Chapter 272: The Skull Finger
Forest, Morning Smell of Blood. A human lies dead under a tree.
A small hole in his brain.
Seraph stares at the man's corpse, his face cold and expressionless.
"Because of carelessness, whoever it is, why would they underestimate a child like me?
And even look down on this wonderful weapon."
Seraph looks at the orb. Nothing stains it.
Seraph shifts his gaze from the orb to his own clothes.
"That clothes seem familiar to many, with a guzheng family pattern.
Did you see that guy shouting?"
Seraph turns, examines his clothes, and comes to a thought. The blue shirt and sword are patterned with
A beautiful white amulet.
"It can't be helped. If you wear this clothes again, you'll definitely get into danger. So, take off this shirt and walk around naked?"
Seraph looks at the man in black, whose blood is still flowing.
Suitable clothing and fabric suitable for travel.
"It would be fine if I asked to use this man's clothes."
Seraph decided to put on the black-robed man's clothes.
He removed his own clothes.
He began changing clothes with the deceased.
Seraph removed all of the dead man's clothes.
The changing didn't take long.
Seraph was now fully clothed, with a bloodstain on his right shoulder.
Seraph's golden shirt was revealed underneath.
Seraph changed his clothes and began to sit down. A fire lit in front of Seraph.
Seraph threw the newly removed clothes into the fire to burn the evidence.
Seraph sat on the ground, holding the ring containing the child's soul.
Seraph looked at the black ring and poured his spiritual energy into it.
The magic ring activated, revealing the object inside, floating out.
Seraph looked at an object that looked like a black, circular rod, like cheese.
It was very heavy and made entirely of metal.
Seraph's strength had greatly increased. This allowed him to lift it up and hold it.
Seraph twisted the hand holding the black iron. "Hmm, hmm. What else? Is there spiritual energy flowing from this? Could it be something dangerous?"
Seraph returned the item to its original location.
[If you don't know what it is, you should leave it with the person.]
Seraph stood up and walked over to place the ring on the man's body.
Putting the item back in its original location,
Seraph didn't want to mess with the dead man's things.
Seraph was intrigued by a sword, the broken Choi sword. He thought it might be useful.
Seraph walked over and picked up the sword.
It felt like holding a sword. It was light. It didn't weigh much.
He could move easily.
Seraph nodded in satisfaction. "Okay. This will replace my gun."
Seraph placed the sword in the aperture, his gaze fixed on the red light. It was destroying the evidence of the clothing.
The red light was burning. It took a long time, until noon.
Seraph waited until he saw that the clothes had been completely destroyed.
The debris was completely burned, nothing resembling the original shape.
Seraph prepared to run and set off.
But before he could even begin,
a black figure leaped down and landed on a tree. Whoosh! Boom!
Black-clothed person A stood on a branch.
And another person floated down and landed on another branch. Boom!
Black-clothed person B was a thin man, dressed entirely in black.
The first person in black was a woman with shoulder-length black hair, revealing only her jet-black eyes.
Woman A stood still, looking at Seraph standing motionless beside the fire.
and a corpse lying dead under a tree, red and yellow leaves.
Woman A looked at a corpse, lying dead with a little bit of dried blood.
"What are you doing, Thumb?"
Seraph took a deep breath. "I found someone from the Guzheng clan.
So, I eliminated this man. And destroy the evidence.
Woman A looked at Seraph, who was bowing his head to himself, then turned to look at Man B.
"The Guzheng family? Is it on the list? Middle finger?"
Man B put his hand to his chin. "Hmm, hmm, there is. The Guzheng family is considered one of the targets."
Woman A looked at the dead man. "We need to go to the scene. It looks like there was a death in the battle for the gold.
Come on, let's go to the Battle of the Golden Grail."
Seraph looked up and replied, "Yes, sir."
Seraph saw the two running ahead, so he helplessly followed.
These two seemed to think Seraph was his teammate.
No one expected the person wearing the dead man's clothes to be someone else.
Seraph hurried after him. [Damn it... What bad luck! If I had still been wearing the clothes of the Guzheng family, I would have definitely died.
What a stroke of luck! I had to find a way out of these guys.
If possible, I must kill these two, because they know what I look like.
Seraph ran after them both at the same speed.
Seraph's body was sweating profusely from the sheer force of his movements.
Woman A, Middle Finger. "We'll work together to fight for the Golden Grail. In this battle, we must find an opportunity. We'll snatch it."
Middle Finger ran after them, glancing hurriedly at Seraph, who was following behind.
"Are you okay, Thumb? You're sweating so much."
Seraph nodded. "It's fine. Thank you for your concern. I'll do my best." Seraph coughed slightly.
He made a strange sound, trying to imitate the voice of the man who had died so tragically.
Middle Finger spoke as he ran after Woman A.
"Alright, you just fought. I don't think it's strange, judging by the blood on your body.
It looks like a violent fight.
Seraph looked at the black clothes, stained with red blood, and the blood still smeared underneath.
"Thank you very much. It was a very difficult fight."
Middle Finger asked to confirm. "The man lying dead over there, was he from the Guzheng Clan? All his clothes were removed.
And you burned the evidence. It was a very good decision. You're new here, so you don't know much about our group."
Seraph followed, his face expressionless. [He was fine just now, why did he become like this? ...]
"Thank you very much. I'd like to ask for your advice."
Middle Finger nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. You're quite young. Did you use any medicine to maintain your youth like that? I'm very interested."
Seraph nodded. "I happened to obtain a magical treasure, a youth-preserving medicine. My real age is older than what I see."
Middle Finger smiled under his veil. "I'm very envious. Then let's work together for the group." "Pointing fingers at the skull."
The seraph ran, his strength fading. "I'll do my best."
[If you have the chance, you must flee quickly. These guys are in such a hurry, which means the battlefield you're about to enter is
even more dangerous. But I have one question, Seria. Did you go looking for me because I disappeared?
At the very least, you must have gone looking. I believe that. I hope that
... This is truly infuriating. Why did this become a life-threatening matter again?
Plus, these dangerous-looking people clearly saw my face.]
Seraph is still hoping that someone will come to his aid, because he's disappeared.
Someone must come to his aid. I can only think that.