Chapter 9, Beeswax

Wait a moment! The sounds of pleas and cries for retention echoed in his mind, but Skull did not pay them any heed and walked out on his own. They then resorted to cursing loudly. Skull was well aware of their character, so it was better to leave them there.

"What agreement?" A cold aura emanated from Amihai, and frost formed wherever he passed. His voice was even more ruthless and merciless, "If you refuse, I will ensure your corpse suffices for the task. I do not necessarily need you alive. However, you better listen to see if your agreement includes this."

"Wait a moment, I want to keep him. Jino, bring him to see me"

Behind the Darnio Castle, after wandering in the woods for several days, they unknowingly crossed into Darnio's territory and arrived at the woods bordering Heisenberg. They were now closer to the native inhabitants of that hellish place, with numerous paths crisscrossing, and various "kind-hearted" common folk passing by with machetes in hand

Resist, resist the tyranny of Munich! You, will you also join the mercenary forces? Let us go to Darnio together to help the Moon Clan defend the Free Territory!

"The Rose Medal?" The officer's gaze fell upon the first rib of the skull on the left side of the chest, and he was immediately taken aback. "The Skeleton Soldier from Munich! A traitor! Cut him down!"

Skull Da and the crow were still watching the show when suddenly the crowd around them dispersed with a rush, shouting as they raised their machetes towards him. With a low growl, Skull Da lifted his arm and threw the crow onto the rooftop. The machetes came raining down, but Skull Da showed no fear; he grabbed a zombie to use as a shield, as if wielding a weightless scarecrow, and swung it into the crowd, following through with a machete that sliced open the approaching mummy.

Damon suddenly attained enlightenment, appearing utterly dejected. However, just a few seconds later, his gaze turned exceptionally fierce. With a single claw, he shattered the opponent's skull, causing the body to crash heavily to the ground. He coldly stated: "Please take me to see Lord Kokolam, I am willing to re-fulfill my ancestors' covenant and help Lord Kokolam seize Danio."

The Red Devil stood upright and composed himself, striving to appear dignified: "Paghni Paderlin is my name, and Paghni is willing to be your loyal servant. I am familiar with all the elders of the Red Devil clan. Although my influence is not great, with your support, I can quickly develop it. I am quite eloquent; if I become the leader of the Red Devil clan, I will hold at least 20% of the speaking rights in the Senate, ensuring that any resolution will guarantee your peace of mind."

Skull: "Flowers bring joy! Come, bees love flowers, and having these bees will be much better for you. You have, you also have..."

It is not that I wish to betray you; I am also acting under the orders of the king. Everyone says that you will eventually seek refuge with Koko Malin to avenge your ancestors and reclaim the throne, hence they hope you will perish in the war with Munich

The mummy followed the path previously taken by the zombies, shouting various slogans in the name of fighting for freedom, appearing quite impulsive. If those slogans were to be heard by Amihai, he would at the very least flay them and freeze them in an ice cellar for a thousand years

As Koko Marlene flicked her finger, the nightingale let out a high-pitched cry, falling to the ground and emitting a puff of blue smoke, suddenly transforming into a red devil that bore a striking resemblance, even taller than before. The nightingale roared, its saliva carrying a suffocating gust of wind, radiating a terrifying aura of magical power. The true Padalin red devil sat down on the ground, its red skin revealing a pallid hue, appearing almost cyan.

"Well said." Coco Marlene also wished to tease the lovely neck of the nightingale, leaving only a red devil in the scene. She seemed to express some concern as she said: "It is just that I have not yet been able to fully trust you"

Amiha cast a glance at him, clearly filled with disdain. He turned away with the dark priest and Damor, saying: "What a disgrace, you are truly the shame of Munich. It won't be long before someone takes care of this; just remain calm here for now"

Then let us begin by keeping the secret for Munich; now, Lady Koukou Marien only requires you to completely disappear

"Wait, I'm here, quickly rescue me!" The Black Knight had been agitated for quite some time, while the other prisoners appeared pale.

A tormented soul screamed as it was liberated from its corporeal form, yet it was more akin to an end. The body of the changer swelled like a serpent, seizing him and swallowing him whole. Thus, no soul would be resurrected upon the altar, nor would there be anyone to sound the alarm. When those hungry gazes fell upon him, the red devil knew his time was up. Fate was like all the chips in a gambling game, laid out on the table for the roulette wheel to spin. When those hungry gazes fell upon him, the red devil knew his time was up. Fate was like all the chips in a gambling game, laid out on the table for the roulette wheel to spin. However, this time, as he closed his eyes, the lucky slot favored him.

The dazzling splendor of "Plan Three" momentarily captivated Skull Davy, but the gnome mage had already been burned to death. The raven happily savored the roasted eyeball, brandishing a cleaver and reveling in his triumph. The people around him circled, and many of the zombies' disdainful glances turned into fear, causing Skull Davy to feel a sense of exhilaration for the first time.

