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Chapter 60 The Gray Mourner

Lu Zhengkang knew that the final battle might happen at any time, so he planned to go to various places in the holy nest to absorb his soul.

The most suitable place for him to devour his soul is the battlefield, where a large number of soldiers' dreams remain, which can increase his strength.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the little knight who got the Void Heart would definitely be able to defeat Radiant, so now he also relaxed a lot, and his mentality was not as urgent as in the past.

I went to Dartmouth first. When he arrived, the evacuated team had already set off. They took the ladder up the King’s Trail and began to trek through the mountains and rivers. The praying mantis soldiers held their lanterns and walked on both sides of the team. Lu Zhengkang looked from a distance. It's like a long river with sparkles under the moonlight.

All gone, Lu Zhengkang didn't have time to bid farewell to any insects, at most he waved at the long dragon team.

Now the wisdom life left by the entire Holy Nest is very scarce.

Back at the crossroads, the infection here is getting worse, Nati and Paya are still changing, Lu Zhengkang is not in a hurry, sitting in a daze in front of the hut.

He had actually thought about letting Mrs. White contribute more roots, so that the entire holy nest's insects would wear container masks, but this was just a brain hole.Although it is not difficult to make container masks, the production efficiency of a mask maker alone is too low, and it is difficult to guarantee that some unnecessary emergencies will occur, so this plan was abandoned.

What is the little knight doing at this time?

Lu Zhengkang followed the faint feeling in his heart and turned his head to stare at the direction of the resting place.

...

The resting place was full of coffins, and the little knight came to a cracked sarcophagus. He stood on the cracked coffin slab, and a darkness fell on it. The slab broke, revealing the passage below.

The little knight rushed into the secret passage hidden under the coffin, aroused smoke and dust, and then looked around, it was wet and cold, and some living utensils and decorations scattered on the ground, covered with a thin layer of soil, dirty and old.There are also many corpses of insects, which have been air-dried.

The hole was narrow and cramped, but after testing the four walls, the little knight found that one of the walls was a false wall. After breaking it, he entered the secret tunnel.

There was a rapid gasp in the darkness. It seemed that a certain crazy beast was suppressing his breathing. Just waiting for the prey to appear, the little knight took a few steps forward, and the soft light from the light fly lantern in his hand illuminated a brownish-yellow silhouette. , A scarlet eye is inlaid on a cloth-wrapped head, and the thick orange pulp constantly seeps and drips from the cloth.

A giant beast in the dark, burying its body.

Because of infected body distortion, inner anger, and even mummified biological remains.

Just as the little knight found it, it stared at the visitor with crazy eyes.

The little knight pulled out the bone nail, raised his hand to block an attacking claw, and the shadow rushed, floating like a cloud of smoke, and swift like a black lightning, passing through the body where the body was buried, and came to its back.

The bone nails chopped and cut open its heavy carapace.

The little knight’s strength is weak, but it can be compensated by foreign objects. His broken bone nails have been repaired and upgraded in the hands of the nailmakers in the city of tears. Although they have not reached the final level, they are already sharp enough. The fragile power amulet bought by the talisman merchant in the wasteland greatly increased his strength. Today, he can deal with such a lack of wisdom enemy by simply hacking.

Nailed down in twos and threes, the wound on the back of the burial body was torn, and the plasma was splashing. It struggled, twisted, made a terrible neigh, and died a little bit.

The little knight retracted the bone nail without looking back.

This kind of enemy encountered a few more one after another, and they all killed them calmly. They also encountered old friends who exploded the bat, which was still somewhat threatening in the narrow terrain.

Going deep, there are a huge number of secret passages here, and the little knight rescued a larva trapped in a glass jar somewhere. The little green worm screamed happily and escaped from this place by burrowing.

At some point, he passed through a tunnel densely covered with traps and killed a burial body at the end of the tunnel. There was also a corpse wrapped in brown cloth, but it was not distorted, but a normal holy nest insect shape, with a dream nail. After slashing, he said "so dark" in a dream.

After turning back, the little knight marched towards the upper platform and found a dark board on the top of the cave. After breaking it, he entered a hidden cave.

This cave is in the shape of a snail shell, and there are many colorful snail shells scattered inside, with a snail shaman statue in the middle.The little knight found a talisman on a snail shell. This is a lost artifact of the Shamans, the soul eater, used to draw souls from living creatures, which can greatly increase the number of souls obtained when bone nails chop enemies.

I used the dream nail to traverse the snail shaman statue, and there was a dream saying, "...let me rest..." This statue was transformed from a living thing.

It is probably a poor snail shaman again.

Of the members of this clan, the only one who is alive is the crossroads. The rest are either dissected, crystallized, or died inexplicably, and now there is one more statue made.

It's really miserable.

Worse still, every time the little knight visited the surviving shaman, the other party also lamented that the little knight had learned new spells from his relatives and knew nothing about their deaths.

Continuing to turn back, a false wall was found above a treasure chest. After breaking it, he went up and a beam of light plunged in the front.

Shunguang kicked up and jumped out of the crypt, but came to an area with the same style as the resting place.

There are double-hole mask reliefs everywhere, blue yingying, looking very psychedelic.

It is very big, but very deserted, with street lights all over it, but there is only one building.

A house that can be considered very lavish.

Warm light came through the doors and windows, and there was a bench in front of the door, which seemed to welcome visitors.

But this place is almost impossible to have visitors.

The little knight walked to the door of the house and looked inward, slowing down the empty picture frame on the wide front hall wall, and the lantern on the top was covered in black and gray, as if it had not been wiped for many years.There was still a huge bone nail leaning against the wall, cracked all over, and abandoned for a long time.

In the middle of the hall stood a slender white worm. She seemed to be wearing a large gray robe, hanging down to the ground, and her white hair was heavier than the robe, and she fell on the ground, leaning forward. She seemed to be asleep, with four black tentacles hanging low above her head. Her face was hidden under the non-porous mask like a whiteboard. The whole person looked strange and pitiful.

The little knight vaguely recognized this man.

Once one of the five knights, now the gray mourner.

Zemore.

Chapter 61—Holy Flower, Passing on Love

The little knight walked into Zemore's residence, awakened by the sound of footsteps.

She was stunned for a moment, and slowly, little by little, she let out a howl of pain, as if the painful memories in her heart crushed her like a raging tide.

"Ahhhhh... this world, this cruel and sinful world. Why should I wake up, why should I persist?"

Zemore looked down at the little knight, his piercing and cold gaze seemed to pass through the mask, mixed with sorrowful frost.

"Little guy, the tragedy you know must be far less than me. I really love the yin and yang, and there will never be another day. My love has been dead for a long time, lying in a remote place, buried. Burial among the people she hates. , They don’t recognize our union and reject me... this outsider."

The little knight raised his head and listened quietly.

In his silence, there seemed to be a kind of implicit encouragement. The gray mourner felt a look of pity. This kind of innocence was like the warm sun of melting snow in winter, and her heart was both excited and sad.

"Is this all right?...Oh, oh. Can I make a request? Can I trouble you?"

The little knight nodded slightly.

"Stranger, can you offer me a gift in front of her grave? The gift is small, but the journey is long. She rests in her family, near the queen's verdant garden. Can you do it? Maybe it's impossible. Mission?"

She muttered to herself, "Am I crazy? Strangers who are willing to accept this kind of request will have a kindness that is almost forgotten."

The gray mourner took out a small flower from under his robe, cherished and sad, the small flower fluttered slightly, tender and soft, unbearable in the wind, bright but not charming.