Chapter 56. The king was angry

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The world used to be chaotic.

At that time, there was no concept of borders.

Men and women live together happily, and they break up unhappily. Yin and Yang are all in the world, and there is no difference between them.

With the awakening of human intelligence, the consciousness of the territory appeared, and the boundaries became important.

Later, there were two worlds, yin and yang, and they all thought they were enemies.

The yang world calls the underworld a demon, and the underworld calls the yang world a pseudo.

The evil in the name of righteousness, the good that the strong do not want, are nourished by the intellect, day and night.

The king of the underworld has accumulated the wrath of the ancients, intending to burn the sun to ashes.

Therefore, those who accumulate bones in the yang world defend the realm of yin and yang.

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The so-called "bone tattooer" is a person who embroiders charms on the bones of the whole body.

The first generation of bone tattooers is no longer available, leaving only legends.

Legend has it that he took 9,999 lonely brave men to the underworld in the flesh to hunt down the demon king. That battle killed the souls of the underworld dissipated, the thousand demons fell, and the eight kings disappeared.

In that war, for every comrade who died, he engraved the name of that comrade on his bones. In the end, a total of 10,000 people went to the underworld, and he was the only one who returned to the underworld, and all his body was destroyed, except for one skeleton. After the skeleton returned, it was blessed by the world, reborn in the flesh, married and had children. Hundreds of years later, the Demon King of the Netherworld broke through the barriers of the two realms and wanted to seek revenge on his descendants. Unexpectedly, his bloodline inherited his bone pattern, awakened his ability, and killed the demon king at the Yin and Yang Boundary Monument.

Because the world was almost completely destroyed by the Yin soldiers in that war, the king of people ordered the high priest to study the art of bone tattooing, and the names of the ten thousand heroic souls became a talisman to protect the world.

After several generations of priests' research, the art of bone tattooing was finally studied.

Later generations gradually became a secret and great community: the Tattooers.

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Above.

Just one of the many legends about the "Tattooer".

Not to mention Sagir, even the well-informed Professor Cheng really experienced the "soul state" for the first time.

Then I saw Xiao Yu, the whole person became transparent, and a pattern charm appeared on the bones.

Xiao Yu's body jumped, jumped onto the stone platform, reached out to pick up Sagir's body, jumped to Professor Cheng's side, put down Sagir, and then drew a circle on the ground with the sickle in his hand.

This circle just encloses the three of them in the center.

And after her movements were over, the armor soldiers around her gradually adapted to the body of the dry corpse, and surrounded the three of them with weapons in their hands. It's just that the circle that Xiao Yu drew on the ground began to glow, gradually forming an inverted hemispherical shape, enveloping the three of them inside.

The light seemed to be quite fearful to the armorers, some like wolves fearing a campfire, and they swam around the three of them anxiously and fiercely.

Finally, one of the armor soldiers was the first to swing his weapon and launched an attack on the three of them!

"Buzz ......"

The long sword in the soldier's hand struck the glowing semicircle and was bounced away. And there was a light in the shield that spread up along the weapon, directly transmitted to the armor soldier who launched the attack, emitting an incandescent light, causing the armor soldier's body to collapse instantly!

"Buzz...... Airplanes...... Buzz ......"

These armorers didn't seem to be afraid of damage, and more weapons were attacking them, and the semicircular light, like an energy shield in a science fiction movie, guarded them firmly. At the same time, light was constantly transmitted back to the armorers, crumbling their withered bodies.

However, from the outside, more soldiers rushed into the palace, they were not afraid of death (they seemed to be dead, so they were even more fearless), many of the soldiers did not have weapons in their hands, but just jumped into the air like wild beasts, and directly broke themselves on the circular shield, and then the shattered bodies turned into black dust and scattered on the ground.

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Obviously, Xiao Yu's maintenance of this semicircular shield is not without loss. She held the scythe in both hands, and the spells on her bones flickered on and off, as if the frequency between light and dark was accelerating.

It's like a person's breathing, from long and calm, to rapid and rapid.

In this way, when the charm on her bones flickered to a certain limit, Xiao Yu let out a miserable scream.

A spell on her arm bone suddenly turned into a ball of flame, which then melted the light of the flame into her body, and the mask regained its original long frequency.

It's just that the burned place, the spell is gone forever.

