Arknights, but the family has fallen again

"Before I raise this issue, you may or may not be affected. But once I remind you, it will definitely be affected. Since you have made up your mind, I would rather keep silent and hope that the former will happen."

She took the initiative to tell Otto her understanding in a roundabout way.

"hiss!"

She took the spoon out of the bowl again, tasted it with her cat tongue, and also showed a cute expression.

Cats' tongues cannot withstand high temperatures more than human tongues.

The lynx blew on it and confirmed the temperature again and again before handing it to Otto.

Otto, who had been awake for quite a while, finally woke up completely.

His tongue rolled down the spoon mixed with saliva, and then took the bowl of soup from Kal'tsit.

Leaving things like eating to others would make Otto feel... insecure.

The moment he woke up, his cluttered brain immediately thought of many bad things.

"Ha!" Kal'tsit glanced at Ott with disdain and said, "Disgusting."

"You can guess what I'm thinking. Doesn't that mean... Huh!" The rest of the sentence turned into a muffled sound.

Lynx grabbed the spoon and took the opportunity to gently press down on Ott's tongue.

After playing around for a while, Kal'tsit returned the spoon and stood up.

She glanced at Ghost Shark and frowned, "Her sleep time is far longer than that of an average person. Her body is still struggling with the Originium."

Otto tested it and found that the temperature of the broth was bearable, so he bravely drank it.

Hearing Kal'tsit's words, he responded, "Even if she herself is not susceptible to Originium disease, the presence of foreign matter in her body will naturally cause a reaction in her immune system."

"Although Originium generally won't use unauthorized materials for replication, the strain that liquid Originium places on her nervous system is significant."

"The high fever, the tingling, the swelling, are all normal. Just the lethargy, that's considered healthy."

Unlike Otto’s “masterpiece” last night, the dried meat in this bowl of broth has been fully soaked in the broth, and the flavor of the beer has been released just right.

Ott raised his bowl and spoon and said, "Is it W?"

Kel'tsit took it, nodded, and said, "She is very good at making meals with simple ingredients under these conditions."

Outside the tent, Alina was dismantling the tent, while Skadi and W were helping.

Seeing Kal'tsit come out, W sniffed suspiciously before asking, "Stinky Otter... How are the Otter and the Shark doing?"

Kal'tsit checked the campfire to make sure the broth was still warm.

"Doc Otter has a low-grade fever, but nothing serious," she replied evasively. "As for Ghost Shark, she's just a little sleepy."

Skadi breathed a sigh of relief.

The Sarkaz girl worked hard while muttering, "How could there be such a weak Sarkaz? The Mind Flayer is truly a disgrace to have been transported to another world!"

Kel'tsit corrected her, "First of all, the Mind Flayer is just a Sarkaz folktale. There's no definitive evidence to prove the existence of this species. Considering the similarities, it's most likely just a variation of the Whiplash in folklore."

"Secondly, this place can't be called a different world."

"Again, even if both of the above are true, it has nothing to do with Doc Otter."

W said contemptuously: "What do you, a Filin, know about the Sarkaz?"

Kelsey responded: "I know everything."

"Old woman." W raised his eyebrows.

“…” Kal’tsit glanced at the Sarkaz girl with even more contempt, without saying anything more.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." With a slight nasal tone, Otto and the sleepy Ghost Shark left the tent together.

The faint smell of blood on the left arm effectively covered up the smell of blood coming from Kal'tsit.

But then again, did you choose this time to appear on purpose?

"Hmph!" With a hint of joy, W unilaterally declared his victory.

You've already lost miserably, and you're still trying to win?

After everything was prepared, the group finally broke camp and began to face the final enemy of this dungeon journey: the Necromancer Apprentice.

Holding the manuscript in the ancestor's "laboratory", Ott said: "In a nutshell, our enemy this time can drive the bodies of the dead."

"Along the way, they resurrected all those skeleton soldiers."

A "devil" roams the ruins, and only fools and fools would pursue its trail.

Now, we have to add a group of experts who are experts at frying fish in the fish pond.

Behind the gloomy corridor is a spacious hall. In the middle of the hall is a long table with rough instruments like "torture instruments" and corpses.

The Gothic dome, built of ashlars, strives to climb upwards, but this original intention of approaching heaven has created a lofty but gloomy mausoleum.

Around the hall, near the walls, skeleton soldiers were sleeping against the high walls.

In the empty hall, a sarcophagus "opens its heart", and its owner is lying on the table next to it, also with his "heart wide open".

The one who was processing the dead man's internal organs was a giant so huge that he seemed to be born from a nightmare.

The scarlet robe covered almost every inch of its skin, and a black iron collar shaped like an iron crown was locked and chained around its neck. The rough shackles around its waist also bound the precious scrolls, incense, and robes to the giant.

Its shriveled fingers further desecrated the dead man's internal organs, and with its slight movements, the locks and chains collided with a crisp sound.

The necromancer heard the group's voices and turned around.

Chapter 82 He is just an amnesiac researcher, not as powerful as you

The head was also wrapped in a red robe, leaving only a dark hole supported by an iron ring, which seemed to lead to an endless abyss.

"...After that, I accomplished a feat that would leave even the most experienced necromancers dumbfounded—resurrecting all of my colleagues with their intelligence almost intact."

Otto silently recited the ancestor's lines.

"This look..." W shook his head, "It brings back some bad memories."

"Isn't this the time to chat? Miss W?" Alina was a little nervous.

Not surprising.

