Unspeakable bubbles

The man was prepared and darted behind Bubble.

“Come on, chop, chop my head,” the young man said in a strange manner.

"Don't fight, everyone, stay united."

The little girl comforted Robin, who was trembling all over, and then asked curiously, "Robin, do you know how to increase your companions?"

Skeleton Robin was caught in a dilemma. After a recent massacre, many things had inexplicably appeared in its head, including a method to expand the undead army.

However, that method was far too cruel.

Even in this desperate situation, it is unwilling to use it.

"Look at you, so hesitant and cowardly, you wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken. I can hardly believe you're the Robin I know!"

The man sneered, "Robin, my old friend, it's time to enter the fray!"

Skeleton Robin looked at the man with a puzzled expression. He sounded very familiar with her, but she didn't recognize him at all.

Robin suddenly shuddered, and then two ghostly flames emerged from his empty eye sockets.

Its aura underwent a dramatic change, exuding a ferocious aura capable of slaughtering countless lives.

Not only Robin, but the other 133 skeletons underwent similar changes at almost the same time.

The man whistled, "Lord Bubble, it seems you still have quite a few old friends who support you. I knew it, my judgment has always been accurate."

Are you Robin?

Bubble looked at the skeleton in front of him with a puzzled expression. Hmm, it still felt like Robin, but something fundamentally different was different.

"......"

Robin bowed to Bubble, and then it nodded.

"It is still Robin, of course, but Robin without innocence and without human nature."

The man straightened his expression: "Lord Bubble, it's time to take action."

"What should we do, strategist?"

"First of all, there are still many people in the neighborhood who are hoping to get away with it and haven't moved out yet. Let's start by taking action against them."

As the man spoke, he scrutinized Bubble's expression. "Lady Bubble, please don't be soft-hearted. Those are heartless bastards who would stand by and watch someone die. They..."

"Are they bad people?" Bubble interrupted the man.

"Of course, they couldn't be worse. They're usually very kind to the Marquis, but when it comes to a critical moment, they refuse to help. Don't you think they're bad people?"

"Oh," Bubble responded.

"Then you can go."

"You've agreed?"

The man seemed to have been taken aback by the girl's quick response, and he confirmed it once again.

"Um"

"...That's wonderful. I have a feeling we'll have a great time working together this time."

The man grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty desire.

"set off!"

The gates of the Marquis's mansion burst open, and one hundred and thirty-four skeletons filed out.

The skeletons outside the Marquis's mansion all looked towards the entrance, and Robin raised his greatsword high.

It suddenly let out a silent roar, and a violent wave of soul energy swept across the surroundings.

'kill!'

'Slaughter all the survivors in Carmen's territory!'

'kill!'

'Kill all the invaders!'

'kill!'

'Kill every living person in this country!'

'kill!'

'This time, this time I can finally let go of everything, hahaha, let's enjoy the feast before dawn!'

Amidst the dense horde of skeletons, eerie flames occasionally flickered in the eyes of some, as if responding to Robin, each one clapping its hands vigorously.

"More and more people are getting involved."

The young man watched this scene with a smile, which was only natural, given the nature of undead creatures.

He believed that as the war escalated, more and more, even all of his old comrades, would choose his side.

'This time, I will definitely beat you, Carmen!'

Section 155, Chapter 154: Two Paths

A skeleton wearing a coat and a top hat sat stiffly in a chair, holding a bouquet of flowers in its hand.

"Robin?" Robin's wife called out anxiously.

Robin nodded and used his bone finger to carve a line of words on the wooden table: "It's me."

The Marquis was in the next room trying to persuade his parents, while Robin's wife cautiously observed her 'husband' in front of her.

Her clothes and appearance were exactly the same as when she last left, adorable...

"Are you alright?" Robin slowly carved another line of words on the table.

"Oh no, the neighbors all say you've turned into a monster. Our family can't even hold our heads up when we walk outside."

Hearing his wife's choked voice, Robin lowered his head.

Why do you never consult me ​​before making decisions?

"I will protect you, and after defeating the Black Tide, I will become the hero of this territory!"

"I don't want you to become some kind of hero, I just want you to go back to being the way you were before," Robin's wife said, sobbing.

"...I had no choice; if I didn't do this, everyone would die."

"What am I supposed to do now?!"

"woooooo"

"Well, it's time. We need to go to another place."

Just then, Andy came out from next door.

“Madam, this is a small token of my appreciation.” Andy placed a bulging bag on the table.

"If you encounter any inconveniences in your life in the future, feel free to go to the Marquis's mansion to find Robin."

"I can't accept this," Robin's wife said hesitantly, wiping her eyes. "I... I..."

"This is what you deserve!"

Andy said seriously, "Robin is a hero. Compared to what he has given for the territory, what I am giving him is far too little!"

"hero......"

Upon hearing this word, Robin's wife couldn't help but glance at Robin again.

"Robin!"

As Robin reached the door, she shouted.

Under the bewildered gaze of the skeleton, his wife gave him a stiff hug.

"You forgot to give me the flowers." She took the flowers from her husband's hand. "Next time, next time you must come again!"

On the way back, Robin remained excited the entire time.

"I didn't expect this visit to be so successful."

Andy glanced at the old gardener beside him with some emotion, "Thanks to you."

"The main thing is that Robin and his wife have a deep affection for each other. Sir, you shouldn't be too optimistic."

"A good start is always good."

Andy laughed and said, "What should we do after visiting all the houses?"

"It's time to give these undead warriors something to do. Hmm, let's organize them to sweep the streets at night."

"Sweeping the streets?"

The old gardener nodded: "Along the way, I saw many houses in the neighborhood that needed renovation. We can send skeleton warriors to help in batches."

"I see."

First, he had to resolve the family conflicts, and then he needed to improve the relationship between the undead warriors and the people in the territory. Andy thought this was a reasonable plan.

"At first, everyone will definitely be resistant, and that's when you need to be patient."

The old gardener advised the surrounding skeletons, "Be patient, and don't do anything that can't be undone in a moment of impulse."

"Think of your family and control your impulses."

The skeletons nodded repeatedly; Robin's situation tonight had given them great hope.

If enduring some grievances can help me regain everyone's approval, then that would be a really good deal.

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In the dead of night, Carmen led a blaze of fire.

Hordes of skeletons swept through the area, tearing down fences, destroying houses, and driving trembling people out of their homes.

Faced with the coercion of the hideous skeletons, most people obediently complied and were driven to the square.

Occasionally, some young men, relying on their bravery, would wield swords forged in the blacksmith's shop to resist, but without exception, they were all killed by the undead warriors with a single blow.