the ruins.

Giant fish gathered from all directions, and the sea water changed from dark blue to deep black. However, in the darkness, several light spots slowly lit up, and the elves dragged a long tail of light and dived with them, playfully, gradually increasing in number. The elves finally gathered into a long band of light, intertwined with each other, illuminating the barren deep sea.

Lucy originally sat on the back of the fish, but suddenly drifted down, the rich undead element lifted her up, she fell into the deep sea like a light feather, and the skeleton door was close at hand. She raised her hand, the door opened in response, and even expanded the scale directly, the giant fish fell into the deep sea with them, the paradise of the dead that had never been stepped on!

Arecio also disengaged from the fish's back and hovered in the water. Part of the elves and soul butterflies were entangled in him, and part of them followed the moving lich. The brilliant blue light covered the path that the lich walked, like flowers blooming on the bones.

At the location of the lich's path, the bones revived, the hydralisk lifted its horned head, the giant crocodile lowered its tail that had been suspended for ten thousand years, and countless birds fluttered in the water waves with their broken bones. The whole sea became noisy, filled with the words of the dead, and the giant fish couldn't catch up with the lich after all, and was thrown out of this land of the dead, while the soul butterfly and the elves were still chasing tirelessly.

The lich finally reached the center of the ruins. She clasped her hands together like a prayer, and the huge amount of bones began to tremble. Arecio touched the horn of Ceto, who swam back to his side because he couldn't catch up, and sent a spiritual message.

[Ketuo, inform your clansmen at sea.]

[Can you make a little movement to cover up the upcoming changes in this sea area?]

The giant fish then called out from the depths of his soul. On the floor-to-ceiling window corridor of the conservation center, staff members stopped one after another, and Ruzius was among them. He looked at the distant sea that was almost boiling—

The giant fish rose and fell, and among the surging snow-white foam, the colorful coral horns trembled. They waved their tails and jumped up one after another, covering the sea with their huge bodies, splashing huge waves. These tidal surges also affected the shore, and many shore-based workers began to retreat one after another, standing on higher steps, looking at the surging sea.

"The giant fish are so happy today..."

"Yeah, I didn't move much before."

"The sea snake is also breathing! Quickly take a photo!"

The official conservation center also sent a message immediately, but no one knew that all the changes originated under the sea, which is the kingdom of the dead and the paradise of bones.

The lich pressed down with his left hand, causing some bones to settle. Most of these bones were broken, and they spread on the mud of the seabed, forming a flat and pale ground. The lich's right hand was raised, the two giant crocodiles raised their thorn-covered tails together, and the sea water was also raised together, leaving only the undead elements flooding the place, and the soul butterflies were almost pushed away together at first. They struggled down and finally got rid of the sea water and flew in the space built by the lich.

There is the zenith of the giant crocodile's tail, the petal feathers of a flower are gathered to the center, and the tip of the tail points to the center of the flower. The broken bones covered the ground and the walls in all directions, countless intact skeletons squatted everywhere, the lich put down his hands amid the crowd, and in some light china-like voices, the straight fish's spine formed the body of the staff. , snake bones coiled around, and finally at the top, countless soul butterflies gathered into a sapphire sapphire, and two bone wings spread around the gem!

The lich put her head on the scepter, which was much higher than her, and closed her eyes slightly as if listening to the death words. Then she slowly opened her black eyes, and the fire of her soul ignited faintly.

She also seemed to be surprised by what she had caused, and looked around to find Arecio's figure. Arecio spread his shadow wings and landed in front of the lich amid the entanglement of elves and soul butterflies.

"Alessi." Lucy held the scepter, a little nervous, and Arecio nodded slightly to her.

"It's very good to be able to resonate when you first came into contact with this place." He smiled. "This is the remains of the Sea of the Undead. I discovered it before and didn't tell anyone. After you have complete control, I will announce it to the public."

This can effectively prevent other people from thinking about it. After all, this is the bones of ancient creatures piled up on the ground.

"Remember, whoever asks you if you want it or not, these are the army that suits you the most. When you completely control this place, you can also use this sea of undead as a foundation to purchase the bones of more large creatures. The bones are your strength. , of course the more the better.”

"Yeah!" Lucy responded forcefully, but when she saw Arecio turned around and was about to leave after finishing speaking, she couldn't help but panic, "Arecio, do you want to leave me alone?"

Arecio was a little inexplicable, "Isn't this like your home? Or are you afraid?"

This is not true, Lucy just subconsciously is not used to Arecio not beside him.

"I can't be with you all the time, just like Helgodon. He followed me wherever I went before, like a little tail, and now he can find things by himself. I heard that he still Trying to train other werewolves."

"You can practice your control here. If you want to go up, you can float up by yourself or let Keto take you up. I will only send you this once."

