Astral Pet Figure
C32
Chapter 32: King of Bones
"Is this the residence of the higher intelligent life in the Realm of the Undead?"
Su Ping looked at the bone palace with curiosity. The owner must be amazing, able to build a palace to live in. Moreover, the huge bones used to build the palace were towering and majestic. Su Ping found it hard to imagine how terrifying those creatures were when they were alive!
“Is that a gate...?”
Su Ping stepped forward.
He felt the air was more stifling than outside and it was still deadly.
The air was thick with a foul smell and a strange fishy smell.
He walked only a dozen meters when he lost his sight. He felt his body being torn from within by something coming out of the void and then he became nothing.
"Revoked."
His vision darkened and recovered. Su Ping looked around, looking for the thing that attacked him.
Bang out!
His body exploded suddenly for another time.
"Revive!"
Su Ping recovered as before.
It's exploding!
"Revive!"
"Suckers…"
Bang out!
"Revive!"
This time, when Su Ping came back to life, he saw the space in front of him begin to spin. A mass of dark energy emerged from the vortex, gradually taking on a human form.
This is a tall woman with a crazy body shape. The plump woman was well endowed, which gave her a dazzling appearance. There was a black charm on his forehead, with a symbol that resembled a hook. He flapped eight dull black wings that grew from his back, like a fallen angel depicted in myth.
Su Ping cast an identification spell on him at once.
As he expected, no information came out.
“Eh?” The black-winged woman raised her beautiful eyebrows. He looked at Su Ping up and down and then, as if seeking confirmation, pointed his finger at him.
Bang out!
Su Ping's body exploded.
"Revive!"
The black-winged woman was astonished to see Su Ping recovering. Then, he pointed his finger forward. This time, Su Ping was engulfed by a green energy mass shaped like a skeleton.
Su Ping felt he was melting; he was dissolved until there was nothing left.
"Revive!"
Su Ping stood in place but his face was dark. The woman treated him like a guinea pig and looked for various ways to kill him.
"Hey, can't we have a simple conversation?" Su Ping was furious.
Bang out!
He exploded again.
"Revive!"
Su Ping clenched his teeth hatefully. The game is on. Thas right. He was filled with wrath and challenged the woman to kill him!
Bang, bang, bang!
After he exploded a few times, he heard a shocking "oh" as he came back to life.
It was a deep, light stinging sound and at the same time, loud enough to echo throughout the palace, like a thunderbolt that could make the entire space tremble.
Su Ping suddenly felt the depths of his soul tremble. Her hair stood straight. It's very scary.
His heart was pounding uncontrollably and his blood surged as he shivered.
He could not see anything but he was just scared; something was triggering his fear.
The black-winged angel who was still trying various ways to end it was startled by the stinging voice that asked. He instantly turned around and bowed, kneeling in midair towards the void in front of him— toward the gate that was built with white bones at the end of the void.
Su Ping noticed that the black-winged angel was trembling, even his wings were shaking.
Whooshing sound!
Suddenly his sight blurred. Subsequently, she and the black-winged woman reappeared in front of the throne made of bones, but their relative positions and locations did not change in the slightest. It was as if they had been teleported by a great power.
All he could see was a ladder made of white bones put together. He found the skulls of many different creatures. There are horns on some skulls that must have come from demons.
At the top of the stairs is a throne of bones with a backrest made in the form of a sharp sword. On either side, the armrests are two large skulls encrusted together with several smaller ones.
Sitting on the throne was a towering figure shrouded in gloomy dark energy flowing around him, his elbow sustained by a terrifying armrest. The skin on his bare wrist was pale. He tilted his head so that he could look down at those present.
He raised his eyelids slightly, revealing his dark and emotionless eyes.
Su Ping looked at him and looked at the cold eyes that seemed to be able to see history. Instantly, he felt coldness, fear, and the desire to kneel and worship this creature.
However, he rejected the idea as soon as it came up.
Given that he could not be killed, Su Ping made up his mind and stood up straight. "Are you the one in charge here?"
He immediately lowered his head and apologized to the king on the throne, but Su Ping did not understand a single word.
Bang out!
Suddenly, without any warning, Su Ping exploded.
“??”
Su Ping was stunned. Why was there never any sign before the creatures acted?
He was furious and chose to revive on the spot at once.
The king on the throne of bones narrowed his immortal and cold eyes.
Bang out!
Su Ping exploded once again.
"Revive!"
Explode again!
“Rise once again!”
"Are you kidding? Can you let me finish it ... "
Bang out!
"Revive!"
This time, Su Ping did not die right away. Angrily, he climbed up the bone ladder and ran towards the creature.
No one is born to be above everyone else!
Su Ping wanted to go there and punch the man, even though he was aware that he was as vulnerable as a small insect; he was completely unable to hurt the king. But he would die in vain if he did not fight back!
The black-winged woman was frightened, seeing Su Ping trying to get close to "king." His expression twisted in anger. Dark energy surged around him. This time, with this punch, he used his strongest attack.
Since he exerted his full strength, Su Ping would die ten thousand times over, even if he was a hundred times stronger!
However, before his attack was unleashed, he began to bow as if something was squeezing him. Heard the sound of his bones cracking. Then, he swung to the side, crashing into the bone column like a bird with a broken wing.
While still angry, Su Ping was unaware of what had happened to him. He ran up the stairs and stood in front of the throne.
The process is strangely smooth. Nothing is blocking him.
"F*ck you ..." Su Ping raised his hand and punched.
But his fists stopped halfway and his body became so silent that he could not move at all.
“Travel back to time and space?” Suddenly, Su Ping heard a cold voice in his mind. It must be from an existence on the throne.
But Su Ping never saw his lips move.
"What?" Su Ping had never heard of the term but he suspected it had something to do with his resurrection.
“Who are you that can reverse space and time in the Undead Realm? Or, should I say, who is the person behind this?” The cold voice was proceeding slowly, carrying an overwhelming feeling that could not be doubted.
"It's none of your business!"
Su Ping could not move his lips but he voiced a curse in his mind.
Bang out!
He exploded.
"Revive!"
As Su Ping came back to life, he realized that his body could move again. He jumped crazy. It was true that the creature in front of him was terrifying, but being killed repeatedly had enraged him.
At the same time, suddenly, he saw a blood-red bead the size of a baby hand next to the throne. The beads seem to be very valuable.
"It must be precious, even if it's just an ordinary gem." Without hesitation, Su Ping bowed.
Bang out!
He exploded again.
"Revive!"
After he was revived, he still bowed, just like before he died. Su Ping moved a little more.
Bang out!
Revivify!
This time, he lowered his body a little more.
On the fifth awakening, Su Ping was very close to the blood red bead. In his consciousness, he shouted, "I'll tell you!"
He didn't explode.
His hand grabbed the blood red bead.
"understand!"
The bead disappeared. It was moved to the storage room.
"What?"
The creature had seen through Su Ping intent but did not know that there was a storage treasure within him. The moment this creature saw Su Ping, he already had a complete understanding of his weak existence. Nothing could escape his eyes.
"I'll tell you to go to hell!" Su Ping got the bead. Overjoyed, Su Ping cast a curse without hesitation.