Chapter 185 - Chapter 185: Did We Come at a Bad Time?
Chapter 185: Did We Come at a Bad Time?
Translator: Lonelytree
In the dark and damp cave, the flickering torches drew shadows on the walls like demons.
In the middle of a rare square altar.
The Sphere of the Death, which had been cast with the Shrinking Spell, slowly disappeared into a holy white light.
Immediately after.
A stone brick floated up from the base of the altar.
The stone brick shook violently in the air, making a rustling sound. A large amount of dust and stone chips fell from the brick.
Very quickly.
The outer shell of the stone brick was shaken off, revealing a few purple pages wrapped inside.
He saw those pages.
Blinken, who was guarding the centre of the altar, looked excited.
He solemnly took out a book from his bosom. Its outer shell was as hard as iron, and the cover was a palm with six fingers.
Shhh!
The book and the pages each emitted a piercing sound as if the water temperature of a kettle had reached a critical point.
Three seconds later.
The page completely broke free from the stone brick and smoothly merged into the book in Blinken’s hand.
In an instant.
The palm with only six fingers suddenly reached out from the cover and grabbed Blinken’s neck. The latter’s eyes bulged, and the veins on his temples bulged!
The few people around the altar were indifferent to this scene.
They just coldly watched the change on the altar.
The purple palm seemed to have a special magic power. It sealed all of Blinken’s power so that the latter couldn’t resist at all.
At the crucial moment.
A skull flew out of Blinken’s arms!
The skull slammed into the base of the six-fingered palm. At the same time, pitch-black negative energy shot out from Emma’s eyes. They were like dark vipers that wrapped around the six-fingered palm. Then, they exerted force and tightened!
Ten seconds passed.
The six-fingered palm suddenly collapsed!
Blinken lost his balance and fell to his knees. He panted heavily, but his right hand that was holding the purple book never relaxed.
“Stay alert at all times, Little Ken. There are many people here who wish for your death.”
Emma said faintly.
Blinken smiled, relieved.
“I know. I finally got the second Book of Blasphemy. I have a chance to resurrect more of your body parts.”
Hearing this, Emma only said coldly, “You can say that after you’ve done it.” With that, she burrowed into Blinken’s arms.
Brinken looked down at the direction Emma had disappeared to. His eyes flashed with deep infatuation and a little disappointment.
He grabbed the book tightly and stood up.
He came to the edge of the altar and said to a huge shadow,
“Was that a pleasant cooperation?”
A hoarse voice came from the shadows.
“You seem very weak now…”
Blinken frowned.
A man and a woman came towards him. The man was a mutant with an elephant’s trunk, and the woman was a Drow Warrior with a hot figure. They followed a man in the shadows.
He just made a deal with the Lord and sacrificed a finished ‘Heavenly Sphere of the Death’ to obtain the other one-fifth of the Book of Blasphemy. As far as I know, although the Book of Blasphemy is powerful, it will constantly bite its master. His strength was originally suppressed to around Level 18, and now, I dare to bet that he’s not at Tier 5 at all!”
The elephant-trunk man excitedly held a slender wooden stick and said, “Boss, why don’t we kill him?”
There was a long silence in the shadows.
Blinken said coldly,
“Don’t be stupid. The master behind you wouldn’t dare to offend me like this! “Moreover, at this juncture, do you still want to offend the Dragon Lich Sect?” The man in the shadows laughed.
“I’m not afraid of offending the Dragon Lich Sect, but I won’t attack you. After all, we used to be friends.”
The elephant-trunk man wanted to say something, but he was pulled away by the Drow Warrior.
Blinken let out a long sigh of relief.
He was indeed very weak now. In order to suppress the restless Book of Blasphemy, his strength was less than 60% of his usual strength. If these people really attacked, he would pay a heavy price regardless of whether he lived or died.
Fortunately, the person in the shadows let him go.
Blinken hurried away with the book in his arms.
It wasn’t until he walked away from the altar and activated a pre-set teleportation gate that he finally regained his provocative confidence. He turned around and said,
“If you fall into my hands next time, I will consider letting you off.
“Also, your altar foundation is an irregular square. Won’t the god you serve blame you for this, Anderson?
The person in the shadows suddenly became agitated.
‘ My name isn’t Anderson!!!”
As he spoke.
He slowly walked out of the shadows.
Blinken only took a glance, and deep shock flashed in his eyes.
Even with his experience in Necromancy, he had never seen such a strange creature.
Only one head was left intact.
The frame below the neck was made up of bones of different lengths and qualities!
In order to prevent the bones from being incompatible, the person who pieced them together used a large amount of magic glue at the joints.
The reason why he barely looked like a human was because his bones were wrapped in chains.
These iron chains seemed to have a life of their own, and they wrapped around his body irregularly..