Chapter 8, Blood Crow

Skull shook his head: "I am indeed a soldier from Munich, but not anymore"

Yi Wulian emerged silently from the darkness, as if the cold wind of early spring had quietly graced the frozen earth, bringing with it the fragrance before the blooming of a hundred flowers. Kou Kou Malian casually waved her wrist, and suddenly a strong wind arose. Yi Wulian, with her head bowed in tranquility, gently pressed down the hem of her skirt, yet the wind stubbornly insisted on lifting her veil. Yi Wulian's hair danced in the wind, lingering between the delicate fingers that skillfully played with it, her eyes curving in playful reproach at the wind's mischief, her smile resembling the blooming of an orchid in the darkness. Kou Kou Malian casually waved her wrist, and suddenly a strong wind arose. Yi Wulian, with her head bowed in tranquility, gently pressed down the hem of her skirt, yet the wind stubbornly insisted on lifting her veil. Yi Wulian's hair danced in the wind, lingering between the delicate fingers that skillfully played with it, her eyes curving in playful reproach at the wind's mischief, her smile resembling the blooming of an orchid in the darkness.

"You will never be happy, you fool!" The voice, sounding somewhat annoyed, continued, "What is this? A skeleton soldier wearing a wreath? You will be trapped in wax like us, unless you enjoy standing here for thousands of years. I still have some hope; I am a noble of the Red Devils. Our clan leader and kin will come to rescue me sooner or later, but who will come to save a humble skeleton?"

The skeleton, scratching its skull, saw the blood crow begin to peck at it with a speed that could create illusions. Unable to resist, it picked up a worm, wanting to try putting it in its mouth. In an instant, the crow's eyes glinted with cold light, and it lunged forward, spraying saliva, leaping onto the skeleton's ribs, and after a roll, snatched the worm away.

The mural on the wall gradually depicted more of the Daniao, with scenes of war and punishment beginning to emerge. Skull Da observed some individuals covered in bees, seemingly trembling in agony. Just then, he accidentally kicked something underfoot, which turned out to be a leopard's skull. Skull Da suddenly recalled that there were very few flowers that produced honey on this continent; how could those bees possibly gather enough nectar to make honey? The bee depicted in the mural was indeed the guiding type. What could have caused the Daniao dynasty to change its rule?

Skull carefully examined the pitiful ornament; this manner of death was evidently quite unpleasant. He first focused on the demon with a somewhat dark red complexion, whose veins were bulging on his face, though it was unclear when this had occurred. Due to the thin layer of beeswax, all the deceased maintained their original postures and appearances, even their complexions remained intact.

However, he finally grasped the wings of the perpetrator, preventing the other party from attacking him again. Skull was very curious; he did not want to harm this rare creature that had seen both sides, for to him, having seen both sides meant reunion, which was a precious fate. His first impression was that this fellow understood language, even if it could not speak, it would certainly understand. So he stared directly into the eyes of the blood crow, attempting to express with clumsy pronunciation: "Why... bite me? I have no gems in my eyes, and I do not have what you love to eat!" His first impression was that this fellow understood language, even if it could not speak, it would certainly understand. So he stared directly into the eyes of the blood crow, attempting to express with clumsy pronunciation: "Why... bite me? I have no gems in my eyes, and I do not have what you love to eat!"

Skull asked: "Are you wondering where I am going?"

How could this bastard skeleton soldier understand these things

He continues to strive to express his intentions, yet it is difficult to distinguish between affection and the pull of interests: "Why do you not accept my goodwill? During the time when Bai Liange led our clan, the policy has always been to exclude the Dark Magic Clan. However, my thoughts differ; I believe that Munich is far more reliable than the cunning Blue Magic Clan. We, the Red Magic Clan, are brave and skilled in battle; if we form an alliance, there will be no one in the world who can rival us"

"Quickly help me out of here, the badge tells me you are an excellent soldier from Munich," said the Black Knight. "I am Keno, the loyal knight of Lady Cocomarian, trapped here for I do not even know how long! Did Lady Cocomarian or Chief Louis de Lann send you to find me?"

The blood crow fiercely attacked the gaps in his palms with its large beak, striking the left palm several times and then the right palm, producing a loud thudding sound. The skull giant could only endure, not daring to let go. The blood crow possessed considerable strength, and the hardness of its beak was quite formidable. Although his skeletal form was difficult to injure with blades or swords, he was in excruciating pain from the pecking of the blood crow, almost as if his limbs were about to be torn apart

The sound of the furious Lian could be heard seeping through the crack of the door, forcing the blood crow to step forward, one step at a time. It could not fly far, only flapping its wings to flutter a few meters, and it had even been mocked by the mountain chicken in the past. However, it was still quite clever; it found its kind and pretended to be mute to gain sympathy, using body language to inform them that the battlefield was littered with corpses and eyeballs, which led it to hitch a ride on a favorable tree branch to arrive here. ... The night does not disappoint the determined crow; it thanks the dark creator, the king of demons, for finally bringing its enemy and the ice blood bracelet back into view, and the blood crow could hardly contain its excitement ... However, it was still quite clever; it found its kind and pretended to be mute to gain sympathy, using body language to inform them that the battlefield was littered with corpses and eyeballs, which led it to hitch a ride on a favorable tree branch to arrive here. ... The night does not disappoint the determined crow; it thanks the dark creator, the king of demons, for finally bringing its enemy and the ice blood bracelet back into view, and the blood crow could hardly contain its excitement ...

