In the tavern, the frightened drunk kept drinking one cup after another, but his face was still pale and his hands were still shaking.
"Hey, what on earth did you encounter just now? It scared you like this." His friend at the same table asked him.
The drunk man shook the wine glass in his hand and muttered: "It's terrible, it's terrible."
"What? You should tell me," the drinking buddy urged impatiently.
The drunk man turned back and looked at him: "I saw... I saw someone."
"A person? Who can scare you into being so virtuous? It can't be that you've seen a ghost, haha." The drinking friend joked.
When the drunk man heard the word "ghost", he was shocked: "It's just...a ghost, a living ghost."
Someone next to me asked again: "What on earth are you talking about? Are you a human or a ghost?"
The drunk man shook his head and said: "I don't know, it should be a ghost. Yes, it is a ghost. He looks so terrifying, almost like a living corpse. I have never seen such a person, so he must be a ghost."
The Shandou Orc who was listening to the story at the next table took a sip of wine and said, "Why is there such a thing as you mentioned? You are not dazzled."
"You're just dazzled." The drunkard shouted: "I can see clearly. The man was wearing a red vest, and his eyeballs were bulging out, like a shelled egg. I was scared to see these eyes.
The soul is gone, how could it be wrong?"
"Tch, is there really such a thing?"
"It may be a corpse controlled by magic, or a zombie that has been resurrected. I heard other mercenaries say that they have seen zombie monsters that are alive and walking."
A woman felt a chill running down her spine and trembled: "Hey, it's really scary. How could there be such a thing in the capital?"
At this time, another group of people came into the tavern. The first person who came in was a big furry wolf, and then a group of soldiers wearing armors with blood stains and new marks on their armors also came in.
"They are soldiers of the Confederate Army." Someone in the tavern recognized the marks on their armor.
The beast general Langya ignored the strange looks from everyone, chose an empty table and shouted to the bartender: "Bring a big chair and a big wine glass, and I want four barrels of beer." He was tall and had a large capacity for drinking. Langya was currently
He is 3.14 meters tall and looks like a little giant in front of others.
The bartender quickly brought over a chair and four barrels of beer. He didn't want to offend this big guy: "I got what you asked for, but I don't have a suitable wine glass for you."
Langya waved his hand and didn't care, pulled out the stopper of the wine barrel, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
The other soldiers also found seats and sat down to order food. This is how it is in a pub like this. Even people who don't know each other can sit together and drink and chat. But he was the only one drinking at Langya's table.
Even his subordinates did not accompany him. It was not because he was too big and others were unwilling to sit with him, nor because he was not popular, but because he was used to drinking alone.
He drinks sip after sip, then puts down the barrel, and after a while picks up the barrel again, one barrel after another, one barrel after another, until he doesn't want to drink anymore and will not leave.
…
Otis and Honglian were walking on the street. After walking for a while, Honglian couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you really not care about that person?"
Otis said: "I don't care, because I have already guessed who he is."
"Oh, who is he?" Honglian asked.
Otis smiled slightly and said: "If you are either from the Holy Garden, you are from GITW."
"It's them!" Honglian said: "I understand, it's because of Ravel's death."
"Yes, this means that they have noticed the mark of the light dragon on the corpse, and they discovered it faster than I expected."
"Is that okay?" Honglian was a little worried. Neither GITW nor Shengyuan were easy to offend. If he offended them, he would be sent to a prison cell.
Otis said: "No problem, when I assassinate Ravel, I will definitely gain the power of the Doomsday Light Dragon, but this is also my intention."
"So the master has already predicted the consequences? But won't they notice us?"
Otis said: "Yes, this is the result I want."
Honglian said: "Master seems to be hiding many things from Honglian."
Otis smiled: "Some things are boring now that you know them. The story is interesting only if the audience doesn't know."
Unknowingly, the two of them had arrived at the community where they were staying temporarily, and a strange smell filled the air.
Sensing the strange atmosphere, Honglian became alert again and saw a man in a red vest walking slowly towards this side under the street lights in the community garden.
"It's you." Honglian put down her vigilance and stood quietly beside her master holding the knife.
The person who came was none other than the evil spirit encountered by a drunkard outside the tavern.
If you say this man is an evil ghost, he really is an evil ghost. He has a bald head with a few sparse hairs on his head. There are two big eyeballs bulging in the deep sunken eye sockets. The scary thing is that there are no eyelid bags outside his eyeballs.
He looked like his eyeballs might fall out of their sockets at any time. He had no lips, and his big white teeth were completely exposed in the air. If he wasn't wearing brand-new clothes, people who saw him would really think that he came out of the cemetery.
's corpse.
"King of the Airspace, Lord Otis." The 'evil ghost' who came over spoke. Because he had no lips, his words were very unclear.
Otis said, "Don't call me that here. Let's talk in the house."
Otis and Guren live in a single-family apartment. As soon as the ghost-like person entered the house, he asked: "Have you fought with anyone just now?"
"How do you know I live here?" Otis asked without answering.
The ghost-like person smiled: "Oh, some people always have abilities that others don't have, especially people like me, right?"
Otis looked him up and down: "It seems that I said nonsense. However, the fact that you, the zombie Earl Seranik, one of the 'Three Lords of Death' under the King of the Underworld, appear here shows that Cora has great influence on the royal capital."
Things are also very interesting."
Selanik said: "The matter of St. Bikoya is a major matter for the organization. As one of the four kings of the organization, Lord Pluto should be concerned about this matter. However, Selanik does not have any purpose in coming here this time.
, I’m not here to take a piece of meat from your mouth, so the King of Airspace doesn’t have to worry.”
Otis smiled: "What am I worried about? This piece of meat is not in my mouth, and it's not my turn to be the one to worry about."
Selanik said: "I came here to say hello. You are one of the four kings, so I should come here to say hello. Besides, I came here specifically to await punishment."
"Bad punishment, what do you mean?"
"I don't know what it means." Selanik said: "I'm just following orders. However, there are not many people available under the King of Airspace. It is always more convenient to have someone available." He glanced at Honglian as he said that.
Otis said: "I understand what you mean, but Cora is really not afraid of showing off when she sends you."