Chapter 485 Chasing the body of the head
After Franka recovered from the dizziness caused by the terrifying roar, he sighed with sincere emotion:
"Sure enough, the gray mist here can also provide protection."
Otherwise, in the roar that could obviously harm their spirits and affect their spirits, they could only choose between losing control and becoming monsters and dying directly.
"Praise the fool!" Lumian no longer hides his faith.
He immediately reminded in a water-filled tone:
"But the danger hidden here may be more terrifying than the roar just now."
Franka was silent for a few seconds, and said self-encouragingly:
"Hidden dangers are better than those that have already erupted, so let's try not to touch them.
"If there are no other accidents, we will stay in this corner, hide ourselves, don't go anywhere, and wait for rescue!"
Jane and Anthony. Although Red felt that it was not a good choice to do nothing and wait for the opportunity to get out of here to fall on his head, under the current circumstances, they did not dare to go deep into Trier in the Fourth Age, so they could only accept that this was not a solution.
In the dead silence around him, Anthony was the first to adjust his psychological state, pointing to the dark wooden box and saying:
"I don't know what it does, but I can only be sure that simple, short-term touch will not have a significant negative impact."
As for those coins, there is no need for him to introduce them, everyone just scanned a few glances and roughly counted the total amount:
312 Felkin 26 Kope.
"What is this thing?" Franka leaned against the collapsed pilasters in the shadows, looking at the small dark wooden box.
At first glance, it didn't look like an ordinary wooden box containing things, and it was obviously an item with mysterious powers.
Lumian and Anthony tilted their heads at the same time, setting their eyes on the "Witch of Pleasure".
"I should ask you." Lumian smiled "hehe".
Franka said "Oops":
"I can't help it, I didn't have time to 'channel' just now, and there is no connection between here and the real spirit world, so I can't do 'magic mirror divination'.
"Of course, if you can meet a 'craftsman', then all problems will not be a problem."
She then pointed at Jian Na and said:
"Just like the black statue of the 'Primordial Witch', it must also have other functions, such as allowing the holder to create a 'mirror stand-in', and mine, in addition to providing certain anti-divination and early warning effects, can only be used as an object of prayer during rituals.
"They are all statues, at most the colors and orientations are different, why is there such a big difference?"
She didn't mention why she didn't use various methods to figure out the information about the black "Primordial Witch" statue, everyone present could understand - under the current situation, they must ensure that they are in good condition and cannot risk being injured and affected to test the loot.
When Jan Na and the others were silent for a short time, Franka sighed in her heart and said:
This black statue obviously has a big problem, and its origin is even more mysterious, no wonder the witch cult wants me to investigate what Gardner smuggled in from the underground tunnel......
If I hand it over, will the witch cult reward me with the "painful" magic potion on the spot, promising to help me complete the ritual, or killing me to silence me?
Lumian raised his hand and touched his chin, and said to Anthony. Rhett said:
"In that case, you keep all the Felkin, and the rest of the loot will be distributed after returning to the ground."
"Just wrap it in a cloak like this, put it on the ground, and take it when you leave?" Anthony asked further.
Lumian smiled, he pointed to the charred "bone flute" and said:
"Otherwise? You can also carry it with you, so that we may see the power of the 'deceased', which Philip died too hastily to show us.
"Of course, in the state he was in at the time of his death, those abilities would most likely be fed back to the owner of the item in the form of a curse."
Anthony was not annoyed by the taunting, he pulled up his blood-stained, tattered half-black cloak and rewrapped the "bone flute" and the small wooden box.
Lumian poked his head out thoughtfully and squinted at the unusually narrow street:
"If we encounter an enemy that is difficult for us to deal with, we can consider throwing these two things to him, maybe it will work wonders, hehe, General Philip must be very pleased to know that he can still play such a role after death."
That may bring the curse of fate!
Obviously a little nervous, the atmosphere was quite heavy, but Jane was still amused by Lumian's behavior of not forgetting to mock General Philip in every word:
"Cheng, General Philip is dead, there's no need to hold him back anymore."
Before Lumian could respond to Jianna, he suddenly heard two screams.
They seem to come from the same place with undisguised fear.
Not long after, two figures rushed into the narrow street from the side, as if chasing a UFO floating in mid-air.
Franka stuck her head out of the shadow beside Lumian and looked over, her eyes suddenly frozen.
The two figures, a man and a woman, had no heads, and the flesh and blood on their necks were blurred, and there was no trace of the existence of white bones.