Skeleton Da and the crow followed closely behind, while the bee flew slowly, as if burdened with a great deal of honey, moving up and down leisurely. As Skeleton Da and the crow walked further away, the crow perched on Skeleton Da's shoulder, acting as a commander, anxiously flapping its wings to signal not to lose track.

When the skull was thrown into chaos by them, a beam of light suddenly shone from the darkness, instantly silencing all the captives. It was a luminous soul, or rather, a mass of indistinct, writhing white light

The Black Knight Keno was astonished: "Why?"

Skull said: "No."

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The crow nodded, swiftly turned around, and raised its rear towards him. Skull let out a deep sigh and seriously bid farewell to the blood crow: "Well then, I shall take my leave. If I find another bracelet and encounter you again, I will surely give it to you." He stood up and walked away, feeling a sense of relief, with no sound behind him.

You? You! The demon never imagined that one day it would be mocked by a skeleton. After a moment of hesitation, there was no further response. A gloomy laughter came from the side; it was the Dark Knight. The Dark Knight was much like the skeleton, with no significant limitations on life, but now its soul was imprisoned, standing there in a pose, holding a sword. Of course, the sword was also sealed with wax, and above its head hung an empty beehive resembling a workshop.

The blood crow turned its head in anger, not wanting to look at him, but the crow's field of vision was broad; even with its head turned, it could still see Skull Big. This infuriated it greatly, and it struggled in Skull Big's palm, opening its mouth to bark—"Woof! Woof woof..."

"My hellish sacred flame, unparalleled black sorceress Koko Malin, even the flames of hell pale in comparison to your beauty!" The voice was not lacking in grandeur, yet it spoke words of excessive praise. A fellow who worshipped fervor and imagery was captivated by her fiery red hair and boldly obstructed her path.

In its view, the skeleton is a fool. It probably does not know where to go, or it is lost, a deserter among skeleton soldiers, of which it has never even heard.

The hellhound's hobby is gnawing on bones, but Skull Big is not afraid. The jagged maw before him is undoubtedly more terrifying than the hellhound, and the blood crow's jaw is likely much fiercer and stronger than that of the hellhound. However, the most frightening aspect is that it is currently emitting a barking sound. Skull Big is also unsure why a creature that barks like a dog is particularly terrifying; anyway, in his flustered state, that jagged mouth suddenly clamped down on his lowest rib, leaving him hanging there.

"Then your lord must certainly appreciate it. Please convey my regards to your young and capable lord. The next meeting will be a battle of life and death." Coco Malin smiled wickedly, closed the car door, and said, "Send them off!"

"Shut up, you coward!" The Black Knight Gino shouted angrily, "Traitor! I don't need your help; I would rather stand here! Let me out, and I will tear you to pieces for Lady Koko Malin!"

"It's up to you then," said Lou, shrugging his shoulders and looking around. "Is there anyone else who can speak? Can someone tell me how to get out?"

The blood crow happily tasted the sweet honey. The golden, viscous substance puzzled Skull, as he tried to absorb it like plasma, but it had no flavor. The beeswax, however, was quite interesting; he immediately noticed it as a premium beauty and skincare product. Skull took a piece of the honeycomb and smeared it on his arm bone, adding a layer of white skin. He felt very comfortable, as this significantly reduced moisture evaporation, making his bones and even joints feel nourished, and even the slight creaking sounds that used to occur disappeared. Skull took a piece of the honeycomb and smeared it on his arm bone, adding a layer of white skin. He felt very comfortable, as this significantly reduced moisture evaporation, making his bones and even joints feel nourished, and even the slight creaking sounds that used to occur disappeared.

The surroundings were filled with a cacophony of voices, shouting "Let me out!" and "Don't pay attention to that fool!" It turned out that many souls were trapped here, not yet fully dead. However, from their tones and the movement of their eyes, it was evident to Skull that none of them knew the way to escape. Perhaps the honest Red Devil and the grumpy Black Knight were the most straightforward among them. They were there, speaking in strange tones, using threats and temptations, with some strong waves of thought penetrating into the mind, causing headaches, as if someone was despicably and futilely attempting to control his body. Yet, from their tones and the movement of their eyes, it was clear to Skull that none of them knew the way to escape. Perhaps the honest Red Devil and the grumpy Black Knight were the most straightforward among them. They were there, speaking in strange tones, using threats and temptations, with some strong waves of thought penetrating into the mind, causing headaches, as if someone was despicably and futilely attempting to control his body.

