The witch and the count walked slowly on the sand beside the bones, their feet sinking into the dry sand with every step, and Lothar wondered how much strength she could use to fight her enemies on such ground. As the two approached, the huge skeleton in front of them revealed more details, the most obvious of which was the surface of the bony hand. Unlike all the giant's bones they'd seen before, there was something on the bones of the right hand that glowed eerily under the phosphophophic fire. The two of them looked at each other, then quickened their pace to get closer to the bones, and when they reached the distance where they could reach out and touch the bones, they could finally be sure that what was wrapped around the bones of the hand seemed to be skin that had not yet been fully generated.

Strictly speaking, Lothar and Glenn are not doctors, and they have not seen many newborn doctors, let alone how the fetus develops in the mother's body. But anyone who saw the thin, almost transparent substance, and the blood vessels that could be seen in it, convinced that what was in front of them was an early form of skin. It's just that what they see in front of them is not a human fetus, but the bones of a giant who should have been dead for a long time. The shock and the strange sensation that came with it was quite uncomfortable.

"Do you think this thing has only grown recently?" Lothar asked, holding out his hand, as if trying to touch something on the bone, but he still didn't really put it on it. The witch didn't answer, which made the Count a little uneasy, and he turned back to confirm Galen's condition, but there was still a shadow of Galen behind him. This change made Lothar's heart tremble, but before he could make any more moves, a voice grew louder in the darkness, the sound of the waves.

The Count tried to move, but after a few struggles, his legs did not move. He looked down and found that the sand grains that had been dry had turned wet black at some point, and his calves had sunk into the sand. The sound of the waves, getting louder and louder. Lothar held the phosphostone torch aloftaught, and he could already faintly see the water rushing from the edge of the light, and in the next moment, the crest of the wave, which had just appeared, had already roared in front of the count, and could not help but swallow him in it.

"Gollum!" the air in his lungs turned into bubbles from his mouth and nose uncontrollably, and Lothar's eyes were wide open, completely confused by a series of sudden changes. Fortunately, when he was about to feel the pain of suffocation, the sea water did not flow into his nose, or rather, the sea water did flow in, but even so, Lothar's breathing was still unhindered. The icy water warmed up after a few seconds, and the Count looked curiously at the source of the heat, only to see that his upper body had become naked at some point, and the lines on his skin were radiating heat.

At this point, Lothar's heart settled down, for he already knew who had caused these things to happen. When he looked away from the tattoos on his body, the place in front of him where the giant's hand bones should have been empty was empty, except for a dark blue water that was dark and invisible. The bubbles, which swirled with the movement of the sea, in the gloom in front of the Count, something came.

"I think you can get in touch with me in another way, such as sending a letter or asking someone to send a message. The Count spoke underwater, and he realized that he could not only breathe in the waters, but even speak. Of course, Lothar knew very well that this was not because he already had the ability to survive in the water like a kraken, but because this place was not really underwater.

"Next time, I'll think about it. The voice of the Lord of the Destination is still the same as it was last time, but the way He speaks has changed.

"So can I find out why you're contacting me this time?" Lothar is now showing quite an improvement compared to the first time he faced the opponent. On the one hand, it is because he is not injured now, which is naturally different from when he was near death. On the other hand, he is no longer ignorant of the other party, at least, he knows that the fate is not malicious to him. But that didn't mean the Count was used to his surroundings, and the indescribable fear still gripped his heart, making Lothar eager to end the conversation.

"You, in default. "The voice, falling. The Count's body suddenly suffered from severe pain, and he saw the tattoos on his upper body tighten as quickly as physical chains, wrangling his muscles, bones, and even internal organs, and blood mixed with other things floating through the cracks of the chains in the sea.

"I didn't!" Lothar argued with all his might, and then the sharp pain disappeared in an instant, and his body was intact.

The sea is dead and silent. The existence beneath the deep water awaits more explanations from the Count. Lothar tried to calm his breathing, but no matter what, his heart beat as fast as a rat with his foot in a hot pot. Now, he finally remembered what he was talking to, and he finally remembered how humble and defenseless he had been before this being. "I didn't break the contract, I didn't leave the beach! Can't you see with my eyes? Then you should know that I'm not lying!"

"You're not at the beach right now. The sound of homecoming came, and at the same time came great shadows protruding from the waters, which almost at once enveloped Lothar's surroundings and plunged him into complete darkness. In this darkness, an eye with a strange color slowly opened.

Lothar tried to swallow, but his mouth was already filled with seawater and he couldn't swallow at all. He did his best to control himself to face the eye, and in this way proved that he had not broken his agreement with the Lord of Destiny, "I'm not on the beach now, but I'm at the bottom of the sea! The big hollow under the Heartless Bay! The bones of the Thunder Giant! No matter how you think about it, it hasn't left your waters, has it?"

"Hollow?" The eye spun as Lothar repeated, and the shadow that enveloped the Count vanished, "Indeed, you are under the deep waters. But you're not near the ocean. The sand above your head is thick. ”

Lothar breathed a sigh of relief at the other party's words, and the Lord of the Destination was more reasonable than he had imagined. And from his words, the Count also knew why the other party would think that he had broken the agreement. Put simply, it is at this point that he is at a depth below the seabed beyond the length of time that his destination allows him to penetrate deep into land. But that doesn't mean that Lothar will let Lothar do it.

"Understood. You, no default, for the time being. Return to the beach and continue the promise. The Lord of the Deep commanded.

Lothar smiled wryly and spread her hands, "I wish I could, too." But there's no going back to my way in, I'm stuck here now. If you desperately want me to get back to the ocean, why don't you help me find a way out?"

"The void you are in is the body of a living being. There is no way to help you. The Earl was shocked by the calm words of the Return.

"Inside the creature, but, the Thunder Giant is dead! I can see his bones now, his bones everywhere, he's..."

"No, the individual you're talking about isn't really dead yet. What you see is only a form of his life, and he is turning from that form to a state that you are familiar with. ”

"You mean, this guy is coming back to life?" Lothar's mind snapped into the thing they had mentioned together when they were talking about the death of the Thunder Giant, which was the legend of the resurrection of the giants.

"By resurrection, you mean the process of moving from death to life. And he never died, so he was not resurrected. In parlance you can understand, it's more like, waking up. ”