The words of the Dreadlord made Elena's blood eyes freeze.

"You say...... Necro Knight...... No heads?! ”

"Of course. When Durrahan was a Templar, his head had already been blown to smithereens by the Lord of War during the battle with the Lord of War. Even after He was born again, He still had no head. ”

"If the head of the fallen Titan, if he wants to borrow the power of the Necro Knight, then he must become his head and merge with it before it is possible!"

"That's why I'm sure that the Necro Knight must be under the head of a fallen Titan."

When Elena listened, her mind went blank.

"Such an important clue, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"Please, irascible princess." The Dreadlord said with a look of grievance, "Only those uncivilized weirdness will call the Necro Knight - the Headless Horseman!" ”

"And as the strongest and civilized model of my roots, how can such swearing words as the 'Headless Horseman' come out of my mouth so easily?"

"Why is the title 'Headless Horseman' scolding?" Elena's forehead swelled.

"Shhhh Her Royal Highness the Princess! The Dreadlord cautiously stopped, "This kind of scar-revealing title may not be of much importance to a vicious princess like you?" But Durrahan was once the Knight of Light of the Templars, a true nobleman, and if he hears it, he will run to you and screw your head off. ”

"He has a lot of heads. And the heads of those who once called him 'Headless Horseman' have long since become his collection. ”

Elena: (((; ꒪ꈊ꒪; )))

She quickly covered her mouth, but couldn't help but whisper.

"Since Durrahan doesn't have ...... Uh, that. ”

"He doesn't even have that?!" The Dreadlord stared, "Your Highness the Big-Eared Princess, are you saying that he is really nonsense?" ”

Bang!

Elena couldn't help it and punched the Dreadlord in the head.

"If you want to die, just say it!"

"What the old lady said is, since he doesn't have a head, haven't you thought of something?!"

"Brainless little creatures!!"

"The little creature without a head in the jungle could it be—it's Durrahand's real body!"

"Could it be that the Necro Knight doesn't have a fixed identity at all?!"

"He is like a golden fruit, there must be a certain way to make Him appear!"

"The river god exerted a strange power on the sacred tree fruit, and the golden fruit was born."

"Will it be the same for Durrahand?"

"His appearance...... Would it take a fallen Titan head, the Hydra, to eat a spooky head in the jungle so that it could manifest itself on the headless spook? ”

The Dreadlord touched the bulging head: (ಥ_ಥ)

"But I've killed a lot of headless critters, and I don't think any of them are Necro Knights."

"And don't you feel contradictory? Her Royal Highness the Princess? ”

Elena frowned: "What's the contradiction?" ”

"It's the work of the Hydra, Your Highness the Princess."

The Dreadlord said seriously, "After all, the normal functioning of the Lost Jungle depends on the rules of the necromantic knight's calamity, the dreams of the maggot, and the fallen titan head. ”

"And the hydra, that is, the fallen Titan head, if he, the maker of the rules of the jungle, wants to create a small animal without a head in the jungle as an identity, then why should he ask the dryad to kill the little animal without a head in the [Special Reminder] on the stone tablet?"

Elena frowned deeply: "This ...... It's a contradiction indeed...... created, and destroyed. ”

If it's because of fear, then don't create.

If creation has a cause, then do not destroy.

What exactly is the situation?

Does it have something to do with the power He sealed Himself?

But why did He seal His power?

Or is my inference still wrong......

It's all wrong......

Elena has a splitting headache, shivering, and cold sweat!

Damn it!

Damn it!

I never have a chance to start over, so all the inferences this time must be corroborated!

But I'm so useless......

So useless!

Who exactly is the Necro Knight!

How exactly should the Necro Knight appear!!

Before she knew it, Elena's face was distorted and confused......

If only I could have the brains of a giant monster......

If only I could have the brains of a giant monster......

Wait a minute!

Giant monsters?

Elena was stunned because it reminded her of The Lost Jungle Survival Manual!

If you add the [Special Reminder] on the stone tablet......

So little animals without heads......

She took a deep breath and unconsciously took off the "mother's hairpin" and held it in her hand......

That feeling is like a mother holding her hand, which is an inexplicable peace of mind.

So, she closed her eyes, and her heart gradually calmed down.

After a long time, her eyes opened, and the light of enlightenment shone in her bloody pupils.

I see!

I see!

"I want to ...... I finally know who the Necro Knight is. ”

She replied in the affirmative, and put the "mother's hairpin" on her head again.

But at this moment, her eyes dilated slightly, as if she sensed something incredible.

"No, I think...... I finally know who everyone is! ”

A tear rolled down Elena's eyes for some reason.

I can't imagine that in the end, it was you who helped me...... Mom......

The Dreadlord gently brushed away the tears from Elena's cheeks and smiled.

"I knew you could do it, Your Highness the Princess. I've always believed it. ”

With that, the Dreaddemon King stretched out his palm, and a golden fruit slowly floated in his palm.

"Now, then, is it time to begin to purify him of his calamity?"

The Dreadlord played with the golden fruit, with an attitude of letting Elena point and hit wherever he wanted.

"No, it's not yet. I also have to get to the bottom of your second question: why does my frog sorcery work from time to time! It's the difference between victory and defeat, and I have to figure it out. Elena took a deep breath and said.

"Boom! I thought you'd think of it all? The Dreadlord quipped.

"But it doesn't matter, we can think about it slowly. As long as we don't make a move, we have a long time to prepare. ”

Elena smiled and nodded.

Yes, we're halfway there, aren't we?

But right now.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo woo ......"

"It's here...... It's ...... Woowoo woo ......"

The six-eyed raven stood on the branch outside the sacred tree, weeping in grief.

"Dear Elena, it's ...... It's ......."

"Please, Elena, don't be so good?"

Elena couldn't help but frown, to be honest, she was still very resistant to this disaster star in her heart. But its inexplicable words seem to see some future calamity......

And the six-eyed crow wants to do that himself?

Do what?

Does what it sees guide its future?

Elena hesitated for a moment, then flew out of the sacred tree with the Dreadlord.

"Woooooooooo......oo Erin...... Hmmm!! ”

The six-eyed crow saw Elena come to it and was about to cry and confide, but before it could finish its name, Elena grabbed its crow by the mouth!

Its huge black wings fluttered wildly, but it couldn't break free.