Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 382 The Exhilarating New Discovery of the Abyss

In the game "YGGDRASIL", world-class items are formed from the "leaves" that were destroyed by the World Tree.

Each one possesses power comparable to a world.

of course.

In the game, this is just a rather unusual item, but when a world-class item appears in another world, its original effects will be changed to some extent.

In particular, world-class items that are left unclaimed and lost somewhere in the world are very likely to cause special natural phenomena.

Tang was about to investigate.

Within the territory of the "Reseld" tribe, are there any special natural phenomena or things beyond the comprehension of ordinary people?

The lion priest's answer was "No."

This vast grassland does not have complex terrain. Although the 12 tribes are not completely unified, they still have contact and communication with each other.

If there were any special natural phenomena, the lion-man priest, as the leader of the strongest tribe, would surely be aware of them.

no way.

Tang Zheng could only investigate the history of the "Reselde" tribal kingdom, hoping to find the answer there.

The priest of a tribe holds a very special position. In some respects, he knows more about the tribe's history than the deceased "King" Anriel.

—"The Kingdom of Inbelia".

These past few days, Iveriai has been staying in the decaying capital city. Although it is full of ruins, it fills people with a sense of nostalgia.

"hiss!"

"Aww!"

Two undead zombies, one strong and the other thin, were grayish-black in color and occasionally let out low growls.

Under the "Undead Manipulation" controlled by Iveria, they arrived at a small cave hidden in the woods behind the original castle.

The trees here are long gone.

It's completely bare!
In Iverie's memory, this was the place where he and Nastassa liked to play hide-and-seek when they were children. Although the entire castle has been reduced to ruins, this little cave has been preserved by accident.

It's probably because it's just a stone cave.

The space wasn't large; she was probably the only one who knew about it.

Nastassa was her personal maid who served her, and was also the highest-ranking of all the maids. They were very close.

Looking at his father and mother, who were placed in the stone cave.

“I did not find Nastassa. She was originally imprisoned with my father and mother.”

Iverai lowered his head, his unpretentious, childlike tone revealing a strange sadness: "He must have been used as an experimental subject by that undead."

“Nastassa should be my only friend. I originally wanted to kill that undead myself to avenge her.”

"I was just worried that the immortals would still be useful to that Dragon King, so I didn't act immediately. But he's dead now; he was killed by that Dragon King."

"Yes, we encountered that Dragon King by chance some time ago. He is a powerful and mysterious figure, but he is not in any danger at the moment, so don't worry."

"That dragon king said he considered me a friend... I don't know if it's true or not, after all, a race like dragons is always arrogant."

"By the way, I've made some friends recently and joined an adventurer party called [Blue Rose]... Lajus is one of them..."

Iver's voice was calm as he recounted his experiences over the past 200 years.

The two undead stood quietly inside the cave, seemingly listening intently to the rambling words.

The sun rises and sets.

It rose again.

Iver stopped speaking, gazing intently at the two undead standing motionless in the cave, remaining silent.

suddenly.

"I will find the enemy who turned you and everyone else into this!" Iver's resolute voice rang out.

boom!
A huge rock was pushed, making a loud noise and blocking the entrance to the cave.

Iveria took a deep look at the place. She knew she couldn't stay here forever, nor could she take her father and mother, who had become immortals, away.

The only thing we could do was to hide our father and mother away again.

"I go first."

Iverie spoke softly, then turned and returned towards the decaying castle, holding two items in her hands.

One is an arm sleeve shaped like the claws of some kind of monster.

One is a transparent short staff cut and processed from crystal.

"Griffin King's Claw": You can summon a Griffin King for a total of 24 hours within a week. Even if it is killed, you can continue to summon it after a week.

"Rainbow Light Gradually Turns White": It stores the fifth-tier Faith-based magic, Resurrection of the Dead. It looks like a short staff, but it is essentially a magic item of another type.