The skull tore off a piece of raised bark, revealing a mass of white, tender maggots, which were offered to the crow on the bark. The blood crow pondered for a long, almost a second, before reluctantly accepting. The moment it picked up one, its stomach growled, and its greedy, ravenous demeanor was instantly apparent

"I do not like that kind of life, and I will never go back again," said Lou Da. "How can I save you?"

The blood crow nodded slightly, its gaze filled with excitement

The audacious individual possesses fiery red skin and straight horns atop his head, signifying his pure lineage and immense strength. He is Moga, the young leader of the Red Demon Clan, serving as the temporary patriarch of the powerful Baide family within the unrestrained Red Demon Clan, a position for which he must risk his life. Koko Malin smiled; she would accept the rose, for the only opportunity she lacked had appeared with the rose, and she had almost let it slip by.

Mojia's gaze was somewhat infatuated, and the edges of her wide wings appeared a bit soft, a departure from her usual grandeur, trailing behind her in a gentle curve

Skull gradually became happier, his speech became increasingly fluent, and his mind clearer. The innate skills he possessed were gradually reviving. Wisdom and talent were growing at an astonishing rate. Although he was a brand new soul, he was confident in living the life he had escaped to. He could even dream beautifully, though he missed his blood skeleton companions. One day, he would be able to rescue them, but Skull felt a bit lonely. Although he was a brand new soul, he was confident in living the life he had escaped to. He could even dream beautifully, though he missed his blood skeleton companions. One day, he would be able to rescue them, but Skull felt a bit lonely.

However, it is an undeniable fact that the rabid crow is desperately biting. Could it be that after just a few days of absence, it has contracted rabies? Skull, in a fluster, stood up from the mud pit and tried to escape. At this moment, the place where he had lain down had become very slippery, and he was swaying unsteadily. As he watched that serrated mouth open wide, Skull suddenly lost his balance due to tension and got entangled with the fern plants, and that serrated mouth came rushing towards him.

The blood crow struggles and pecks wildly, and then: "Woof woof woof ... ... "

Skull was a bit confused; although he had not lived here for long, to be frank, he was less than one year old. However, his memory and his innate knowledge system told him that crows were not called that, nor were blood crows, and there was no bird by that name, nor was there a dog that looked like a crow

This is the capital of Hell, the palace of the Demon King, where the council is held twice a year. The Demon King focuses on regaining power and remains indifferent to worldly affairs, while the Supreme Council exercises the authority of Hell on his behalf, assigning tasks to each territory

"That's wonderful, did you see it? The young parent of the Red Demon Clan, Moga, is currently in a state of emotional turmoil." The laughter of Koko Marlene echoed above the fir trees of Munich, making Moga sound like a beast. Then she suddenly asked with determination: "Lian, are you very loyal to me?"

Oh, following it will lead to the beehive. " Skull Da clapped his hands, " I see now.

The crow showed no interest in the patterns; it waddled with its short legs, making its rear and beak appear particularly large. It chased after the peculiar bee, moving deeper into the ruins, glancing around as it walked. The bee buzzed, leading the way, guiding them to the innermost depths of the ruins

The peculiar bee noticed his slowing footsteps and intentionally circled back, buzzing a few times. Compared to the sweet fragrance emitted by the bee, ordinary honey is truly insignificant. The bee flew directly to the two trees that leaned towards each other and grew in an intertwined manner, paused for a moment, then dove down and flew through the portal formed by their intersection

The crow suddenly cawed loudly and ran back, while Skull Big looked towards the corner, where there were nothing but bones! A mountain of bones, more than the pile of discarded bones that the scavenger had picked up! Suddenly, a swarm of bees rose up in a dark cloud from the pile of bones. The crow jumped onto Skull Big's head, flapping its wings against his forehead. Skull Big turned his head and ran, only to find that the buzzing sound of bees flapping their wings surrounded him from all directions, though he did not know when it had started.

Skeleton squatted down, then leaped up fiercely, jumping more than ten feet high, and grabbed the beehive. The beehive was so sturdy that it did not fall; Skeleton hung above, swaying back and forth. The poisonous bees buzzed and swarmed out, crawling all over Skeleton's body, but it was evident that it had no effect. Skeleton was merely a pile of bones, and those poisonous bees regarded him as no different from a branch blown by the wind, choosing not to attack him.

"Well, I hope you can say the same when Bai Liange returns home." Koko Malin no longer spoke much to him, "Lian, we are leaving."

Skull had no choice but to say: "Let us go find the corpse and pick it up; perhaps many people have this thing as well."

