Chapter Forty-Nine: I, Night Silence, a puppet with no feelings
"Kaka" Ye Mo came to the rune puppet and stripped off the armor and helmet on its body three times and five by two, revealing its true face.
"This is ......" Ye Mo was a little shocked when he saw the true face of the rune puppet.
In Ye Mo's understanding, rune puppets should be purely man-made machines, made of special steel combined with runes, formation studies, and puppetry.
But the main body of the rune puppet in front of me is used...... Corpse!
This kind of behavior can be said to be an absolute cult behavior in the Divine Realm camp, and it will be judged as a heresy, even if it is placed in the Abyss Camp, only a very small number of extreme forces will do this kind of thing.
After all, those big families in the abyss often attach great importance to superficial aristocratic demeanor, and only vulgar people can do such things as fiddling with corpses.
This kind of thinking has penetrated into the bones of many self-proclaimed noble and elegant abyssal magnates, and under this concept, they will only maintain limited respect when facing the Lucifer family, who started by manipulating death and fiddling with the undead.
Even though the Lucifer family is already the Nine Princes of the Abyss, due to its strong strength, most of these "nobles" may not say anything in front of them, but they will secretly "puff" behind their backs, scolding "rotten and dirty bugs".
Of course, Ye Mo wouldn't think so, the moment he saw this corpse, in addition to a little discomfort, what welled up in his mind was more admiration for the designer's exquisite ideas.
Ye Mo deviated from the core of the Augustine family since he was a child, and did not undergo the so-called "aristocratic education", although after awakening the blood of death at the age of eight, he mastered a little bit of family power and learned a lot of "aristocratic code of conduct".
But at that time, the three views of night silence had already taken shape, and it was destined to be not on the same road as the traditional descendants of the Augustinian family.
In Ye Mo's thinking, anything that is beneficial to oneself and has no or limited damage to others is worth doing.
Therefore, he did not reject the necromancy that could improve his strength, as long as he did not take the initiative to create undead, and it was not impossible to "waste" the existing necromancer.
Therefore, he does not have any special antipathy to the rune golem made of undead, but instead has an appreciation for the designer of the rune golem.
That person is definitely a genius, and he can actually combine puppetry and necromancy, and he is ashamed of his attainments in these two disciplines alone.
However, Ye Mo only looked at it a few times and stopped researching, and now that time was pressing, he couldn't waste it on this kind of thing.
Enduring the discomfort, Ye Mo put the puppet's armor on himself, he didn't feel it when he saw the corpse before, but now he felt sick to his stomach when he thought that he was actually wearing a dead man's clothes.
But there was no way, if he wanted not to alarm the guards here, he could only use this method.
After putting on his clothes and encapsulating the runes on his armor, Ye Mo learned the movements of the rune puppet and began to walk towards the pool of blood.
Nothing was wrong with the whole process, perhaps because there had been no intruders here for so long that they let their guard down, and even the three monks who were standing on the watchtower didn't notice anything wrong.
Ye Mo blended into the army of rune puppets so smoothly.
Following the patrolling army of rune puppets, Ye Mo began to peek around the blood pool, looking for traces of the Flower of Friction.
"Carl, what kind of 'rule fragment' did you think the president said was really that amazing?"
"Who knows, I've heard that the road to the inner layer of the cemetery is involved, but I think it's a hoodoo thing, and several brothers have died trying to salvage it. ”
The two goblin-hunting ghost union members were chatting with each other, and Ye Mo, who heard their conversation, became interested and was actually discussing the rules fragments?
"But no, how can this blood pool be so easy to enter? The brothers can't even stand it before they even enter the core. ”
"Alas, when it comes to this, I feel afraid, won't it be our turn next time?
"Then what can be done? The day we entered this fortress we should be enlightened, and in my opinion, the president had no intention of letting us out again. ”
"Be careful!" Karl's face grimaced, "Have you forgotten the president's supernatural powers? ”
When the man heard this, he was immediately silenced, and a frightened expression appeared on his face: "It can't be so evil, right?"
"Why not? Don't forget that the president's surname is 'Stuart', and he inherits the blood of the Abyss Devil. Bob, do you know that?"
"You know, isn't that unlucky guy who was recently devoured by the Abyss Worm?"
"Then why do you think that with the strength of his early position, he died at the hands of a second-order abyss worm? And there has never been an abyssal creature in the fortress, why did it suddenly appear that day?"
"yes, why?" the man noticed the mystery at Karl's mentions.
On the side, Karl said mysteriously: "Have you forgotten that just a few minutes before he died, he just told us that he complained that the president was too cruel and let his brother enter the pool of blood for nothing to die?"
"Is that because of this?" the man was incredulous.
"That's it!" Carl affirmed, answering the man's doubts, and after answering the man's doubts, Carl glanced at Ye Mo, "Alas, Zike, do you think this puppet seems to have stayed here for a while?"
"If you say that, it seems like that, so I can't think it's out of energy, right? I'll check it out. ”
With that, the monk named Zik jumped down from the goblin trap and quickly walked towards Yemo.
Soon, Ye Mo had already heard the other party's gradually approaching footsteps: "Da, da"
Every step was like stepping on Ye Mo's heart, and at the critical moment, Ye Mo suddenly pounced forward.
Restrained from the instinctive reaction of reaching out, Ye Mo was like a puppet with a stiff posture, allowing his face to come into close contact with the ground.
"Bang-" The shock force from the armor made Ye Mo's face and abdomen ache for a while.
However, this behavior has had a considerable effect, at least when Zike approaches, he sees a rune golem tripped over a vine on the ground.
And when Ye Mo learned the puppet's movements, slowly got up from the ground with a little stiffness and sluggishness, and then moved forward like a cold and ruthless machine without bending his legs, Zike's doubts were completely dispelled, and if he could walk, it meant that he was not short of energy.
"Cut, I thought something was wrong, it turned out that I was tripped by the grass, and Marda's stinky fart guy kept boasting that his puppet was more flexible than humans, and as a result, he couldn't even cross the grass. Zike scolded.
"Okay, I don't know if you just can't get used to that little white face, since the puppet is fine, go back to your post quickly, tomorrow will be the day of the president's inspection. ”
"Got it. Zike replied impatiently, and his figure faded away from Yemo's eyes.