Both of these magical items are national treasures of the Kingdom of Inberia, items that Iveria had been unable to find.

did not expect.

It fell into the hands of the immortal Cassius Habakkuk.

Iver's gaze involuntarily fell on the "rainbow light gradually turning white," the very item she had desperately sought after.

However, we were too weak at the time.

The castle was huge, and they didn't know where their father kept the items, so they never found it.

If we had the power we have now, we should have been able to find it relatively easily using "magical detection" techniques.

At the time, I naively thought that this "Rainbow Light Gradually Whitening" with the ability to revive people could save everyone, but now I think it's a bit ridiculous.

"Whoo~"

Iverie let out a soft breath, put the two items into her magic belt, and her crimson pupils behind the mask flickered slightly.
"Dragons have an innate and keen sense for valuable magical items. The other party should have also discovered these two items, so why didn't they take them?"

Iverai had some doubts in his mind, but couldn't figure out the answer for the time being, so he simply put them out of his mind for the time being.

After obtaining information about the [Abyssal Body], the Crimson Dragon King headed to the target location.

She will now remain in the Kingdom of Inberia, awaiting the Abyss Body's re-establishment of contact, and also take the opportunity to learn the "Magic Ascension Ritual".

…………

Meanwhile, on the other side.

A castle built deep in the mountains.

Nine figures sat in their respective seats, each emanating a dense and terrifying aura of negative energy.

These are clearly nine extremely powerful undead. Just by sitting here, the negative energy and death aura permeating the air are enough to suffocate ordinary living people.

These individuals were none other than the nine inner formation members of the [Abyss Body].

The fiery red candlelight illuminated the corners, preventing the conference hall from feeling dark; in fact, the magical "Eternal Light" would provide even better lighting.

Moreover, even without the use of lighting, everyone present is immortal, so there is no issue of impaired vision.

This is probably the taste of the castle's owner.

"What a terrible time."

The first to speak was "Waxy Ghost," whose entire body was light and airy, covered with a layer of gray negative energy, belonging to the ghost-type undead.

"Thanks a lot."

The "Red-Eyed Lord" sighed softly and said in a low voice, "I wonder who it will be next time." This person was the owner of this castle, and also the most extravagantly dressed person present.

The others were dressed similarly, all in simple attire adorned with various powerful magical items.

Despite being an immortal, "Red-Eyed Lord" was dressed in extremely luxurious and exquisite attire, adorned with various gold, silver, and gemstone decorations that shone brilliantly under the candlelight in the room.

This might explain why the other party arranged candlelight in the room.

The other party was not a naturally born immortal; they were originally an ordinary human who transformed themselves into an immortal through some means.

Therefore, their pursuit of aesthetic taste and desire for money are stronger than those of other immortals.

"That's enough complaining."

"Abyss," Benjeri's authoritative voice interrupted "Red-Eyed Man's" continued lamentation.

If not interrupted.

Those present could only listen, since most of the undead did not have a strong desire to speak.

He understood the suffering in his compatriots' hearts, because he himself felt the same way.

That guy would summon them from time to time to his underground cave, where they would stay for at least several years.

Those who weren't called weren't allowed to go; going without permission would only anger that guy.

"The purpose of this gathering is because we have achieved even more important results and gains."

"Abyss" Benjeri's opening remarks immediately attracted everyone's attention. He made no attempt to hide anything and recounted his deal with Tang Zheng and the others in one breath.

The people present had already reached a consensus that there was no need to be on guard, since what if that guy found out about their secret actions?

Everyone would probably have been killed long ago!

"ceremony?"

"Raise by two ranks!"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"Such a ritual actually exists?"

"They're being way too generous!"

"Does this kind of transaction conceal some unknown purpose?"

"........."

As Benjeri, the "Abyss," spoke, the once silent conference hall suddenly came alive, with shocked and astonished voices constantly rising.

This was simply unbelievable to the undead present.

