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Inside the huge castle with a spire and tower, there is a magnificent palace. The palace is made up of thick stone pillars, and the ground and top are large, monolithic stone slabs. Stylistically, it resembles the ruins of the ancient courts of the human kingdom.

Oooo

The crisp sound of the bone palms landing on the stone slab was heard far away, and a figure in a black robe with a little carrion stuck to the surface of the skull stood up from its seat. Beside him, stood a skeleton of medium stature burning with purple soul fire.

"I'm proposing - arrest Spike Calvin, this guy is still restless in the realm of men! With regard to the Karthus Agreement with humanity, I am worried that he will cause unnecessary trouble. ”

After looking around the long strip of conference tables, "Rotten Skull" said with a serious expression.

"Any proof, Angus?"

At the other end of the bar table, a "lich" with a rickety figure and a deep voice asked. He sat in a constant position, holding a staff in his left hand, the length of which exceeded his stature, the blue-gray body of the staff, with a simple and mysterious pattern carved on it, and a large gem encased in a splicing of human skull fragments.

[Scepter of Scourge Sovereign]!

If the otaku were present, they would have been recognizable - this is one of the few artifacts in the world of Ellandia, unique in number, scary in additional stats, and with an extremely rare aura effect.

From the launch of the game to the end of the fourth version of [Scarlet Chaos], the wielder of the [Scepter of Scourge] is Eddie Grigory, an old lich who was born when he has been sitting in the position of Speaker of the Council of the Dead for a long time, and has never wavered.

A chilling gaze shot through his golden soul fire, and the old lich Eddie stared at Angus, the "carrion skull". In the Council of the Dead, any proposal or decision must be based on sufficient, realistic evidence, or a reasonable analysis of the state of affairs. This rule has been established since Eddie Gregory's ascension to the throne, and the already chaotic Dill has gradually become a unified and relatively orderly and powerful state.

"Mist of Will! Spike unleashes the Fog of Will in Nogo! ”

Angus took a bundle of scrolls of unknown material from the skeletal attendant beside him, and unfolded it abruptly—as the incantation in his mouth whispered, a dynamic, clear and realistic picture came to life.

Throughout the long table of the conference, and even in the palace, the eyes of the eyes were suddenly focused on the picture - a lich in a black cloak fiddled in a gloomy room with a pile of flasks, test tubes, and some strangely shaped vessels carved from fine crystal, and with the nimble movements of his bony fingers, blue flames curled up from the lamp containing the corpse oil, and various powders of different sizes and colors began to be mixed and heated in proportion, and some transparent liquid was poured in, shaken, and stirred...... The end result of the experiment was a vial of a viscous liquid of dark gold and psychedelic colors.

After encapsulating the goo into a small, thin glass bottle, the lich in the cloak wrapped a string around it and hung the glass bottle on the owl's legs—

The picture suddenly switched, in the twilight sunset, the owl swept its wings, landed on the branch in a gliding attitude, its beak broke through the package, and the dark golden viscous liquid sprinkled from the bottle in the air as soon as it came into contact, and instantly turned into light blue smoke-

"Bloody Dreams - What the hell does Spike want to do!"

Someone, no, there's an undead screaming.

"No, no- Spike isn't releasing a bloody dream, it's a fog of will, have you paid attention to his experiments?"

Closing the scroll and placing it back in the hands of the skeleton attendant beside him, Angus shook his finger and looked at the undead councillors at the bar table.

"There aren't so many kinds of reagents needed for bloody dreams."

"Judging from the selection of drugs and the test steps, it is indeed a fog of will."

"But Spike has been expelled by us, is it appropriate to get him back?"

……

"Silence!"

Eddie Gregory, leader of Dir, speaker of the Council of the Dead, and wielder of the Scepter of the Scourge, slammed the staff to the floor and shouted, "The facts are confirmed, Angus's proposal works. Arrest Spike Calvin now! ”

In line with the principle of the Law of the Council of the Dead, "the proposer and the executor must not be the same person or in close relationship", the old lich Eddie made a personnel arrangement, and to his left, a tall knight over two meters in length answered the call.

A face as innocent as a living being, with no pupils, replaced by a silver soul fire. The "Knight of the Broken Sword", one of the nineteen seats in the Council of the Dead, Stuart Tony. As the pinnacle of the [Transcendent Realm] in this period, he became the executor of this operation. In the face of Spike, a former member of the Council of the Dead, there are not many candidates available to Eddie, but Stuart, the "Knight of the Broken Sword", is strong enough to ensure the success of the arrest operation.

"Angus, you are really willing to pay for it! Even the Impressionist scroll was used...... Ho ho ...... Was your flesh growth trial successful? Don't you feel very uncomfortable when the wet pieces of meat hang on your body? ”

……

It's very uncomfortable.

This is a portrayal of Alyssa Cecilia's mood at the moment. The white jade-like fingertips carefully touched her cheeks from time to time, and the unevenness and roughness that passed on made her tremble, and she raised her head again, and the knight asked a question that she had asked at least 180 times: "Isn't it ugly?" ”

Cody nodded sincerely to express his opinion, and then, he was slapped on the shoulder by Lars.

"Alyssa, don't worry too much. I've seen the wound, it's not a big deal, it's just a scratch through the epidermis. When we get to Afron, we can go to the Church of the Holy Radiance. ”

Lars comforted kindly.

But the knight was still worried, and a woman's nature, which cared about her face, was on full play at this moment—the hazy mist in her eyes had not yet dissipated. In the sound of heavy footsteps, I don't know how long the night has passed, the rain of the summer night has gradually passed, the sky is slightly bright, and it has entered the dawn of the day.

Along the way, Lars and Cody, as well as their knightly minions, spoke very little. The battle at night was undoubtedly a complete failure for the three reserve members of the Iris Knights - "exterminate the undead", but they did not leave a single bone, but many of their own side were wounded, and if they were seen by their companions, they would easily be laughed at.

However, the focus of Alyssa's low mood was not on this—asking the same question for the 181st time, and after receiving the 181st reassurance from Lars, Miss Knight reached out and wiped away her tears, clenching her teeth.

The strongest anger in her life in 17 years burned vigorously in her heart - damn skeletons, they will never let you go!