Tomb Survival: Evolve from Skeleton

"Then, Mr. Jeske, please open your eyes and take a good look..."

Kress' voice was calm and long, and the echo echoed in the empty Fritz Kingdom for a long time.

Jesc Horton only felt a chill behind him.

When Jeske Holden looked at Kress carefully again, the latter's face began to change...

Originally a handsome and clean oriental male face, the cheek on the left side began to become unreal, and the right side still had the same stiff smile from before.

"Illusion?"

The pupils of Jeske Horton's eyes shrank slightly. As one of the six nobles of the former Fritz Kingdom, Jesker Horton naturally knew something about the profession of "Illusionist".

However, he did not expect that Kress, the "Dawn" captain in front of him, has been relying on illusion to show his face...

You know, although illusion originated in the west of the mainland, but now, some people in the Eastern Empire prefer to use it.

However, this is only a small number of people. The vast majority of knights and mercenaries yearn for brave and direct battles between men, and most of them sneer at illusions that mainly focus on visual deception.

But Jeske Horton knew that a real illusionist knows more than just some tricks to deceive the eyes...

While Jesc Horton was staring at Kress, the illusory white mist on Hou's face finally dissipated...

Jesc Horton was stunned suddenly, and seemed to say in disbelief——

"Are you... undead?"

In Kress in front of Jesc Horton, the white mist of illusion on the left cheek has dissipated, and under the dissipated white mist is a skeleton face without a trace of flesh.

But on Kress's right cheek, it was still the same.

The whole person looks extremely strange, and only illusionists can create such an appearance.

"No...no..."

Jeske Horton was a little unbelievable, but seemed to think of something suddenly.

He didn't want to believe that an undead person would deceive himself for so long under his nose.

However, Jeske Horton quickly thought of Kress's identity as the "Illusionist". Many memory fragments overlapped, and Jeske Horton seemed to piece together a complete enemy's intention.

"...you are an illusionist, you are using illusion to deceive me!"

Jeske Horton said coldly.

In his mind, all the undead he came into contact with, even the "King of the Tomb Chamber" and "Skeleton Warlord" who were known as the top undead, only had achievements in combat ability.

But when it comes to wisdom, in the realm of heroes, there are basically no undead who can talk about wisdom.

Jesc Horton has gone to great lengths to become immortal.

As a result, an undead suddenly appeared in front of him. Not only was he born to be immortal, but he also possessed wisdom no less than his own human identity!
How can this be? !
It was hard for Jeske Horton to accept, but he was more willing to believe that the other party was a human illusionist in order to deceive himself...

"Mr. Jeske..."

Just as Jeske Holden's face became paler and his mentality gradually became frenzied, Kress' voice came out again.

Seeing the sound of the skinless bones on Kress' left side colliding, it was the first time that even Jeske Holden saw...

"Mr. Jeske, first of all, I have no need to deceive you..."

"No!"

Jesc Horton interrupted Kress's words suddenly, he was no longer willing to listen to any words of this cunning human adventurer in front of him!
Although... he was actually worried that he would gradually believe what the other party said.

"...You stupid human being, don't you think I don't know? When you first arrived in Yayu City, you had already met Rubia Fritz, that bitch in private!"

Jeske Horton quickly pulled out the long sword from the table with one hand. Whether he was a great nobleman of the human kingdom, or turned into an undead zombie, Jesker Horton never stopped his swordsmanship training.

At this moment, Jeske Holden believes that his sword skills are no less than those of the kingdom's top swordsmen...

Facing what Jeske Horton pointed at with a sword.

The high-grade stainless steel specially provided for the nobles of the kingdom, and the magic long sword forged with them, even if energy such as fighting spirit is not injected into it, can exude a deterrent sword intent.

And Kress did not change his tone at all, standing in the center of the hall, neither humble nor overbearing.

Jeske Holden stared at His Highness coldly with a sword in his hand.

He was surprised by the other's composure.

But Kress has already seen through...

As the top nobleman of the kingdom, he has planned for many years. If he did not have his own intelligence network in Yayu City, the capital of the kingdom, he would never believe it.

Therefore, when he met Rubia Fritz, Kress never thought of being able to hide it from the other party.

This world, this rebellion...

Who is not two-faced?Who hasn't seen the wind and made the rudder?

Not to mention the "Cold Iron" mercenary group that agreed on both sides but did nothing, even the aristocratic armies that follow the Fritz royal family and the Jesker family respectively, why didn't they show favor to the other side?

Exchange information, leave a way out...

It is not uncommon for a party to temporarily turn against the water when the general situation is gone.

Otherwise, Jeske Holden would not tolerate himself to make a big fuss with his head of guard Edette and others, the "octopus" under the nobles of the Fritz royal family.

"I didn't expect that, Mr. Jeske, he would also be excited to speak vulgar words..."

Kress still had that rational and calm look.

Of course, judging from his human appearance on the right side of his face, he still has the demeanor of a top handsome swordsman with wisdom in his hands.

From the left side of Kress's face, he was a top-notch undead demon king. The bloody flames flickering in his eyes seemed to have announced the death of the person in front of him.

Jeske Horton also suddenly realized his gaffe.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly...

"You have already chosen to side with the Fritz royal family, right? Kress Knight."

Jesc Horton took a few deep breaths, threw away his other chaotic thoughts that affected his thinking, and began to question Kress in a cold voice.

"No, it's not..."

Kress stepped forward, not caring about the threat of the long sword in Jesc Horton's hand at all.

A look of apprehension appeared on Jeske Horton's face, and he did not relax his vigilance at all because of Kress' negative answer.

"stop!"

Jeske Holden made Kress stop and stay where he was with a cold voice.

The red and black boots tapped on the throne steps of the building made of clean stone bricks.

Kress showed no sign of stopping...

The brilliance in Jesc Horton's eyes flashed away, and the long sword in his hand became more and more fierce with the influx of grudge energy...

"bump!"

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