He turned to look at the other bee prisoners, and immediately everyone felt a sense of impending doom. The Dark Knight Keno laughed heartily: "Truly, fortune turns like the tides."

Skull Dazhang Er was at a loss, as the people here seemed to have very bad tempers. However, at least there were some willing to talk to him. Although they were cursing at him, he had grown accustomed to it. What pleased him was that it sounded like there were other skeleton residents living here, just like him. He had never seen those ordinary denizens of hell; all the skeletons he had encountered had been stripped of their souls, their flesh meticulously removed, so they could charge into battle without fear. The chaotic state of hell had left many peripheral areas unmanaged, with unmonitored corpses or the cleansed sinners who had ended their hellish punishments wandering about as they pleased. He had never seen those ordinary denizens of hell; all the skeletons he had encountered had been stripped of their souls, their flesh meticulously removed, so they could charge into battle without fear. The chaotic state of hell had left many peripheral areas unmanaged, with unmonitored corpses or the cleansed sinners who had ended their hellish punishments wandering about as they pleased.

The conscription officer shouted loudly: "Fight for independence, fight for money, choose as you will! If we, the Danio, are defeated, this place will be next! Koko Malin will bring the cold, turning this place into hell, and no one will be able to live according to their own will. Most of you have barely escaped the sanctions of hell; it is Danio that has provided you with this land of bliss, and now you must also fight for the common good!"

The world where honey flowed abundantly is no longer in existence, as the light of the blood moon no longer bestows its special favor upon this place. The flowers and grasses wither in an instant, and the wild bees fly about uncontrollably, constantly colliding with the trees or the body of the skeleton. The skeleton speculates that they too will soon perish; having grown accustomed to such a comfortable life, it is difficult for them to return to the brutal world of bloodsucking survival.

The masses shouted: "Down with Munich!"

Oh! The Red Devil was a bit excited when he saw the skull take off a bunch of flower garlands and put them on his head

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Haha, it is your turn now. Come and join us! The red devil's gloating laughter echoed over, and Koul looked over; they seemed completely unaware of what was happening. The surrounding bees were in a frenzy, and Koul gazed in horror as the walls and ceiling of the entire palace were covered with bees in their pupating state. However, he had a feeling that those bees should be friends rather than foes. There must be some secret hidden within this; who could clearly and thoroughly explain it to him? But he had a feeling that those bees should be friends rather than foes. There must be some secret hidden within this; who could clearly and thoroughly explain it to him?

The leopard was none other than General Darnio, Damoer. He paid no attention to the Red Devils and glanced at the mummified members of his clan. Those Moon Clan members had been mummified for an unknown duration; they were not an immortal race and had long since passed away.

The recruiting officer shouted: "Down with Munich!"

You can think of it this way

Paderlin's red devil's mind had never spun as rapidly as it did now, his eyes fixated on the vividly colored nail polish at the tips of Coco Marlene's slender fingers, the red about to drop, about to fall...! ... His own head was about to fall! "Wait," he finally thought, "if I reclaim Paderlin's family crest, I can regain power; those elders will support me based on the superiority of the prior agreement.

"Impossible!" The crow was so overjoyed that it nearly fainted, "It must be an illusion." The sweet aroma that melted at the entrance flowed straight to its heart, and the crow wobbled a few steps while savoring the deliciousness. Its eyes were fixed on Skull, and drool dripped from its mouth. Skull, on the other hand, feigned ignorance using the pose learned from Dylan, scratching the back of its head and looking left and right.

The sound of curses coming from the random underground tomb caught its attention, and it rushed in, its emerald glowing eyes silencing everyone inside.

Skeleton was furious, glaring down at the dwarf. The dwarf realized that the axe was ineffective, his legs turned to jelly, and he forced a silly grin at Skeleton. Skeleton grabbed him and swung him around, blocking a dozen blows. The dwarf screamed in agony, but soon fell silent. Skeleton's axe came down, and everywhere there were cries of severed hands and feet. Flesh and blood flew, splattering the surroundings with murky red. The others, stirred by excitement, charged forward one after another. Suddenly, a massive fireball, never seen before, came flying in, striking Skeleton and exploding with a deafening roar all around. The power was rare in the world, and those around Skeleton fell in droves, countless casualties, with groans echoing everywhere, yet Skeleton remained unharmed.

Then, "Kokomalin lazily changed her reclining position, turning her gaze towards the Red Devil, "You should have seen clearly from across Jino, right?"

Only by stepping out could they see clearly that the place they were in was actually underground; perhaps it truly was a tomb. Skull looked around and found the main path. Surrounding them was the forest they had entered before, and the barrier had already vanished, with wild bees buzzing about everywhere. Skull exerted some effort to locate the place where he had previously hidden the crow, lifted the green stone slab, and the crow let out a cry as it flipped over and came back to life, sitting on the ground with its legs spread apart and tail fanned out, gasping for breath. It seemed that it had been suffocating for too long and had become a bit dazed.

The forest fairies and the gnomes compete: "Oh, the Free Kingdom, the Free Kingdom!"