Only the Scarlet Devil Clan produces arrogant fools! Kōkō Maren calmly dispersed her magical power, her charming eyes arched like a crescent moon, and her fiery red hair swirled like raging flames. "Now the Scarlet Devil Clan relies entirely on you; for the sake of Baelian, I shall not kill you." She chuckled, her steps unceasing, her long hair dancing as it passed through the body of her opponent, heading towards her carriage. Her seemingly affectionate hair moved freely in the wind, brushing against the opponent's face, leaving a lingering fragrance in its wake. "Now the Scarlet Devil Clan relies entirely on you; for the sake of Baelian, I shall not kill you." She chuckled, her steps unceasing, her long hair dancing as it passed through the body of her opponent, heading towards her carriage. Her seemingly affectionate hair moved freely in the wind, brushing against the opponent's face, leaving a lingering fragrance in its wake.

The crow was pricked by a thorn, its feathers on the top of its head standing on end: "Woof woof woof woof!"

"You are just a little child; do not entertain thoughts about adults," said Koukou Malin expressionlessly, yet she offered him some sweet encouragement, "Why not wait until you become the true ruler of the Red Demon Clan before considering such trivial matters"

Bring it back to me! If you can't find it, then just bark for the rest of your life!

Good things, good things. The vulture and the crow each took what they needed, when suddenly, distant cries of a leopard echoed through the air. They listened for a while, and the crow continued to eat its honey, while the vulture kept waxing the joints.

Skull Da rubbed his teeth with his fingers, dislodging a piece of bark, and said: "This way, it's quicker to remember certain things, and it also saves effort for the eyes"

Coco Marlene glanced at the rose, which was flawless and vividly beautiful, suddenly reminding her of her beloved's hometown, where wild roses bloomed abundantly in Rose County. She recalled the countless moonlit nights spent embracing amidst the fallen petals, and a sense of desolation welled up within her. Then, she became enraged; her pupils constricted in an instant. No one but her lover was worthy of presenting her with flowers! She lifted her head, fiercely searching for the throat of that fool, her soft fingers now tracing the contours of death like a sharp blade.

If you were to paint it like this, I might even be happy! Lou Da extended his hand to touch the demon's face, only to see its eyes roll, and then a voice resonated in his mind through thought.

A very peculiar bee was disturbed by their argument, emerging from an unknown place, buzzing in the air. Skull and the crow suddenly caught a whiff of a sweet fragrance, a sensation that felt unusual, especially for Skull. Theoretically, he should have been sensitive only to the scent of blood, and the honey earlier had not allowed him to detect this peculiar aroma. He turned to look at the crow, which was already drooling, its fiery red eyes greedily fixated on the bee. Theoretically, he should have been sensitive only to the scent of blood, and the honey earlier had not allowed him to detect this peculiar aroma. He turned to look at the crow, which was already drooling, its fiery red eyes greedily fixated on the bee

Castlevania. A city of peril accentuated by flames, where the dark glory is bestowed, a metropolis to which billions of lives submit

The skeleton was completely covered by bees, which fervently lifted him into the air and then set him down, pushing and shoving him, entering his eye sockets and the spaces between each rib, as if welcoming a hero returning from slaying a dragon. The skeleton did not understand why they were so excited; could it be that their only hobby was collecting bones? He felt as if he were caught in the raging waves of the sea, unable to control himself

The crow nodded, and Skull raised his arm high, shouting: "To the continent of Lightness!"

She turned to the trembling woman and harshly demanded, "Are you really a virgin?"

"Is there still a need to conserve one's eyesight?" The crow turned its head and gave him a delicate white-eyed glance with its bird eyelid, "This idiot."

Mo Jia felt a jolt in his heart, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words. By the time he wanted to speak, Kou Kou Ma Lian and Yi Wu Lian had already vanished into the dark mist. He stumbled forward a couple of steps, almost unaware of what he was doing.

The crow was not interested in the revival of his knowledge and hurriedly walked into the place where the bees had drilled through, instantly disappearing from sight. Skull quickly bent down and followed him in. The bees had clearly made a point of showing them the exit, and Skull felt very uneasy. Within those flawless natural scenes, no one knew what lay hidden, nor could they understand why the bees had deliberately led them there.

Skull Big reached out to pinch its wings, but the blood crow was remarkably fierce, seemingly fighting for its life as it flapped its wings, climbing up on Skull Big's ribs as if it were climbing a mountain, and even freeing its beak to peck around. Skull Big failed to grasp it firmly once, then twice, and ended up with a few feathers in his hand. The crow perched on his head, pecking forcefully at the crown. Fortunately, Skull Big's bones were exceptionally sturdy. He cautiously spread his palm and lunged to grab it, finally capturing it.

Mojia felt a sense of opportunity and, in her joy, raised the rose in her hand and handed it over again, proudly stating: "Naturally, there is none in hell; that thing cannot leave the continent of Leitenis."

The white, transparent wings beat rapidly, and a swarm surged towards him, enveloping his entire body like a wild tide, pushing him back and forth in a haze. However, as he had anticipated, he was not attacked. Just like the ordinary wasps before, there was nothing on his body worth their extraction.

