Like all other skinned people, Lana is also a poor worm wearing stolen residual biological tissue, a despicable imitator of the living.
It was just that behind it was a mysterious symbol made of white bones, and a white noise hissing sound was made from his throat - it was trying to talk to her.
When she met the eyes of the middle and the east, she felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart. The brakes in her body crashed because of her chest trying to perform unrealized breathing activities. There was a chain reaction in the rest of her body. Deep in his mind, ghostly warning runes piled up like mountains, and the speed of accumulation was far beyond the speed of clearing them. Every signal was trembling and screaming, warning her that she could no longer breathe, but she should have no fear, just like she had no lungs, but even if she knew this, she could not calm down the rising fear.
Even among technicians, there is no conclusion on how the flesh and blood curse is transmitted. Some say that it is exposed, some say that it will be infected by just looking at the other person's eyes. There is also a darker statement that the curse of the skinned person has already penetrated into the memory circuit of every fearful person. Everyone is an "infected person", while the skinned person is the "morbidden person". This is undoubtedly the most terrifying possibility, because for the completely metalized fearful person, there are not many things that can make them fear. The flesh and blood curse is one of them. Those cursed fearful persons will tirelessly search for the flesh they once had in the eternal darkness. They do not know that their bodies have long disappeared, but they can sense that the shelter that once relies on to survive and provide them with warmth and nutrition has disappeared. They can only receive the remaining mental stimulation and will gradually become crazy.
What's even more terrifying is that curses can lurk for a long time, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, but as long as a moment of negligence and a little succumb to the instinct of the body, it will break the cage that imprisons it, and the reason of the cursed will disappear in an instant.
This ending is naturally something that no one who fears the deceased is willing to meet, and Lana is unwilling to do so, so she instinctively retreats away from the other party.
Seeing Lana retreating, the skinder swayed and tried hard to use his former voice organ to make a tremolo of death - which seemed to sing a dry and stuttering elegy of death.
Lana was confused, what exactly did this abominable creature want to do? Is she asking herself to do? Or hand over what she had in hand? Or just say a bunch of nonsense in the long-destroyed memory loop?
Suddenly, there was an intermittent laughter in the other person's throat, as if a ghost suddenly occupied its body, followed by a few fragmented words.
"Go...leave...leave...leave...leave...leave..."
All the words seemed to represent a meaning, Lana thought about it and suddenly realized something--she always thought the skinners were chasing themselves, but in fact they never attacked her, instead creating a lot of chaos to help her get out.
From now on, they also have the same performance. They have a chance to attack, but they do not. Instead, they seem to be protecting her here.
If there is really something to use them to convey some message, it means to let her leave? Leave this world?
Just like when they came, as Lana was thinking, the skinners quietly retreated back to the darkness and disappeared without a trace.
Why are they anxious to let themselves go?
Do you don’t want things to fall back into the hands of the Laisha Dynasty?
Lana took out the skull again and looked at the ruby-filled eye sockets. The strange palace suddenly appeared around her like a flashing picture, which scared her to put it away again.
"It's true that we should leave... These humans came to reinforcements, if they could get into their ship..."
Thinking about the next countermeasure, Lana jumped behind Rose, and then the underworld spider moved quickly and quickly disappeared into the complex passage.
Less than ten minutes after Lana left, a tall figure in shadow appeared in the cave, and came to the position where the Death Seal Skinner had squatted, and used his right hand wrapped in blue hand armor to touch the blood and minced meat on the stone.
"Just leaving... there are no traces of battle... Sure enough... they have been following something."
Just as he spoke, several slender figures jumped to him at an extremely fast, graceful posture without making any sound.
"All teams search for nearby channels carefully..."
While conveying the instructions, Okam came to the area where Lana was before, and squatted down, brushing his fingers across the marks on the ground. He was familiar with the structure of the space necromancer and judged that it was a trace of the walking of the underworld spider.
"...the point is a huge multi-foot machine, or... a slut."
"Skinned Skull...can't leave this world."
In the palace lit by green flames, the emperor of the Laisha Dynasty, Bosette, stood in front of his throne, holding his gorgeous scepter, and the nobles and technicians of the dynasty stood scattered on their respective steps. The lich guards were distributed on both sides of the hall in the form of a square array, like a group of sculptures.
On the road of Audience in front of the throne, there were three tall bodies standing, with heavy armor, holding swords, and a unique set of equipment behind them. The one who made the sound was the one who stood the front of the three.
“This is not allowed.”
"allow?"
Bosette suddenly raised his tone, like a clear bell. There was originally only a small ball of green flames burning slowly between his ribs like coals that were about to be extinguished in the stove, but as his anger surged out of his memory loop, the "coals" were ignited again and spread throughout every energy node in his body.
As the light continues to increase, a new star shining like jade illuminates the surroundings of the throne, making his shiny silver shell more shining. The dot-shaped energy nodes scattered all over his body are like a green star map formed on a glitter panel.
The emperor's anger made all the close ministers around him bow their heads.
"If it weren't for the Three Saints Guards, you had already moved for this sentence! No one could order me! Don't talk about you, even Szalak came in person!"
However, the Three Saints Guards were unmoved and just said gloomy:
"Please choose your next sentence carefully, which represents the future outcome of the Laisha Dynasty."
"presumptuous!"
A general Dai Guan pointed at the other party and scolded him.
"Kneel down and apologize for your rudeness! And beg for forgiveness!"
But the other party didn't even look at him, and kept staring at Bosette.
After a moment, the Emperor raised the scepter in his hand and ordered the angry General Dai Guan to shut up.
"As long as your eyes are not damaged, you can see that we have been arresting her."
Chapter completed!