You have finally arrived. That voice sounded very familiar; it seemed that I had heard it somewhere before, and the other party appeared to recognize me

"Look what has come! A skeleton with bones so white they shine, hmm?" This resident, filled with anger, spoke while brandishing a cleaver, "There are already enough people here; there's no room left! It's absurd that even the lowly class, who have not a scrap of meat, have come here!" After saying this, he dragged his cleaver away, leaving everyone puzzled as to why he was so furious

Finally, the plump queen bee was brought in by several small soldier bees, which directly crashed into the right eye socket of the skull, moving up and down inside with satisfaction, as if measuring.

Coco Marlene stood up gracefully, stirring the clear wine in the glass with her index finger, causing the wine to instantly turn a blood-red color, resembling her nails. Coco Marlene took the fragments of flesh, which ignited in her hand, rising in blue flames and turning to ash. She poured the ashes into the wine glass and gave it a gentle shake, causing the contents to bubble vigorously. Coco Marlene then handed the glass to Pagni, who closed his eyes and drank it down. When he opened his eyes, he had already become one of the trusted confidants of Coco Marlene.

The officer's face turned from black to red with anger, and he shouted furiously as he raised his spear to stab: "Nonsense!"

Pagni exchanged this for the trust of Cocomarin, and from the moment he drank that cup of wine, he declared a complete break with the interests of the Red Demon Clan. He was reborn and stood confidently beside them. The Dark Knight looked at him enviously; it was not only a curse but also a testament to loyalty, akin to a commendable medal. Who could be more trustworthy than such a confidant?

Damoer faintly sensed something was amiss: "What are you searching for my ancestors' tomb for?"

Miss Demon replied while pulling her eyelids: "Don't be like that. People always need maps for various activities, be it military maps, travel maps, or treasure maps. My magical map can display any details you wish to know, including military strongholds in Munich"

Amiha's response took him by surprise: "I don't know. I was capturing my skeleton deserter when the barrier collapsed, and I just felt it had been here. It is truly an unexpected gain; I never thought the old royal tomb of Danio, which I have been searching for, would be right here"

Hello? You? The Dark Knight was both angry and anxious, while the Red Devil chuckled twice and mocked, "Didn’t you say your master would find you first? Well, he has found you, but he looks worse off than I do."

The Red Devils are all arrogant brutes, reckless and foolish. The Transmuter does not care at all; with a wave of his hand, the Blood Skeleton instantly tore a nearby man-faced bird to shreds, blood splattering everywhere. The wax-sealed body was as vibrant as it was at the dawn of time, and the Blood Skeletons feasted frantically. They found the beeswax obstructive, resulting in even the last blood vessel being torn apart. The brutal scene left every first-time witness horrified.

The Red Devil mustered the courage to speak, but in front of the stunning Coco Marlene, his voice faltered due to fear: "I am the eldest son of the Padlin family, you cannot kill me"

Yi Wulian has always preferred silence and reticence. She had been quietly listening all along, but at this moment, she suddenly broke her usual demeanor and interjected: "Enough! Do not continue to display your foolishness! What unidentified deserter are you talking about? Can't you see that guy has never fled? If he understood even the slightest notion of retreat, he would not have ended up in such a skeletal state."

Skull, therefore, urgently asked the red devil: "What place is this? Why have you come here?"

Suddenly, I realized that the skeleton before me was extraordinary. The gnomes abandoned their plan to attack with knives. Someone shouted, "The idea is too risky, let's use the second battle plan!" They instantly made way, and I was unaware of how many gnomes had gathered. One short figure wearing a green hat held a black branch imbued with magical power and leered, "Watch my fireball!"

The corpse of the Moon Clan on the ground suddenly spoke. Its skull was shattered, and brain matter was strewn everywhere; it had indeed been beaten to death. Yet at this moment, it stood up unsteadily like a zombie. It tilted its broken head back, and a thick black smoke billowed out from its mouth, as if its internal organs were all smoking. The dense smoke gradually coalesced, and then the corpse fell down with a thud.

Hello

The bees focused more intently on waxing him, making each of his bones whiter. The truly interesting thing happened when they built a nest on the skull, using the skull's head. The skull was agape, and those little creatures came and went, their bellies swollen as they entered and deflated as they exited. The skull felt as if it had been enlightened, no longer empty inside; indeed, something was crawling around in his head, giving him a tangible sensation.

***

"Yes," Damoer said boldly, "Please allow me to return to Danio first; I will certainly prove my loyalty to you. Furthermore, regarding the mural of our Danio family, I must boldly express that it is a legend, a prophecy, that the skeleton will unlock every lost secret door. And as you know, our Danio's earliest culture is closely related to the service of those bees. Therefore, that unidentified deserter skeleton..."

"There will be plenty of time to tell you later, you might as well see if you can get away, hehe," the Red Devil added, "there's no way you can escape."

