Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 338 Coccyx and Bowl
After sleeping in the open air for several days, Angel decided to temporarily stay in the hunter's lodge tonight.And he also planned to wake up the person in the coffin tonight, first ask his identity, and then see if there is any place to go around.

As night fell, Angel lit the oil lamp.The dim and jumping firelight illuminated the narrow wooden house.

Angel took the coffin out of the bracelet.

Opening the lid of the coffin, the man soaked in blood suddenly opened his eyes.Seeing his crazy eyes, Angel stopped immediately and said, "Be good, don't move."

The man had already started to struggle, but when he heard Angel's words, he stopped slowly.

Looking at the man in the coffin, Angel's eyes were full of curiosity.

According to Angel's understanding of parasites, as long as the parasites are within the range of the Nightmare Realm, they will continue to absorb external energy. At this time, the parasites are actually very beneficial to the parasites.However, once the parasite leaves the breath of the nightmare world, it will start to absorb the energy of the host, until the host is exhausted, and the parasite will find its next home.

And the man in the coffin left Pokrates a long time ago, so the parasites will naturally eat back at the host according to their characteristics without being enveloped by the breath of the nightmare world.At this time, Axo saved the man and hanged the man's life with his blood.To be precise, it uses its blood to keep the energy in the man's body from withering, while the parasite eats back the energy to survive.

So in the final result, Axo relied on his own blood to continue the life of the parasite.However, men can survive for a thousand years because of another reason.

"Why can't I die for a thousand years? And..." Angel looked at the man's blood-stained face, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes: "And the body hasn't aged yet, and the face still looks very young."

Countless question marks flashed through Angel's mind, but he didn't go into it right now, he saved the man first.

But before expelling the parasite, Angel has one more thing to do—

Seeing the faintly shining blood in the coffin, Angel had a trace of covetousness in his eyes: "It's really a luxury, the blood of wizard-level monsters is a very precious material!"

The most important thing is that this kind of blood can not only be used in alchemy, but can also be concocted into blood ink!
At the Twilight Auction, Angor once took a fancy to a bottle of "Dark Gold Gargoyle Blood Ink". Although the Dark Gold Gargoyle Blood Ink is of a very high quality among Gargoyle Blood Ink, this is just a horizontal comparison , if compared vertically, the dark gold gargoyle is far inferior to a wizard level monster.

Although part of the blood energy in the coffin had been lost, it was still extremely precious, even comparable to the snake slough and snake teeth sent by Axo.

Angel didn't intend to waste the blood. In order to avoid the man asking after he woke up, he didn't intend to let the man see it.So before that, he had to empty the coffin of blood.

Because the parasite will eat back its own energy after the man leaves the blood, so as to prevent the man from being sucked dry, Angel released the nightmare in advance. Creatures are fine.

Untie the vines on the man's body and get the man out of the coffin.His clothes had long been shredded to powder, so when he emerged from the blood, he was naked.

He has not moved for thousands of years, so it stands to reason that his muscles have atrophied, and it is impossible to move his limbs.But Angel unexpectedly discovered that, apart from his general weakness, his organs were basically normal.He even went out of his way to pinch the man's arm, but it was still stiff.

"Is the parasite helping to regulate? Or is it another reason?"

Throwing the man into the nightmare to play by himself, Angel directly put the lid on the coffin again, and put it into the bracelet along with the blood inside.There was a lot of blood in the coffin, and he didn't have a container to collect the blood, so he could only temporarily use the coffin as a storage container.After all, black oil wood is also a relatively precious low-level material. Axo's blood is contained in it, and the effect will not be lost too quickly.

After storing the coffin, Angel glanced at the man next to him.The blood flowed down slowly, revealing the handsome face of the man.As Angel had guessed earlier, the man looked very young, estimated to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin and tall figure.

There is nothing surprising about the exterior.

Suddenly, Angel raised his eyebrows. He found that the man seemed to be holding something in his left hand, but the blood on his hand didn't look real.

A purification technique was thrown over, cleaning the man from the beginning to the end.

After confirming that there was no blood residue and no smoky smell, Angel carefully looked at the things on the man's left hand.

— That's a bowl.

The bowl seems to be made of some kind of metal, the overall appearance is silvery white, and a logo of "black snake wrapped around the cone" is engraved on the inner wall of the bowl.Other than that, there wasn't anything else in the bowl.

This silver bowl looked very ordinary. Angel inspected it carefully, but found nothing special.

But such an ordinary silver bowl gave Angel a strange feeling.

This feeling was indescribable, and he felt it unconsciously.But when he wanted to study it carefully, he couldn't detect any strange feeling anymore.Looking back, this is still an ordinary bowl.

