Restarting the myth.

Chapter 60 The Dogs Were Silent

"Master, she is my friend Yulia."

Abin walked through the wall to the backyard and turned to Yulia and said, "This gentleman is my master. He just praised your name and said that you are an elegant lady."

"Your master has good taste!"

Yulia snorted and lowered her head slightly to Wayne as a greeting.

The dog and the horse communicated silently. Wayne couldn't hear their voices, but he saw that the undead warhorse had a gentle temper. It raised its hand to its chest and bowed in return, which showed that it accepted Abin's weird social circle.

Birds of a feather flock together. There's nothing wrong with an evil dog and an undead horse making friends!
And the Undead Warhorse is just a little bit weird. Compared with those weird guys from the Geocentric Cult, it is very normal.

"Hello, elegant lady, I am Wayne, Abin's master." Wayne smiled and stretched out his hand. It was a subconscious action, but he regretted it as soon as he did it.

Yulia didn't notice anything strange. She lowered her head and tapped Wayne's hand, then began to communicate with him enthusiastically.

【Ding】

【Yulia sends you a friend request】

Wayne sensed the fluctuations of magic power and responded with his mind. He established a friendship with Yulia and communication became smooth.

It was like telepathy, or a conversation on the soul level, but it was different from the contractual induction between him and Abin.

Wayne was exposed to new magic and was quite curious for a moment. He started chatting with Yulia in a friendly manner, and the conversation turned to magic.

On the other side, Abin was also talking to Yulia.

"Yulia, don't you want to find a new master? Why don't you speak up?"

"How can it be so fast? Your master is very good, but it's my first time meeting him. It's too easy for him to get what he wants. He won't cherish me in the future."

"It's really troublesome. You are too embarrassed to ask. Let me help you."

In order to help his master tie up the little wild horse, Abin was very worried. He ignored Yulia's hesitation and directly explained the whole story to Wayne.

"Your master is missing?!"

Wayne's eyes widened, it was really sad that Yulia wanted to find a new owner, and after Abin's introduction, he decided to give him a chance.

Wayne was so sad that he almost laughed out loud. Good things will be rewarded to good people. The ancients were honest. He did good deeds every day and accumulated virtue. God rewarded him by bringing equipment to his door.

"I do have such a plan. However, you have to go through a test. It's not easy to pull out this sword." Yulia spoke awkwardly, just like a guy she met on a blind date.

You are okay, that's it, I need to take another look.

"What about your former master? He is just missing, not necessarily dead. If he comes back one day..."

Wayne suppressed his surprise, frowned and said rationally: "A horse cannot have two owners. You will have to make a choice at that time. I don't want to embarrass you, nor do I want to have a grudge with your former owner because of this."

"My master is not very smart and won't care about these details. If he is angry, just let him ride a few more laps. He is easy to appease." Yulia said resentfully.

She didn't want to find a new owner for herself, but she felt uncomfortable running with an empty back, so she wanted to find something to press down on.

Wayne's mouth twitched. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he imagined a scene of a young couple quarreling after hearing the resentment in Yulia's words. The girl couldn't stand the boy's chauvinism, so she ran away from home in anger and found a yellow-haired guy.

Oh no, I’ve become yellow-haired!

Wayne raised his hand and touched his chin to stop the twitching of his mouth. Never mind the yellow-haired guy, he was a pure love party and would always support the pure love god of war who could kill a minotaur with one sword.

But...

Yulia's master is currently in a Schrödinger state, with a fifty-fifty chance of life or death. If the other party really dies, wouldn't it be a waste of God's kindness for him to reject Yulia?

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Wayne chose a compromise.

He was a bit wronged and took care of Yulia for free for a while on behalf of his former owner to prevent such a handsome mare from being homeless on the streets. Once the other party came to the door, they could take Yulia away at any time.

In this way, Yulia was at most practicing her skills under his crotch, and the ultimate beneficiary was still her former master.

There are no minotaurs, no yellow-haired people, everyone is a pure love god of war.

Perfect, I'm a genius!
Wayne nodded repeatedly, got Yulia's permission, and prepared to try to draw out the Bone Knight Sword.

Only when he can pull it out, he will be qualified. If he can't pull it out, everything is empty talk.

Just as Wayne touched the hilt of the sword, he thought of something and retracted his hand, saying, "Let's find a deserted place first. If there's too much noise, we can leave at any time."

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Cemetery.

Hairy moon, thick fog, phosphorescent fire...

The wind was blowing, the shadows of the trees were hazy, the fog was sticking to the ground, and everything was filled with gloom and horror. Wayne wanted to find a quiet and deserted corner, and Yulia took him to the cemetery literally. It was quiet and there were no living people.