Daniyal Dynasty

They rushed recklessly to what should have been the entrance, but the entrance had already vanished, and the end of the road was still a road. The crow anxiously pecked at the ground with its beak, while the bees leisurely filled the sky. Skull knew what they were thinking; once you entered here, there was no hope of escape. He was surprisingly calm, perhaps having faced death countless times before; now he was merely a pile of bones, with nothing left to fear.

The skull looked at the bloodied crow, which appeared quite pitiful in the rain. Not only was it covered in mud, but its pair of red eyes looked particularly fierce, as if harboring deep-seated hatred, gazing at him with a persistent stare. Its head seemed to have been struck hard, resulting in a bump, and a few feathers had fallen out, leaving a small bald patch.

The final image depicts a blood-red bee, with blood flowing wherever it crawls

In that case, why does the guiding bee insist on leading them here? Is it merely for the pitiful flesh and blood of the blood crow? Lou Da felt somewhat astonished; the behavior of the swarm indicated that they had not mistaken their target.

The country bumpkin walked along the ridge with the lord. Without a doubt, the bumpkin was a rustic fellow, while the crow appeared to be an indignant nobleman. Wherever the bumpkin went, he would grab a handful of leaves or something that looked like fruit, shove it into his mouth, chew a couple of times, and then with a "pfft" spit it out, merely to discern their hardness and texture. The crow, on the other hand, looked down upon his unsanitary behavior, turning its head away in disdain. Wherever the bumpkin went, he would grab a handful of leaves or something that looked like fruit, shove it into his mouth, chew a couple of times, and then with a "pfft" spit it out, merely to discern their hardness and texture. The crow, on the other hand, looked down upon his unsanitary behavior, turning its head away in disdain.

At this moment, Skull was once again captivated by a novel object—a gigantic spherical beehive hanging from the treetop. Some thumb-sized wild honeybees buzzed around, landing on plants that seemed to bite, collecting strange mushroom spores

The rain pattered down on the ground, and Lou couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter

Uncertain of the reason, Yi Wulian felt a subtle unease in her heart. She suddenly realized that Koukou Malian would assign her the greatest task, a task whose glory was worth exchanging for everything.

"The barrier?" Lou was taken aback. The small golden sword hanging at his rib glimmered, and Lou immediately recalled more: "It is the ancient seal!"

Oh! The skull could not help but applaud. In less than a few seconds, the bugs in the bark were completely devoured by the crow. The crow, still unsatisfied, decided to abandon its dignity for the sake of appetite, eagerly stretching its neck and conveying a pleading gaze. Unfortunately, the skull had limited understanding; it lost patience and hurriedly flew towards another similar raised piece of bark. Losing the ability to fly does not mean it cannot climb trees; its dedication to delicious food is its own unique elegance. It alternated its two feet to walk along the straight trunk, pecking at the bark. Suddenly, a swarm of red ants surged out, and the bloodied crow let out a mournful cry as it fell to the ground, its entire body covered in ants.

The bees do not have what we need

The skull focused intently, and the soft, pure light gradually faded, becoming clearer. In the midst of it stood a knight holding a sharp sword, and a sense of familiarity suddenly arose.

The blood crow wanders back and forth on the ground, no longer barking, seemingly contemplating something, yet appearing indecisive.

In the dim darkness, Skull Da clearly saw a crow, the same enormous blood crow he had encountered earlier, not far in front of him, viciously digging into the ground with its claws, seemingly preparing to assist in its run. Then it opened its jagged beak and shouted: "Woof! Woof..." After that, it truly began to sprint, not flying, but running wildly on its two legs while flapping its wings.

The upright walking leopards stand solemnly in the mural, adorned with jeweled decorations and wearing long robes. They hold jars in their hands, with a massive bee pattern covered in ancient script at the center. They pour golden honey from the jars, using beeswax for illumination, sealing food for preservation, and even employing it for painting

Skull Da awoke suddenly from his dream, finding no beautiful castle before him, but rather the ugly world of plants. Rain continued to pour down from the trees, and mud was everywhere. There was no sun, no light; waking up so abruptly made his eyes somewhat unaccustomed. Remembering the sound of barking—"Hellhounds?"—he knew that Ami Hai had a few dogs besides them, and he thought Ami Hai had come chasing with his beloved dog, hastily sitting up to check the surroundings.

Skull fell suddenly and tripped, causing the crow to immediately press against the ground, its entire beak buried in the mud. Skull got up and pulled the crow out of the ground like a radish, while the crow sprayed saliva everywhere, barking wildly like a mad dog. Skull, feeling helpless, said: "I don't understand what you are saying"

Blood Crow: "Woof Woof!"

Skull indeed showed some patience; although his beautiful dream was interrupted, the wonderful feeling of equal communication between people still existed. He seemed to desire a companion more than an enemy, especially since he had encountered this blood crow not once, but twice!

