1431: 482.
New legends always rise on the fall of old days, don’t you think?
King of Bone Biting_3 1431: 482.
New legends always rise on the fall of old days, don’t you think?
King of Bone Biting_3 “Oh no, the Spiritual Overlord is in a rush.”
Murphy leaned on his Star Realm Guide Staff and burst into laughter, much to Triss’s annoyance who felt like grabbing the thigh bone of the King of Bone Biting right there and then to hit him with it.
However, after her irritation subsided, Triss still seriously reminded him:
“Alright, I admit you’ve inherited so pretty terrifying power from the creator, it’s the perfect ‘endga weapon’ for a Stellar Summoner, but you can’t go looking for that mysterious Star Realm Behemoth just yet.
Didn’t Lord Paryen warn you about this?
Any Stellar Summoner worth their salt would carefully choose their first transcendent contract partner.
The attributes and power characteristics of the other party will affect you through the echoes of the contract, and your Spiritual Energy traits will be altered because of this contract, so you must be cautious.
I once heard a story about a Barbarian Summoner.
It is said that hundreds of years ago in the Ice Bay Area, a clan had a prodigious Summoner who could sign contracts with powerful beings from the elental planes.
She was too young and unaware of the pitfalls; upon sensing the powerful resonance from the elental plane, she imdiately completed a transcendent contract with the first Elental Governor she sensed.
This should have been a good thing.
However, when that Summoner summoned her elental companion, she was in despair.
Because the one she contracted with was a powerful and ancient Fire Elental Minister, whose re appearance in the material world for ten seconds flat turned her tribe to ash.
But that wasn’t even the intent of destruction from the Fire Elental.
It was simply because the Fire Elental was not accustod to the cold weather of Ice Bay, and the power of the Fire Elental Minister also affected that reckless Summoner, making her lose the blessing of the winter and becoming a unique Fla Barbarian, ultimately having to leave her holand never to be seen again.”
Triss intended to use this story to warn Murphy not to ss around, but Murphy blinked and counter-questioned:
“Fla Barbarian, that sounds so cool though, if we turn this character into a ‘rare skin’, it’d surely sell like hotcakes!”
“Slap”
Triss slapped her face, in despair, saying:
“Forget it, forget I said anything.
Do whatever you want.
Here, I’ve dealt with the remains of the King of Bone Biting.
Those undead builders had infused its body with Serpent’s poison, causing its organs and skin to corrode severely, but this also saved us the trouble of embalming.
We just need to wait for it to naturally decay to obtain the skeletal remains of the King of Bone Biting.
Considering, this fellow is the king of the Wolf People, we might as well call it the ‘Skeleton King’…”
“Hey, others won’t get that gag.”
Murphy complained.
He stepped forward to look at the skeleton remains of the King of Bone Biting laid out in front of him and, under Triss’s gaze, Murphy grabbed a thigh bone and swung it in his hand, turning to her and saying:
“This thing could be used to make a quite hefty skeletal war hamr, such high-quality material is surely going to make a formidable weapon, right?”
“Whoa!”
Triss exclaid:
“Now you’re not even sparing the dead?
Didn’t you say you were going to give this thing to Hog as a ‘heirloom’?
Aren’t you afraid you’ll cause Hog psychological trauma in the future by taking away his ‘grandpa’s’ bones to make weapons?”
“That was fake, Hog himself knows it’s a fake.”
Murphy, without feeling any guilt, took the lower leg bone of the King of Bone Biting and tossed it into his Psychic package, saying:
“As a family heirloom, having a complete skull is enough.
If the King of Bone Biting has any awareness left beneath the spring, he should be grateful that we freed him from the tragic fate of being desecrated by his own descendants, but since he’s grateful, you can’t expect to go unrewarded, right?
With such a big favor, it’s only fair we take a little compensation.
Look, I’ve already planned it out.
The left hand bone of the King of Bone Biting goes to Colonel Fraser to present to King Louis as a birthday gift, while the right hand bone goes to Andre to please his Werewolf sister in the Ice Palace.
We return the complete skull to Hog to serve as the family heirloom.
The rest are all ours.
The King of Bone Biting had a large and sturdy skeleton, which ans just with this set of bones we can manufacture a whole series of ‘Echoes of the King of Bone Biting’, high-level or even endga weapons, and even craft a series of ornants and rings to serve as rewards for the high-level missions we will send out later.
And this!”
Murphy took out a shriveled eyeball from his bag and handed it to Triss, saying:
“The eyeball of the King of Bone Biting, this is top-notch material for crafting Spiritual Energy Magic Artifacts.
Look, Holy Blood Festival is coming up and I haven’t got anything for you, so…”
“Hmph, still I have to help you make this thing into a ring or a necklace, then you give it to as a gift, right?”
Triss rolled her eyes.
But she ultimately couldn’t refuse Murphy, with those pleading eyes; she always finds it hard to decline Murphy in that form.
While the two were jokingly debating how to handle the “gift” from the King of Bone Biting, Bonnie, who was standing guard outside and eavesdropping with interest, poked her head in and said:
“Hog is here.
Should I let it in, my lords?”
“Of course, hurry and invite the illustrious grandchild of the King of Bone Biting in to behold their great-grandfather they’ve never t!
The grand statent has already been made, now we just wait for Lord Hog’s performance.”
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