The narrow and gloomy valley was filled with a black aura, and a dry corpse walked slowly, and there was no sound of footsteps falling, only the sound of flames burning hay was heard in the darkness, and the already terrifying Guillotine Valley was even more terrifying. The flames on its body flickered and dimmed, and they became stronger and weaker.

The Stitching Beast of the Bomberman Alliance was the first to spot it and reported it to Jessos, but by the time Jessos came out to check, the corpse was gone, leaving only traces of fire in the valley.

Several flames suddenly rose up and spread over the mountain wall until the rear of the Bomberman Alliance, the dried corpse appeared again in the flames, it walked towards the hospital step by step, the black flames replaced the red flames, the skin and flesh on its body gradually changed to the color of a normal person, and the skin and flesh on its face were filled in little by little, and finally became an angular face of a middle-aged man, but those blue eyes had a kind of insightful jealousy.

He carried two wooden boxes between his arms, and the black flames turned into black robes draped over him, covering his head and face, and his whole being seemed to come from the depths of hell, bringing destruction and death.

In the basement, Kovo, who was dissecting the corpse, put down the scalpel and wiped his hands, and said with a gloomy smile: "Nikolai, the undead disciple of the Burial Sect, is really a rare guest."

He pulled out a folding chair under the iron bed and sat down.

The black-robed undead descended the stairs step by step.

"Blood-eyed Garcia can't kill you even if they join forces with Black Ice, should I say that you are too strong or the number two person of the Tully family is too weak?",

Kovo poured a glass of boiled water and held the kettle in his hand.

All he needed was a glass of water, and the guest in front of him lived on fire, and water was the thing he hated the most.

"You're wary of me," the undead cultist's voice remained low.

Corvo waved his hand: "Nikolai, who dares to be unguarded by the madman of the Burial Sect, although I don't like the Holy Light Sect, but I don't have any good feelings for the Burial Sect where you are, you are opposed to the whole world",

Nikolai said: "The world we want to create is the land of abundance",

"That's the unrealistic fantasy of a bunch of madmen, Nikolai, if you're here to talk to me about the doctrines or ideals of the Funeral Church I think I'm going to send you off",

He filled the half-drunk cup with water, still carrying the kettle in his hand.

This is a precaution against Nikolai.

Nikolai threw the wooden box in his hand to him with a flick of his arm, and Corvo cautiously let the wooden box hit his chest and fall into his arms, he opened the wooden box and looked up at Nikolai the Undead.

Inside the box was the head of an old woman, her face full of wrinkles.

The undead summoner, the old woman whom Jessos and others had always feared, she died, died so suddenly, and there was horror on her face before she died.

The world did not know that she was the first undead to be attacked and killed by the Assassination Prince at the same time as the Assassination Prince.

Nikolai handed him another black wooden box as well.

"This is her pet, the shadow of death in the dark world",

"This is my gift to you, Dr. Corvo",

Corvo took the box containing the Shadow of Death and opened it, the shadow inside was only the size of a palm, and it shrank into the corner of the box with a scream at the sight of the Undead.

"With that, you might have a chance to surpass that person"

Corvo closed the box and looked at Nikolai and said, "Get rid of this old woman and the valley will be mine, I will face the Knights Templar and the Crusaders who may attack at any time, Nikolai, this is not what I want",

The balance in the Valley of the Severed Head was upset with the death of the old woman, and now Corvo had to take the valley as fast as he could.

"It's going to be faced, Dr. Covo, after all",

He turned and walked up the stairs.

"I saw the son of that man, who stood on the opposite side of the light like us",

"Whew",

With a flash of fire, his figure disappeared down the stairs.

"Headmaster, you mean she's going to be our companion?", Roger outside the green vine house pointed to Nellolo and looked at Adams.

Just now, Adams talked with Apette and Sharman for a long time in the house, and when they came out, they told Roger and Brobai about it, and the little witch of Red Flame Island, Nelolo, would go to Gregor City with them.

Gregory is the hometown of Lilith, the magic tutor of Crape Myrtle Academy, and the Princeton Institute of Higher Education they are going to is also Lilith's alma mater, which was originally a beautiful journey, he will see the prosperity of Gregory City, the vitality of Princeton College, and the atmosphere of a foreign place, but with this little witch

He glanced at the little witch Nellolo, who was taking the bottles and jars from Peggy Shah, and he saw a bottle containing hideous-looking insects, a jar containing a beating flame that sometimes conjured into a human face, and a bottle full of poison

No matter how you look at it, it's not going to be a pleasure to travel with her.

Adams laughed: "Roger, you don't seem very happy to have a lovely new partner",

Roger waved his hand: "The key problem is that she is not cute at all",

At this moment, the little witch turned her head with a dark face and took out the straw man and pin, and Roger hurriedly said: "Ahem, I didn't say it",

The little witch snorted and put away the pins and stuffed the bottles and cans into the big cloth pocket inside the red robe, Shaman took out a blue star from the crystal ball and stuffed it into her cloth pocket, Shahpei touched her little head and said, "Go to Uncle Adams",

Nellolo nodded and trotted over to Adams.

"Roger, Nellolo, you will be companions in the future, Nellolo will go back to crape myrtle with us after this extracurricular activity, Roger, Nellolo is only thirteen years old, you have to take care of her",

"Hmph, I don't need him to take care of me, I have man-eating caterpillars, ghoul flames, talisman stars, poison", she flipped out the jars and jars that had just been stuffed in.

Roger heard his voice.

"Headmaster, why do you want me to take care of her, won't you go with us to Gregor?"

Adams smiled: "I will go to Gregor City first to wait for you, if there is any artificial arrangement in the experience, the effect will be greatly reduced, especially for you, Roger, the experience of the Valley of the Severed Head illustrates this",

"I really won't be by your side this time, the three of you have to face difficulties independently, remember, unity is your best weapon to overcome difficulties, Roger, you and Brockbeth are both smart, but neither is united enough",

"Blob, there is one thing I want to explain to you, Roger's physical skills are weak, in the future, you will compete at least three times a day, and Roger is not allowed to use crossbow arrows and hidden weapons during the competition",

With a wave of his palm, Adams dissipated the room of vines one by one, and a little green light returned to him.

Blob clenched his fists and squinted at Roger.

"I will live up to my trust, Headmaster",

"Uh",