The plans for provisions had long been overshadowed by joy, and Skull Da plucked a large leaf to cover the blood crow. The blood crow, puffed up with indignation, hopped twice while flapping its wings to hold the leaf, prompting Skull Da to lift it up and place it on his shoulder. He strode forward through the rain, while the blood crow, sulking with half-closed eyes, nestled in the raincoat that Skull Da provided, ignoring his occasional remarks, merely swaying back and forth on his shoulder with his steps.

"So it seems I am destined for disappointment." Mo Jia could discern the underlying meaning in her words, and with a smile, he performed a nobleman's bow, "However, I still hope that you can grace the Inferno City with your presence in the near future. The rift between the Dark Magic Clan and my Red Magic Clan may not be as insurmountable as you think"

It is unclear how far they have traveled, as the scenery around them gradually changed, revealing many vibrant flowers, leading Da Si to suspect they had entered another world. The red moon seemed particularly fond of this place, casting a soft glow that was significantly brighter than the surroundings. The unique purple morning glories climbed the tree trunks towards the sunlight, while the yellowing bark of the trees stood tall with narrow canopies, seemingly designed not to obstruct the light from reaching the ground. Da Si and the crow were both mesmerized; almost every tree there was adorned with beehives of various sizes, enough that one could eat honey every day without ever finishing it. The unique purple morning glories climbed the tree trunks towards the sunlight, while the yellowing bark of the trees stood tall with narrow canopies, seemingly designed not to obstruct the light from reaching the ground. Da Si and the crow were both mesmerized; almost every tree there was adorned with beehives of various sizes, enough that one could eat honey every day without ever finishing it

The crow maintains its posture and jumps forward on its feet

Skull Great Khan Road: "Are you asking me to die?"

However, the crow was not so composed; it flapped about in panic. Skull hurriedly found a piece of blue stone slab, inserted his fingers into the crevices of the ground, and forcefully pried it open, digging out a large pit. The crow understood and quickly jumped down. The pit was somewhat small, but the bees were flying in from all directions. Skull closed the stone slab, sealing the crow tightly beneath it.

Skull: "Why do you call me that?"

This understated gesture made Moga realize that Koko Malin's magic was several times stronger than his own, and he forced a smile, saying: "What is wrong with this? The most beautiful flowers are those that bloom from lovely maidens."

"And books change accordingly. I am not interested in false things." Coco Marlene gently tossed the rose to the ground, and as it landed, it made a soft sound, suddenly unfurling into a trembling beautiful woman, who turned out to be a living person. Coco Marlene chuckled and said, "You really know how to give gifts."

There are too many good things in the world, and the crow is eager to broaden its horizons, while it is very willing to act as a master to command him. It stands proudly on the shoulder of the big skull, calculating its own gains. "If I take him to meet Yi Wulian, I can fulfill my task! Now I, the crow, also have a subordinate, hehe..."

The black panther struggled to emerge from the pond, its body drenched and one eye swollen. The wasps retrieved their queen from the water's surface and went in search of a new nesting site. The black panther shook off the water droplets and resolutely sought the traces of the skull and the crow. Meanwhile, the skull and the crow, having finished enjoying their respective spoils, felt a lingering sense of satisfaction.

Deep within the forest of Darnio, along the edge of the territory, there are some corners forgotten by time. Now, those connected to fate have arrived.

"Please let me go," the woman said, her voice trembling. "I am a subject of the Rose County, and my lord will surely be grateful to you."

"What do I need a virgin for?" Koko Marlene scolded as she grasped the woman's throat and lifted her up. The pale, naked body trembled in her hands, eyes revealing boundless fear. Koko Marlene threatened, "Speak, who are you?"

The blood crow struggled and twisted, desperately pecking at his palm, opening its mouth and spraying saliva: "Woof woof woof woof ... ... "

Skull Da was somewhat entranced, pondering to himself: "So their history began with honey and beeswax."

"Oh, oh, the cruel beauty," Moga said with some disappointment, "I had thought you would be willing to accept my goodwill"

Unaware of the fate of the Black Panther, Rou Da and the Crow stood in the square paved with blue stones. There were ancient flat-topped towers, and the patterns on the walls were sufficient to indicate that this place had once been a dynasty

The blood crow hung its head in despair. Only it knew why it was so distraught; after all, it was the great messenger of the Snow Mountain Witch, having served the witch clan and Yi Wulian for several hundred years. The witch's mark was on its wings, though it could only be seen when the feathers had fallen out. The message tube on its foot was also a special symbol of its identity. Anyone who harmed the witch's pet would face the most terrifying curse in the world. It seemed that the skeleton before it did not understand this. The blood crow awaited its fate, knowing that if it died, its master Yi Wulian would surely know and would definitely bring it back to life. The witch's mark was on its wings, though it could only be seen when the feathers had fallen out. The message tube on its foot was also a special symbol of its identity. Anyone who harmed the witch's pet would face the most terrifying curse in the world. It seemed that the skeleton before it did not understand this. The blood crow awaited its fate, knowing that if it died, its master Yi Wulian would surely know and would definitely bring it back to life

Coco Marlene chuckled softly, her eyes curving like a crescent moon: "Your thoughts are quite dangerous. There are no red roses in hell; where did your rose come from?"

