Skeletons were also one of the favorite types of servants wizards used. However, wizards preferred to use Soul Gatherer Skeletons as their servants. By using necromancy spells, they could insert specific souls into the skeletons. This way, the souls could use the skeletons as hosts to interfere with the material world. Little Red was actually a Soul Gatherer Skeleton. However, it was more special because it came from the Nightmare Realm.
For a Soul Gatherer Skeleton, the soul was its body, while the skeleton was its clothes, which could be changed under certain circumstances.
Soul Gatherer Skeletons were skeletons, but they were actually created by wizards. Soul Gatherer Skeletons, on the other hand, were naturally formed skeletons.
Normally speaking, Soul Gatherer Skeletons had a better starting point than Soul Gatherer Skeletons. As for their potential, it would depend on their luck.
"Are there Soul Gatherer Skeletons inside?"
Angor looked at the serpent in front of him. To his surprise, he saw the same confusion in the serpent's eyes.
Maybe the serpent didn't know about the changes in the coffin as well?
That was interesting.
Angor was still trying to figure it out when he suddenly smelled something fishy. It wasn't the rotten smell from the Blackwater Lake. It was pure blood.
The coffin shook violently, and blood oozed out from the side of the lid.
"Blood in the coffin? What's going on?" Angor frowned. Blood didn't mean there was a skeleton inside. Then what was inside?
A strange voice suddenly reached his ears while he was still trying to figure out what was going on.
"This is my blood."
The voice was old and simple. It was the most charming voice Angor had ever heard. It was as if the voice traveled through time, from the primitive and dense forest of ancient times, to the mountains, the sea, and the boundary of time. It came here just to talk to Angor.
As the voice came, a gentle breeze suddenly rose from the ground. The glowing dandelions around them began to sway. Clusters of light rose from the ground. They surrounded Angor and the serpent.
Angor looked at the serpent and saw a tired look in its golden eyes. "Is that you?"
The serpent nodded.
"Take him away from here. Save him."
Her voice had a wondrous rhythm, gently stirring one's eardrums, bringing with it an intoxicating feeling that could make one's soul overturn.
Just by listening to her voice, Angor felt his mind calmed down. It was as if its voice had a mysterious power that could calm him down.
Such a wonderful and perfect voice, without any mana fluctuations, could actually soothe people's hearts? It was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard. Even Toby began to admire the serpent.
However, this sound seemed to come at a great cost. After the giant python finished speaking, it was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
"Is it painful for you to speak? You don't have to speak. Just nod or shake your head. "
The giant python nodded.
"You don't want me to bury the coffin. You want me to take it away instead of taking it with me? And then save … the people inside? "
The giant python's eyes were filled with hope as it nodded.
The serpent nodded. Was there someone alive in the coffin? Are they survivors of the deserted village? But that couldn't be right. How could they still be alive after nearly a thousand years?
"Is it someone from the deserted village?" Angor purposely explained the meaning of "deserted village" to the serpent.
The giant python showed a sorrowful look when talking about the deserted village, but it still nodded.
"Someone from the deserted village? A village that was destroyed a thousand years ago … Unbelievable. They've lived for a thousand years. "Angor was not only talking about the people in the coffin, but also the giant python in front of him.
Angor assumed that there was another reason for this. The serpent said the blood in the coffin belonged to it, which meant it had been using the blood to keep the person inside alive. However, the blood of a wizard-level monster could never keep a mortal alive for a thousand years.
So there was something else about the person inside the coffin.
"Why is it moving so fast? Can I open the coffin? "
The serpent was also puzzled, but it still nodded.
… Even the giant python did not know why the coffin suddenly became so active. This was getting more and more complicated. Still, Angor felt relieved. At least the serpent did not seem to want to become his enemy.
With the python's permission, he used Hand of Spell to slowly open the coffin while maintaining his "Nova of Defense" status.
The coffin was not fixed, which meant the serpent often changed its blood. Angor gently lifted the coffin with Hand of Spell.
At the same time, the person inside the coffin began to struggle even harder. Angor saw the coffin filled with a pungent smell of blood. The person was bound by vines and covered in blood.
Angor could not see the face of the person inside the coffin, but he could tell that it was a "young" man from the blood.
