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Norn's consciousness was attached to Arno's body, and the ethereal voice in his mind was still echoing.

"Aino? Lobe?"

What do these names mean?

Norn searched his mind for memories of them, but to no avail.

But at least he understood why Arnold had stood up on his own.

The voice generated directly in Arnold's mind was exactly the same as the way he talked to Arnold. Arnold was always very close to things that could talk to him.

This is also why Arnold listens to his every word.

In addition, probably for this reason, Norn also noticed that the skeletons ignored Arno, who was breaking the rules by getting up.

Seeing this, Norn reassured himself and retrieved the brain. Arno regained his consciousness and continued walking towards the skeleton emperor on the throne.

While the people kneeling below saw Arno reach out to touch the Skeleton Emperor's head, the surrounding skeletons still did not react.

People began to whisper among themselves: "It seems... everything's alright now?"

"Can you get up now, sir? That big guy did all that, and these skeletons didn't react at all."

Charles was also somewhat bewildered by the scene before him, and couldn't help but doubt his own judgment.

But he still didn't give the order to get up. He didn't dare to gamble yet, since kneeling would definitely not cause any problems.

"Don't get up, keep kneeling!" Shared commanded.

Upon hearing this, everyone had no choice but to give up.

Norn quietly approached Sharred and asked, "My lord, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?"

"Aino, Lobe, do you know what these two names mean?"

Norn said the name he heard in Arno's mind, thinking that the knowledgeable Shared should know something.

As it turned out, he was right. Shared quickly replied:

"Ainor and Lobe were both ancient evil gods. After Ainor died, he became the Rotten River Underground City, and after Lobe died, he became the Sky Dome Underground City. In addition, there was an evil god named Moron, who became the Howling Underground City we are in now after his death."

Norn suddenly realized that the owner of the voice was the evil god named Moron.

He must have sensed the presence of the other two evil gods in Arno, which is why He mentioned those two names to Arno.

"I see, thank you," Norn replied, but Sharred's expression became subtle.

The names of the three evil gods are not obscure facts; they are recorded in detail in the sacred texts of the Aro religion, and anyone who believes in Aro or is literate knows these things.

But it's rare to find someone like Hohmann who only knows the name but doesn't understand its meaning.

Moreover, asking this question out of the blue under such circumstances is especially suspicious.

"Do you know something? Why are you asking this question?" Shared asked suspiciously.

Norn would certainly not reveal that Arno was a product of dark magic. If the Duke's son were to spread the word and Dante were to come looking for him, they would be unable to stay in Desert Village.

"I just suddenly remembered seeing those two names somewhere, so I asked casually, since I'm free anyway."

Norn brushed it off with a very lame excuse. Even though Norn knew that Shared wouldn't believe him, he couldn't press the matter further now. He still had to think about how to escape his current predicament.

Just then, another person in the line stood up.

"I say, Lord Sharred, aren't you being a little too cautious? Look, that big guy has already taken off the skull's crown, and the other skeletons haven't reacted at all. What are they still kneeling here for?"

As Uru spoke, he twisted his waist and stretched his back to loosen up his joints.

"Damn it! Kneel down right now! Why are you always so disobedient?!" Shared roared.

Uru's face showed displeasure. He had been dissatisfied with this bookworm all the way. He was nosy and cowardly. How much time had the whole team wasted because of him?

It's utterly absurd that he still wants to lead his team to kneel before this stupid bone!

"Kneel if you want! You bunch of cowards! Look at me, I'm just standing here, what's the reaction of those skeletons?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of bones grinding came from behind Uru.

A skeleton soldier slowly moved, holding a spear horizontally in his hand, aiming it at the back of Uru's neck.

Uru reacted quickly, dodging to the side, but two skeletons suddenly appeared in front of him, their two gleaming spearheads thrusting towards him.

clang!

In desperation, Uru drew his greatsword from behind him and parried the two spearheads.

The sound of metal clashing was particularly jarring, and for a moment everyone remembered the two mithril-level adventurers who had been killed by the skeleton.

It was too late. Now that Uru had taken up arms to fight back, the entire platform and the entire fortress of skeletons had become his enemies!

"Run! Crawl! Get away from this idiot!" Sharred ordered in a panic, and everyone began to crawl toward the throne.

Uru looked at the sword in his hand with some surprise, and when he recalled his subconscious action just now, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But the situation now left him no room for regret. He had become the enemy of the entire castle, and he was about to face thousands upon thousands of skeleton soldiers!

"Damn it..." Uru cursed inwardly as he watched the gray ocean of skulls around him begin to move toward him, and his hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily.

But when he thought of the words that Shared had just cursed him, and saw those cowards fleeing from him like dogs to avoid being caught in the crossfire, a surge of anger rose in his heart again.

"Just watch! You bunch of cowards! See how I'll slaughter these bastards to the bone! You all deserve to kneel on the ground!"

Uru felt an overwhelming sense of joy, his blood began to boil, and his hand holding the sword became incredibly firm.

That was his flow state, which he had always relied on to fight monsters. Once he entered this state, no monster could defeat him!

The skeletons charged forward, brandishing all sorts of weapons, creating a continuous, dense clicking sound.

Uru roared, gripping the sword hilt with both hands. The greatsword seemed to come alive in his hands, each strike carrying overwhelming force.

With a single sweep, three skeleton soldiers were cut in half at the waist. The sound of ribs and spines breaking was like the snapping of dry branches. Their upper and lower bodies separated and scattered on the ground, becoming nothing more than a pile of bones.

Uru kicked aside two skeletons blocking his way, and with a swift motion, cleaved another skeleton in two from shoulder to hip with his greatsword, sending grayish-white bone fragments and black armor shards flying everywhere.