"I never expected that you would make me wait for ten thousand years all at once," said the knight, his voice weary yet still imbued with a sense of strength. "I no longer know what heaven looks like, but I can finally return. I am utterly exhausted, and from now on, everything will depend on you"

"Do not judge me by my appearance; I have consumed many remarkable souls." Just as the trader extended his enormous claws towards the head of the red devil, a voice resonated at the opportune moment

***

The Red Devil cursed, "How could even a leopard come in here?" Suddenly, the leopard leaped forward, and upon landing, transformed into human form. Turning its head, it fixed a piercing gaze on him and glared. Upon seeing the pattern on its forehead, the Red Devil was taken aback: "You, you are a descendant of the ancient royal family of Danyao?"

A few skeletons exchanged glances and cautiously asked, "Could it be that you are already a soldier? A high-ranking skeleton soldier?"

The little demon girl pretended to scream: "Ah, magic immunity! Everyone, I apologize!"

The crowd follows with all their might: "Selling maps!"

They followed behind, gradually gathering a large crowd, including zombies, mummies, dwarfs, and forest fairies. Everyone held a machete, which seemed to be a local specialty. Suddenly, Skull Big felt that he should also have a machete.

The recruiting officer choked, and the crowd fell silent in an instant, all turning in unison to the little devil girl. She had two tiny wings on her back, flickering uncertainly, and it was unclear if she could actually fly. Dressed in a provocative dress and high heels, her red hair was curled and tied into pigtails at the back of her head, and she was energetically promoting her wares amidst the commotion: "Maps for sale! Munich maps! Treasure maps! Danio maps! Maps of the entire continent, everything you could want!"

A chilling voice emanated from the entrance behind, as Amihai dragged a hellhound the size of a calf, with the massive toes of a bone dragon behind him. A terrifying wheezing sound followed, and eight blood skeletons entered menacingly, their blood-red gazes scanning every corner.

In this excessively free place, scenes of people collapsing are no longer considered news after more than five minutes. Continuously, individuals gather along the road towards here, while those arriving later show no interest in what has transpired. Some seemingly aggressive individuals continue to shout slogans against Koko Malin as they gather and move forward.

The exchangeer also humbly shrank before that voice, until the will of Koko Malin faded away. He exchanged a glance with the Dark Knight, who then carried the Red Devil away. The tomb immediately transformed into a slaughterhouse, with desperate pleas continuously emanating: "Lord Koko Malin, we also wish to serve you!"

The officer laboriously lifted his head and saw the flames on the skeleton slowly extinguishing as a layer of cold air rose. He blinked; their clan had always had excellent vision. Breathing heavily, he noticed that fine dew had formed on the skeleton's bones. "Indeed, there is cold air..." He observed as the cold air gradually condensed into mist, and the milky white mist slowly transformed into a blood-red hue

"Wait!" the Red Devil shouted, "Why haven't you been imprisoned?"

Upon seeing the furious expression of the Skull Deity, they took the initiative to speak. The leader, dressed in a tattered cloak that revealed much of his pelvis, asked the Skull Deity: "Why do you not wear clothing?"

The mummy, with its mask split in two from the face to the bandages around the abdomen, revealed a desiccated visage, howling as it covered its face and fled, only to be suddenly tripped by its own strips of cloth. The sight of its predicament distracted the skeleton, and countless blades descended upon it. A dwarf jumped around, shouting and striking at its groin.

The faces of the gnomes were all twisted in smug grins, for even skeletons feared fire. But suddenly, with a whoosh, a massive fireball, comparable in size to a gnome, shot back and forth between the caster and the skeletons. Their mage was already rolling on the ground, screaming amidst the flames. When they saw the healthy skeleton raise its cleaver high and the black smoke rising from the motionless gnome mage, their faces turned pale. Someone shouted, "Plan Three!" They scattered in all directions, abandoning both their enemies and their burning comrades, and fled straight into the woods to return home. They saw the healthy skeleton raise its cleaver high and the black smoke rising from the motionless gnome mage, and their faces turned pale. Someone shouted, "Plan Three!" They scattered in all directions, abandoning both their enemies and their burning comrades, and fled straight into the woods to return home.

With a gesture from Amihai, two dark priests approached, dragging a bound member of the Moon Clan and throwing him onto the ground. Tushida Mal recognized him as one of his trusted subordinates, and upon seeing him, the man immediately began to plead for mercy

Dahlmore let out a low growl to bolster his courage, standing tall without a hint of fear: "My ancestors pledged their loyalty to Koko Malin long before my memory, and even among the subjects of Danio, few remember it. Times have changed, and the current royal family has made a pact with me; I will not turn to Munich."

In the cruel corners of the darkest continent, why can he come and go freely, controlling everything? A luminous soul, a soul that should not appear here

Just as they were considering which way to go, a resident approached. It was a zombie, looking rather unwell, severely decayed, yet still dressed in a fashionable manner. His blood had all drained away, his complexion was a ghastly pale, and he exuded a foul odor, which made Skull not the least bit interested in him; the zombie also held Skull in low regard.