Lucy knew that Arecio had made up his mind, so she nodded and watched Arecio spread his wings and land on Ceto's back. Her hand holding the scepter tightened slightly, but soon, her mood relaxed again.

She likes it here far better than the princess room carefully arranged for her by the nursery center. She tried to walk into each skeleton, listen to their voices, and think about ways to make them move more smoothly. She played such a game, of course, not forgetting the time and she would return to the nursery before dinner so that no one else would worry.

In this way, she communicated with the dead all the way, and she walked into the depths of the sea of the dead. The spirit butterflies were still revolving around her, but the remaining elves seemed to have discovered something, and went straight forward, hovering up and down near a piece of bone ground.

Lucy walked over slowly, uncovered the ground, revealing the mud, and there was nothing. She was a little puzzled, but the elves were persistently spinning here. Lucy hesitated for a while, raised her hand to aim at the area, and chanted the spell that opened the door to the sea of undead just now.

A slight vibration.

Nothing opened, nothing descended, just a slight vibration, and the lich heard a song in the void.

The ethereal... The incomprehensible... the singing...

In the melodious singing, the surroundings seemed to have turned into sea water again, and Lucy was suspended in it. She opened her eyes wide and looked down, and the elf flew down her line of sight, entwined in front of a glowing translucent whisker.

Lucy's field of vision gradually brightened, she slowly opened her pupils, and even covered her mouth because she was too surprised.

She saw the sea god.

*****

Arecio has already walked with the staff of the nursery center. After delivering Lucy, his plan is to go see the water demon Zelita who woke up yesterday. Zelita relies on his shadow rose to keep from being completely swallowed by actinic. He made some adjustments in the past today, and by the way, he tried to see if he could completely solve the actinic on her.

At a certain moment, Arecio suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the Emerald Inland Sea.

"His Royal Highness Arecio?" The staff was a little confused, "You are..."

"Didn't you hear it?" The voice was too vague, and Arecio wasn't quite sure. "Singing."

The staff listened hard for a while, and finally shook his head, even more dazed.

Arecio didn't mention it again, it should be the same as the original Behemoth's voice, only he and a specific guardian can hear it. Knowing this, Arecio couldn't help but be more puzzled. He didn't know where he was in the recovery of the Three Pillars of Darkness. He was not a guardian, but he could listen to the voice of God just like the guardian. This had to make him wonder if his recovery was due to fate.

But the neuropathy told him how he looked when he revealed the prophecy of the destruction of the world, and the scene of dragging him into the coffin was still vivid in his mind. Did the former neuropathy know something? Know something... what's so special about him

He had to care, if that was the case, was it him, or his identity, that the neuropathy wanted to drag into the coffin

Just as he was thinking about it, a hand suddenly landed on top of his head and rubbed it. Arecio shuddered, raised his head but found that it was the client he was thinking of just now, and smiled at him madly.

"What are you thinking, so fascinated."

Of course Arecio couldn't tell him.

"How to deal with Zelita's actinic."

"Make excuses, the faster you answer, the more excuses you make."

"… "

Ruzius is in a good mood recently. He is making a silver cross to give to Arecio. At the same time, his memory is slowly recovering. This period is still a very cute memory, which directly causes him to be in a light mood every day. Recio and U's food quality skyrocketed.

He remembered more and more that chapel. Arecio always liked to sit on that pulpit. The colorful shadow of the rose window fell on him, and there seemed to be rainbows in the eyes of the blood race. Sometimes pigeons would fly, sometimes it would rain, and sometimes other hunters in the temple would be suspicious, but they could never grasp the evidence, and naturally there was no way to bring down Rutius.

They even had a carnival together.

On the brightly lit streets, there are people dressed as ghosts or the dead, and the vampires can finally stretch out and stand in the crowd without hiding their fangs and red pupils. They stopped before the interesting free play performance, or crowded with children in front of the puppet booth. In the hustle and bustle of people, he seemed to hear the blood clan ask softly.

[Next year, are you still coming?]

After asking the question, the vampire himself seemed to feel a little embarrassed. Instead of looking at the puppets with different shapes on the booth, he got up and looked for the next place to go, and no longer asked the previous question.

It is already a rare truce time, so why bother to make an appointment for the future.

The parade of floats began, and the crowd was crowded everywhere. The vampires were unwilling to use their own strength to fight against the crowd, for fear of hurting the passing pedestrians, so they had to be swept up by the crowd and were about to stay away from him.

There was no hesitation in his heart, but at that moment, he instinctively stretched out his hand and grabbed the Blood Race's wrist.

With a slender skeleton that is between a teenager and a young man, when the vampire in front of him is transformed into a vampire, he must not be too old, and he may even be unwilling to be transformed. Thinking like this, he pulled the vampire back with force.

[Be careful.]

He was still expressionless, but in the cold sky-colored pupils, the light and shadow projected by the lights on the float floated.

[If you want, today next year...]

[It is also considered a truce.]