On the windowsill was the head of a woman, behind which was a headless corpse.

The headless corpse held a violin in his left hand and pressed his right hand to the skull and stroked it gently.

Herag stopped digging, stood up and stared at his head, and the scene was silent.

All the demon flowers closed their eyes and lowered their flower plates.

The headless corpse raised his left hand and placed the violin on his shoulder, then lifted his head and slid it back and forth on the strings, blood dripping down the strings and blood wrapping around the violin.

The woman's head seemed to be silent in the beautiful music, closing her eyes and smiling at the corners of her mouth, savoring the music of the violin.

In Herag's eyes, a large number of negative energy particles began to converge by the window.

Without the slightest hesitation, he fired three corrosive arrows at the headless corpse playing the violin.

After the corrosive arrow hits, the position of the arrow hit by the headless corpse is quickly corroded, making a sizzling sound.

The woman opened her eyes angrily, and there was still a look of pain on her face.

Herag raised his hand, the ring on his hand lit up, and a small fireball technique quickly took shape, and then flew to the opposite side.

The music of the violin soon sounded, and the right arm of the headless corpse suddenly swelled rapidly, turning into a huge arm with red hair in a short time.

The arm was larger than the headless corpse, and it looked very discordant.

The small fireball technique hit the huge arm and burst open, and the surface of the arm was quickly scorched, and the foul smell of meat being roasted came from it.

Immediately after, the sound of the violin sounded again, and the headless corpse swung its arms and punched Herag.

The distance was too close, and Herag didn't have time to dodge, and his fist hit his three-layer shield, and the whole person was hammered out a few meters away and fell to the ground.

He quickly adjusted his posture after landing on the ground, unloaded most of his force with a roll, and then drew his longsword.

Protected by a shield, he was barely damaged.

Herag glanced at the situation of the shield, the outermost layer was the ice shield, which had already suffered a lot of attrition at this time, and he could probably only resist such an attack one more time, and the ice shield would be shattered.

"Wind Elf's Blessing ......"

Herag used another enchanted item that increased his agility by two points.

He fixed his gaze on the headless corpse, then sped closer.

The sound of the violin sounded, and the arm waved again.

This time Herag had plenty of time to react and plenty of room to adjust his position.

Coupled with the support of dark blue, it was easy to dodge this blow.

The headless corpse moves a little clumsily, and it takes a moment to retract its fist every time it launches an attack.

Grasping the gap, Herag approached the headless corpse in the blink of an eye, and slashed at the violin with a sword.

He observed that the violin was surrounded by countless particles of negative energy. Each time the piano sounds, the headless corpse will take action, indicating that it is most likely the violin directing the headless corpse.

The sword slashed the violin, and the sound of metal clashing was heard.

Herag was not surprised, he had already anticipated that the violin might be hard.

With his sword in both hands, he began to slash the violin, and the sound of bells was constantly heard.

The violin was obviously not invincible either, and was quickly cut with some sword marks.

Herag reached out, grabbed the violin, and slammed it to the ground.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Herrag did not stop, frantically slamming the violin with it.

Smashed on the ground, smashed on the wall, the whole scene is a violent scene.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud noise was like a construction site.

Herag didn't know how many times he had smashed, but when he stopped to look, he realized that the violin had broken several strings and the body of the violin had been smashed in many places.

He threw the violin to the ground and slammed it down.

"Corrosive Arrow!"

"Little Fireball!"

……

Herag added a few more spells, and he didn't stop until the negative energy particles on the violin slowly dissipated.

He looked up and saw that the headless corpse next to the window was lying limply on the windowsill, and his huge right hand had returned to its original state.

The clothes in his right hand were torn, revealing his pale arm.

"I guess I'm dead."

Herag looked at the tattered violin on the ground, and he felt as if he had violently smashed something to death.

The demon flowers in the garden quietly raised their heads to look at him at this time, and as soon as Herag turned his head, all of them looked away and did not dare to look at him, as if Herag was very terrifying.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal around, Herag took out a shovel and continued digging, leaving more than a dozen demon flowers to dig.

Soon, the garden was filled with shouts again.

If others don't look at it, I'm afraid they will think that someone is throwing some kind of improper party in this open-air garden.

After about half an hour, Herag dug up all the demon flowers in the garden and harvested forty-two demon flowers.

He looked around to make sure there was nothing else of value in the garden, and then prepared to leave.

There are many houses in the town, and this garden is only the first floor garden of one of the houses.

Herag continued on, and the footsteps behind him rang out again.

He moved forward more carefully this time, and through the events just now, he felt that there should be something in every house with the lights on.

Just because he can solve that violin doesn't mean he can solve other things, so it's better to be careful.

As he walked down the road in the town, he noticed that there seemed to be more houses in the town.

He still remembers that when he first walked into Canyon Town, he saw that there were not so many houses in Canyon Town at the foot of the mountain.

"My lord! Finally found you! Robert's voice rang out abruptly from behind him.

Herag looked back and saw Robert gasping for breath and calling out to himself.

"Don't come near me yet." Seeing that Robert was about to lean over, Herag immediately drew his sword and aimed it at him.

Robert stepped back a little embarrassed: "It's me who is too abrupt, my lord, it's really me, I'm not something dirty." ”

"Where did you just go?" Herag asked coldly.

Robert was also a little puzzled: "I don't know, I remember that we were drinking in the tavern, and we disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then ran to the town to find you, but there was no one in this damn town." ”

"Then I just went and knocked on the door of the house, and in a blink of an eye I was in the house. I panicked and tried to open the door and come out, but the door didn't open at all, it was like it was locked. ”

"I went to open the window again and tried to jump out, but the window was also locked, and it was so strong that I couldn't break it with my strength."

"Just when I really wanted to come out and didn't know what to do, I came down the street again in a blink of an eye, and then I happened to see you in front of me."

(End of chapter)