Slime Immortal

"Is this the swamp master the old lizard mentioned? Haha, just a not-so-intelligent monster."

"Be careful, in case the real owner of the swamp is still hiding." Another figure emerged from stealth.

"Hawk, do you think you're funny? There are only crocodiles and slimes here."

"Could it be possible that the owner of the swamp is a slime?"

Chen Yu blinked underwater.

Can't it be?

Chapter 53: Gold appears in the swamp?

"Damn it, Leon, didn't I tell you not to call me by my real name outside?"

The thief named Hawke replied dissatisfiedly, his eyes still darting around, obviously much more careful than his other reckless accomplice.

Leon waved his hand in annoyance, “Okay, got it.”

"Damn it! My employer died after this trip. What bad luck! I should have gotten more gold coins from this old lizard."

"That body should be worth some money..."

Before Hawke could finish his words, he saw other thieves outside the forest carrying the body away.

Leon was so angry that he punched the slippery oak tree, but it hurt his fingers so much that they trembled in embarrassment.

"I thought this swamp master had some great treasure, but it turns out to be just a brainless crocodile. All my efforts were in vain."

"'Miracle' Arno, huh, this guy might be a druid in secret."

"It's hard to say. You just saw it. His perception and warrior skills are simply amazing. I'd believe he's a professional."

"Okay, stop wandering around here. That damned undead is still chasing us. He followed us all the way from the ruins of the outpost to here. It's amazing that he has the patience to do that."

"If he hadn't started fires everywhere and made a mess of this Death Swamp, we would have completed the mission long ago."

"Undead?"

Chen Yu squatted underwater and blinked as he heard this new and interesting word.

And they said that the burn marks that Arno discovered when he explored to the south a few days ago seemed to be left by this undead.

In Chen Yu's imagination, the undead were just some moving skeletons. The more advanced ones would wear more clothes and equipment, or they might be alien undead made up of a pile of monster skeletons.

So if there really was such a race as the undead, he was very curious about how a pile of bones could move. It seemed that there was no such magical monster in Xu Xuantian.

Chen Yu was bubbling with curiosity when the thief named Hawk suddenly set his eyes on the swamp.

"Leon, do you think there's another crocodile here?"

Leon came over and stared at Xiao Ka who was becoming more and more frightened underwater.

"Really? Maybe it's the offspring of that giant crocodile... Wait, you promised not to tell me your real name, why are you calling me by my name?"

"That's just a casual remark... ahem, don't worry about it. Why don't you just kill it so it won't hold a grudge."

"Hey, there's still a bunch of slimes in there. Why don't you deal with your 'Swamp Lord'?"

"Speak up!"

Hawke was enraged and snorted coldly. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and was about to stab him down.

"boom!!!"

Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred in the dense forest. A few seconds later, only Leon was left running out in terror.

"Help! Help me!"

"what happens?"

The other guild members came over and asked with frowns.

"Inside... there's a slime that's going to explode! Kill Hawk!"

"It's the Swamp Lord!"

The remaining four thieves found it ridiculous.

Slime explodes?

Or the Lord of the Swamp?

This kid might be crazy, or he might be hallucinating due to poisoning.

They looked at each other and, out of caution, decided to slowly grope their way towards the explosion site.

They gripped their weapons tightly, walked lightly, and scanned the damp and dim woodland vigilantly, trying to find the strange "explosive slime" that Leon mentioned.

However, before they actually set foot inside, a sudden sound penetrated the dull air of the Death Swamp and came clearly from far away.

“Dee-dee…dee-dee…dee-dee…”

The sound was crisp and regular, with an inhuman hollowness, like hard bones hitting soft mud.

"What's that sound?" A thief stopped suddenly and listened.

The other thief frowned, confusion written all over his face.

"Sounds like... horse hooves?"

"Where did the horse come from in the swamp? You're crazy!"

"Horse? Swamp...undead horse!"

The leading thief's face turned pale as paper, and his pupils dilated with extreme fear.

"Idiot, it's that undead! It's coming, run!"

All the thieves' faces changed instantly, as if they had heard something terrible. They abandoned the treasures they had looted and fled for their lives.

"Run apart! Run apart!"

"Don't let it catch up!"

In the forest, Chen Yu also heard the sound of horse hooves.

He curiously poked half of his round head out of the murky water, his eyes piercing through the layers of thick gray-green fog as he looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The thick fog seemed to be torn open by an invisible force, and a frightening figure slowly walked out.

It was an unusually tall horse, but its flesh and blood had long since decayed away, leaving only white bones. Two balls of faint blue flames burned in its empty eye sockets.

On the horse's back sat a knight.

He was wearing a heavy black armor that was covered with dents and rust from years of erosion. On his back was a cloak with floating blue flames, and in his hand was a long-handled lance wrapped in blue flames.

Beneath the helmet's visor was a bottomless darkness, with only a faint blue flame burning quietly in the depths, indifferently scanning the land of slaughter.

A word instantly popped into Chen Yu’s “mind”—Undead Knight.

Huh?

What day is it today? Why are elite monsters spawning in the swamp again?

The image of this undead knight was completely different from the simple skeleton he had imagined. It was extremely handsome.

I really want to describe how cool it is...

That means drawing cards, and it has to be a rare character that can only be obtained after 90 guaranteed draws.

It just doesn't look very friendly.

It has nothing to do with him anyway, so just let it go.

"Xiao Ka, let's go back."

"Kaka!"

A group of slimes climbed out of the swamp riding on a crocodile, and their figures disappeared into the dim swamp along with the gathered stinging bees.

……

A moment later, several corpses of thieves were left at the junction of the swamp. The undead knight's spear pierced Leon's shoulder, and ghostly fire fluttered in his eye sockets, but there was no temperature.

The thief Leon spat out blood and shouted unwillingly.

"Fuck! You chased us all the way here from the ruins of the outpost... What the hell did you do for?!"

"Your lousy place...we...we didn't even touch it! What...what do you want?!"

The knight's eyes flickered with ghostly lights, and he remained silent for a long time, so long that Leon despaired, and finally he spoke.

"You stepped on my flowers."

His tone was very serious, as if the flower was some precious treasure to him.

"That's it?!"

Leon's questioning expression froze, then turned into astonishment and frustration.

He had thought it might be a misunderstanding, an evil sacrifice, a necromancer's orders, or an experiment by a mad wizard...

He thought of everything, but he never thought that the knight was doing this for the white flowers that he had just stepped on with his left foot as soon as he entered the ruins.

He made a strange "ho ho" sound in his throat, and finally broke into a hysterical laugh that was worse than crying:

"Flowers? Hahahaha! Just for a fucking wild flower?! I fell on a flower?! Haha. Ugh!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, ruthlessly cut off by the cold tip of the gun.

Chapter 54: Magic? That’s my asset

After the noise.

Arthur sat on the cold stone, silently looking at the thief's body half-sunk and half-floating in the muddy water, then reached into the lining of his chest armor and took out the flower.

The white flowers had already completely dried up and shriveled, and the petals, which had lost all their color, were twisted and curled up like the shriveled wings of a dead insect.

Wild flowers?

The knight's soul flame flickered. In his world composed of broken memories and the obsession of the undead, this flower was the only thing that stubbornly grew in that dark ruin.

It's not some wildflower.