The skeleton family is also one of the types of magic servants that wizards like to use. However, wizards prefer to use soul-gathering skeletons as magic servants. Through necromancy, specific souls are stuffed into the skeletons. In this case, the souls can be used as skeletons.
As a resident body, it interferes with the material world. The little red behind Flora is actually a soul-gathering skeleton, but it is more special, it is a soul-gathering skeleton originating from the nightmare world.
For the soul-gathering skeleton, the soul is the body, and the skeleton is the clothes. The clothes can be replaced under certain circumstances.
It can be said that although the Soul Gathering Skeletons are a clan of skeletons, they are actually a clan created by wizards. The Dead Soul Skeletons are different, they are a naturally formed clan of skeletons.
Generally speaking, the starting point of dead soul skeletons is higher than that of soul gathering skeletons. As for the future upper limit, it depends on their respective fortunes.
"Could there be dead soul skeletons in here?"
Angel raised his head and looked at the giant python opposite, and surprisingly caught a hint of doubt in the python's eyes.
Could it be that the python didn't know what was going on in the coffin?
This is interesting.
While Angel was still thinking secretly, he suddenly smelled a strong fishy smell. It was not the rotten smell in the black water lake in the deserted village, but the simple smell of blood.
As the coffin shook violently, a stream of blood flowed out from the side of the coffin lid!
"There is blood in the coffin, which song is this about?" Angel frowned. The blood means it is not a skeleton. What could be inside?
Just when Angel was full of doubts, a strange voice suddenly came to Angel's ears.
——"This is my blood."
This voice is old and simple, and it is the most charming voice that Angel has ever heard. It seems to have traveled through time, from the primitive and dense forest of ancient times, to the mountains, to the sea, and across
I have overcome the limit of time and come here just to talk to you.
As the voice sounded, a breeze suddenly blew from the ground. The surrounding dandelions began to sway, and balls of gleaming light rose up from the ground, surrounding Angel and the giant python.
Angel raised his head and looked at the giant python, and found a hint of fatigue in its golden vertical pupils: "Is it you who is talking?"
The python nodded.
——"Take him out of here and save him."
The voice has a magical charm, gently instigating the eardrums, with a fascinating intoxication.
Just listening to this sound made Angel feel inexplicably relaxed and peaceful. It seemed that its sound had a magical power that could calm everything.
Such a wonderful and perfect voice, without any fluctuation of magic power, can actually soothe people's hearts? This is definitely the most beautiful voice Angel has ever heard, and even Toby's eyes are filled with admiration for the giant python.
But this kind of sound seemed to come at a huge price. After the giant python finished saying this, it became exhausted and collapsed on the ground breathing heavily.
"Is it painful for you to speak? You don't need to speak, just nod or shake your head to answer me." Angel asked.
The python nodded.
Angel understood. No wonder the python never answered: "You didn't ask me to bury this coffin, but you asked me to take it away? And then save the people inside?"
The giant python nodded with hope in its eyes.
Seeing the python nodding, Angel's heart arose with doubts. Is there anyone alive in this coffin? Are they the survivors of the deserted village? That's not right. How could they still be alive after nearly a thousand years?
"Are the coffins filled with the remnants of a deserted village?" For this reason, Angel specially explained the meaning of "deserted village".
When the deserted village was mentioned, a trace of sadness flashed in the giant python's eyes, but he still nodded.
"Are they really the survivors of a deserted village? That was a village that was destroyed a thousand years ago... It's unbelievable that it has survived for a thousand years." Angel's last words were not only talking about the survivors in the coffin, but also about the giant python in front of him.
.
Angel guessed that there might be another reason for this. The giant python said that the blood in it belonged to it, which meant that it had been using the blood to hang the lives of the people inside, but the blood of a wizard-level monster would never let a person
Ordinary people live for thousands of years.
Therefore, there is something fishy about the person inside this coffin.
"Why does it keep jumping like this? Can I open this coffin?"
The giant python also had doubts in his eyes, but he still nodded.
...Even the giant python doesn't know why the coffin suddenly became active? This matter feels more and more complicated. But despite this, Angel's anxious heart is relieved. At least judging from the current situation, the giant python
The python really didn't seem to have any intention of becoming his enemy.
After getting the consent of the giant python, Angel continued to maintain the state of "Wanyu Xingxing" and slowly opened the coffin lid with his magic hand.
The coffin lid was not fixed, and it was obvious that the giant python often exchanged blood. With a gentle lift of the magic hand, the coffin lid was easily lifted.
At the same time, the person in the coffin struggled even more fiercely. Angel saw that the coffin was filled with blood with a strong smell, and a bloody man bound by vines was struggling crazily.
Angel couldn't see clearly the appearance of the person in the coffin, but through the outline of the pool of blood, he could see that it might be a "young" man.
