Chapter 193: Bridge of the Dead (1800+ words)

Above the cliff.

A bridge, pale white as if constructed from human bones, stood towering and firm.

Extraordinarys from major factions such as the Investigation Bureau, the Lotus Eaters, the Witch Sisterhood, and the Sunset School hesitated on the sidelines.

As for the other wild Extraordinarys?

Aside from Aaron and his two companions who were still relatively intact, they were almost all dead!

The appearance of the Sothoth Lingmu this time was not an opportunity for the wild Extraordinarys of Green Forest City, but an absolute disaster!

If one also counts the Extraordinarys who died from the major organizations, it is believable that for a long time in the future, the local Mysterious circle of Green Forest City will definitely remain dormant.

"This Bridge of the Dead..."

The Third Layer was peaceful, lacking the dangers of the previous two layers, but Non-human Existences like Yagebu dared not be the slightest bit careless.

Qikatiluo's gaze fixed upon the bone bridge before him, his expression slightly twisted: "Death... once one steps onto the bridge, even for those of us who have unlocked the Fourth Primordial Substance, it is possible to die..."

Aaron, well-versed in the self-cultivation of a "best actor," spoke with a seemingly speechless air, glancing at the crowd that was silently keeping their distance from him and his group; even Clark had deliberately fallen back by several paces.

"Spreading bone powder may indeed suppress the bridge's evil and ominous nature, but it is even more likely to attract that Evil Spirit! And once the Evil Spirit appears, it will surely target those with similar bloodlines first!"

However, it could only hold the corpses of flesh-and-blood lifeforms; it could not carry living beings or other items.

"We are the Betrayers, we are the Feast Attendants, we are the 'Lotus Eaters', and we are also the Eaten!"

"This is too much... even if that former Elector had many faults, the remains after death should not be desecrated like this!"

One step, two steps, three steps...

"Let's go, the Bridge of the Dead should be safe now..."

Sipeite gazed at the bridge, his expression similarly twisted: "If the bridge at that time had been this one, how could I have failed to excavate Aokelaier's main burial chamber?"

This Bridge of the Dead was at least fifty yards wide; walking on it was like walking on a massive plaza of white bones.

The Paper Man turned around, scarlet facial features appearing on its rough face, its mouth filled with sharp teeth.

Qikatiluo did not refute him, merely picking up the thigh bone of the remains again to repeat the previous action.

In reality, both of these Extraordinarys felt some regret.

And not now, when the secret was right before their eyes, yet they had to share it with a bunch of outsiders.

Seeing this scene, Aaron's eyes turned slightly deep.

The Moon Witch was constantly chewing on something in her mouth, finally spitting out a small figure made of straw.

"In the name of the Lotus Eaters, I sublimate you, remains of the dead!"

Sipeite reached into the 'Meat Eater's Satchel' and pulled out a pale white skeletal remain.

"Although it is rumored that the Evil Spirit disappeared earlier, it is also possible that it headed toward the deeper Green Forest Earl Lingmu... there is a high probability it will appear again!"

The Moon Witch was stunned for a moment upon seeing this, then her delicate body trembled slightly, emitting a laugh that made one's eardrums ache.

"As the original owner of the mausoleum, Aokelaier's remains should have a certain connection to the anomalies here... we can use Curse techniques to transform this connection into restraint and Protection..."

"It's effective! This is effective!"

He silently cast mental suggestion once more.

Liliyat suddenly gave a start and said to Aaron: "I feel very bad... if the ancestor Aokelaier has truly turned into an Evil Spirit... you know, Evil Spirits love to devour their bloodline descendants most; if it really appears, it will definitely attack me first!"

"Besides... isn't the most dangerous thing here that missing Evil Spirit?"

Kasuluo looked at the cliff and pondered: "How about using the ability of Flight to fly directly across?"

Sipeite gritted his teeth and untied a flesh-colored pouch from his waist.