Then Skull asked, "Do you want my bracelet?"

Skeleton did not want to bend down, so he chose to go around. Unexpectedly, a sudden force pushed him out violently, causing him and the crow to fall to the ground, facing the sky.

They not only collect nectar, but also suck blood

The crow, infuriated, paced back and forth at a rapid pace. Suddenly, it picked up a small stone and used its beak to draw a line on the ground, starting from the small stone and extending to a large rock two meters away. It then jumped and barked furiously at the skull.

Well, that being said, after thinking for a long time, the skull said a sentence that nearly drove the demon to madness, "Actually, you are jealous of me, aren't you?"

However, it is now unable to keep up

If there were a crow willing to be his companion, it would be much better than having none at all; in times of danger, it could serve as emergency provisions. Skull was happily contemplating this, while the rain showed no signs of stopping, pouring down harder and harder, constantly flooding into his eye sockets, which was quite uncomfortable. Unable to resist, Skull wiped a layer of rainwater off his skull and looked around for a place to take shelter. By chance, when he turned his head, he saw the blood crow wearily trudging through the mud, coming step by step.

The Black Knight sneered: "You cannot escape the fate sealed in wax."

Skull hurriedly picked it up and kept slapping it, shaking off the ants. His hands were nowhere near as soft as Yi Wulian's. The blood crow was beaten to the point of nearly gasping for breath, swaying as it took a couple of steps, turning its back to him and secretly harboring some resentment.

Oh no. Suddenly, Skull Great remembered that they had flown out from a pile of bones. Could it be that they used bones to build their nests? That would mean they were the building materials. He stood up and saw that some vividly lifelike white jade statues were neatly arranged around as decorations. However—something seemed off. Skull Great discovered that those were not statues at all, but corpses

The black panther hesitated for a moment as it saw them enter the concealed portal, then swiftly darted over on its four small paws. However, with a "bang," the black panther fell under the intersecting branches, tongue out, eyes filled with stars. A buzzing arose, and the surrounding beehives stirred in unison, with various sizes and colors of wild bees swarming out to search for the intruder. The black panther staggered to its feet and suddenly caught sight of a mass of white bones beneath the nearby thicket. As it looked up again, the sky was already filled with the cold, merciless eyes of the bees.

The crow rolled its eyes and flicked its beak sharply

Coco Marlene walked down the steps of the parliament, feeling exhausted from the overly intense meeting. Some young upstarts from Hell were foolishly exchanging glances with her, perhaps under the instigation of the old-timers lurking behind the columns, observing the situation. Coco Marlene looked up at the red moon hanging in the dome, smiling proudly, like a rose in bloom

Skull was pulling and shaking with all his might, and finally, along with the beehive, it fell to the ground. The poisonous bees crawled everywhere, entering and exiting his head, which he found annoying, and he kept swatting them away with his hands. The blood crow eagerly studied the beehive on the ground, using its serrated beak to make holes in it, tearing the entire hive apart. However, Skull had to run around, as the poisonous bees constantly followed him, refusing to leave. The blood crow was happily pecking at the larvae inside the beehive, which was a great favorite of its own, in addition to honey.

"Oh, you are somewhat useful then." Koko Marlene lifted her, and a ghostly coachman appeared, holding his hat with great respect. Koko Marlene shoved the woman into the carriage, "Take her back to Rose County, to the Wuling Castle, to her lord."

Then the bee buzzed twice and flew away. The crow suddenly tilted its body, flapping its wings, and positioned itself forward with its back, tail, and wing tips. Skull was puzzled: "Are you going to swim?"

There are no hellhounds, nor are there any dogs

How could this bastard skeleton soldier understand these things

The blood crow stood on the ground, squinting its eyes cunningly, extending one wing, with two long feathers at the tips constantly pointing towards the beehive like a signal. The poisonous bees, colorful and terrifying, were coming in and out of the hive, but surely the reserves were abundant. The blood crow had tasted honey before and recalled that whenever Yi Wulian appeared, all the snow lotus poisonous bees in the snow mountains would obediently spit honey into Yi Wulian's bucket. It was much warmer here than in the snow mountains, and the honey should be rich in flavor, causing the crow to swallow hard in anticipation.

As he walked along the path, he casually picked some flowers with soft stems to weave a garland for himself. He found this quite enjoyable, and his steps became more lively. The flowers seemed to belong on his head or hanging around his neck. He even picked a flower for the crow, but the crow, thinking of honey, resolutely knocked it away with its beak and tapped his head, making two "bark" sounds to signal him to follow.