But what Angel was more concerned about than the appearance of the man in the coffin was that there was madness in this man's eyes, but when he looked at him, he was slightly timid.
Angel was no stranger to this look.
"Is he being parasitized?" Angel asked in a low voice.
After hearing these words, the giant python reacted greatly. It originally collapsed on the ground, but now it curled up and looked at Angel with stern and cold eyes:
——"Why do you appear in Pocrates? Who are you?"
Different from the spring breeze-like voice before, this time the python's voice was extremely cold, like a bone-piercing sharp knife pressing against the throat. Even the shiny down that originally surrounded them became colder at this time.
If you are not careful, you will be cut into pieces by a thousand swords.
"Pocrates, is that the name of a deserted village?"
The giant python was silent for a moment and nodded.
Angel somewhat understood the python's current thoughts. The python seemed to have been guarding Pocrates, so he knew very well that Pocrates was actually unmanned. Therefore, his arrival was both a hope and a blessing for the python.
A threat.
The so-called hope is the hope of the person in the coffin. The so-called threat is that Angel's identity is a threat.
"I am a wizard apprentice who accidentally fell into a plane. Later, by chance, I came out of a passage in Pocrates." Angel said this and took out the bone card from his bracelet: "Although I don't know
Do you know it, but this is my identity certificate, I come from the barbaric caves of the wizarding world in the southern region."
The giant python glanced at the bone card and said nothing. He didn't seem to know what the bone card was. Angel didn't care either. He put the bone card away and pointed at the person in the coffin: "As for parasitism, because we don't have it there either.
There is a parasitic situation, so I understand his general situation."
After Angel finished explaining, the python still had a strong look of disbelief in its eyes, and the cold aura around it made Angel shudder.
Angel sighed helplessly, and told everything about what happened in Dusk, his unfortunate fate of falling into the plane, and everything that happened when he left here. As for his relationship with the colorful dragonfly, Angel did not hide it, but he changed
There is a theory, only that Teacher Sanders left a magical "mark" in his body. The mark of a wizard of the second-level path of true knowledge has boundless power. He used the mark to control the colorful dragonflies, and he was able to control the colorful dragonflies.
I was lucky enough to escape from the plane.
After saying this, although the giant python still had distrust in his eyes, Angel was really at his wits end. It was impossible for him to reveal all the connections between what happened to him and the nightmare world. This was not only his secret, but also Sang's secret.
Des's repeated bans. Their lineage is based on nightmares. Many things are secret and cannot be told to others.
Angel: "You can also see that I have no intention of being your enemy. And at my age, do you think I will be involved in the destruction of Pocrates?"
After saying this, the python pondered for a moment and then nodded slightly. It was precisely because Angel was too young and had absolutely nothing to do with Pocrates, and also because it saw Angel in the burial lake.
Man, it brought Angel here.
"I know you still don't believe it, but there is nothing I can do. But my mentor will cure his parasite. If you let me go, I will take him to my mentor and ask him to save him." Angel
road.
Angel specifically pointed out that all the formal wizards in the Dusk Well were parasitized. Only Sanders, who has stronger power and embarked on the path of true knowledge, can save the man in the coffin.
To this end, Angel also specially demonstrated the power of the "mark".
He walked to the coffin and looked at the tied man struggling. Angel shouted: "Stop what you are doing!"
As Angel shouted, the man in the coffin looked at Angel in fear, and finally slowly stopped struggling.
This is the function of the identity of "Sawa" and has nothing to do with the unnecessary "mark".
Angel relied on this hand to suppress the parasitized Duke Tebichu at dusk, so he was very familiar with it.
The giant python saw that the man in the coffin slowly calmed down his struggle. Although he was confused, he also felt a sense of awe for Teacher Angel. It had seen a wizard, so it knew how powerful a wizard who embarked on the path of true knowledge was.
powerful.
Only then did the giant python slightly let go of its hostility and collapsed on the ground exhausted.
"I will take him to find a mentor and I will definitely save him from parasitism."
——"Thank you." The giant python tried his best to murmur in a low voice.
Seeing the giant python slowly lowering its guard, Angel breathed a sigh of relief, and then tentatively asked about the way to leave.
The giant python did not speak, but pointed with its tail to the unfinished road outside.
Angel's eyes showed joy, it seemed that this time the situation was clear.
Next, Angel began to slowly communicate with the giant python, but he used gentle words. In the process, Angel also got a lot of information, and he found that the giant python was not indifferent, and
Like a wise old man, even if it doesn't speak, Angel can sometimes understand a lot just by looking at it.
From the mouth of the giant python, I learned that the deserted village was called Pocrates. It was a place where a group of reclusive doctors did research, and it was regarded as a holy place for doctors. Then one day, disaster struck, and a mist passage opened in Pocrates, and they were connected with each other.
At the same time, a group of evil and unexpected guests also visited.
These evil uninvited guests are none other than colorful dragonflies.