This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 164 The Dagger and Ouroboros Plague
"Skeleton Lord..."

Looking at the words on the paper made of white bones, Zhou Li seemed to have thought of something.He opened the pure gold box at the side, and against the backdrop of velvet, a flawless pure silver dagger appeared in front of his eyes.

Silver can ward off evil spirits.

The moment Zhou Li touched the dagger with the black mist, a strange gold-plated snake pattern gradually condensed on the dagger blade, making people shudder.

"There is a piece of paper."

Elma saw a piece of white paper on the interlayer of the box, and pointed it out to Zhou Li.Zhou Li, who was still observing the snake pattern, looked towards the interlayer, then used the black mist to take out the paper and displayed it in front of the two of them.

"A parting gift."

Looking at the paper with only four characters, Zhou Li understood that it was left by that woman.From Elma's description, I know that the woman's identity is definitely not simple, and the feeling she brings to Elma is far more powerful and unpredictable than the gods.Although he couldn't fully trust the things left by this kind of existence, Zhou Li was not prepared to hide them in the snow.

After manipulating the black mist to put the dagger in his hand, Zhou Li suddenly felt a burst of coolness coming from the dagger and flowing into his mind.Before Zhou Li could react, the snake pattern on the dagger suddenly solidified, a small black snake emerged from the tip of the dagger, wrapped around Zhou Li's wrist, and then the snake's head bit the snake's tail, like a jade bracelet Generally silent.

Zhou Li fell silent as he looked at the thing on his wrist that looked unorthodox.He took out the brave man's exclusive from his waist, then opened a page, aiming at the dagger and the small snake on his wrist.

([No Level] Dagger: You can use it to solve the weirdness)

([No Level] Ouroboros Ring: This is just a bracelet, an ordinary bracelet)

The brave man exclusively shows the patterns of these two items. It seems that the two items are ordinary and have nothing special about them.But Zhou Li knew that these two things were definitely what he needed urgently right now.He tried to take off the bracelet, but no matter how hard he tried or used other abilities, the bracelet made of ouroboros was firmly fixed on Zhou Li's wrist, motionless.

"How to do?"

Seeing that Zhou Li didn't want to wear the bracelet, Elma asked worriedly, "Will this affect it?"

"I don't know, I just don't like things of unknown origin."

Zhou Li, who always felt a little uncomfortable, twisted his neck, and then temporarily put aside the matter of the bracelet.He picked up the dagger, and then looked at the bone paper with the bones written on it.Although no one told him, Zhou Li felt that sticking the dagger on the bone paper was the right move.

He raised his hand, lowered it, and inserted the dagger into the wooden table.

"From now on, neither you nor I touch this dagger."

Zhou Li looked at the dagger deep into the wooden table, pressed his trembling right hand, and calmly said to Elma: "Just put it here, and the black mist will take care of it."

"But…"

Elma on the side took a step back, frowned slightly, and asked worriedly: "It's not a solution to keep it here all the time, this is not a Magnum, we always have negligence."

"exactly."

Zhou Li nodded, then he took out the communicator, pressed the button, and put it next to his ear.

"Detective Folders? Can you please?"

After the communicator answered, Roja's voice came from the microphone.Zhou Li cleared his throat and said to the other end of the communicator: "Captain Roja, do you have any missions now?"

"The affairs of the church have already been taken over by a dedicated team, and now I don't have any official tasks."

"Okay, I have something to ask you."

"please say."

Zhou Li glanced at the dagger next to him, raised his right hand slightly, and the dagger was rolled up by the black mist and put into the box.After finishing this action, Zhou Li said to Roja:
"I want to meet that werewolf."

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In the chaotic alleys, stray dogs are constantly looking for food in the garbage.It walks in the mud, sniffs the foul smell in the air with its nose, trying to find the leftovers left by humans to feed its hunger.

Suddenly, amidst the strong smell of alcohol, the stray dog ​​smelled a trace of blood.This instantly aroused the wildness of the wolfhound, and it frantically found the source of the bloody smell - a corpse wrapped in rags.

No one knew why this corpse appeared in this alley, but no one cared either.Because anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the status of this corpse is very low.Swelling, blisters, scars from hunger, and broken palms exposed outside the rags, all tell others how low this corpse is.

In this country of roaring machinery, the most indispensable thing is people who freeze to death or starve to death on the side of the road.Sometimes they die because of high-intensity work spirit, and some people have to stop working because of injuries, and finally fall into an endless loop and die sadly.Without exception, no one would care about the corpse of this method of death.

However, Dingo cares.It bit the exposed palm without hesitation, and then began to gnaw on every piece of meat it bit off.

However, what it didn't notice was that when the wild dog bit off the palm, the blood that flowed out from the corpse was not bright red blood, but a kind of miserable green with a strong evil smell, which made people feel painful at a glance.

The wild dog kept eating, and after a while, it was full.

It raised its head and looked at the body that was gradually standing up, covered in green liquid, wagging its tail like a puppy that had found its owner, expressing its loyalty to the "people" who provided it with food.

The corpse bent down, and gently touched the wild dog's half-corroded skull with the palm of his hand with only a few bones left.After receiving an excited response from the wild dog that had already spat out its internal organs, the corpse stood up and staggered towards the outside of the alley.

Oh yes, almost forgot.

He stretched out his hand, green blood gradually oozes from the burnt arm, and it falls to the ground.Looking at the gradually dissipating green mist, the corpse raised its severed mouth slightly, as if it was laughing or crying.

I died of the plague.

I am the source of the plague.

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In a mountain tribe in the Alps ten kilometers away from Jordan, a simple stone house stands in the severe wind and snow.Through the glass glued with paper, a man wearing black leather armor and full of silver hair was sitting on a reclining chair, shaking his body leisurely.

"Ok?"

The man stopped the reclining chair suddenly, sat up straight, and looked in Jordan's direction as if observing something.After a while, the leisurely look on the man's face disappeared, replaced by a dignified expression.

When the man sensed the aura that represented absolute death, he immediately left the reclining chair, pushed open the door, stood still in the cold wind, closed his eyes, and the energy in his body kept boiling. After a while, the man opened his eyes, his face full of astonishment .

"Plague? Is he still alive?"

(End of this chapter)