Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

Chapter 444 The Lord Of The Rings Pattern, Bone Splicing

Li Ang narrowed his eyes, and the pupils instantly turned purple, seeing through the emptiness.

That face is not just a human face, but a strange organ made up of densely packed bones, distorted and deformed, ugly and disgusting to the extreme.

He opened and closed his mouth and let out a hoarse and ugly laugh. His cloudy eyes scanned the surroundings, as if he was very satisfied with this fresh corpse, he laughed again.

crunch crunch crunch ~

Accompanied by harsh and sharp noises, the entire bronze coffin trembled violently, the cracks expanded rapidly, and countless white bones crawled out to fill the coffin.

Click!

The bronze coffin exploded and turned into parts flying all over the sky, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound of gold and stone colliding.

A skull claw with long gray and white beard protruded from the broken coffin board. The back of the thin hand was covered with thick black hair, with bony joints and short nails.

It grabbed the debris on the ground, put it on its body, and sneered while wearing it, showing its teeth, and let out a strange and ugly hoarse growl from its throat.

The skull turned its neck, with green will-o'-the-wisps burning in its eye sockets, staring at Li Ang standing in the distance.

Li Ang's attention was focused on the other party, and he didn't notice this scene.

He frowned, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the small bags hanging on the skeleton's arm.

There was a yellow-brown paper strip on the bag, with strange patterns and symbols written on it, woven with silver thread.

A red string is tied around the mouth of the bag, and a small and exquisite ring hangs from the end of the knot.

"Is this... the Lord of the Rings?"

Li Ang frowned, and recognized the logo on the bag—the Magic Treasures and equipment in this world all carry a certain degree of magic effects, and these logos are the core components of Magic Treasures.

The logo on the bag is Apo's tears of Faith, which was found by Li Ang in the ruins of ancient Egypt, and was later given to Ace Bell for self-defense, and she put it in the bag.

Could it be that……

"my friend."

The skull waved to Li Ang, and smiled sinisterly, "I feel a familiar breath on your body... who are you?"

His voice was sharp and hoarse, but there was a hint of femininity, which made people feel chills all over, and the hairs stood on end.

Li Ang raised his right hand and grasped the handle of his fist.

The skeleton of the skeleton's legs made a crackling sound, and slowly got out of the coffin.

His bones are very complete, his skin is smooth and tight, and each joint is wrapped with thin and dense metal chains, as if they are connected together alive.

"Who are you?"

Li Ang stared at the skeleton in front of him.

The skeleton grinned, showing its sharp serrated fangs, and said with a chuckle, "We should have seen it before, in a certain country on the North American continent. At that time, I was still looking for the Holy Grail in Egypt. Did you come to help find the Holy Grail too?" "

"You are the tomb robber, Carl Fred!" Li Ang suddenly realized, "I didn't expect that you are still alive, and you are still in the ancient Egyptian tomb."

"Oh? You actually know me?" The green will-o'-the-wisp glowed in the skull's eyes, "I remember you, you are the guardian knight of Apo Faith, and your name is Loki."

"Loki?"

Li Ang raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "So, you are Loki, the guy who stole the godhead."

"What is a godhead?"

The skeleton asked with interest.

Li Ang sneered, "Since you are a dead soul, you don't need to know what kind of existence a god is."

"Hehehehe..."

The skeleton's shriveled lips moved, revealing a pervasive smile, and said in a strange voice: "I'm not a dead soul, I'm the dead, and the dead don't fear gods..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and his empty eye sockets suddenly swelled, covered with bloodshot eyes, revealing the color of painful struggle.

A little bit of green flame floated out from the skull, and slowly merged into Li Ang's body, turning into pure elemental energy.

The skull's eyes dimmed, lost all luster, and fell to the ground without any response.

Li Ang spread out his palm, and in the palm lay a translucent green crystal ball shining with crystal clear light, which was the heart of the skeleton.

"Very strong elemental fluctuations."

Li Ang muttered to himself, put his heart in his chest pocket, and continued to observe the bronze coffin in the center of the cave, and the huge coffin fragment beside the coffin.

The coffin fragments are composed of hundreds of fine and dense chains, with complicated patterns drawn on them, forming a complex and obscure array, containing majestic and powerful magic elements.

"Is this a magic circle?"

Li Ang stepped forward, touched the incomplete map, thought carefully, and tried to decipher the secrets inside.

Click, click, click!

There was a sudden sound of mechanical movement under his feet. He lowered his head and found tiny mechanical arms protruding from the soil under the bronze coffin, tearing the ground apart and opening a hidden passage.

"You lowly worms who blaspheme the dead will surely bear severe punishment."

One by one mechanical arms extended from the passage, pulling the three corpses into the dark river.

Li Ang frowned and stared, and found that none of the three corpses were wearing any armor or weapons, their bodies were naked, their skin folds were loose, and they had lost all vitality, turning into three mummified corpses that had been weathered for many years.

The appearance of the three deceased was similar to that of the skeleton Mage, but they were not in sync, as if they were triplets.

Li Ang watched in silence as the three bodies were dragged into the dark river and drifted downstream along the river bed.

"Um……"

He squatted at the bottom of the pit, reached out and picked up a handful of ashes, "All the relatives or close friends of the deceased are buried here.

Two of the corpses are more than two meters tall, and they should be brothers. In the past two years, their relatives and friends have encountered disasters, and many people died.

The last corpse is an older version of the two brothers, smaller in size, obviously the big brother, who should be a few years older than the Little Brother. "

"How do you know?" the voice in my head asked.

"Because their eyes are all blind, and there is no bridge of nose, and there are only two lumps of rotten flesh left, which seem to have been cut off during the battle."

Li Ang shook his head, "They should have died in the attack of wild animals outside the tomb, and were eaten."

"My eyes are not hurt."

Skeleton Mage said, "I was trapped here at the beginning, and digging with the rest of the people, I found Alsace's tomb deep in the underground palace.

I tried so hard to escape. I thought I could finally get rid of that prisoner... but I didn't expect that his strength had increased a bit. I was just a puppet, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't kill him .

Until today... I finally killed him. "

"Wait, you just said 'that prisoner'?" Li Ang keenly caught the key word, "What do you mean?"

"Alsace... No, he no longer calls him by that name, he is no longer the Alsace I know." The voice of the skeleton Mage was full of anger, and he said through gritted teeth:

"My dear friend, have you really forgotten those days? In Azmodan Castle, he once used me as a servant.

The two of us are good brothers, and I am willing to do everything to help him achieve his wish.