However, a steady stream of soldiers rushed over, throwing their bodies on the shield of light and shattering. Not long after, Xiao Yu let out another scream, and the spell on the other bone burned.

She was using the method of burning the bone charm to maintain the energy of this shield.

"Xiaoyu, you won't be able to last long like this. If you can escape if you give up on us, run away. Professor Cheng shouted to Xiao Yu.

"I can't escape."

Xiao Yu's voice was very steady, as if he was explaining the ordinary trivial matter of "there is no food in the refrigerator".

"If you can hold on for a little longer, you can consume them more." Xiao Yu simply added. Look at what she means, that is, before the three of them are finished, try to pull as much back as possible.

Xiao Yu's bones were full of charms, and there were hundreds of them at a cursory glance. If one burns every minute or two, the soldiers who attack the shield at the cost of shattering themselves will have to lose thousands.

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"Huh...... Hehehe...... Hehehehehe......"

A loud and cruel laugh came from the direction of the throne on the stone platform.

The corpse of King Xu, who was sitting on the throne with one hand on his cheek, slowly sat up straight, supported the armrest with both hands, and stood up.

With this sound, all the attacking soldiers stopped their attacks, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

King Xu's right hand slowly raised, and he grabbed the golden shelf on his side, and with a "whew", the broad sword in the middle flew into his hand quickly.

Then, King Yu let out a roar like a beast, holding the broad sword with both hands, his body suddenly jumped high, leaping more than ten meters in the air, like a cannonball, slashing down towards the light shield that protected the three of them!

"Buzz ......"

It was like a big stone falling into the water, and the entire shield was covered with a layer of violent ripples.

This time, Xiao Yu didn't even scream.

A large spell burned on her body in an instant, and at the same time, her right knee fell heavily to the ground, and her arms holding the scythe shook violently!

A sword failed to slash the shield, as if to provoke the wrath of the King of the Drunk, and he let out another roar, his movements opened and closed widely, one sword on the left, one sword on the right, two attacks, with the sound of wind and thunder, almost at the same time on the shield!

On Xiao Yu's bones, all the charms were burning!

She couldn't withstand such an attack anymore, a mouthful of thick black blood spit out from her mouth, her body shook, and she fell to the ground!

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At the same time that Xiao Yu fell to the ground, the hemispherical light mask she was struggling to support was also suddenly shattered.

The power of the last two attacks directly burned all the spell carvings on Xiao Yu's body bones. The translucent state of her body quickly faded away, and she fell to the ground, her emaciated body looking fragile and dying.

"Douka, Sirio!"

Holding a broad sword, King Yu condescendingly looked at Xiao Yu who fell to the ground, as well as Professor Cheng and Sagir next to her, looking like a hunter looking at his prey that fell into his trap. As he uttered two strange words, all the soldiers who were kneeling on the ground lowered their bodies and trembled violently.

King Hyun took a step forward.

Just when he raised his legs and got up, before he could settle down, Xiao Yu, who fell to the ground, suddenly moved.

With a flick of her right wrist, the scythe swept up from the bottom to the top, towards King Xu!

It's a pity that she was too slow when she was injured, and King Xu's reaction was too fast.

At the moment when she raised her hand, King Xu's left arm flicked, and with a "ding" sound, the tip of the broad sword had pierced Xiao Yu's forearm and nailed her arm to the ground!

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"Xiaoyu!"

"Xiaoyu!"

Professor Cheng and Sagir exclaimed, but it was Xiao Yu himself, who didn't even have the strength to scream.

The black broadsword, after piercing Xiao Yu's forearm, the jet-black blade began to slowly turn red.

At the same time, Xiao Yu's arm began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That sword is sucking her blood!"

Sagir let out an exclamation, but unfortunately, his soul was separated from his body at this time, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Professor Cheng is the same.

The two of them just crawled on the ground, looking desperately, Xiao Yu's right hand, the blood veins gradually shrank, and the skin and flesh gradually dried up and shrunk to the bones. Then the entire right arm of clothing collapsed, and it was obvious that her arm was also shriveled down.

Everything is irretrievable.

At this point, regret? Wrath? Fear?

No, as the initiator of this expedition, Professor Cheng suddenly felt a sense of peace in his heart.

She looked into Xiao Yu's eyes, and the other party's face was also peaceful and calm.

"Let's go together, and then it'll be our turn."