Chapter Forty-Three: The Skeleton That Was Abolished

Adair walked in front with Viki on his shoulder, Sansper followed with Mezzo, and Clark carried the weapons left behind on the battlefield and supervised the stray skeletons as they marched towards the hillside, and a great battle came to an end, leaving a dry ground of bones waiting for the next decade to be reborn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

"It's over. The nearby onlookers watched silently at the team that had given them an unparalleled impact, they had never imagined that the battle formation of skeletons would be so powerful and able to survive an enemy formation that was several times larger than their own.

"It's strong. The scarred White Flame Skeleton stood up, the white flames blazing, glanced in the direction of Adair, turned and sprang into the forest and disappeared.

"After this war, a new power is about to rise. A white flame skeleton retreated down the mountain path and walked into the distance, followed closely by a dozen miscellaneous flame skeletons.

On the mountain, figures were crowded, weeds were constantly trampled into the ground by the white bones, and one after another flaming skeletons disappeared into the trees, and the trees full of skeletons became silent in the blink of an eye.

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The black curtain was closed, and the dry bones on the battlefield were gradually stained with a layer of yellow sand, and they were the losers on the way to life, accompanied only by the bleak night.

The night was silent, and the dim sky showed its head again.

On the hillside, the sound was noisy, and the replenishment of more than five hundred miscellaneous flame skeletons greatly increased the level of excitement, and after a night of repair, Clark did not give them a chance to continue to rest, and directly pulled them up.

With the previous Liwei, none of the Miscellaneous Flame Skeletons dared to procrastinate, much faster than the speed at which the mountain fortress allowed them to assemble.

The sheer number of Flame Skeletons was too large to accommodate them in the camp underneath, and Clark felt that forcibly expanding it would disrupt his set-up, so he planned to smash holes into the wide V-shaped cracks behind him and let them dig their own places to live.

Clark stood in front of the group of skeletons, behind him Gail and the recovered Alva, each full of soul flames, the sharp bone spears in their hands flashing with a cold light.

Clark and the others were very touched by the fact that they had dug up all the black soul flames they usually contributed from the soul stones as a reward, and they were able to recover so quickly.

When Adair set the rules, he knew that this was just an excuse for them to cling to, and the Black Soul Flame had little effect on the injuries of the White Flame level skeletons.

He didn't expect that the adults still had a black soul flame, and he didn't expect that there was still a soul stone on the hillside, although the soul stone was not the only one in the world, but it was also very rare.

Generally, a force with a large number of skeletons will have at least one soul stone to store the soul flames that have been collected, and it is unimaginable that a force like them, plus the newly surrendered prisoners of war, only has about six hundred skeletons.

The soul stone was discovered by Wiki by mistake, because of the intimacy between the soul flame and the soul stone in the skull eye hole, they naturally knew the importance of the soul stone, and the wiki found the soul stone in the stone cave on the hillside, and has been guarding the hillside, and then Adair also knew, so he put the collected soul flame around this soul stone, and buried them all in the soil by the way.

The function of the soul stone is to store the soul flame, generally the higher the level of the soul flame, the soul flame that has lost the skeleton will survive for a relatively long time, and the soul flame can play a role in long-term preservation when placed around the soul stone, the higher the level of the soul flame, the longer the storage time.

Looking at Gal and them, who were eyeing Clark behind him, more than five hundred miscellaneous flame skeletons quietly waited for Clark to issue orders.

Seeing that they had a certain degree of order, Clark was very satisfied, he looked at the group of skeletons, his tone changed slightly, and said: "The skeleton is broken in many places, and the skeleton that can't find its own bones comes out." ”。

Clark's words caused a slight commotion, and the skeletons who had not lost their bones were secretly lucky, and looked indifferently at the skeletons that were about to step out of the line, according to the past practice, these useless skeletons would be executed, and their soul flames would be turned into nourishment, and if there were many of them, maybe they would have a chance to divide a small part.

One, two, three。。。。。。 The sparse skeletons came out of the ranks, one by one, the soul flames were dim, and the state after the injury had not yet recovered, most of them had no arm bones, or leg bones, and only one leg bone was left.

Twelve, a full twelve Flame Skeletons with greatly affected strength walked out, and they came to Clark with stiff steps, their skull heads lowered and their resignation to their fate, much to Clark's annoyance.

Clark stepped forward to look at the skeleton in front of him, and the skeleton took a few steps back and fell to the ground, for fear that Clark would do it immediately.

"Useless waste, do you know what I look down on you the most? Clark yelled, "Even crippled skeletons can't lose the courage to survive." ”

Seeing that they were still bowing their heads, Clark stepped aside and called out old Fiso's name.

Old Fisso, who was repairing the confiscated weapons in the cracks, heard Clark call himself, and walked out alone, the speed was slow, and he couldn't see the awkwardness of replacing other bones.

"Head. ”

The tall and hideous old Fiso came to Clark's side and shocked the flaming skeletons as soon as he appeared.

"How's it going?"

He walked up to the twelve Miscellaneous Flame Skeletons step by step, looking at each one carefully, and the terrifying appearance of this prey selection made more than five hundred Miscellaneous Flame Skeletons tremble.

"Do you need it? Clark asked.

"Enough, head, bones are still sufficient. Old Fiso quacked and looked around with satisfaction: "There are finally enough skeletons now, I can't even keep busy in the workshop, plus there are still such a group of guys to equip, and the soul flame will be extinguished tiredly." ”

"Old Fiso, the weapons are up to you. Clark patted his shoulder bone, he knew that old Fiso and the five of them had a hard time supporting so many weapons.

"It's okay, head, but it's up to you to provide the materials, and I'm not responsible. Old Fiso's mouth collided up and down, staring at the twelve skeletons' soul flames with a strange light.

"You guy, you're wrapped up in me. ”

"Come with me, lucky skeletons. Old Fiso said goodbye to Clark and walked smoothly into the crack, but few of the twelve skeletons followed.

Luckily, the skeletons didn't think so, they were about to die, and the bones were to be stored in that dark crack, and everything was so miserable!

"Don't let me roll and load the bones, finish it early, work early, I didn't raise you for nothing. Seeing the grinding of the skeletons, Clark roared and kicked them over.

Aren't we going to die?Several skeletons that had fallen to the ground looked at Clark in a daze, expecting him to say it again.

"If you don't come over to me yet, your bones can go into the reserve. Old Fiso heard Clark lose his temper and said in a rough voice to the twelve skeletons who were stunned.

Hearing old Fiso's words, the skeletons quickly got up and followed, and before entering the rift, they bowed to Clarke, grateful for surviving.