And they were chased by two heads, what they had in common was that their expressions were extremely vivid, showing the purest fear, and dragging their bloody, long-tailed spine!
A man with a head bulging like a squirrel, still chewing on thick long black hair in his mouth, around his dark brown eyes, in his nostrils, and in his ears, there are similar hairs coming out, and the headless body chasing him also has similar black hair growing at the broken neck, denser and more exaggerated, like aquatic plants;
The other head belonged to a woman with beautiful black hair and brown eyes, she flew forward frantically, coughing continuously, shaking out the bright starlight, and the rubble that flew up from this chase swayed around, as if she was doing slow motion.
Suddenly, the two heads and bodies that were about to climb over the collapsed building and leave the narrow street froze at the same time.
The first two shook their heads blankly, as if they wanted to throw away some kind of discomfort, while the headless corpses raised their hands and pinched their left chest.
Just a few seconds later, the two heads dragging their bloody spines slammed into the collapsed black house, and the bodies chasing them fell on the stacked stones.
This made Lumian and the others silent.
After a few seconds, Lumian sneered:
"Look, this is the end of going deep into the Fourth Age Trier."
"Do you suspect that they are guests of the 'hostel'?" Jian Na asked thoughtfully.
Lumian smiled and said:
"Otherwise? Where can I find such a fresh head and body in an ancient ruin that has been buried for one or two thousand years?"
This reminded him of "Supervisor" Olson, who was in this state when he first appeared.
Looking at it now, Lumian is almost certain that Olsen is a real monster whose head and body can be separated.
Franka also remembered Gardner. The servants of Martin's house, she withdrew her gaze and said thoughtfully:
"Why does a head without a body cough is like being sick...... What they end up looking like a cerebral infarction? The two headless bodies smelled a bit like cardiac arrest......
"Is this done by the evil god blesser of the Sick Sect, or is there another murderer?
"Well, sequence 5 of the 'Witch' path is called 'Pain', which can spread various diseases, and I can enter here by relying on the statue of the 'Primordial Witch' and the ancient silver mirror......
"This is obviously also related to the 'witch' path, the leaked high-ranking power will make the monsters sick and die?"
"Not bad, you still have IQ at critical moments." Lumian praised it in a mocking way.
Jian Na said quite happily:
"Fortunately, we didn't go deeper, otherwise we wouldn't have gotten sick until we died."
Lumian glanced at her with a smile:
"Why do you think we are not surrounded by disease now?"
"Okay, but we didn't cough......" Jane's voice became lower and lower, and she turned her gaze to the hidden bag of her clothes.
There is a statue of the pitch-black "Primordial Witch".
Similarly, Franka also looked at her pocket, as if she saw the statue of the "Primordial Witch" carved from white bones through the fabric.
Anthony looked at Lumian and asked in confirmation.
"You mean, the Fourth Age Trill is full of diseases, and the reason why we are not affected is because we are carrying those two idols?"
Lumian spread his hands and said:
"I think this explanation is more reasonable."
…………
Beyond the gray mist, the edge of the ruins extending from the Quaternary Trier.
Packed in a small brownish suitcase with a bloody face, "Gardner. Martin's head and eyes suddenly opened, and Gardner wearing silver-white full-body armor was reflected in his eyes. Martin.
Its mouth opened and it spat out a blazing white fireball.
The two sides are so close that Gardner. Martin couldn't dodge at all, so he could only lean back suddenly, trying to avoid the part where the opponent was originally going to attack.
Boom, Gardner. Martin was blown away by a huge explosion.
The spider web-like crack on the chest of the silver-white armor was completely shattered, tearing open the skin and flesh below.
This blow was equivalent to hitting Gardner. Martin's vital point, if it weren't for the "arrogant armor" that had suffered most of the damage, he would have died on the spot.
But in this way, the "Arrogant Armor" also loses its ability to protect the chest for a certain period of time.
The one with a bloody face looks like it belongs to Gardner. Martin's head flew up with his bloody spine.
On the other side, Olson's headless body, which was badly damaged, stood up again.
"Gardner. Martin's head was aimed at the empty neck and severed spine.
In the clicking sound, this "Gardner. Martin" twisted his neck and rushed at Gardner, who had already changed positions and condensed a large number of crimson and almost white fire crows. Martin smiled sadly:
"Olsen has been dead a long time ago, and I have always been in control of his head and body.
"After that, I will take your place."
…………
Above the wilderness, the earth trembled violently, and one burning crack after another swam rapidly into the distance like a fiery snake.
The figures of "magician" and "justice" are outlined.
(End of this chapter)