The Great Skull had never witnessed such a panicked reaction from the skeleton soldiers, nor did he understand why these common folk were fleeing. The indigenous people seemed to be worlds apart from them as soldiers; they possessed enviable perception, their souls had not been stripped away, and they even retained memories from their past lives. However, it was precisely those memories that rendered them timid. The skeleton soldiers of Amihai were cold and ruthless, never making mistakes, never hesitating, and never fearing, except for the Great Skull himself. The indigenous people seemed to be worlds apart from them as soldiers; they possessed enviable perception, their souls had not been stripped away, and they even retained memories from their past lives. However, it was precisely those memories that rendered them timid. The skeleton soldiers of Amihai were cold and ruthless, never making mistakes, never hesitating, and never fearing, except for the Great Skull himself

Several skeletons suddenly changed their expressions, shouting and turning to flee. Someone fell to the ground, pointing at the Munich medal on the skeleton's chest, fearfully crawling backward on hands and feet, but ultimately stood up and ran away.

Officer Nadani observed that Skull was burning fiercely like the wick of an oil lamp, his entire body enveloped in a fiery cloak, advancing towards him with a menacing demeanor. It seemed as if something was flowing over Skull's bones, with occasional drops of a white liquid falling down, coalescing on the ground into small white dots.

He raised the machete to enhance his momentum, but suddenly found his hands empty as the machete was snatched away. Skull Big kicked him away, sending him headfirst into the mud. Instantly, the dwarves rushed forward, wildly hacking at Skull Big's lower body, producing a clanging sound. One of them jumped like a tiger and struck Skull Big's ribcage, but Skull Big, unfazed, grabbed him and tossed him far away like a ball, crashing through a rooftop

"What a fast knife... It's impossible... How could the skeleton be so fast..." The injured leopard fell to the ground, curling up and trembling uncontrollably, having lost all strength to resist. Blood flowed from its mouth in a steady stream, its gaze vacant as it looked down at its abdomen, where a diagonal knife wound exposed three of its ribs. It knew it was finished. The knife, burned by the intense heat of the earlier fireball explosion, had become unimaginably hot, yet the skeleton held it carelessly in hand. Blood continued to flow from the leopard's mouth, its gaze vacant as it looked down at its abdomen, where a diagonal knife wound exposed three of its ribs. It knew it was finished. The knife, burned by the intense heat of the earlier fireball explosion, had become unimaginably hot, yet the skeleton held it carelessly in hand. Its wounds were charred, and the blood that flowed out first was tainted with a burnt odor, coagulating into clots.

"Is it possible that I have to move?" Skull felt the queen bee crawling inside his empty skull, a subtle sensation of slightly shared consciousness. He was contemplating leaving the parasitic bloodsuckers behind when the queen bee became aware of it, buzzing a few times in his skull, and the bees ceased injecting venom into his spine. Skull felt completely at ease; the bee venom made his joints exceptionally comfortable. Previously, some of his joints had been somewhat sore, but now, after the pain from the venom, it had all disappeared. The bloodsuckers escaped from danger and took a while to settle down. Skull felt completely at ease; the bee venom made his joints exceptionally comfortable. Previously, some of his joints had been somewhat sore, but now, after the pain from the venom, it had all disappeared. The bloodsuckers escaped from danger and took a while to settle down.

The skeleton had never intended to run away; it simply stood still. The bees took flight, and in an instant, they swarmed all over its body, stinging it everywhere and applying bee wax to the surface of the bones. The skeleton was not at all surprised; it seemed the bees had come in understanding of its wishes. However, a sharp pain spread from the gaps in the joints, as the bee venom entered the bone marrow through the cartilage and tendons, causing those demonic blood-sucking worms to panic.

What happened? Is everything alright? Hello!

What is that? It seems to be... wax oil? The officer was stunned, but soon his expression turned fierce. After all, he was a proud warrior of the Moon Clan. With a roar, he raised his spear and leaped into the air, thrusting downwards at the skeleton's body. The spear spun in the air, and the tip created a gust of wind as it aimed directly at the gap in the skeleton's shoulder blade. Based on his years of combat experience, inserting into that joint would easily cause it to separate, resulting in the entire arm being dislocated, which was one of the skeleton soldier's weaknesses. The spear spun in the air, and the tip created a gust of wind as it aimed directly at the gap in the skeleton's shoulder blade. Based on his years of combat experience, inserting into that joint would easily cause it to separate, resulting in the entire arm being dislocated, which was one of the skeleton soldier's weaknesses

He saw fresh strands of blood scattering from his wound, dissolving like fine rain into the increasingly dense mist of blood. He felt a deep hatred; while he still had consciousness, he saw another person—the devilish little girl selling maps, standing with her hands on her hips and laughing heartily, as the dark flowers silently thrived beneath her feet

Who says no one is in charge

Skull let out a deep sigh: "No wonder he was so severely injured"

Kokomarian was quite satisfied with this, and then she turned her gaze to Damor. Damor was filled with trepidation at the scenes he witnessed, wanting to kneel before the throne, but Kokomarian shook her finger and greeted him in a gentle voice: "Oh, descendant of the rightful royal family of Danio, why do you tremble? The ancient covenant is still in effect. Since you are not yet the ruler of Danio at this moment, it does not count as a violation of the covenant"

The skeleton picked it up and walked through the stone path into the woods. He had no particular purpose, merely wanting to temporarily evade Amihai and to walk as far away as possible.

