"Holy water? Why don't you ask first? What if they are not suffering from dysentery? Essence? A bottle of 1,500 magic crystals, such a big bag of holy mushroom powder? Both of these are used to treat external injuries.

The plague doesn't matter, it's too wasteful." Nigris stopped him quickly.

Ange tilted his head: "I know these things." The implication is that he doesn't know anything else.

Nigris vomited blood, why don't you ask me! I was just about to say this, but then I suddenly thought, if I don't teleport there, there won't be many methods that can be used, and they don't have a cure-all medicine.

After swallowing the unspoken words, Nigris stepped aside. A white light flashed between the two stone pillars, and everything he put on them disappeared.

As soon as they transferred those things, when they returned to the control room, they heard Zi Gu's excited call: "Lord of Mourning, I gave the patient the holy water to drink, and his plague symptoms immediately began to alleviate. Such a large bucket of holy water is enough.

The entire tribe of sick people drank it, thanking the Lord of Mourning."

Immediately, another large ball of soul flames was thrown over.

"You really hit the right one." What else could Nigris do? He could only shake his head and lament Ange's shitty luck.

"By the way, Lord of Mourning, our ancestors also picked up a pair of wings of the moth that you killed and immediately passed them on to you." Zigui said again.

Nigris took a look and started 'receiving' again. This time, there was not even a slight tremor in the control room. It should be the first transmission, which made the transmission array that had not been running for a thousand years smooth, so no more

There was a vibration.

When I went out to take a look, I saw the skeleton of a pair of wings.

Zigui said a lot of words of gratitude, reverence, and prayer, and then reluctantly cut off the connection.

Carrying the pair of wing bones back, Nigris couldn't help but sigh: "The legacy left by the Immortal Empire is so rich. There is a loyal race waiting for you in any abyss. Locke lost a

Any hand can become a belief. If you are willing, you can drive the coordinate system and contact each coordinate one by one, and you might be able to gain a lot."

"Oh." Ange opened the coordinate system, selected a light point and pressed it.

Nigris threw away the bone, rushed over to hug him, and said with a smile: "You can't press it casually, you must be prepared, be prepared first." He had already slapped himself a series of times in his heart: I told you before, don't talk nonsense, don't

If you talk nonsense, this stupid skeleton will take it seriously!!!

He quickly turned off the coordinate system and the teleportation array. When he turned around, he found that Ange was doing something that made his blood boil. He actually dismantled Zijin's Locke Hand.

"What are you doing!" Nigris roared.

Oh my God, a complete hand bone was actually broken into pieces by Ange. The phalanges, metacarpal bones, ulna, and radius bones were broken into as many pieces as there were bones in a hand. This was the hand of the Lord of Death.

"Change it." Ange said as he took off his right hand.

When he was in the Palace of Rest, Ange would go to the edge of the palace to look for skeletons to replace his damaged bones. He once found the skeleton of a silver skeleton. Unfortunately, at that time, his soul was not strong enough to drive this level of magic.

The skeleton can only be given up with regret.

Until now, his bones are still gray, but they have become denser after being tempered by the wind of rest. But no matter how hard the gray bones are, can they be compared to the purple gold bones?

Ange knew that he could not control an entire hand of mourning, so he broke them into pieces and then used soul fire to assemble them.

When Ange's elbows touched these purple-gold bones, an indescribable heavy pressure pressed on his body, almost knocking him down.

No, it couldn't be driven at all. I removed the phalanges, but it still didn't work. I also removed the metacarpal bones, leaving only the ulna and radius, and the smooth feeling returned.

By attaching the original palm, Ange's right hand became the hand of death with the ulna and radius replaced.

There is not much difference between the purple gold skeleton and the gray skeleton. The replacement is not very conspicuous. Only under the light, the gray-purple and purple-gold luster will become apparent.

"Sabada, this is okay? What to do with the remaining finger bones? How about replacing them on my feet? Let me also taste the taste of trampling on Locke's hands." Nigris said, turned his head, and saw it again.

Something that made his blood boil.

The little zombie was grabbing the wings of the angel skeleton, stepping on its back and tearing them off, causing the feathers to fall to the floor.

"What are you doing!!" Nigris roared angrily.

The little zombies and angel skeletons turned their heads to look over neatly, then ignored it and continued to tear off the second wing.

After tearing it off, he picked up the so-called 'moth' wings that Nigris carried back and stuck them on the shoulder blades with force.

Hey hey hey, it got stuck. Those are the wings of a moth. They are a pair of angel wings. I guess the mural was too exaggerated, which led to word of mouth spreading that it became a moth.

So, the person fighting Locke, Lord of Death, turned out to be a six-winged archangel? Are these the wings of a six-winged archangel?

It does look larger than the original wings of the angel skeleton, and the bones are also thicker, giving it the feeling of a chicken wing turning into an ostrich wing.

After a few flutters, it seemed that it was smooth. The angel skeleton ran up to Ange, turned its back, and opened its wing bones wide for Ange to see.

Nigris could even imagine what the angel skeleton wanted to say: Look, there are no feathers...

I envy it so much: "Pick up some equipment for me sometime, I want to upgrade it too."

The little zombie also echoed beside him: "Ouch! Ouch!"

Who would have thought that if you activate a teleportation array, you can pick up equipment? The legacy of immortality is really too rich.

…

In the Devil's Rift Valley at the end of the Devil's Valley, in a blocked cave under the cliff, a burst of teleportation light flashed, and two fist-sized black masses appeared in the white light.

Black smoke overflowed from the black mass and quickly expanded into two human-shaped shadows. If Silver Coin saw them, he would recognize them as the two black warriors who killed him.

One of the black warriors passed through the closed hole and came back not long after: "Yes, it is here, the world transfer station. How did that idiot Leonard get the coordinates here?"

"It seems that someone bought food from them and provided some particularly valuable specialties. He was greedy and wanted to take it for himself..." Another black warrior arrived.

"This way of exposure is really...low-level, I might as well kill all the life in this world."

"There's no need for us to do anything, let's hide first." After the Black Warrior finished speaking, he inserted his left hand into his chest and took out a scroll. After pulling the scroll open, the scroll burned by itself and turned into ashes.

The two black warriors hid far away and blended deeply into the rocks of the rock wall.

Not long after, the teleported light lit up again, and a holy figure appeared in the light.
Chapter completed!