"No one can say for sure what will happen in the future. Catherine finally spoke, "Your request sounds too simplistic. ”

The skeleton touched its forehead with some nerve-wracking, making a "clacking" grinding sound. "Then you don't go. "But I can tell you that the soil in that spirit world, called soul soil, is a raw material for building the anchor world. If you're going to build your own anchor world in the future, you'll definitely need soul soil. ”

"I will collect it when I have the opportunity in the future. Catherine took a deep breath, "I have a rough idea of how to use the walking chart, and now I have to go to the spirit world of the blood beast." If I return safely, I will consider going to that lost soul world. ”

Catherine turned her head into the depths of the starry sky, stepped out and disappeared.

The skeleton looked at where Catherine had disappeared and sat cross-legged. He has no choice, because the chess of life has stimulated the enchantment world, he can't calculate the path for the time being when he runs out of power, and he can't even go back to his "world of sand and water".

However, there is one thing that Bones is not telling the truth, and the stimulation of the enchantment world is not completely spontaneous. Although Catherine suddenly appeared in front of the skeleton, he still had enough time to react and make a judgment that could immediately stop the excitation. What's more, after the enchantment world that stimulates the chess game of life, the bones will have no means of self-protection in the ultimate domain, and if they encounter an emergency, they will be in danger.

For example, the place where the bones are staying now is very unsafe, not only are there many secret doors nearby, but they may also encounter some powerful souls from the depths of the Ultimate Domain. But the bones must wait here, and the inability to use the chess pieces of life is one reason, and the figure that appears in the distance is another.

The figure that came was really just a shadow of the Dao, or a shadow at all. A dark shadow walks in the starry sky, sometimes visible and sometimes disappearing. Disappearing is not that the shadow really disappears, but that the shadow is the shadow, only a thin layer, a layer thinner than paper. Once the shadow and the line of sight are in a straight line, the shadow becomes a black line. How can you see a black line in the starry sky?

But the skeleton could see the shadow, and even if he occasionally lost its trace, he knew that the shadow was coming towards him. So the bones are not in a hurry, he is willing to wait, and the longer he waits, the faster the chess of life will recover.

It's a pity that the shadow didn't intend to keep the bones waiting.

"You got it?" the figure approached the skeleton, a pitch-black mass as if a piece had been ripped away from the starry sky.

"Got it. The skeleton stared at the ever-changing chess pieces in the chess game of life, and suddenly took out a yellow orb, "This is the soul breath of that devil." ”

The figure held out his hand.

The skeleton did not immediately hand him the yellow orb. "You promised me to tell me the whereabouts of my people. ”

"You also promised me to give me the breath of the devil's soul. The figure looked strong and snatched the yellow orb.

The yellow orb shattered in the figure's hand, turning into a faint pale yellow aura that melted into the darkness of the shadow.

"You should know that the decision of this council is above all else, and you and I are just executors. The figure received the soul breath, and his tone softened, "The result of my divination will not be wrong, this devil knows the whereabouts of your people." ”

After speaking, the figure turned to leave, but he took two steps and turned back and asked, "The devil is the source of the unknown, do you really plan to deal with the devil in the ultimate realm?"

The skeleton stood up, and the chess game of life could calculate the path again. "How many years have we known each other?" the skeleton asked rhetorically.

"Fifty years, or more. The figure replied.

"It's fifty-seven years. The skeleton said, "In fifty-seven years, have you seen any other of my people join the Psychic Temple?"

"Nope. The figure shook his head, "There are very few people who could have joined, and there are no more than five new members in the last hundred years." ”

"What about the last five hundred years?" the skeleton sighed, "Don't say five hundred years, looking at the thousands of years of history of the Psychic Temple, I am the only one. Do you understand, this is fate, how can I not think about the fate of my people?"

The figure didn't speak, acquiescing to the skeleton statement. He lingered no longer and soon disappeared into the starry sky.

The skeleton watched the figure go away, and looked down at the chess piece of life in his hand. Out of nowhere, a yellow chess piece ran out, moving irregularly on the chessboard.

Hope hadn't gone too far, and the skeleton sighed to himself. He walked slowly in the starry sky, stopping every few steps to observe the movement of the yellow chess pieces. It doesn't seem to go far by walking and stopping like this, but it seems to consume a lot of mental energy from the bones. He finally sat down cross-legged, his whole body lying together, as if gasping for air.

After resting for a while, the skeleton no longer gasped, and he looked at the chess piece of life with some hesitation. Although the countless pieces on the board are moving and changing, the yellow pieces are always firmly in the center of the board.

Opening the secret door to the strange world of souls means unknown dangers. Even a powerful soul like Skeleton, who has established an anchor world in the Ultimate Domain, has never tried to enter the strange soul world through a secret door.

But it was a rare opportunity, a chance to find his people, given to him by one of the most powerful soothsayers on the Western Continent, an "old friend" he had known for fifty-seven years. You can't go wrong with the results of divination!

This opportunity is also a metaphor for the unprecedented danger, even if you can return safely from that strange spirit world, the danger still follows, because the bones have to deal with the devil.

Devil, something I haven't heard of in years, this word is a bit awkward to pronounce. The skeleton had to hesitate, as the only sacred mountain shaman of the barbarian clan, he shouldered the burden of protecting the whole clan. He had been carrying this burden for two hundred years.

Is it 200 years? Not too short. If you want to explore the Ultimate Realm further, you must hand over this burden. The skeleton suddenly made up his mind, and the chess piece of life in his hand immediately moved rapidly, and the chess pieces climbed into the air from the chessboard one by one, and soon outlined the shape of a door. The yellow piece floated into the middle of the door.

The skeleton stretched out his hand and gently grasped the yellow chess piece, and the whole hand fell into nothingness. Red threads spread out of the void and crept up his arms. It can't be wrong, the secret door has been opened, he didn't hesitate any longer, and stepped out and walked into the door firmly, disappearing into nothingness in an instant.

Red sky, red ground, red mountains, red rivers. The red eyes were fierce and fierce, like blood and fire. This is what the bones see behind the door.