The Dark Knight roared: "Dare you do this!" Before his words had faded, a trumpet flower had already appeared on the ears of the valiant warrior, instantly enveloping him in a sense of murky chaos that rendered him speechless

Skull turned around and waved: "Well, I'm leaving now, everyone, I won't disturb you any further"

The dwarf lay on the ground frantically picking up gold coins: "Do not be cold!"

The blade flashed like lightning

The surrounding prisoners looked at him in astonishment, unsure of what had happened. Skull was somewhat uneasy; the corpses of the bees had piled up thickly in the corner, how could they have mysteriously died on their own? When the bees had fallen from the wall, a painting appeared on the wall, previously obscured by the bees. It depicted a skeleton, with the bee king resting on the forehead of the skeleton.

"Oh, go on," said Koko Marlene, snapping her fingers, and a glass of clear, sparkling wine appeared in her hand. She leisurely savored it, which was, for the red devil Padlin, a piece of joyous news akin to a pardon from death.

"Then what use are you?" Koko Marlene sighed, and at that moment, a pale yellow nightingale flew over, landing on her finger and singing sweetly twice.

The recruiting officer Danio, at https://m.hetushu.com, waved his hand and urged, "Miss, take your goods elsewhere; we are engaged in important matters"

I am Oux, one of the Twelve Holy Spirits, tasked with guarding the skin of light until Bone Pile arrives. It seems you are somewhat lost; perhaps this is the price of entering Darkness. You will remember sooner or later... The voice gradually became long and ethereal, and then a beam of light shot up into the sky, piercing through the ceiling and disappearing. Skull was blinded by the brightness, horrified, he covered his eyes with his palm, only to realize he could move again. It was like having a dream, a veritable illusion, yet it felt like a nonsensical reality. Skull was blinded by the brightness, horrified, he covered his eyes with his palm, only to realize he could move again. It was like having a dream, a veritable illusion, yet it felt like a nonsensical reality

There are three reasons for the secret being revealed, and Koko Malin knows at least three of them. She seems to be omniscient and omnipotent, except when it comes to matters concerning herself

Amiha laughed heartily with delight. Danyao was no longer a source of fear; Heisenberg was a weak nation. If Danyao were to fall, merely frightening them would be enough to make them surrender. Next, there was only the Lost Forest. Although Heisenberg was a small place, it could be said to be the master of the Lost Forest, and surely someone knew the secrets of the Lost Forest. Amiha seemed to see the goal right before his eyes, and he assured Damor, "Rest assured and follow me; Lord Koko Malin will certainly meet you immediately." Next, there was only the Lost Forest. Although Heisenberg was a small place, it could be said to be the master of the Lost Forest, and surely someone knew the secrets of the Lost Forest. Amiha seemed to see the goal right before his eyes, and he assured Damor, "Rest assured and follow me; Lord Koko Malin will certainly meet you immediately."

"It's just because I am a skeleton." The skeleton pointed to the mural, "Oh, by the way, there is something I think I can help you with"

The skeleton headed towards Heisenberg

The little demon girl shouted desperately: "Selling maps!"

The voice of Koko Malin echoed from the sky, and the Black Knight raised his arm in a call, as the beeswax covering his body fell away like snowflakes. The barrier had already collapsed, and Koko Malin, relying solely on his will, was enough to grant him freedom. He proudly knelt on the ground, bowing towards the direction of Munich. Then he grasped the neck of the Red Devil and sneered coldly, "You have struck lucky; from today onwards, serve Munich!"

Among the gods and demons who wield power over heaven and earth, none are more proficient in curses than Koko Malin. These curses are more terrifying than any conceivable torture, one of which is the Blue Winged Spirit Summoning. This curse, which utilizes bat wings, is not particularly special in itself; however, when directed at winged demons using their own wings, it becomes unimaginably cruel

Skull was deeply disappointed by the recent exchanges among his kind, looking down on their weakness, yet he could not help but feel a twinge of jealousy amidst his inner shock. The crow, having finished eating the eyeball, returned contentedly, climbed onto his back in a woodpecker-like manner, and pecked at Skull's head to urge him to move forward. Skull took a moment to calm his emotions; there were too many things he did not understand, but it was precisely for this reason that he felt fortunate to have stepped out.

At this moment, the three dwarfs were shouting fiercely from one side. One of them said, "We are the 'Do as We Please' brothers. We want warmth; let Koko Malin and the icy hell go to hell together!" Another replied, "We dwarfs are most afraid of the cold. Don't even think about bringing this place into the realm of icy hell. Once we defeat Munich, we will have Koko Malin pour us foot bath water! Give the boss a shoulder massage! Give the boss a shoulder massage!

