Chapter 1249 (1/2)

Chapter 1249: Elite Sitting Pose_2

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[You have been influenced by an unknown factor and are experiencing an illusion, which is expected to end in 1 second.]

Almost at the moment Noland Lee finished reading the system message, the sea of death filled with countless bones disappeared from his sight.

“What exactly is it that merely by using a detection spell to ‘see’ it, I experienced an illusion?”

Due to the lack of panel information, Noland Lee could not see if his “Basic Attributes” were still the same as before.

This made it impossible for him to determine whether he had become weaker or if the thing underground was too strong, causing him to hallucinate.

“Boom—” Another explosion came his way, significantly louder than the previous ones, practically detonating not far above Noland Lee’s diagonal position.

Noland Lee released several sound waves in quick succession, realizing that the skeletons in the corridor had risen too.

They brushed past one another, clogging the entire corridor.

It was worth noting that whether it was the skeletons in the treasure room or in the corridor, they were not of a normal human size, visibly taller by a large margin.

Noland Lee closely observed the nearest Skeleton Warrior and discovered the other had only four fingers, with slender arms that reached almost down to their ankles, much like a gibbon.

The bodies of the Skeleton Warriors showed no signs of seams, therefore, these tall and long-armed skeletons corresponded to an alien species distinctly different from mankind.

A flash of lightning crossed Noland Lee’s mind.

“Oh! I know now. These must be the ‘Prayer for the Dead’ race that the Scroll Angel mentioned. They are the most devoted followers of the Gatherer of the Dead, volunteering to become Skeleton Lost Souls after death, ever-ready for summoning to protect the Death Artifacts buried across the universe by the Gatherer of the Dead.”

Noland Lee felt a slight itch in his teeth, as if holding back a complaint would be unbearable.

He had clearly left the wretched Inner Cosmos, so how could he still be entangled in events related to the Dark Deities? This was way too coincidental.

“No, no. It might not be a coincidence. I was supposed to be teleported to a resource planet, but now I’ve ended up here. Before this, my teleportation was interfered with by the Star Palace Barrier. In the end, it must be an entity capable of manipulating the Star Palace Barrier that has thrown me here, forcing me to join the ranks of the Prayer for the Dead, to fight for the Dark Deities.”

The Assassin Angel once said that only the Star God, Senati, and Gilenz could control the Star Palace Barrier.

It must have been one of these Deities who betrayed the Star Palace and formed a tight collaboration with the Dark Deities, thus misdirecting Noland Lee’s teleportation at a critical moment.

Without worrying about which Deity was secretly orchestrating everything from behind, Noland Lee now only wanted to quickly break free from the bond of the “Power of Senati” and escape the control of the Death Artifact.

If all went as expected, he who sat on the throne was likely one of the minor leaders of the Underground Treasure Room and a member of the Prayer for the Dead race.

If he could not leave the range of influence of the Death Artifact quickly after the “Power of Senati” dissipated, there was a possibility he would become enslaved by the enemy.

There were many variables and looming crises in this situation.

Noland Lee had to lament that having a panel would be beneficial, as it would enable him to check his status bar to see if he had been affected by the Death Artifact, thereby preparing for what lay ahead.

“Boom—” The sound of an explosion erupted from the floor above, and large chunks of soil fell from the ceiling, showering Noland Lee.

Noisy shouting came from the upper level.

“Abra kadabra alakazam…”

“¥%#@!@&!”

Unknown languages emerged, and not just one but two.

In his mind, Noland Lee silently queried:

“Check if I can cast ‘Universal Communication Technique’.”

[You can cast ‘Universal Communication Technique,’ Magic Array Blueprint as follows:…]

Noland Lee sketched the Magic Array Blueprint in his mind and aimed the spell at himself.

When he listened to the shouting from upstairs this time, he wasn’t clueless.

“Hurry up! Hurry up!” The language of the speaker was unknown, and the tone sounded rather barbaric, giving off an irritable impression.

“Launch the liquid fuel bomb to block the corridor and stop those Prayer of the Dead grunts. The rest of you protect the Split Bear Star Thief’s engineers and don’t let them die before they blow the floor.”

The second person’s language was different from the first, and although loud, it was steady and calm.

Noland Lee nodded to himself.

The interstellar ships he had noticed in the orbit near Ground Level must belong to the Split Bear Star Thieves.