There are pulled iron stones floating around the black sun. These cold objects form a storm like a planetary belt, swallowing up other things wherever they sweep.
Only then did Kelsen realize that everything here was dead.
The remains of everything that has disappeared, without any light or heat, even the concept of sound has died, leaving only silence. Just when Kelsen was at a loss what to do, the deep black sun dropped something from his hole. It was out of reach at first, but it was about to fall in front of Kelsen the next moment.
Kelsen subconsciously tried to block it, but his hand was penetrated by a mottled black bone hook. The sharp chain spread thousands of miles, connecting him to the black sun.
Then he woke up.
Seeing Jean pointing his gun at him and several people standing ready, Kelsen exhaled, pretended to stand up as if he should take it for granted, and looked steadily at Donik:
"It seems I passed the test."
Donique's hand was hidden in his long sleeve, and he didn't know if it was holding some magic spell. The shock in his pupils had not dissipated, and he looked at Kelsen with a very fearful expression. After a long while, he opened his mouth and said:
"Yes, you are indeed a powerful lich, and I agree to your joining."
Sai also began to smooth things over at this time: "Although there are some minor accidents, there are no major deviations. So, does anyone still object to Mr. Kelson joining the death party?"
Everyone was silent. Kelson glanced at each other one by one. No one dared to look directly at him, and they all avoided his gaze.
"Then it's unanimously approved. Mr. Kelsen, welcome to join the death meeting." Sai smiled cordially: "Here we will share most of the research results and communicate with each other. If you have any needs, you can ask us. We will try our best to achieve it.”
Next to them, Carlisle and Dick immediately started clapping seriously, but they quickly stopped after Donique glanced at them.
"I need to make a very important prop recently, and I need a few materials that are relatively difficult to get." Kelsen immediately thought of his Buel's Furnace, and being able to make this thing is his primary goal now. .
"Uh..." Sai looked a little embarrassed: "Although that's what I said, there have been some problems with our source of materials recently. Unfortunately, Donique and I are busy dealing with another very important matter. And Carlisle and Dick are not easy to navigate the underground world."
"I'm sorry, there is a problem on the side I am responsible for. I will open the channel as soon as possible." Gene also said at this time.
"So what's the situation?" Kelson asked, still urgently needing to make it, and no one could tell how fast it would be.
"The gang leader who was originally responsible for supplying us with materials was eliminated, and something happened to the original channel. When I talked to the person in charge of supply last time, his appetite was too big, and he seemed to be sure of us." Jean said with a sigh.
"Then let's settle this matter between the two of us. How about tomorrow night?" They were just gangsters. Kelsen planned to try his hand at them directly.
"That couldn't be better." Sai breathed a sigh of relief: "That channel will be handled by Jean and Mr. Kelson. Who supports it and who opposes it."
Everyone fell into silence again. Seeing that no one was speaking, Sai stood up and announced the disbandment of the meeting. Everyone stood up and started to walk out, except for Donik and Sai who stayed behind and seemed to want to discuss something.
Kelsen, who walked to the door, seemed to remember something and turned back to Donik and said:
"Master Donik, that Deathfall fragment is quite rare. I'm sorry, I don't seem to be able to return it to you now."
Donik didn't look back: "No need, I can only keep this thing for storage. Since you can use it, then make good use of it."
Kelsen smiled. Although Donique was embarrassed about joining the death party, and he unconsciously showed a sense of arrogance, he was quite generous. Kelsen glanced at his right hand unconsciously. It looked the same as usual, but there was something more inside.
He stopped thinking about it. I am afraid that this thing cannot be used easily. He should focus on how to obtain the materials and channels to refine his own Buyer's Furnace tomorrow.
After everyone else left, when only Donique and Sai were left in the wine cellar, Sai, who just had a happy face, immediately removed his smile and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
"There is actually someone who can absorb the fragments of Deathfall, but this also proves that he is a lich, and he can only cooperate with us."
Donique silently took the box containing the fallen fragments, his fingertips gently brushed the groove that originally contained the things, and said after considering:
"He is not a lich."
"What?" Sai was shocked. He subconsciously looked at the exit, and then looked at Donik: "Not a lich? Then why did you agree with him to join the death party? We are walking on thin ice now, and if we are not careful, we will be doomed!"
Donik did not explain why, but told other things: "Actually, I was lucky enough to meet a lich. At that time, he also planned to absorb the fragments of the Deathfall. But in the end, he died together with the phylactery. You heard it right, A corpse 'died'.
The fragments of the Death Fall carry the destined death. As long as there is still a desire for life in the heart, one will retreat out of fear of the death on it. And instead of retreating, he absorbed it. "
Donique turned to look directly at Sai and said slowly: "We may have recruited an unknown powerful being. If he can be on our side, many things will become simpler."
"But what if his position is inconsistent with ours?" Sai's pupils gradually turned red, and he looked at Donique firmly: "Who can stop him, or Him, then?"
"Our goal is never just to escape from this city. Without some extraordinary external force, there is no way to escape the things you and I are carrying." Donik looked firm, without wavering at all.
Both of them stared at each other, as if they were going to explode in the next moment. After a while, Sai first looked away, his pupils gradually turning back to brown: "You're right, we have to take a gamble. I'm going to look through the inventory to see if I can squeeze out the materials he needs."
After saying that, he stood up and left, leaving only Donique still in the wine cellar.
Donique sat quietly, tapping on the table, frowning and thinking about something.
In fact, he deceived Sai. He didn't know whether the other party was a powerful existence. It was all his lies. The reason he could determine and place the bet was the reason why he was expelled from the Twin Towers and wanted, which he could not tell others.
"The smell of the Tome of Idasamous..."
Kelsen sneezed suddenly, surprised that his current body could actually sneeze, but he didn't know that two scheming dogs were plotting against him behind his back. He turned his head and looked at Gene who drove him to the door of the dormitory, and invited him to chat:
"Let's talk about tomorrow's action. After all, I don't know the specific situation. It would be bad to intervene rashly."
Kelsen paused and his eyes flashed. Although there are not many people in the death party today, it may not be so in the future. He will start to win over and cultivate his supporters from now on:
"By the way, I'm going to explain to you the prop I'm going to make, Buel's Furnace."