"What! Let me see that." Officer Daniao took a look at the so-called Munich map and was instantly enraged, "What kind of broken map is this! This is our Daniao, how can it be used as a Munich map to deceive people? This is clearly intended to cause trouble; I will kill you!"

The crow disdainfully glanced around; the residents here could be said to be the most ordinary and vulnerable group on the Darknis continent, always subjected to enslavement. However, from another perspective, it also quite liked this place—particularly their eyes. It hopped about, contemplating how to snatch a few to satisfy its cravings, drooling in anticipation.

The clothing? He felt very excited that the skeleton had the ability to speak to them, but the other party's question left him somewhat confused. "Haven't we always been wearing it?"

Paganini gritted his teeth, tore a small piece of flesh from his own wing, knelt on the ground, and respectfully offered it with both hands.

Skull gradually understood amidst the crowd. Those fellows were passionately waving their machetes, showering gold coins everywhere, while the recruiting officer shouted from the platform: "Daniol has plenty of gold waiting for you!" They then loudly cursed Munich, raised their machetes, and shouted "Long live freedom"

After everything was completed, a troop of robust soldier bees and a troop of worker bees flew into his left and right eyes respectively, settling inside. Suddenly, countless bees densely packed on the walls began to fall. They fell from the ceiling, from high and low places, in a straight line. Skull bent down and scooped some up from the ground, discovering that they had mysteriously died. Immediately, a sound of machinery came from behind, and a wall automatically opened, revealing a staircase leading outside. Skull bent down and scooped some up from the ground, discovering that they had mysteriously died. Immediately, a sound of machinery came from behind, and a wall automatically opened, revealing a staircase leading outside.

Dylan whispered something to her in confidence, and Coco Marlene squinted her eyes, turning to the Dark Knight who had just returned to the embrace of Munich: "Kino, did you say that one of our skeleton deserters caused the collapse of the barrier"

The skull gazed at the desolate world around, wandering aimlessly through the dense forest while holding the still-dazed crow. Suddenly filled with deep regret, it could not help but question itself: "What has happened? Did I do something to this place?"

The Moon Tribe soldiers continuously scattered gold coins: "When the lips are gone, the teeth are cold! (Die for money! Smash you all!)"

Damoer was taken aback, realizing that it was all over for him. Instinctively, he took two steps back, leaning against the wall, his gaze sweeping towards the doorway, but he almost immediately knew that there was no way to rush out.

Kokomarian, tapping her red nails, said to herself: "Is this the strength of your Padlin demon clan?"

If loyalty is insufficient, even harboring a thought of betrayal in secret will activate the curse, rendering one unable to seek life or death. As long as there are people in the world who curse, the curse will persist through that hatred, causing even the soul to slowly decay, a decay that could last for ten thousand years without end, and even the desire to end it all by crashing into something is unattainable

The Red Devil trembled and said: "No, I didn't understand..."

Long after they had left, the earth was turned over, and a bruised leopard crawled out, carefully walking with its tail tucked. When the scenery that had been hidden within the previous barrier came into view, it was stunned, darting in like an arrow, gazing at the murals and sculptures, trembling with excitement.

The masses raise their arms: "Long live freedom!"

Mummies: "For the land of freedom!"

Slow down! The little demon girl, unhurried, raised her palm to halt the spear in mid-air, suddenly pointing at Skull and saying: "Look at hetushucom.com, the vanguard from Munich has already arrived here, and Darnio has certainly fallen."

Skull raised his head sharply and glared at him, the spearhead that had fallen unexpectedly found its way into his hand, and in an instant, a flash of blade light appeared

He threw the map on the ground, angrily picking up his spear. The little girl waved her hand and said, "Oh, you are the one who doesn't know. I am very dedicated; my maps are of course the latest version—this morning, Danio has already become part of the Munich territory"

Skull suddenly understood that those bees wanted to kill the bloodsucker residing within him, just as guards familiar with the court situation repel outsiders. Skull hurriedly searched among them for the queen bee, raising one hand to brush away the bees crawling on it; that hand had already transformed into a delicate white, as if it had developed skin. The bloodsucker was agitated, concentrated on his spine, and was about to find itself in a desperate situation

The exchanger twisted his body twice with satisfaction, making the smoke appear clean and fluffy. The blood skeletons rushed forward together, competing for the corpses on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, turned the bodies into withered remains. The exchanger ignored the prisoners' fear, bowed to the dark knight, and said with a smile: "Lord Koko Malin has been wondering where you have gone. We should have sent you back immediately, but we cannot break this light seal, so we kindly ask you to wait a little longer. What just happened is of great importance, and we absolutely cannot let Damor know, so our attitude may seem a bit cold; please do not take offense. Next, I must silence some people, these individuals..."

