The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Accepting the bet, Luzius launched the detection magic and began to work.Since recovering, not to mention Arecio, even he hasn't been able to stretch his muscles properly.Ten thousand years ago is really very different from ten thousand years later. As camp leaders who grew up in the flames of war, he and Aresio possessed power beyond imagination.

The long chain was pulled tight, and the vampire wandered around him.Luzius soon found some traces, tugged at the chain, and Alessio swayed back.

"What did you find?"

"Well, here."

After cleaning up the sediment on the bottom of the sea, what appeared in front of them was a fortified door of white bones, which just confirmed Alessio's previous guess.

There is only one question before them now...

"It's time for you to use undead magic." Luzius said, but Alessio was stunned.

"But I don't know how to use undead magic."

"...Aren't you a dark creature?"

"Don't all dark creatures know how to use undead magic? I have mastered blood, shadow, space and spirit, which is considered a talent!" Arecio said in disbelief.

Luzius took notes silently in his heart. He had seen Aresio's shadow magic before, and that button is still embedded in his notes; the power of blood is the talent of the blood race, and it has many branches. I don't know that Aresio Which type does Western Europe belong to? As for space and spirit, it should be mastered by Alessio himself, and it is indeed a sharp weapon that can be far and near.

The last is the so-called [domain]. Judging from the previous wording, Aresio's domain is not small, and it needs to be observed.

Alessio didn't know that the opponent was estimating his combat power, and he had an idea in a flash.

"Don't you try to use undead magic?"

Luzius looked at him expressionlessly.Arecio's thinking is really amazing. How did he think of letting the holy man of the temple use undead magic?

"How could I have the aptitude for undead magic?"

"How did you learn the lesson of elemental affinity?" Arecio despised this statement, "Everyone has the aptitude for magic of any attribute, but some are prominent, and some are too weak to be revealed... …No! You must know! You just don’t want to use it!”

Luzius' eyes drifted slightly.

"Quick, I remember the spell, you can use it." Aresio said threateningly, "Cross this psychological barrier, maybe you are a hidden full-attribute mage!"

At Alessio's insistence, Ruzius could only try.The blood clan lightly recited a spell, which should have been learned from his old friend Lich.Luzius remembered that when his fingertips touched the door of bones, he was ready to fail in casting spells all the time.

Arecio is right, but elemental affinity is related to the success rate of magic.The children selected from the temple have always been full of bright attributes, and their low undead magic suitability is really not worth mentioning.

Perhaps after several failures, Alessio would naturally give up... Thinking of this, Luzius silently recited the incantation.

The wandering water waves stagnated slightly, and then, the Gate of Bones roared, and it succeeded in one attempt!Luzius was slightly startled, but Aresio, who was beside him, walked in happily, and vaguely heard his voice.

"You're not very..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and Luzius also sank into the door in an instant. The scene before him made him understand the silence of the blood race.

Sure enough, it was the Sea of ​​Undead. If there was a supplement to be added, it should be "remains".

A large group of soul butterflies fluttered gracefully in the water, their blue and beautiful wings were built like white bones, the water did not affect them, they were still ghost-like creatures in essence between the virtual and the real.Soul butterflies swarmed around among the huge remaining skeletons. The dark water bottom was illuminated by their cold light, so there was almost no need to continue using night vision magic.

Arecio didn't speak, he descended, and the soul butterfly flew up and surrounded him.Luzius also descended to the same height, and the soul butterflies immediately flew away like pinching their noses.

Luzius: ...that's discrimination.

Arecio unceremoniously laughed at the despised saint, and finally, like a saint, he stretched out his hand and asked for his cloak.

"Put it on for a while, and those butterflies won't hate you anymore."

Putting on the saint's cloak, Aresio glides down lightly in the water. He surveyed the surroundings, and sure enough, he saw several gaps at the edge.

"The crown may have come out from here." As he said, he filled up the gap casually, and continued to speak to the saint who had not recovered the memory related to the sea of ​​undead.

"This is not the complete sea of ​​undead, only about one-tenth of the area is left."

Luzius could imagine how magnificent the sea of ​​undead was in its heyday in the past.

"You don't intend to expose the existence here?"

"Of course not. I want to give Lucy the right to choose. She is the heir here. All I care about is the role this place can play in the asylum and conservation center."

Especially when Lucy is fully awakened, one tenth of the remains of the Sea of ​​Undead is enough to become the strongest fortress in the conservation center.

Alessio lowered his head and searched for what he wanted in the pile of fragmented bones under the huge bones. The bones here have been warmed by the power of darkness, powerful and easy to manipulate. Unfortunately, many of them are incomplete. Lucy has not yet integrated non-kind The ability of bones.He searched for a long time before he found the skeleton of a lizard with one front paw missing, full of sharp teeth, and seemed very fierce in life.

This is good, he remembered that this kind of lizard looked no bigger than a palm, but it could actually bite off half of a person's head with its mouth open.

