Tomb Survival: Evolve from Skeleton

The famous sword [Liu Li] has just been inserted into the thigh of the elf ranger Moraine.

Together with the muscles above the thigh, it carried a piercing pain to the entire heart.

Cold sweat broke out slightly on Moraine's forehead
Sweat drenched Moraine's hair, which was wrapped and tied in the elf's unique turban, and strands of short hair flowing out of the forehead stuck to Moraine's white forehead due to the wet sweat.

Moraine raised his head slightly, looking directly at the expressionless Kress in front of him.

"Mr. Kress, you shouldn't have done this."

Facing the rhythm of Moraine's killing him without even opening his mouth, Kress felt a slight headache in his heart, but he also had a little more admiration for this self-proclaimed "first ranger" of the elves.

It's just that admiration is all admiration, what Kress needs, he must spit it out.
"Molain, I call you by your name now because I admire your personality."

Kress' unique calm and calm male voice seems to be able to calm all restless hearts.

Pressing the other person's shoulder slightly with one hand, Kress continued to say like a holy father who forgave others' sins——

"Tell me, tell me everything you know! I will not pursue your past sins."

"Hahahahaha"

Moraine's sudden wild laughter interrupted Kress's induced words.

Kress' complexion seemed a little colder for no reason.

"Mr. Kress! Who do you think you are? Forgive my sins?"

The elf ranger Moraine suddenly raised his head, and then seemed to take advantage of Kress's inattention, and stabbed Kress' body with a short dagger in one hand!

Faintly, the elf ranger Moraine seemed to see Kress' eyes staring at him indifferently.
In those eyes, a trace of blood-red flames flickered.

The short dagger of the elf ranger Moraine was forged by the elf craftsman who is best at forging in [Fangorn Forest].

According to legend, this elf craftsman traveled to every corner of the Demon Soul Continent when he was young, and witnessed that he learned a lot of iron forging techniques. Crafting weapons and armor.

In an instant, the elf ranger Moraine's short dagger was deeply inserted into Kress' body, but it didn't gushe out like a column of blood as the elf ranger Moraine had imagined.

"This is."

The elf ranger Moraine was a little surprised, staring blankly at the short dagger in his hand that was stuck in front of Kress, but there was no trace of blood flowing out.

And at this moment, Kress watched all this indifferently, and said——

"Elf Moraine, I thought you would investigate my identity, but now it seems that I really overestimated you."

As soon as Kress' words came out.

The elf ranger Moraine seemed to suddenly recall something, and his face turned pale.He ignored one of the most important pieces of information, which was the information Her Majesty the Queen had mentioned to Moraine.

It's just that now, when he just launched a counterattack, Moraine forgot to ignore it.

Moraine swallowed slightly.
In front of the elf ranger Moraine, white mist began to pour out of Kress, which was a kind of forward shaking method of illusion.
Immediately afterwards, the moment the white mist disappeared, a slender white skeleton, still wearing Kress's dark armor, appeared in front of the elf ranger Moraine.

The dagger in Moraine's hand was inserted directly into the skeleton's body through the gap in the black armor.

But the result is obvious, for the skeletons, for the undead of the skeleton type, ordinary sharp weapons like short daggers can't do harm to them at all.

Moraine's eyes were lost, and then a sharp pain came from his arm
As a strong man who has already stepped into the [Hero Field], with Kress's reaction ability, he has naturally noticed the long-prepared counterattack of the elf ranger Moraine.

However, Kress also discovered at the same time that the elf ranger Moraine would use a short dagger to fight back against his ineffective weapon.

Kress laughed a little in his heart that Moraine hadn't investigated his true identity.

But immediately, Kress noticed that Moraine, the elf ranger, did not attack his fatal vitals, but seemed to be consciously avoiding the fatal point, just to break free from his control.

Kress didn't stop the opponent, and let Moraine attack him on purpose.

As for the result, it was exactly as Kress expected.

Kress thought that although the guy in front of him could be regarded as a bloody man, he would definitely not take his own life because of this.

so.
It must be because the person behind the other party wants to leave his life behind.

So, who will it be?And why?

The more Kress thought about it, the more curious he became.

Just in case, Kress broke and dislocated the right arm that the elf ranger Moraine was trying to use to fight back.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Seeing his right arm hanging down weakly, Moraine's pupils kept contracting due to the severe pain and fear, and finally vented out with a roar.

In Kress's empty and dark eye sockets, a bloody flame flickered for no reason.

He didn't have any compassion for the elf in front of him who had taken away Yi Yali, he just approached Moraine slightly, and continued——

"Then, Elf Moraine, if you are still not ready to speak out, let's continue."

While talking, Kress took out another famous ancient sword [Hundred Flowers] from the ring in his hand. ,

".In my ring, besides these two famous ancient swords, there are many interesting things stored. If you are not going to tell me, I guarantee that you will see them one by one!"

Kress faintly threatened the elf ranger Moraine who was half kneeling on the ground in front of him, and there was no emotion in his words.

The traces of sweat left by the elf ranger Moraine's face hadn't dried up yet, and a bluish-white color appeared at this moment.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak several times, but he stopped talking
Kress sees the little tricks about Moraine and knows it's only a matter of time before he's forced to say it
"Some people, once hurt, either never speak up; or they speak up immediately"

Kress looked extremely knight-errant, and the ancient famous sword [Hundred Flowers] was already close to the other thigh of the elf Moraine, "...I really want to know, as an elf, which kind of existence do you belong to?"