The village of Heisenberg appeared before me, which, in fact, differs in scale from Danio. Even if Heisenberg is considered a castle, it is merely a tall building with a courtyard. Nevertheless, it is quite lively here, as it is a very free place. Additionally, being in close proximity to the Lost Forest and Danio, many free races enjoy living here, including some beings that originally resided in the Lost Forest. As for their common characteristic—weakness, Koudai had no choice but to summarize it this way. However, it remains quite lively here, as it is a very free place, and many free races enjoy living here, including some beings that originally resided in the Lost Forest. As for their common characteristic—weakness, Koudai had no choice but to summarize it this way.

Now, the knight rests his sword on the ground, gazing at the great skeleton before him. He appears as a proud assemblage of light, his clear outline narrating heart-wrenching tales against the distant darkness. The great skeleton cannot discern his features, yet knows he is a hero, a holy spirit. A surge of fervor wells up from deep within his bones, and the great skeleton suddenly finds himself unable to move, unable to shift his gaze even the slightest bit. He only knows that his bones tremble violently from excitement; even in the most fearsome moments of Amihai, he has never felt this way. Thus, the trembling arises from reverence rather than fear. A surge of fervor wells up from deep within his bones, and the great skeleton suddenly finds himself unable to move, unable to shift his gaze even the slightest bit. He only knows that his bones tremble violently from excitement; even in the most fearsome moments of Amihai, he has never felt this way. Thus, the trembling arises from reverence rather than fear.

The recruiting officer raised his arm: "Long live freedom!"

Everyone couldn't help but glance at her twice. However, Yi Wulian remained indifferent, loudly reprimanding everyone involved in front of Koukou Malian: "He did not leave out of cowardice, but because of your foolishness! You, you, and you, you are all fools, but he ultimately belongs to Munich. No matter how far he goes, he will return on his own sooner or later"

Freedom ... ... but that must come after the nation's strength first. Koda does not believe that these broken blades can contend with the well-trained legions of Amihai, nor does he think that what they are fighting over is edible. Is he just a skeleton? Why do they dislike the rule of Kokolmalin and Munich? Koda only feels that they are insane; do they not realize they are seeking death?

Blood Skull

The crows began to circle around him, observing his honey stash, but the large frame of the skull was of such a conspicuous type that there was really nothing to doubt. If it was he who had brought it out—the crows thought, their eyes darting about—then it must be mass-produced

It truly comes without any effort

"How did you know I was here?" Damore gave up the thought of resistance, yet could not help but harbor a glimmer of hope

Skeleton Da had no particular thoughts about the young girl. However, in just a few seconds, despite everyone having back problems, the money on the ground mysteriously vanished without a trace, leaving Skeleton Da perplexed.

Suddenly, Skull Dada saw the end of the crowd gathering, a mass of people surrounding a high platform made of earth. A Darnio recruiting officer stood on the platform, holding a notice, shaking a leopard's head and a money bag while delivering a speech, which made the expressions of the people even more excited

The skeleton was astonished to see that there were others like him walking here, but they appeared quite weak, resembling pitiful beggars clad in tattered rags, with only the red light in their eye sockets being particularly lively. They squeezed among the crowd, appearing especially lowly, invariably walking at the very edge of the road. It seemed that among all the races, they were the most fearful and anxious layer.

Zombies are undeterred: "A wealthy zombie is certainly better than a poor one... (Bending down to pick up money is not an option) Roar!"

Skull Da seems to understand, yet does not understand. It appears to suggest that his arrival aligns with a certain prophecy; he can only scratch his head and walk outside

The incorporeal spirits cannot pick up the gold coins they find: "Resentment, oh resentment! No matter what, I will never return to hell again!"

As soon as the shape of the soul was described, it began to melt continuously, its outline gradually becoming indistinct. The skull grew somewhat anxious: "Wait, did you guide me here? Who exactly are you? And who am I?"

"Because Lord Koko Malin has decreed to assist the old royal bloodline in reclaiming the throne of Danio," said Ami Haisen, "I was unaware that there were such pure descendants like you still in existence. I merely wished to find your ancestors for clarification. If necessary, Lord Koko Malin might permit their revival. However, now that you have appeared, the matter becomes much easier to resolve"

The zombie had just left for a few minutes when they encountered a seriously injured person. In fact, it was a mummy, but Skull Great thought he was gravely wounded, and his speech was extremely unclear

"Yes, it seems to me that way, although I do not understand what happened." The Dark Knight Keno knelt half-heartedly before the palace in Munich, gradually regaining the confidence of a dark warrior. "At that time, my head could not move, and my field of vision was limited, but the mural on the wall, which the bees had always hidden, contained a narrative."

Skull pointed at the spine and said: "I don't know if it counts as advanced, but my level is above 7, which is the highest in our legion." There were seven segments of bone on his spine coated with phosphorescent paint, which could not be washed away even by blood, still shining slightly through the beeswax in the darkness

"You cannot kill me!" The Red Devil became anxious, "I am a pure-blooded member of the Padalin Red Devil clan, a descendant of the great Demon King. In the name of my king, you cannot kill me either!"

The blood crow was perched with its rear end raised, clearly displeased, until Skull Da secretly extracted a piece of honey from the ear canal with his finger.