There are wizards, the moon tribe of Darnio, dark knights, feathered humanoid birds, or even demons. Even the powerful demons can only stand here, mouths agape and eyes wide, like sculptures, their bodies covered in beeswax. Undoubtedly, they are all intruders, or else fools like himself in pursuit of honey. Bees swarm the surrounding walls, yet not a single one comes to turn him into a work of art.

However, she suddenly realized that he was not an ordinary fool; he didn't even furrow his brows, still wearing that audacious expression: "Oh, are you angry? Please forgive me, for my people are not skilled in praise. But your furious countenance burns my heart like a blooming Roland; please believe that I will take pride in it. Who can provoke Coquema Lain like I do!"

Ah, it is ... ...

So enchanting, it is a world of honeyed flow that can only exist in poetry

Before him, a sudden clarity emerged, and the bees dispersed unexpectedly. He found himself suspended in mid-air. Helplessly, he flailed his arms a couple of times, only to lose his balance and nearly crash onto the bluestone slab, realizing he had been brought into a palace. Rather than the interior of a palace, it resembled a mausoleum.

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The blood crow walked back and forth below as if dancing, waiting for the beehive to fall. The black panther also patiently watched them from the thicket. Clearly, it was not a beast lurking here out of hunger; its attention was entirely focused on the large skull, patiently coiling its body and hiding in the grass.

Yi Wulian dotes on it very much, but this time it lost the treasure, the Ice Blood Bracelet, that the matriarch of the witch clan asked it to bring back to Yi Wulian due to its gluttony. That bracelet is the treasured possession of the Highland Witch Kingdom. When Yi Wulian received the new letter from the Snow Mountain, she was truly angry and kicked it out of the house with her delicate foot. When it landed, it realized it had already become a dog; although its appearance was that of a crow, its essence was already that of a dog.

As soon as the words were spoken, the bee reappeared, circling around them as if it were happily leading the way, flying leisurely. Skull and Crow were overjoyed and immediately followed behind. The bee was not very large, but it was completely transparent, emitting a faint silver glow in the dark, and the fragrance it released was truly irresistible

The original plan was to find the commander of the Undying Army, Ami Hai, show him the messenger's copper tube on his foot and the witch's mark, and then, while enjoying a feast, write on the table with fine wine, or, if necessary, write in the dirt while gnawing on the ground, informing him that even the dog of Yi Wulian holds a higher status than he does, and then have him identify the skeleton soldier who took the bracelet. How clever! Or, if necessary, write in the dirt while gnawing on the ground, informing him that even the dog of Yi Wulian holds a higher status than he does, and then have him identify the skeleton soldier who took the bracelet. How clever!

Skull: "Oh, it seems I was mistaken; I thought only dogs were called that"

The Demon King only demands that they incorporate the entire Darkness Continent into the territory of Hell, which signifies an expansion of power and a struggle for territory. The Blue Demon Lord, Lucidi, has another secret mission and has not been seen for a long time, leaving one to wonder what he is busy with. The Red Demon Lord, Baryang, went missing during the assault on the White Jade Holy City, and now the territory of the Red Demons resembles a piece of succulent meat, tempting anyone who wishes to seize it. The Red Demons are eager to maintain their independence and avoid being swallowed up, yet there exists a hidden risk of internal division, with the elders of the Red Demons nearly losing all their hair. Historically, the Red and Blue Demons have united to marginalize the Black Demons. After occupying Motofei, the conflict with the Blue Demons will be more clearly brought to the forefront, but if this opportunity is seized... Koko Malian was pondering this matter when suddenly a rose was presented before him.

A black panther suddenly dashed out from the grass, fleeing in a panic, while a large, plump queen bee relentlessly stung its back, seemingly intent on inscribing the words "Loyalty to the Country." A swarm of bees naturally pursued it without relent, leaving the crow and the vulture dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, the black panther and the swarm vanished, as if a sudden piece of music had been inserted, and they quickly redirected their attention back to the beehive.

Lian said expressionlessly: "In order for the Highland Witch Kingdom to be worthy of the splendid glory akin to the aurora, I will do whatever you ask of me."

They walked toward the vast sea of trees, unaware of a pair of emerald green eyes cautiously watching them from within the thicket. It was a true black panther, silently treading over the decayed ground covered with fallen leaves, following them at a leisurely pace. The angry ants on the ground crawled out from the leaves and onto its body, startling it; it jumped away and shook its fur for quite a while. Fortunately, it managed to catch up with its target again.

A queen bee, the size of a fist, suddenly crawled onto its mouth, her compound eyes filled with cold hatred. The blood crow was startled and violently shook its head, causing the queen bee to buzz as she traced an arc in the air, landing in the nearby grass. It seemed as if a brief cry had been heard, and the venomous bees on the large skull suddenly ceased their entanglement, enveloping the grass like a cloud.

The skull, feeling helpless, released it and spread its hands, saying: "You are the first creature I do not wish to kill. I cannot give this to you. Is it of any use to you? It is not. But it is very important to me. Otherwise, I might as well die and return it to you. You can follow me; shall we keep each other company?"