Alina had never been a fighter.

"Crow... Crow..." the necromancer said word by word.

Although its face could not be seen, everyone could see that it was staring at Otto.

"Why do all creatures that can breathe here call you a crow! A stinky otter!" W asked.

"Just like you like to call me Otter, Doc Otter, Dr. Otter, Swordsman Otter, and Stinky Otter." Otto replied.

"It's better to be serious when facing the enemy." Skadi threw down the bag full of spoils, tightened the strap on the big sword, and the huge sword body turned lightly from behind her.

Ordinary people might think that there was some secret in the sword, but Otto knew that it was just that Miss Killer Whale was extremely strong.

"The Skeleton Swordmaster and Skeleton Mob are far less threatening than the Limp Hatchling, so it's no problem."

The huge necromancer seemed slow but was actually fast. He grabbed the long scroll from the table fiercely, and the skeleton soldiers around the hall also slowly put themselves together.

The necromancer raised the scroll, and evil spells stirred on the flowing scriptures, and the skeleton soldiers immediately accelerated their revival.

Its bony index finger pointed straight at Otto and his group, and soon, skeleton warriors holding broken swords and sticks came like a tide!

"W." Ott said lightly.

At the same time, Skadi and Ghost Shark also received Ott's orders through the mental link. They almost ignored the surging skeletons and rushed towards the Necromancer like a dump truck.

Only the skeletons that blocked the way were blown away by the strange power of the deep-sea hunters.

"I know, I know!" The Sarkaz girl followed the path opened by the deep-sea hunters and threw bombs at the center of the Skeleton Sea.

Bang!

The sound of the explosion continued to echo in this excellent resonance cavity, like the sound of church bells.

The two deep-sea hunters were barely within the blast's reach, yet they remained unharmed! Instead, they rode the blast's blast, leaping into the air and charging forward, stepping on the skulls' heads!

"So noisy." Kal'tsit frowned.

Ever since Otto woke up, her brows have often been furrowed for some strange reason.

It is no longer some grand proposition like whether Terra can see the sun tomorrow.

Almost instinctively, these "important decisions" fell back on Ott's shoulders, even though, theoretically, they weren't his responsibility.

"Unfortunately, there aren't many open scenes here." Ott glanced forward and said to Alina, "Let me in."

The deer closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded solemnly.

Originium bombs are indeed useful against these small fry. However, they cannot literally "turn every bone of the Skeleton Soldiers into dust."

Vicious curses emanated from the dark opening in the red robe, making one wonder what kind of damage its vocal organs had undergone to produce such a distorted sound.

"Take that back, W, your bomb isn't the loudest thing in these ruins. Mon3ter!"

Mon3ter emerged from the lynx's back, chirped happily, and stood in front of Ott and Kal'tsit.

Those bones that hadn't been completely destroyed trembled and gathered together again under the command of the necromancer's spell. As the spell was chanted, a cold force also passed through the bones of Ott and his group.

The dead never rest!

Elafia stepped on a section of the arm bone that was still holding the sword with one foot, and stomped on the other foot, directly breaking the entire section of bone apart.

The jade foot stepped on the hilt of the sword, then quickly moved backward and forward, sending the rusty sword flying into the air.

The girl's delicate hand took the long sword in mid-air, performed a sword flower, gripped the hilt in reverse, and hid the blade behind her right arm.

This is a very... very Yan-style way of holding the sword.

However, it is somewhat... less glorious.

As a sword-fighting technique used in busy cities, which is often actually used for frontal assassinations, its practice and use methods are rarely recorded openly in the form of text or diagrams.

But it occasionally appears in cultural carriers such as picture books, story books and movies.

"Dr. Otto, you also know swordsmanship?" Alina asked in surprise.

The girl opened her red lips and responded, "No, I can't."

As soon as she finished speaking, Alina bent down and twisted her waist. While dancing with the sword with her right hand, she pushed the hilt diagonally upward with her left hand, and buried the sword directly from under the jaw into the head of a skull.

W's bomb threw some fragments behind the line, to the position of Otto and Alina, and the Necromancer's "The Dead Never Rest" summoned them again.

This unlucky skeleton had just been awakened and was about to come closer.

Otto had no martial arts background, and neither did Alina.

But the strength of his waist, arms and wrists was still well transmitted to the tip of the sword, directly piercing the spine of the skeleton.

Perhaps the only commendable thing about this sword is its precision.

The tip of the sword was aimed at the skeleton's spine so accurately that it cut it off without deviation.

"Then what is this?"

"Things I remember from watching martial arts movies."

Otto took over Alina's body not because he was itching to do so.

The Necromancer's "The Dead Never Rest" is also a pressure skill. If he lets the non-combatant Alina take it head-on, he will have to appease her again...

Having already fallen into the trap once, Otto still wants to avoid it as much as possible.

Elfila walked forward slowly, while Mon3ter stood in front of Ott and Kal'tsit like a nanny.

"You only want Mon3ter to be your security detail?" Kal'tsit crossed her arms. "Isn't that a bit too arrogant sometimes?"

Ott replied, "Since I have already sent all my guards to the front, I need someone to protect the headquarters. You happen to be the most suitable person."

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Kal'tsit's mouth curled slightly.

"Little rooster, point to someone!" W muttered nonsense and dropped the bomb at the location designated by Otto.

The explosion point of the Originium bomb continued to move forward, and the tide of skeletons almost stopped. Finally, the deep-sea hunters approached the Necromancer.