Chapter 377 (1/2)
It was an old man, an old man who looked dying and should have been dying on the hospital bed.
A ragged gray robe with air leakage on all sides, messy to the point that there are only a few miserable white hair, yellow pupils, wrinkled and loose skin like a living dead man, old age spots on his forehead, and relying on a rotten wooden stick to keep the body from falling down immediately.
At first glance, at least a hundred years old.
From head to toe, Loren could not feel the slightest threat from each other; On the contrary, it is a miracle that the almost dead body can still stand!
But on the wrist of the other party's right hand, there is a black skeleton Rune
It's definitely not painted or tattooed. Loren knows this better than anyone - because he has a similar ”snake Rune” left by a malicious teenager.
Signs from evil gods
The black haired wizard with tight heart strings narrowed his pupils into a seam, and the bright silver in his hand spewed out a gray blue flame.
The wrinkled corners of the old man's mouth showed a slight radian, his yellow eyes looked at the three people slowly, and said with the sound of vicissitudes like an abyss:
”No offense, my name is faoda, with your name and expression
I am the great... The humble servant of the dead;
An evil god apostle hated, hated and feared by the world represents the great ”dead man” to three... Fresh lives
Sincere greetings! ”
The old man spoke very slowly, so gently that he could speak every syllable and every character clearly.
But in an instant, the frightened three even felt that their hearts seemed to pause for a moment.
The grey pupil boy almost widened his eyes for the first time, and his exquisite face was full of fear. He stared at the old man's face in shock:
”Faoda... The legendary 'Apostle of death' faoda?!”
”Did... The living creatures in the world give the old man a second title?” the old man slowly opened his mouth, and his expression was like somniloquy:
”It's really... Frightening the old man.”
”You should be dead!”
Unable to control the fear at the bottom of his heart, Lucian roared directly and gasped: ”just a few decades ago, when the ninth demon invasion, you had been beheaded by his majesty Eckhart II, didn't you?!”
”Although I don't know the specific process, it's obviously not so, right?” quietly pressed the gray pupil boy's shoulder, the calm black haired wizard walked forward slowly, and the bright silver of his left hand hung in front of his feet:
”Otherwise, how can you stand in front of us and talk with our three... Fresh lives?”
”Oh...” with a slight sigh, faoda's voice was still cold: ”sharp words, it seems that he is a talkative little gentleman.”
”I really don't deserve to accept it.” the black haired wizard showed a formulaic smile:
”I don't know what can I do for you, your esteemed highness fa'auda, after a long journey here? Please don't hesitate to tell me.”
”It's simple.”
The old ”death apostle” spoke softly, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind:
”Tell me where niederhogg's entrance is;
Then please... Forever
Sleep here! ”
Almost at the same time, dozens of slow-moving figures appeared in front of the three people - rotten corpse demons holding ice crystal shields and spears, arranged in an orderly formation, and echoed on the top of the snow mountain like the hissing sound of ice crack.
Surrounded.
”Hey... Isn't that right?”
Isaac, hiding behind them, couldn't help opening his mouth and glanced at each other with fear: ”don't ordinary bridge sections just tell villains secrets, and then they can live on, barabara and so on...”