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Chapter 107 Someone picked up my bones

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    The palace looks like a skull, only magnified many times. Flying in from the two eye sockets is a huge space, which is almost the same proportion as the brain cavity. A purple gold skeleton with missing right hand is sitting on the throne.  .

    ?????????? Who else could it be besides Jiangu Locke? There is only one Zijin Mourning, the strongest undead creature under the king. If there is no king, then Jiangu Locke is the well-deserved undead king.

    "It's a pity that there can only be one king.

    "Why are Locke's bones here? Didn't you say that he died together with the Seraphim? Piero lied." Privately, Negris still used to call Anthony the name of the Black Warrior Emperor.

    A closer look revealed that although Locke¡¯s skeleton was intact, it was not in a good condition. The surface was full of small holes, like severe osteoporosis.

    If it is an ordinary skeleton, a thousand years have passed, and this state is normal. However, this is a body that has been mourned. Even if it is soaked in water every day in a swamp, it cannot be rotten like this. It should be a solid bone.  Locke continued to suffer damage from certain forces after his death.

    Ange tapped the skeleton with his little finger, and when it clicked, a little holy light flashed like a spark.

    As expected, the power of the Holy Light still remains.

    Nigris clicked his tongue and marveled: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk, it is indeed a tough bone Locke. He has withstood the damage of the holy light for more than a thousand years and did not fall apart. His enemies are also powerful. The power of the holy light has remained for a thousand years. I don't know why."  It¡¯s not left behind by the six-winged archangel.¡±

    Ange raised the holy light and slowly wiped it on Locke's bones.

    "Uh, um, sir, didn't you say that Holy Light hurts? You still wipe it with Holy Light?" Luther didn't quite understand the difference between Holy Light and Holy Light.

    "Ange's Holy Light is different from the ones on Locke, and the thoughts of Yun Nian are different, but their power attributes are the same, and they can be diluted and neutralized. For example, if you are stung by someone, then use water to remove it.  If you drink it, you won't feel sick anymore," Nigris explained.

    Luther¡¯s face wrinkled: ¡°I think your metaphor is disgusting.¡±

    Holy light can neutralize holy light. After Ange wiped it, there was almost no trace of holy light left on Locke, and there was no sizzling sound to the touch.

    Ange touched it, and a message suddenly poured into Ange's soul: "Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!"

    Ange seemed to hear Locke¡¯s voice, rumbling in his soul like thunder, accompanied by a huge and unfamiliar face and a strange breath.

    The message left by Locke was to kill this face and the creature with this kind of aura, and it should be left to his people. It probably never imagined that a thousand years later, the person who came to its temple would be  A vegetable gardening skeleton.

    So Ange didn¡¯t care about this information at all, but used his own Locke¡¯s hand to hold Locke¡¯s arm, and soul energy poured in.

    No response, can¡¯t drive.

    ??Okay, but even if it can be driven, Ange does not plan to replace it with Locke's skeleton, because the state of this mourning body is really bad. If it doesn't take two steps to break the bone, it will be bad.

    Move Locke¡¯s skeleton outside, find a big bucket, curl it up and put it in.

    Luther was shocked: "Uh, sir, wouldn't you use it to go to the bar?"

    It is said that in the main material plane, some indigenous people use various plants and animals to make wine. It is said that it can nourish the body. Could it be that Mr. Ange can do the same?

    "Wine, what is it?" Ange asked in confusion.

    There are a lot of resting liquids stored in large wooden barrels, which are sealed and stored.  However, after the breath of death reaches saturation, even if the lid is opened, the liquid of rest will not disperse quickly.

    Anyway, there is no soul in Locke's skeleton, so there is no need to leave it open. After pouring the Resting Liquid, he closed the lid, hoping that the Resting Liquid in the bucket can repair Locke's skeleton.

    A somewhat bored Luther asked Ange: "Sir, when did we leave here? We have been hiding here for half a month. Those pursuers should have left."

    "Half a month? If you keep hiding" Ange wanted to hide for a few more decades. Anyway, he has been here for more than a thousand years and has land to farm, so he won't be bored.

    But before he finished speaking, he felt something and said, "Someone touched my bones." Then he disappeared.

    No high-intensity search operation can last for half a month, especially when there are no clues and the assassin is likely to escape thousands of miles away. The manpower of all parties to search has long been dispersed, and only some key intersections are set up.  Go down the checkpoint and check the passengers coming and going.

    ??????????????? However, from the time the level was set up, it wasn¡¯t just about interrogating assassins.

    ordinaryOne of them volunteered and said, "I'll go." He immediately ran away and disappeared.

    A group of people are making fun of an old lame man, how can they feel any sympathy or guilt at all.

    Old John didn¡¯t know that he had gotten into trouble. When he got home, he started digging a hole and buried the skeleton he had picked up. While burying it, he murmured:

    "O traveler who has died in a foreign land, let me find you a resting place. I wish your soul peace. I hope you can go to the kingdom of immortality and enjoy endless lifespan forever, no more hunger and pain"

    After the burial, he didn't build any tombstones or anything like that. He just took an elder and planted it. He claimed to grow elders, but that kind of medicine could not be grown by pharmacists. How could an old cripple like him do it?  What can be planted is just an excuse. There is a corpse in every piece of ground.

    This is one of his obsessions. As for why he does this, it is all because of an incident when he was young.  The incident was so miserable that he couldn't bear to recall it. From then on, whenever he encountered corpses lying on the roadside, he tried his best to bury them.

    He sighed and was about to stand up. Where the skeleton had just been buried, a gray hand bone suddenly stuck out of the ground. Old John was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

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