Angel carefully recalled the sense of strangeness at that time, and there was no sense of darkness or negativity, but an unspeakable sense of solemnity.

Can a bowl still create a sense of solemnity?Angel wondered if he felt wrong.

Perhaps this bowl is really weird, but even so, Angel has no intention of taking it for himself.He collected Axo's blood because he was sure that the man in the coffin would survive without the blood, so this blood was useless to the man.And this bowl, the man has been holding it in his hand, even if he was parasitized, he never let it go. It can be seen that this bowl should be very meaningful, maybe it is a family relic, or it is some kind of spiritual sustenance.

Angel took a look at the bowl, then turned his attention to other places.

Earlier, the man was covered in blood, and he couldn't see his body clearly. At this time, Angel discovered that there was a little bulge on the lower back of the man's back near the tailbone, about the length of his little finger.

After pressing it, there seemed to be warped bones inside the bulge, and there was more than one section. Angel touched three sections, and the touch was similar to that of fingers.

"Could it be returning to the ancestors?" Angel looked at the bulge, and immediately thought of the tailbone.

But whether humans had tails at the beginning is still a matter of debate, so atavism may not be the correct answer.

"Or...is it a humanoid?" Angel has never learned how to break the barrier, so he can't identify whether it is a human or a humanoid, but at least one thing is certain, if it is not a mutation or a return to the ancestors, the man in the coffin and Bo Those people of Crats still have essential differences.Because Angel had studied those skeletons, they were all pure human beings, and there were not a few extra bones in the tailbone.

However, whether the opponent is human or humanoid, this is not the point.The most important thing now is to wake him up as soon as possible, and if you have any questions, just ask him directly.

The parasite has been in the nightmare for a while, and Angel can control everything in the nightmare, which contains energy.The energy absorbed by the parasite in this short period of time is under Angel's control.

With just one thought from Angel, the parasite came out of the man's body.

The moment the parasite left the man, Angel noticed that the man's eyes were clear for a moment, murmured "Duo Duo Luo", and then passed out...

……

One night passed, and at sunrise, there was a roar of wild beasts outside the room.

During these days of wandering in the forest, Angel had gradually gotten used to being woken up by the roar of beasts.When he got out of bed, he found that the man lying on the other side of the floor was still asleep.

Angel didn't wake him up either, just passed him and opened the door.

Warm sunlight shone in, and the wooden house that had been cleaned by the purification force field looked bright and clean in the bright yellow sunlight.

Angel looked outside the door, and Toby was wearing a colorful skirt and flying in the air.At its feet is a clouded leopard with four pairs of ears.

Toby teased Clouded Leopard from time to time, and after Clouded Leopard reacted, he flew high again.One leopard and one bird fought for a long time, and finally the clouded leopard died, ending the chase scene.

Toby flew to Angel and pointed proudly at the clouded leopard corpse in the distance, with a proud expression of "I prepared breakfast for you".

"You're quite jovial, you're going to have fun hunting." Angel scolded Toby with a smile, "Isn't it too boring to eat barbecue for breakfast?"

Having said that, Angel still walked over and dealt with Clouded Leopard without complaint.However, Angel's workmanship was also very clumsy. A good piece of clouded leopard skin was chopped to pieces by him, and the cut meat was also broken into pieces.

While Angor was processing breakfast, the door of the hunter's hut was pushed open, and the man who had slept all night came out.

Angel glanced at him: "Good morning."

The man walked very slowly, walking up to Angel step by step, "Good morning."

"Are you awake? I'm preparing breakfast, but I guess your stomach is not suitable for eating meat right now, why don't I ask Toby to pick some fruit for you?" Angel said, pointing to a few tables not far away. There is a stone pier, probably a natural bench prepared by the hunters who lived here in the past, "Go and rest first, I have something to ask you later."

Angel talked for a long time, but the man didn't respond, but stood by the side blankly.

Angel looked up suspiciously. Under the backlight, the man's skin was illuminated by circles of light, his knee-length hair was messy, and circles of "mosquito coils" were in his golden eyes.

After a long time, the man tentatively said: "You are awake... I am preparing... breakfast, but I guess you... eat meat, uh... fruit? You go to rest first, I have something to do later to ask you."

The man was a little hesitant at the beginning, but he became more and more fluent as he spoke.

When he finished speaking, his expression showed a hint of complacency, and he looked at Angor with burning eyes, as if he was waiting for Angor's compliment.

Angel, however, hadn't spoken for a long time, staring at the man blankly.

After a while, a loud cry shook the forest——

"Could it be that you have amnesia?! This kind of plot 800 years ago is not performed in dramas like this!!!"

(End of this chapter)