In addition to losing a skeleton knife and axe handler, Andre himself is not a big problem. Although the soul-devouring ghost swallowed the soul fire of the skeleton knife and axe handler, Andre only lost a bit of divine consciousness.

But Andre is still quite scared. How could a BUG-type undead creature like the soul-devouring ghost appear in the withered forest?

This kind of soul-devouring ghost can launch at least three soul devourings every day even when it is born. It devours the soul fire of undead with lower spiritual power than itself, regardless of physical defense!

The skeleton knife and axe handler that Andre used for exploration is not a mage, but it is a second-level skeleton. It didn't even have the consciousness to resist and was directly devoured...

The rank of that soul-devouring ghost is definitely not low.

Shaking his bone head, which was slightly dizzy due to the loss of divine consciousness, Andre got up from the ground, recalling the huge pile of king skeletons.

Andre vaguely felt that there was a problem with that big pile of bones, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

Knowing that there is a soul-devouring ghost in the withered forest, Andre has lost the interest in exploring further. He doesn't dare to be sure that his current spiritual power is definitely stronger than the other party.

With a disheartened spirit, he left with the skeleton servants, and Andre has lost the idea of killing the undead creatures along the way, only thinking about walking silently...

After walking for about three or four kilometers, Andre suddenly slapped his head and led the skeleton servants to kill back.

He finally understood where the problem was!

It's the pile of undead king bones that's problematic!

It's true that the skeletons of the undead kings are piled up layer by layer, but they are tightly holding each other and dying together, as if... as if they are desperately protecting something!

Once Andre figured this out, how could he not go back?

Even if there is a soul-devouring ghost in the withered forest, even if there are a dozen bone dragons, they cannot stop Andre's steps. While running, Andre was looking for a way to deal with the soul-devouring skeleton in his memory, and he still found it - there is a record in the inherited memory.

After devouring enough other undead soul fire, the soul-devouring ghost can only slowly digest it. No matter how much soul fire is in front of it, it can only watch.

Naturally, Andre turned his attention to the newly subdued skeletons - for the great cause of the party and country... you can rest in peace, the party and country will miss you.

...

Controlling a skeleton knife and axe handler to go in and die, although Andre only lost a little divine consciousness each time, after nine consecutive times, he still felt dizzy and dizzy. When he took a break, he looked at Dagama on the side and saw two of them.

The elusive soul-devouring ghost devoured ten groups of soul fire in a row, and its originally only outlined ghost became flickering, which is a sign that it is full.

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Even so, Andre still carefully sent out the eleventh skeleton, and after provoking the twisted and disgusting soul-devouring ghost for a long time without any reaction, he finally put his mind at ease.

With the last four skeletons around him, Andre had no idea of taking a break. He stumbled straight to the huge pile of skeletons composed of undead kings.

"Move - move hard for me!"

Pointing to the huge pile of bones, Andre urgently commanded the remaining five axe skeletons. He put the skull staff behind his neck and took the lead in digging and moving bones. The skeletons who received the order threw their bone axes on the ground and started digging like him.

Although he couldn't feel anything when he was outside the forest, being in such a huge pile of undead king bones, it would be false to say that there was no fear. Andre glanced at the satisfied and aimless wandering soul-devouring ghost beside him while leading the way and digging hard.

These kings have been dead for many years, and the thinner bones are completely broken upon touch. After digging for a while, Andre simply lay down and dug into the pile with his hands.

There must be something inside! There must be something inside!

Andre has an extremely strong feeling, as if the one who hid something in the pile of undead kings was himself.

Screaming - it's the scream of the soul-devouring ghost!

Andre, who was desperately trying to move forward to the center of the pile, was scared and trembling. He accidentally knocked over a large skull, and a shabby leather notebook fell out of the skull after a burst of bone powder.

Picking up this seemingly unremarkable notebook, Andre turned around and ran - a large group of soul-devouring ghosts were slowly emerging in front of him.

I don't know whether those soul-devouring ghosts were just awakened, or whether Andre was running super fast in a panic, but in any case, Andre ran out of the pile of undead kings, and the group of soul-devouring ghosts hadn't come out yet.

Andre naturally ran as far as possible, and the satisfied soul-devouring ghost happened to block the way. Andre, in a fit of anger, threw the undead control technique casually, and then continued to run through the soul-devouring ghost.

"Master -"

A voice rang out in Andre's soul fire, and Andre, who was worried, turned his head and immediately smiled.

The undead control technique that was thrown casually actually succeeded in subduing the proud and full-bellied soul-devouring ghost?

"Don't talk nonsense, keep up with me!"

The feeling of making a fortune without intention made Andre's originally panicked heart stable. Although he still didn't stop running, his consciousness was no longer chaotic.

The group of pursuing soul-devouring ghosts stopped at the edge of the withered forest, seemingly constrained by some unknown force.

Andre, who thought he had run to a safe area, saw the trick, stopped to twist his spine back in place, and after a short rest, continued to run with the five skeleton servants and the newly joined soul-devouring ghost.

Who knows what kind of powerful existence will notice after making such a big fuss.

Running away immediately after getting the benefits and hiding to check the loot is the king's way.

...

After five days of continuous travel without sleep, Andre finally stopped by a river of black water.

If he wasn't too tired, Andre would even want to run further.

"Kashnikov's Notes"

This is the name of the notebook that Andre stuck in his ribs.

This shabby notebook is nothing special, the key is the name Kashnikov in front.

The great king who ruled the entire Dry Bone Mountain three thousand years ago, was destroyed for offending the God of Death Hades, and the Dry Bone Mountain was also flattened into the Dry Bone Plain, that king is him, Kashnikov!

Andre has read this notebook a lot on the way, involving many things that only the undead monarchs at the highest level may know, which has greatly increased Andre's knowledge. Compared with the records in the notebook, the memory inherited by Andre is completely ignorant.

In addition to these, there are many more profound records, all of which are various experimental records. King Kashnikov was actually a typical experimentalist. He actually secretly tested many things that could kill even the God of Death after success... This is probably the root reason why the God of Death Hades destroyed him?

To be honest, Andre didn't understand much of those things, what attracted him was some other content:

King Kashnikov's understanding of the soul fire, records of undead transformation experiments...

The discussions on these are scattered throughout the notebook, and the quantity is not too much.

But in Andre's view, this is to open a door for him!

A door leading to heaven -