He put the skeleton in his pocket, ready as a gift.It just so happened that the cloak was almost stained with the power of darkness on his body. The saint put the cloak back on, and the soul butterflies really didn't hate him anymore. Although the two Arecio's breath made them a little confused, the pure soul butterflies still started. Happy heart turns around the saint.

Luzius stretched out his hand and poked one of them over. The Soul Butterfly felt aggrieved by being poked, but still moved over.

Alessi is really... very popular.

When he was bored to bully the deceived butterflies, Aresio had already found a good position and was waving at him.It was the upturned tail of a giant crocodile, which was permanently fixed in this posture. Alessio sat on the end of the tail and watched the neuropathy sit next to him. He didn't know whether he was relieved or regretful:

"I didn't find Helgodon... The bones of the werewolf king may have been annihilated along with the remaining nine tenths." Having said that, Arecio smiled faintly, "Actually, I'm a little bit uncomfortable. Dare to see him, if I had..."

Luzius quietly looked at his drooping eyelashes, and was about to say something when some images suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was a snowy region that was always blizzarded, and he left alone the checkpoint set up by the temple in the west, hoping to seek a slim chance of meeting his fateful enemy.After those two meetings, there was always a fire burning in his heart all the time. He couldn't wait, and he was willing to try even the most dismissive luck.

Goddess of Luck took pity on him, and he met.

The wind and snow howled, and the seriously injured blood race came staggeringly.Fighting against the three main armies of the Silver Crusade by himself, even if he is a prince of three generations, he is close to running out of fuel at this moment.But the blood race was still walking, and instead of finding a safe place to hide, they walked all the way from the front to here at the great risk of being discovered.

The blood clan raised his eyes and saw the hunter standing still, the wolf cub in his arms whimpering weakly due to the cold and hunger.

【Are you here to kill me? 】The blood race said quietly, shaking unsteadily, 【Only this time not, get out of the way. 】

The hunter remained motionless, he saw the cub in the blood clan's arms.This should be the child of the werewolf king. The temple paid a huge price to besiege and kill the werewolf king Helgodon and queen Corcinia successively.

Seriously injured vampire, the new king of werewolves... He may only have such a chance in this life.

Seeing him not moving, the blood clan was completely enraged, he covered the wolf cub and rushed towards the hunter!

【Step aside! ! ! 】

Fengxue then let out a violent roar, as if responding to the blood clan's decisive attack at this moment!Flying snowflakes splashed onto Luzius' eyelashes, and he blinked slowly, but the villages of frontier residents in the snow region that had been slaughtered and the head of a wolf cub hung up for public display passed through his eyes... …

He didn't run away.

The blood race was seriously injured and refused to use Corcinia's blood to replenish it. This blow did not kill him, but made him roll more than ten meters in the snow.His viscera were throbbing with pain. He inhaled slowly and exhaled slowly. He didn't know how long it took to forcefully get up. The first thing he saw was the direction of the blood race.

The blood race fell down in the snow, and the wailing of the wolf cub was the only sound other than the wind.

He coughed up blood and walked over.The blood clan who had lost consciousness was very quiet. He leaned over beside the blood clan and pulled out the hunting knife that he carried with him. The bright blade light was almost submerged in the wind and snow.Holding the knife, he stood still for a long time.

This is what he wants, this is what he should want.

However, he coughed violently, and the hunting knife fell, wiping a line of blood on the vampire's cheek.He could hardly stop coughing, and in his shaking eyes, it was the appearance of the vampire's bat wings flying towards the silver cross that day.

He finally lowered his head, and said hoarsely in the ear of the blood race:

[Go east. 】

Then he staggered to his feet, and with a slight sound of wind, the cloak that was originally on him had already fallen on the vampire.Heavy snow was still falling, falling on the pure white cloak of the same color, gradually covering up those golden thorns.The wolf cub no longer whimpered, probably because he felt warm, and made two low and comfortable "woo hoots", and was buried in the blood clan's arms without moving.

In the warmth brought by the cloak, the eyelashes of the blood clan trembled a few times, and the figure of the hunter who turned away from him was completely submerged in the wind and snow.

The memory ended in an instant, and Luzius raised his eyes again, amidst the fluttering soul butterflies, he said softly.

"You don't have to feel ashamed to see him, at least, you saved his child."

Aresio suddenly turned to look at him.

"You remember?"

"Ah."

He remembered everything that happened on that snowy land.Including in the end, he was not blamed when he returned from serious injuries, but returned to the temple to make a statement after staying in the snowy region for another month or two.

The saint wore a new cloak, gleaming with golden brambles, and a hunting knife at his side.He quietly lowered his eyes to his teacher, the presentation was coming to an end.

[The pawn among the werewolves supported by us has been confirmed dead.Helgodon's father and son returned and became the new king, but he was still too young to be transformed into a human form. 】

He raised his eyes again, his sky-colored pupils were quiet, but a ball of fire gradually danced in his eyes.

[...Arecio, regent. 】