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Chapter 474 Secret Realm Skeleton
"You can get in from here."

An Bei shook his head and pointed at the big tree in front of him.

Everyone looked at the big tree.

There is a giant tree in this wasteland, which is indeed conspicuous if there are not a few more trees in the distance.

There are no special signs around, and this big tree is no different from the other trees, either in species or appearance.

After An Bei finished speaking, he flew in on his own.

Lelia stretched out her hand and touched the bark, but the bark felt rough and there was no possibility of penetrating it.

Abisi blinked beside her and carefully observed the entire tree using identification.

After observing for a while with identification, she finally found the difference.

"It's a very sophisticated hiding technique, almost perfectly blending in with the surrounding environment. It takes extremely careful and focused observation to notice anything amiss here."

In such a wasteland, this giant tree has no special features, so it is extremely difficult to find it through observation skills.

Simply put, the hidden area inside is simply intended to be hidden, and it is not a so-called decryption.

As soul keepers, they knew this clearly.

Many of the missions I've completed have hidden areas, but those areas are there just to be found by the right people or those with the ability, and they always provide some clues.

"Why don't you come in?"

Anbei's little head popped out from the bark and looked at everyone with confusion.

Abis took out her metal staff and tapped the bark.

"Let me see how I crack it. I'm not as good as Popot at this kind of delicate work."

After the staff knocked a few times, the originally hard bark actually began to ripple, as if reminding everyone that they could pass.

It was like the door opened after you knocked.

"Are you done?" Lelia asked.

Abis shook her head seriously.

Everyone immediately became alert and entered, led by Lelia and Karina.

There was no illusion of teleportation, but it was like passing through a thin film.

As soon as you come in, your view immediately becomes wider.

Judging from the surrounding environment, they can be judged that they are still in the wasteland, which means that this area is originally hidden in the wasteland.

Looking back, the place where they came out was also a big tree, almost exactly the same as the one outside.

In front of the exit is a two-story tavern, standing in this vast wilderness, looking extremely deserted.

A breeze blew, causing the half-open door to creak.

"Come on." Amber shouted.

Fly directly into the tavern.

Everyone looked at each other and hurried in.

As soon as you enter the tavern, it is no different from a normal tavern. The first thing you see is the hall.

Simple tables and chairs are placed on both sides, and the bar is right in front.

A man in a cowboy hat was leaning over the bar with his head lowered, the extended brim of the hat obscuring his body.

Watching this scene, Lelia frowned slightly and reached out to knock on the table next to her.

With the sound of thudding, the man just moved his body slightly, as if he had not woken up yet.

"Wake up!"

Amber yelled from the bar.

The sudden shout startled the person lying on the bar, and he fell to the ground with a shaking sound.

"Goodness, little fellow, you're so loud! My old bones can't take it."

A slightly older voice came from the room, and from the sound alone, it was clear that the person was quite old. A figure stood up from behind the bar.

The moment everyone saw it, their vigilance increased and their expressions became serious.

Because this is really an old bone.

This is a skeleton, and judging by the structure of the skeleton, it seems to be a human. He is wearing cowboy-like clothes and a cowboy hat.

A faint green flame was still burning inside the skull.

Like a ghost.

With the destruction of the world's barriers and the invasion of external evil, the original boundary between life and death in this world began to gradually disappear.

In the natural world, some dead people began to revive and ghosts began to appear.

In the past, there would be no natural undead birth unless the necromancer did so intentionally.

"Oh? A stranger."

The skeleton looked at everyone in surprise.

"They are Amber's companions." Amber said from the side.

"The fairy's companion?" the skeleton muttered to himself, and even his entire skeleton seemed to relax. "I don't think he's some villain."

He knocked on the bar.

"Please sit down, everyone. Although no one has been here for a while, I still have some wine in stock. Is there anything you would like to drink?"

Everyone looked at each other and quietly sat down at the bar. Although they were still vigilant, they had relaxed a lot.

The Skeleton’s words just now served as a reminder to them.

They can trust Anbei's judgment and believe that the fairy's distinction between good and evil is at least more convincing than their own.

"A glass of beer."

"No, thank you."

Lelia and Abis's voices rang out at the same time, and then the two looked at each other.

Abisi shook her head helplessly.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm a bartender and I can't harm anyone with alcohol."

The skeleton said with a grin, making a sound of bones crunching.

Soon everyone was served a beer, except Annabelle.

In front of her was a botanical blend of sake.

"Vine sake?"

Annabelle obviously recognized it.

Seeing that Annabell had recognized him, the skeleton bartender was obviously a little pleased with himself. Although it was strange to see such a pleased emotion in a skeleton, they felt that they were not mistaken.

"What do you mean by old-fashioned? This must be the wine my grandfather drank." Annabelle complained silently, but still took a sip.

The young elf’s grandfather… that must have been at least a thousand years ago.

That really deserves to be called old-fashioned.

The skeleton, who had been feeling somewhat smug, seemed to become embarrassed, and then tried to excuse himself: "When I came here, at least it was still popular. Very popular."

He coughed afterward, as if clearing his throat, if he had one.

"After drinking, let's talk business. What are you doing here?

Although it may sound strange to say this, this is just my burial place, but I am not the owner of this place.

If you insist, you can think of me as a gatekeeper. If you don't have permission, even if we can be considered friends, I still can't let you in."

As he spoke, he stood inside the bar, his empty eye sockets burning with dark green flames staring quietly at everyone.

(End of this chapter)