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"Forget it, let's get his equipment back and send him away. As for his soul——"

The voice pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"Don't worry about it anymore. Give it to him. The victor takes the soul of the weak. This is an eternal practice."

The increasingly restless skeleton was suppressed.

Lin Hun could feel the information being transmitted at the soul level, but he completely did not understand and could not interpret the information.

"But it's a good thing that these skeletons are not moving - at least I don't have to rush out by force."

Just when Lin Hun breathed a sigh of relief, the sea of ​​skeletons began to boil. With the order of the gravekeeper, they did not approach the soul, at least not for now.

This did not prevent Lin Hun from being alert in all directions.

Although strange things happened again and again after the battle with the giants, and Lin Hun had to regroup again and again, it seemed a bit redundant after all, every time there was no danger, but Lin Hun did not feel bored. Only by being fully prepared at all times can one remain calm in the face of any emergency.

The conflict between Lin Hun and Skeleton is mainly reflected in their inability to understand and communicate.

The gravekeeper can understand Lin Hun's language, but Lin Hun cannot understand the gravekeeper's words. Moreover, the gravekeeper stays in the tomb and cannot express his meaning even with sign language.

There was already a pitifully thick barrier between the two.

The gravekeeper also knows that his way of communication is incomprehensible to the general public and is only popular within his small circle of gravekeepers.

Even if it occasionally shows up, this damn sleep disturber in front of me won't be able to touch it.

Therefore, he did not show up on his own initiative but instead commanded other skeletons.

"After all, these are the only skeletons left of them."

Skeletons in groups of three or two walked out from the crowd of skeletons, holding Lin Hun's armor in their hands.

One holds up the arm armor.

One holds up the breastplate.

One holds up the leg armor.

One holds up the boots.

One person holds up a helmet.

Even the shield that was deeply embedded in the spine was sorted out by the skeletons and carried by one of them.

These skeletons that came out were obviously more outstanding than other skeletons of the same kind.

Whether it was the brightness of the bones or the brightness of the soul block in the skull, especially since they left the Sea of ​​Skeletons, they had been bending over and lowering their heads, restraining their inner desires and not even once looking at the soul block in Lin Hun's hand.

Even human nature cannot stand the test, let alone the skeletons whose nature is even more animalistic.

The first thing Lin Hun took was the helmet. He carefully placed the soul block in his hand into the helmet and turned it upside down at his feet, successfully preventing it from being directly exposed.

The brilliance of the soul cannot be concealed and will still seep out from the cracks at the edges, but it finally plays a shielding role.

The nodding skeletons in front of him could clearly feel their stiff joints relax a little, and the skeletons watching around them could also look away and concentrate on completing their tasks.

He put on his armor with ease, and all the necessary items were in place.

The only thing was the edge of the shield, which was slightly tilted due to Lin Hun's violent hitting, but at least there was no apparent problem at the moment.

"It seems that these things need to be repaired."

It looked fine before it was worn, and he hadn't had time to pay attention to the previous battle. Now that he had calmed down, he could clearly see the condition of the armor. The surface of the silver armor was covered with dents and scratches of varying sizes and depths, and the lining cloth was covered with cracks. It looked comparable to the wandering soldiers in the Undead Town.

The waist bag, on the other hand, was worthy of being a magical item. After so many battles, it had no damage at all, and the occasional white marks seemed insignificant.

When the soul block was taken out of the helmet, the surrounding skeletons were attracted in unison, with their spines completely motionless and only their skulls tilted. Lin Hun did not hesitate to stuff it into his waist bag to completely cut off their thoughts.

"It's time to leave now to avoid any more trouble."

Looking at the discouraged brother Lin Hun waving his shield on the distant steps, he walked towards him with an understanding.

He knew that was the safest place to get to the campfire.

The skeletons in front gave way in an orderly manner along with Lin Hun's steps.

The only sounds during the entire process were the friction of bones and the collision of armor.

The moment he stepped onto the stairs, Lin Hun turned around and looked around.

The cemetery is at your feet.

The skeletons of the giants have been significantly reduced.

The gathered skeletons continued to disperse. Those at home dug a hole and crawled into it. Those in the distance also dispersed in twos and threes. It was still a vast expanse of white, and it was impossible to count how many there were at a glance.

Looking at the scene of the skeletons disintegrating, Lin Hun felt a surge of pride in his heart and couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

"I was able to escape from so many skeletons. I am such a strong man."

Brother Dixin did not go forward to disturb him, he just thought that Lin Hun was happy about his escape from death. He never expected that his first thought after leaving danger was narcissism!

"Fuck! That's not right! I'm here to bury someone! Where is the person!"

Only then did Lin Hun suddenly remember the undead man whom he had forgotten for a long time. Everything started because of burying him. How come he has come out now but the man has not been buried yet!

"Where are you?"

Lin Hun stood on a high place, shaking his head and scanning the entire place, but he forgot that his sense of direction was extremely poor.

The armor had to be retrieved with the help of the skeletons, not to mention the undead corpse.

Under the trampling of so many skeletons, it would have been crushed to pieces without leaving any flesh and blood.

To see the Buddha off to the west and do things thoroughly, Lin Hun stood stubbornly on the steps, waiting for all the skeletons to disperse.

"It should be clearer when the skeletons disperse."

Brother Huixin saw Lin Hun standing there like a piece of wood, motionless.

"Even if it's just to admire the results, it shouldn't take that long, right? Could it be that this kid is scared because he realized it too late? Then he can just stay with me at the sacrificial site! Hey! I have to seize the opportunity to persuade him. If he can defeat the giant skeleton, his soul should be enough to stay at the sacrificial site until the fire transmission is completed."

With his own thoughts in mind, Brother Huixin deliberately made some noises and approached Lin Hun step by step who was looking into the distance.

Hearing the noise, Lin Hun naturally knew who the person was. He did not turn around or struggle, allowing him to put his arm on his shoulders.

"Hey! You didn't try to break free from me! There's hope! There's a big hope."

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Brother Huixin and Lin Hun looked down at the Skeleton Sea below, trying to attract Lin Hun's attention.

At this time!

Through the eye holes in the armor, Brother Huixin caught a glimpse of Lin Hun's eyes. What kind of eyes were those!

Those crystal clear eyes were full of intelligence, vitality and hope. They reminded Brother Grayheart of his first pilgrimage to Lordran. The eyes he saw through the reflection of the water were also so crystal clear, proud and proud.

"Ha ha--"

Brother Huixin smiled silently. He knew without any persuasion that Lin Hun would not agree to stay with him in the sacrificial site.