Grachman, the owner of the 'elegant collarbone', is more of a collector than a businessman.

For Barrryt, the greatest joy of the skeleton with its golden forehead and concentric double rings is to introduce others to his dazzling collection and tell the untold history behind the bones of special significance.

He didn't think the shopkeeper's identity would be too simple, and that an ordinary skeleton wouldn't be able to find so many different kinds of bones, no matter how long it lived.

However, Gluckman did not take the initiative to introduce his past, and Barrett politely did not ask more.

The deal for the Orc Casterer's Skull for the Crystal Bone Fragment went well, and Gluckman agreed to the deal after simply asking about the origin of the skull.

After that, the shopkeeper, who was in a good mood, gave Barrett an extra string of elaborate armbands made of the teeth of some kind of beast. Each tooth in the armband is polished to a smooth finish to avoid accidentally stabbing the wearer. Four of the teeth were slightly longer than the others, and they were probably the sharpest canine teeth in the beast's mouth.

[Snot's howl: Snott is a wanderer in the barren lands of the north, he does not live with his own race, but lives alone, hunts alone, and faces the orcs and giants in the barren land alone, as well as all kinds of unforeseen dangers.

Snoth is a mutant of a coyote group, and its dark purple color makes it incompatible with other members of the group, making it extremely difficult to lurk and approach prey. However, with his tenacity and mutated physique, Snoth has grown into an excellent hunter, an existence that makes the three orc clans in his area of activity very fearful.

Species are scarce and scarce in the barren lands, and hunting here is not an easy task, so Snoth has taken the relatively abundant orcs as his prey. In its short life, it once hunted and slaughtered 63 orcs and devoured their corpses. It is worth mentioning that the vast majority of the orcs it kills are warriors with strong physiques.

When it howls and announces its arrival to its prey, even the most fierce orc clans will close their gates and defend themselves all night. As a result, the surrounding orc clans gave it the name 'Snott', which in orc language means a terrifying ghost in the wasteland. 】

[Equipment: Increases damage dealt to orcs by 10%.] When the wearer is in the Barren Lands area, they will gain additional effects: +3 Constitution, +1 Dexterity. 】

[Note: "What a pity!" said a hunter upon seeing its corpse.] 】

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After coming out of the 'elegant collarbone', Barrett went on to explore other places in the neighborhood.

He saw a vampire dressed in an aristocratic gown, hanging listlessly upside down under the eaves, holding a strange gelatinous orb in his hand. From time to time, the vampire throws the orb to the ground, picks it up, throws it down again, picks it up again, and so on.

I also saw a corpse monster holding a white bone longbow, jumping into the air with those strange anti-joint legs, and shooting down three bone arrows at a rapid pace. The arrows hit the target hanging on the wall with precision, and each arrow hit the bull's-eye. As Barrett passed through a closed window, two dry palms suddenly slammed into the glass. Immediately afterward, a pale woman's face slowly moved closer to the window, and she looked at Barrett with her resentful scarlet eyes.

Our Death Knight subconsciously put his hand on his waist to prevent the undead creature in the window from making any further moves. But the other party just stared at him and didn't make any other drastic moves.

Barrett cursed and got up to leave the hostile building.

There are many stone carvings on an open-air pavement, and the owner of the pavement is a ghoul sitting on the ground. The ghoul clasped the stone little by little with its claws, looking quite focused.

Barrett was inspired by the small stone sculpture being carved in the ghoul's hand, which depicted a monstrous creature with a tentacle-covered octopus head, webbed claws, and a pair of long, narrow, hole-riddled bat wings on its bloated body.

A boring speculative work, this is Barrett's view of the statue.

He circled around and continued to see a skeleton in light armor, sitting cross-legged on the roof of a building. There was also a quaint greatsword on the skeleton's knee, and he sat there, motionless, like a statue.

Two dried corpses, dressed in splendid costumes but with barely visible skin, were playing a kind of chess in the middle of a narrow aisle, like Barrett had never seen before. He leaned up and looked at it twice, but didn't see why.

On the other side of the aisle was where the first spine was, and Barrett could vaguely see that the little ghost was still listening to the zombie bard's story.

The bard recounts his story with great movements, and occasionally plays the piano twice to set the mood so that the little ghost listens so attentively that he does not notice the presence of his 'big uncle'.

It should be almost over, Barrett silently pondered. Immediately afterwards, he jumped high and jumped directly over the chessboard very impolitely.

A little dirt stuck to the metal boots fell onto the board, causing the two corpses to be dissatisfied. The soul fire in their skulls was booming, cursing at Barrett and letting out a threatening roar.

The undead in the Forest of Spine don't seem to care about his status as a high-ranking undead like a Death Knight, and that's not the case elsewhere in the Eternal Body.

"Oh, sorry. Barrett said casually, "However, it's not a good habit to play chess in the middle of the road!" he said, and walked straight in the direction of the little ghost.

At the end of the battle, Ulysses, the red dragon, fell heavily to the ground. His body was scarred, his wings were torn, and the earth was spilled with hot dragon blood. Yes, Ulysses was dying, he could no longer fly in the air, he could no longer spit out raging dragon flames. ”

The zombie bard said slowly, "The hero Enoch pointed his sword at his head, but Ulysses didn't care about his own death, he just looked at Princess Janice affectionately, 'Farewell, my princess. He thought, 'Maybe in the next life, we'll continue this game of dragons and princesses.' ”

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