Some were skeptical, some were delighted, and most were simply overwhelmed with indescribable excitement!
All the bloodshot eyes were fixed on one of the members at the conference table.

The other party was an undead woman with skin as white as wax, dressed in a white veil and a white dress, making herself completely white.

One of the inner circle members, the "White Saintess"!
This was the first undead to reach the eighth rank among everyone present, and his research capabilities were admired by everyone present.

If that ceremony was real!

In the hands of the "White Saintess," the power of the 10th magic will be unleashed!

No one knows what this means.

But he deeply understood that if he could truly use magic at this level, he would be no different from the legendary gods.
The power of a 10th-tier magic... should be enough to fight that guy, right?

Everyone felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

The "White Saintess" remained remarkably calm. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she took the ritual documents from "Abyss" Benjeri and began to study them earnestly.

The air fell silent.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes.

The "White Saintess" raised her head, meeting the gazes of the others. Her soft, hoarse voice, unlike that of an ordinary undead, rang out: "The ritual is fine. Give me three days, and I will be able to learn it."

All the undead present were jolted awake.

Benjeri, the "Abyss," was even more excited. After exchanging the information about the ritual, he checked it and knew there were no problems.

"Such a ritual is actually real?"

"The exchange item is neither valuable magical knowledge nor magical artifacts, but rather a piece of dispensable information?"

"Is there some kind of problem? Or is there some valuable information hidden in that intelligence report that we don't know about?"

The chilling voice of "Wan Jun Ku Lao" echoed, carrying a hint of worry.

No matter how you look at it, this deal seems somewhat unequal!
Ben Jerry pondered the "Abyss," for he had always had this same question.

There's one thing I haven't mentioned yet.

The "White Saintess" stared intently at the ritual documents in her hands:
"The ritual is really good, but it lacks the key to initiating the ritual. In other words, simply mastering the ritual is useless."

As soon as these words came out!
The puzzled crowd suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"I see."

"The Abyss," Benjerri said hoarsely.

The rest of the undead nodded in agreement, agreeing that this was the normal situation, and their excitement did not diminish in the slightest.

The appearance of this ritual has rekindled the hope of defeating that guy in the hearts of everyone in the [Abyss Body].

The candlelight flickered.

The shadows of everyone reflected on the walls of the conference room.

—The pleasures of the lower realms.

6 month 20 day.

[Experience Bar: 5300w/188w]

Storage of 205 Tier 10 Magic Scrolls
Tang Zheng has been conducting investigations in the "Reselde" tribal kingdom for the past few days, and has even visited the other 11 tribes.

Compared to the great commotion he caused in the Val tribe, Tang Zheng operated covertly in the other tribes without causing any disturbance.

of course.

This is probably also related to the fact that none of the magical items from these 11 tribes caught Tang Zheng's eye.

Apart from the "Thorn Mane" magical item obtained from the Lion-Man Holy Race, the magical items possessed by the other races were only average.

They are not even comparable to the magical artifacts in the hands of various human nations that cannot be considered national treasures.

In conclusion, the results of the survey were not ideal.

Information about the history and intelligence of the previous kingdom that ruled this vast grassland is extremely scarce among the various tribes, let alone the previous kingdom associated with "Buddha and God".

There are neither any obvious natural phenomena nor unusual geographical environments, nor much historical record information.

Tang Zheng felt a headache coming on, with no clue what was going on.

According to the schedule, today is the day for the "Slane Theocracy" and the "Holy Kingdom" to travel to Aberleon Hills to obtain the "Infusion Potion".

Tang Zheng was supposed to go back.

but.

From that lion-man priest, Tang Zheng unexpectedly learned something that was common knowledge among the various tribes, yet was quite noteworthy.

Rishiqiu!
Fortunately, just in case, Tang Zheng had already left behind a batch of "integration potions," so even if he wasn't there, the Emerald Leaf Witch was capable of handling things properly.

(End of this chapter)