Wayne had a mouthful of grumble stuck in his throat. Yulia commented that the previous owner was not very smart, and she herself was no different. Who would bring people to the graveyard in the middle of the night? It was so quiet, what should I do if someone suddenly spoke?

It was a pile of graves, Wayne didn't choose, eager to try, he put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"This sword is called Shadow Nightmare. It is the embodiment of nightmare. Only my master can pull it out. If you feel discomfort while pulling out the sword, please let go immediately and don't be stubborn." Yulia reminded.

Wayne raised his eyebrows, and took the initiative to merge with the Book of Greed, first giving himself a buff, and then slowly drew out the Shadow Sword.

The cold murderous intent extended up his arm, and Wayne sensed an extremely strong smell of decay. This breath cut off all life, representing the most noble death, and also implied eternal sleep after decay to the end.

The Book of Greed stretched out its tentacles and swallowed the breath of death. Near the big eyeball, the small eyeball representing death shone brightly and blinked slowly, looking vivid and lifelike.

Clang! !

Wayne drew his sword, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

The hilt guard is shaped like bones, and at the end of the hilt is a skull with a ruby ​​in its mouth. The material of the sword body is unknown, and it has a metallic glow.

Wayne looked at the blade of the sword. Although it was called Shadow Nightmare, it was actually glowing white, reflecting his face like a mirror.

In the mirror, his facial features and skin texture disappeared, and the skull's pupils were flickering with white flames.

Wayne was amazed at the peculiarity of the sword and did not notice at all that he had merged with the Book of Greed, staring at death with his big eyes. With the help of the Shadow Nightmare, the corrupt yet eternal power was roaming in every corner of his body.

The gray vortex surged, and Wayne's body turned into bones.

The black armor condensed, shoulder armor, chest armor, arm armor, finger-guard gauntlets...

Dark and hideous armor condensed and covered the torso and limbs. A tattered gray cloak slid down from the shoulders, and a skeleton knight with black smoke on his face slowly took shape.

Wayne felt cold all over, but he did not feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, his mind was unusually calm, his desires were downplayed, and he gained unprecedented calmness.

At the end of the bone hilt, the ruby ​​glowed scarlet, and endless power of death flowed into Wayne's skeleton. Holding this sword in his hand, he had inexhaustible power.

So strong!

Ridiculously strong!

For the first time, Wayne felt the power of the divine suit. This power was extremely direct and had no side effects...

It seems that the side effects are serious. The skeleton armor is just a layer of skin. Putting down the bone sword, he is still the hot-blooded and righteous young man.

"Owner……"

Yulia watched the scene with bated breath. When she saw Wayne pull out the Bone Knight Sword, which looked exactly like her master, she was immediately very excited. She knelt down and called Wayne her master.

As for the original one, Yulia believed that a horse should look up. As a war horse, her back could not be empty and had to carry something.

Abin shook his tail rapidly. As expected, Master Wayne was unique and only he could pull out this sword.

It’s great that I can always be friends with Yulia.

Yulia had been on Wayne's back for too long and was anxious to have Wayne ride her for a couple of laps. She knelt down and begged him to get on the horse, looking quite impatient.

Wayne held the front pommel of the saddle with one hand, stepped on the stirrup and was about to try riding. But when he was halfway in the air, he suddenly realized that he didn't know how to ride a horse.

Poor people play with cars, rich people play with watches, and super-rich people play with horses. His financial strength does not allow him to have such skills.

It would be more like Veronica, she has long legs and has the potential to become an excellent female rider.

"Owner?"

"Uh, I can't ride a horse." Wayne said slowly, heavy and gloomy.

"..." x3
The dogs were silent.

"It's okay. You can practice. I'll go slower and carry you around the cemetery so you can get a feel for it." Yulia comforted him.

"Yulia is right. No one is born knowing how to ride a horse, and I can't either. Master, you can get the feel for it first. Riding a horse is just like walking. You will get the hang of it as you ride." Abin encouraged.

"Makes sense."

Wayne put away the Shadow Knight Sword, climbed onto the horse, and held onto the front pommel with both hands to maintain balance. After Yulia stood up, he asked, "I forgot to mention who your original master was?"

"Death knight!"

Yulia said proudly: "He serves the goddess of death. He is the goddess's lone knight walking in the world. He is the creator of the underground tomb and is worshiped by the followers of death..."

"Okay, stop talking, stop by the tree ahead, I want to get off the horse."

(End of this chapter)