Yagebu's expression was incomparably grave: "The remaining vengeful spirits of the Second Layer were already terrifying after mutating; what kind of horror would an Evil Spirit that was originally at the Non-human level be?"

Had they known that beneath Aokelaier's burial chamber lay the Sothoth Lingmu, they would have sealed off the surroundings long ago and mobilized all the Lotus Eaters.

"It's just that... no matter how powerful an Evil Spirit is, it is only at the Fourth Primordial Substance; as long as it appears and falls into the trap, I fear it will be focused down and finished off..."

For the Lotus Eaters, this Magical Item was a decent food storage, capable of stocking plenty of flesh and blood, but for other Extraordinarys, its value was not very high.

The pale white bone joints easily turned to powder within his claws.

"Not a good idea... the air is definitely more dangerous than the bridge, otherwise wouldn't this bridge have become a mere decoration?"

The next moment, it suddenly stopped, and a low voice came from it: "Hungry... I'm so hungry!"

Sipeite felt a slight sense of excitement.

"Hey, hey... is it okay for you to expose yourself now?"

Aaron patted Liliyat's shoulder comfortingly, and the two walked onto the pale white bridge together.

"Worthy of being the original owner of the upper three layers of the mausoleum..."

It was called the 'Meat Eater's Satchel', a spatial-type Magical Item with an interior the size of a room.

Even though Sipeite had already unlocked the Third Primordial Substance and possessed a Non-human Level Magical Item, he felt a lingering fear at this moment: "Lord Qikatiluo..."

"And... those big shots have more Mysterious knowledge and experience than you; they had already thought of this point... but before, they were probably using me as bait, right?"

"Take it out." Qikatiluo sighed.

Clark sighed, seemingly feeling regretful that he could not touch Aokelaier's remains.

"I command you... protect me!"

"Hmph!"

"What is life... birth and death are but a cycle; we sip blood and feast on flesh, our lives based on the death of all things..."

It was the remains of Aokelaier!

"Is this the corpse from the main burial chamber opposite in the original mausoleum ruins? Not bad... I thought you had already eaten it as a snack..."

The Moon Witch said coldly: "If you had taken it out sooner, perhaps we could have suppressed the curse on the first layer and not caused so many people to die!"

It twisted its head fiercely, bit into its own arm, and began to devour it greedily.

"I command you... dispel the ominousness and curses before me!"

Amidst the chanting in the Spirit World Language, Qikatiluo scattered a handful of white bone powder into the air, letting the dust drift toward the Bridge of the Dead.

"Let me try..."

The Moon Witch watched this scene, a look of unnaturalness flashing across her face as she chanted an invisible incantation.

The next moment, that Paper Man instantly lost all life, its incomplete body collapsing onto the bridge.

"Once you step onto the bridge, you will encounter a terrifying curse..."

Aaron scanned the positions of those Non-human Existences, sensing a vague intent to surround him, and could not help but sneer as he spoke their plans aloud.

As Aaron walked, he thought to himself: 'Hmm, Liliyat, it is time for you to expose yourself again; after I leave, the identity of a Sothoth Bloodline will instead become your amulet.'

Every existence with extraordinary inspiration felt at this moment the dense ominousness on the Bridge of the Dead being suppressed and partially dispelled!

Qikatiluo stepped forward, grabbed a rib, and snapped it off with a jerk.

Fiona glanced at Kasuluo with disdain and said.

Although it was crudely handcrafted, it wobbled as it stood up on the ground, its form gradually becoming agile, as if it were a truly existing life, and it walked onto the white Bridge of the Dead.

Liliyat's voice carried a slight sob, and it seemed to hold intense fear and terror.

"Let it end..."

"As a Sothoth Descendant, you are quite knowledgeable..."

Sasuluofei sneered: "But that is of no use... You are our bait... Oh, so the lady beside you is also a Sothoth Descendant... Very good, after you die, we will have a replacement. No need to worry about using you up..."

(End of this chapter)