I don't know how long it has been.

When Yi Chen reopened his eyes, there was only a wooden boat left in the center of the lake, and there was no female doctor and Lorian left.

However, the right half of his body, which had been completely severed, was packed into a special 'hemostatic plastic wrap' and placed in the bow of the boat.

According to Yi Chen's request, the right half of his body is branded with a shallow moon mark, and under the effect of the mark, it will be in a state of concealment that is invisible to others, and no one will find it if it is buried at the bottom of the lake.

Looking at the half of the body at the bow of the boat, Yi Chen also suddenly looked down at the 'other right half of the body' on his body.

There are no traces of stitching, and there are only slight differences from before.

The new 'right half of the body' is slightly whiter, and even has a slight silver sheen in the moonlight.

Such nuances can be easily concealed by gentleman's clothing.

Just as Yi Chen was dressing quickly, the exclamation of moon marks suddenly came from his body.

"William, when did you have this in your body? With such a surging vitality, it's no wonder that you don't show any signs of life passing during surgery.

Oh! It was the last time, the time I helped you, and you seem to be in a special area full of life.

And this umbilical cord seems to be very repulsive to me, an 'outsider', so let it stop for a while, or the operation will have to be done again."

While Moon Scar spoke, Yi Chen could also feel a strong disturbance of the umbilical cord in his abdomen, and he immediately tried to communicate with the umbilical cord to pass on this thought.

Slowly, the abdominal perturbation gradually disappears.

"It's a gift from a friend, don't worry about it."

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing~ Anyway, I can smell a feminine breath from it, are you stepping on two boats now? William.'

"Don't talk nonsense......

"Besides, your right body is now my composition, why don't you try your weapon made of moon rats?" The effect may be a little different.'"

Since Yi Chen accepted the temporary combination of moon marks, he would not deliberately reject the other party's words and proposals.

Take out the "Moon of Slaughter" between the suitcases.

When a finger is inserted into the mechanism, the axe handle is pulled and sliced into a full moon mode.

In the spotlight of the moon, the blade of the axe overflowed with a silver luster far greater than usual, and even became a little ethereal and looming.

Yi Chen could intuitively feel that once the axe hit the target, it would brand a deeper moon seal, and the effect would be doubled.

"You humans are still very good~ You can forge this almost flawless weapon with the sick core of that waste rat.

It's like this for the time being~ I'll go take a break, you hurry up and take care of things here, hurry up and climb the mountain.

If you delay for too long, your body may unconsciously leave a part of my body, so don't come to me if you have any side effects in the future."

As the sound of the moon scars dissipated, the spotlights that fell through the cracks in the clouds also turned off and returned to calm.

Yi Chen's expression didn't change much, he just raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch.

The time for communication and surgery adds up to a full five hours, and it won't be long before the sun rises.

He picked up the 'right half of his body', which was wrapped in plastic wrap, and headed towards the bottom of the lake in a standard entry motion.

During the dive, it can be clearly seen that the color of the cold lake has become close to black, and the visibility is extremely low.

The burial area in the middle of the lake is covered with black hair, and there is no area to stay, which is weird and creepy.

"Little Grape, this guy seems to be able to really squeeze all of the Cold Lake Cemetery dry......

Yi Chen did not choose the area in the middle of the lake, but buried the right half of his body in an inconspicuous middle circle area that was not affected by black hair.

Complete the burial,

Reconnect with the plants of the small grapes and go back to sleep as if nothing had happened.

……

Cemetery manager's room.

The lame Field had a full four-hour discussion with Reagan.

The young man in front of him, who was obese and didn't forget to take his chicken legs with him even when he left the hotel, shocked Field.

The things he talks about, whether it's the understanding of the concepts of corpses, cemeteries, burials, etc., or the idea of combining these things with contemporary technology, meet or even exceed Field's inner standards.

It's not like a young man's words.

In Field's eyes, the young man was ready to open a cemetery, and it was a kind of scientific cemetery with a power generation device that had never existed before.

In the end, the lame Field didn't know how to restore the corpse with only one bone to a sound sense of life.

Out of admiration for the young man in front of him, he lifted his sleeves and removed the bone bracelet he wore between his wrists.

"If the cemetery is removed, this kind of tomb guarding prop will be useless to me...... Since it can't help you regain consciousness, this thing will be used as compensation.

The bracelet is made by me myself, so that you can better communicate with 'her' and avoid getting out of control. ”

When Reagan received the cold and wet bone bracelet, his gentleman's costume immediately read the relevant prop information.

"Chain of Shackles" - A small number of special corpses continue to grow during burial, and an additional cervical vertebrae, also known as a 'chain bone', protrudes from the epidermis. The bracelet is made from the smelting of multiple chain shackles to enhance the wearer's mental power.

Reagan, who read the information of the bracelet, had an obvious scaling process in his pupils.

"Thank you, Mr. Field."

"With your [perception], you must be able to use this thing normally, so let's stop here tonight~ It's not a good habit to stay up late, it's almost time for you to go back to rest, and the next journey to the Holy Grail Mountain is not easy."

"Hmm."

Reagan, who had left the manager's house, first returned to the lake, and after faintly seeing the shadow of the boat in the middle of the lake and the figure lying on it, he left directly.

But

As Reagan was about to walk out of the cemetery gate, he suddenly turned to the side of the ordinary grave mound, which was not in a hurry to move, and this kind of grave set on land on the shore belonged to the lowest category.

Put on the bracelet and aim your palm at the bulging mound.

Rustle~

The mound loosened, and a withered, rotting arm suddenly stretched out.

As Reagan's palm pressed down, the corpse's arm obediently retracted, sealing the opening with soil by the way.

"That's a good thing......"

……

evening

The three teams that have had their last meal at the hotel will follow their chosen route to Mount Greir to get rid of the root cause and find the "passage".

The white-haired Lotson, who was proficient in ancient magic, looked around at the dinner table and never saw a single person, so he asked Reagan, who seemed to be a better talker:

"Where's your captain? I don't come to eat anything. ”

"William, he and Mr. Field now have some personal matters to deal with, and they should be here later."

"Mr. Field? No wonder I haven't seen him today, I really envy this kind of genius~ There are people everywhere who can see him. ”

Just as everyone walked out of the hotel and prepared to board their respective carriages,

Their vision is directed to the east side of the town, which is where the cemetery is located.

A strange black mist shaped like a demon's face filled the air, and it was even thickening.

The gentlemen stationed here, and even the chief doctor of the Seagull Clinic, rushed to check on the situation in person, after all, it was the Cold Lake Cemetery, and it was the territory of Mr. Field, the person in charge.

If something happens there, the whole town will fall.

(End of chapter)