However, compared to the appearance of the person in the coffin, Angor was more concerned about the crazed look in the man's eyes. But when he looked at Angor, he felt a bit scared.
Angor was familiar with that look.
"Is he infected?" Angor asked in a low voice.
The serpent reacted violently. It curled up on the ground and glared at Angor with a cold glare.
"Why are you in Pocratee? Who are you? "
This time, the giant python's voice was extremely cold, like a sharp knife that pierced into the throat. Even the lustrous fur that was originally surrounding them had become cold and gloomy at this moment. If they were careless, they would turn into arrows and be cut into pieces.
"Pocratee? Is that the name of the abandoned village?"
The serpent nodded after a moment of silence.
Angor knew what the serpent was thinking. The creature seemed to be guarding Pocratee, so it knew that there was no one living in the area. Angor's arrival was both a hope and a threat to the serpent.
The hope was for the man inside the coffin. The threat was for Angor's identity.
"I'm an apprentice wizard. I accidentally fell into a plane passageway and found my way out of Pocratee." Angor took out a bone card from his bracelet. "I don't know if you know who this is, but this is my ID. I'm from Brute Cavern in the southern wizarding region."
The serpent glanced at the bone card without saying anything. He didn't seem to know what a bone card was. But he didn't mind. He put the card away and pointed at the man in the coffin. "As for the parasites, we also encountered the same problem, so I know what's going on."
The serpent still didn't believe Angor's explanation. Angor shuddered when he sensed the cold aura around him.
Angor sighed helplessly and told the serpent about Twilight Life, how he fell into the plane passageway, and how he escaped from here. He also told the serpent about his connection with the rainbow dragonflies. However, he changed his story and told the serpent that Sunders left a strange "sigil" in his body. Sunders' sigil was a level-2 truth-finder wizard who used it to control the rainbow dragonflies, which helped him escape from the plane passageway.
The serpent still did not trust him, but Angor had no other choice. He could not tell the serpent about his connection with the Nightmare Realm. It was not only his secret, but also something Sunders had forbidden him again and again. Their bloodline was based on nightmare illusions, and there were many secrets that couldn't be told to others.
"As you can see, I don't mean to be your enemy. Besides, do you really think I had something to do with the destruction of Pocratee at my age? "
After hearing this, the giant python pondered for a moment before nodding slightly. Angor was too young to have anything to do with Pocratee. Besides, the serpent saw Angor helping those people in Burial Lake, which was why it brought him here.
"I know you don't believe me, but I can't do anything about it. However, my tutor will cure his parasitism. If you let me go, I'll take him to my professor and ask him to save him, "Angor said.
Angor pointed out that all wizards in Twilight Well were affected by the parasites. Only Sunders, who had become a truth-finder, could save the man in the coffin.
Angor even demonstrated the power of his "sigil" to the serpent.
He walked to the coffin and looked at the struggling man. "Stop it!" Angor yelled at the man.
The man in the coffin looked at Angor in fear and slowly stopped struggling.
This was the effect of "Shava", which had nothing to do with the "sigil" he didn't know existed.
Back in Twilight Well, Angor used the same trick to subdue Duke Tepikkhu, so he was quite familiar with it.
The serpent watched as the man in the coffin slowly stopped struggling. It was still confused, but it also felt a bit of respect for Angor's professor. It had seen wizards before, so it knew how powerful a truth-finder wizard could be.
The serpent finally let go of its hostility and collapsed on the ground in exhaustion.
"I will bring him to my teacher and save him from the parasites."
"Thank you," the serpent mumbled with all its strength.
Angor sighed in relief when he saw the serpent letting down its guard. He then tried asking for directions to leave this place.
The serpent didn't say anything. It only pointed at the path outside with its tail.
Angor was glad to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Next, he began to talk to the serpent in a gentle manner. He learned a lot during this process. He also noticed that the serpent wasn't cold at all. Instead, it acted like a wise old man. Even if the serpent didn't speak, Angor could understand a lot just by looking at its eyes.
According to the serpent, the village was called Pocratee. It was a place where a group of hermit doctors did their research and became a holy place for healers. One day, a disaster happened. A passage of mist was opened in Pocratee. At the same time, a group of evil uninvited guests came to visit.
These uninvited guests were the rainbow dragonflies.
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