My cemetery is connected to the game world.

The Blood King asked Helot: "Do you forgive the mistakes I made?"

Helot gave the Blood King a comforting smile: "You have not harmed the interests of the Claulund family, so naturally there is no mistake that needs my forgiveness. The revival of the Claulund family cannot be separated from the support of the undead, and the undead also need the Claulund family to use their influence to expand your living space.

Living deep underground, far away from the civilized world is probably not the life that vampires want.

I don’t see elegance in you, only old-fashionedness. I don’t think your days with the hermit were so decadent.”

Helot's words evoked the Blood King's memories of the past.

At that time, he was a guest in the Duke's manor, living a luxurious life. Women were intoxicated by his charm and were willing to offer their necks for him to suck blood.

But after the decline of the Claulund family, the undead once again became evil creatures in the mouths of the people. Ignorant people used to blame diseases and disasters on the undead, and then hired bounty hunters to hunt them.

The living space of the dead was compressed step by step, and the dreams that he once crocheted with the hermit became increasingly distant memories.

Looking at Helot, a smile appeared on Diarra's face again. He closed the box containing the money and placed it beside him.

"Just now I seemed to see the Hermit. You are very similar to your ancestor! Before you and Bone King decide the winner, I will not appear in front of either of you. When the final result is known, I will come back to follow the winner.

But I want to remind you that the previous Bone King was much stronger than me, and now that he has obtained Oaks' body, he will be even stronger. You have to be careful, he is not like me, who will be affected by friendship. "

"Of course!" Helot stood up and extended his hand to Diara: "I wish you a pleasant journey."

Diara shook hands with Helot: "I wish you can restore all the glory of the Claulund family as soon as possible."

After Helot left the Blood King's underground tomb, Diara immediately packed up and started a long journey, and told the vampires in the tomb that they were not allowed to leave the tomb no matter what happened.

“All decisions must wait until I return.”

At this time, the Deep Hell suffered the betrayal of the Gravekeeper, the death of the King of Hate, the serious injury of the King of Fallen, and the purge of the Gray Light Society. After many battles and attacks, its overall strength has been reduced to the lowest. Without the supplement of vampires, a Bone King can not bring much improvement in strength.

It can be said that the Blood King’s trip this time was equivalent to breaking one of the Bone King’s thighs.

Now we know that if we can drive this parasitic undead out of Oaks' body, we will be able to complete the closure of the Deep Hell.

Helot rushed back to the Covenant City without stopping, and immediately arranged for Melissa to meet with the ordained people, so that they could exchange information with each other and formulate siege strategies.

He continued to lock himself in the workshop of the Weasel Machinery Factory, studying the box of tungsten needles day and night.

As more seals on tungsten needles were opened, more and more power of golden blood was mastered. More of Areister's remaining consciousness was found, making the activated golden shuttles more spiritual.

When a certain number of activated golden shuttles is reached, Helot no longer needs to devote his mental energy to control them. The remaining consciousness of Areister can better control these golden shuttles.

At this time, Helot realized how perverted and terrifying Aresta was. The skills displayed by these golden shuttles in the battle drills can be described as perfect. Not only can the thousand golden shuttles launch a torrential attack, but they can also gather together to form a shield to complete a rapid transition from offense to defense. The ever-changing battle form of gathering and dispersing made Helot, who was training with them, have to admit that he could not win even if he tried his best.

The Golden Shuttle Cluster had a fighting style similar to that of the Perfect Blade, but they gave Helot much more surprises than that.

After all, Helot and the Perfect Blade only have a temporary employment relationship. Without the Blade bloodline, it is impossible to truly control the Perfect Blade, but Aleister's consciousness can control these golden shuttles that are sealed with golden blood.

During another actual combat drill in the family cemetery, the remnants of Aleister's consciousness suddenly fixed all the golden shuttles in the air.

Helot immediately used his mental power to investigate further and found that the remnants of Aleister's consciousness had gradually formed a vague shadow after continuous practice and fusion.

A stronger fighting spirit burst out from the phantom, and the strong fighting intent made all the golden shuttles tremble.

Then the golden shuttles began to piece together and merge, and with the sound of "clang", they quickly formed a set of golden armor, as if worn by an invisible person standing in front of Helot.

The Golden Armor looked a little frail because of the small number of Golden Shuttles, but the aura it exuded was like the return of a king. The Golden Armor stretched out his hand, summoned a golden sword in his hand, and then took a fighting stance towards Helot.

Interesting!

However, Helot did not accept the invitation of Golden Armor. Close combat was not his forte, and the Code of the Old Days had not recovered yet. He could not use the Mercury Armor and the Polar Fire Pattern Fox Tail for the time being. If he could not win, there was no need to fight. Moreover, he needed to concentrate on collecting data on Golden Armor, so he could not go on the field to fight.

Fortunately, Helot has many capable men around him.

So Helot summoned Bresni, Filoro, Howl, and Veron, and took turns to conduct actual combat exercises with the Golden Armor.

The combat effectiveness displayed by the golden armor was beyond Helot's expectations. The absolute strength of this set of armor was lower than that of the four undead, but in actual combat it could handle their one-on-one offense and defense properly, once again making Helot marvel at Areister's combat talent.

If he were still alive, I wonder what kind of powerful man he would become?

Helot couldn't help but feel sorry for Aleister's death.

This research has come to an end. Although great results have been achieved in developing the function of tungsten needles, it has not provided many clues to the truth behind Areister's death.

Fortunately, no clues were found!

As he got to know this genius better, Helot unknowingly developed a sense of mutual respect for Aleister. If he really found a clue, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist exploring further.

That is a black hole that can swallow itself.

Helot shook his head to clear his mind, took out the box and pointed it at the golden armor. The majestic golden armor instantly disintegrated, turning into hair-like tungsten needles that quickly drilled into the box.

After collecting all the tungsten needles, Helot decided to go find Master Laem.

In the battle with Jin Shuttle, without the Old Codex to use, Helot always felt that he had power but couldn't use it. Seeing that the hunt for the Deep Hell was about to begin, he didn't want to have any unexpected accidents because of the Old Codex's greed.

The Old Code must be restored as soon as possible.

I wonder if Master Laem has any solution.