Chapter 1587

"Yes!"

Xia De endured the surprise in his heart, staring at the stone box in his hand:

"That is to say, the grave robbers I am looking for actually stole the funerary items of the Edwards family. Although that Low-Ring sorcerer knew that those bones were not ordinary, he couldn't discover what they actually were, so he sold them to the Watson family in Randall Valley who wanted to fight Stone Osenfurt through an introduction."

The clues were completely connected, and the ideas for further investigation were divided into two lines.

On one hand, although it was unknown whether the first-generation lord Klein Edwards knew what those finger bones were, since they were in the grave of the eldest daughter of the second generation, it was possible that Klein himself, and even the funerary items of other Edwards, also had them; on the other hand, the grave robbers who stole the funerary items might still have things related to the bones of the Death Angel, but they didn't realize it.

Therefore, finding those grave robbers and asking them what exactly happened when they entered here became even more necessary.

"Your expression is very strange."

The brown-haired lady said, and Xia De looked up at her, with even light in his eyes:

"Do you still remember the grave robbers I mentioned in the city of Michaela Blast Furnace City during the day?"

The pharmacist miss nodded:

"Of course I remember... is it this group of people?"

"Yes, what was once contained in this stone box is the thing I encountered in another place. It seems that I must find that group of grave robbers, I want to know what exactly they encountered. We didn't see the soul now, maybe it's because they encountered it back then."

After finishing speaking, he realized that the angel finger bones that had already been taken away by Priest Augustus were the funerary items of the ancestors of the lady in front of him:

"Hmm... that thing..."

"It doesn't matter."

She shook her head at Xia De. Compared to the excited Xia De, she was very calm:

"If it is useful to you, then it belongs to you. It is better for these things to exert their own utility than to lie here. But even if it is taken away by others, it must have the consent of me, a descendant of the Edwards family. I can give it, but others cannot take it on their own initiative... If you really find that gang of grave robbers, you must call me."

Her fists clenched, and Xia De found it hard to imagine the fate of that gang of grave robbers.

Although it was very impolite, the pharmacist miss still opened the stone coffin, revealing the metal coffin inside. Obviously, the previous gang of grave robbers couldn't find a way to open the coffin, so they directly destroyed the metal coffin, and the large hole melted out looked like it was burned out by a fireball.

The pharmacist miss tried her best to repair the coffin, but traces of destruction still remained. And the pattern on the surface of the coffin was still developed plant roots, but the density of these silver roots was far more exaggerated than the two coffins seen today.

There was a small skeleton lying in the coffin. Xia De and the pharmacist miss contacted it in turn, but neither could trigger any abnormal phenomenon. So they restored the position of the coffin and prepared to leave.

"Go back and wait for my news. That mountain copper of yours is also for obtaining a key. I thought mountain copper was the most troublesome, but I didn't expect to get it first. I will be able to gather the remaining materials soon, and we will go to get the next key next time."

When the pharmacist miss turned to close the door of the ossuary, she said to Xia De:

"If it goes well, I will take you to other places on the island next time. Maybe, we can still find the pattern you mentioned."

Xia De naturally nodded in agreement, and the pharmacist miss confirmed that the door was locked, and just as she wanted to wave her hand to let the fireball fly to the distance to illuminate the road she came from, she suddenly frowned and pinched her right hand, and the two fireballs were extinguished at the same time.

At the same time, Xia De also looked into the depths of the thick fog outside the small cemetery:

"Someone! Encountered people again? The 'tourists' on this island are more than I thought."

Five or six figures were walking from the distance toward the pond. Because the fog was too thick, even if the other party also summoned light balls for illumination, Xia De and the pharmacist miss still couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly.

"Don't kill anyone this time."

Xia De warned, not forgetting the lesson from last time:

"Last time, you just asked a sensitive question, causing the other party's head to explode, and it was judged that you killed someone yourself, which shows that this killing..."

He widened his eyes abruptly, made a shushing gesture, and then quickly leaned toward the sorceress. The latter hurriedly retreated, but saw the serious expression on Xia De's face:

"Among those six people, there is a Twelve-Ring or Thirteen-Ring."

"What?"

Xia De stopped at a position 1 meter away from the sorceress. The pharmacist miss, who was reminded, also tried hard to look into the thick fog. She didn't have Xia De's exaggerated perception, but as that team approached, she also recognized one of the faces that was very recognizable.

Of course, because this cemetery was in a folded space, Xia De and the pharmacist miss could see the other party, while even if there was a Thirteen-Ring sorcerer in that team, they couldn't perceive them for the time being.

"'Mirror-Hiding Man' Al Haken?!"

"That Thirteen-Ring sorcerer of the 【Mirror Association】? How could such a Ringed Sorcerer appear at this time! It's not even the final battle yet."

"Now is not the time to care about such things. Even if I recovered all my strength, I couldn't beat him!"

This time, the panicked pharmacist miss finally made up her mind to take the initiative to approach Xia De. And as the distance between the two was less than 1m, the badge on Xia De's chest finally burned like it was on fire.

At the same time, the special spirit of the witch was also clearly captured by Xia De's perception. He turned his head to look at the pharmacist miss, and the latter directly grabbed his wrist, as if she had made this movement because the situation was urgent.

Her heart was ecstatic at this moment, and the voices that Xia De couldn't hear were all speaking in her ear:

"Yes, Megan, the witch's curse was indeed not triggered."

【High probability it's a male, he entered within 1m, and there was no sign of any curse being triggered.】

Even in the dark night, Xia De could clearly see her beautiful face. That face was desperately suppressing the opposing emotions of panic caused by the appearance of the Thirteen-Ring and the surprise caused by proving Xia De's specialness:

"Must hide, it's too late to leave now. Fortunately, the fog can interfere with perception, I have potions here..."

"I have my own way."

Xia De shook his head quickly:

"The problem is what about you?"

"You, a Six-Ring, have a way, and I won't have a way?"

The sorceress asked back, and after letting go of Xia De's wrist, she quickly glanced at her palm:

"If you confirm that you are really okay, we will hide separately. Remember, if we can't meet up, meet at the pier... Damn it, I don't know where they landed, are my two followers okay..."

Saying this, she hooked her finger at Xia De, and the golden line swayed, representing the connection between the two.

She saw Xia De quickly retreat into the group of stone statues in the cemetery, and as he covered his face with both hands, petrified wings extended from behind him, and then wrapped around most of his body. So, the statue of the weeping angel covering her face stood in that pile of stone statues, looking so harmonious.

"No problem, you hid perfectly. Then it's me, thanks to that Duke..."

The sorceress said in a low voice, and then took a brown potion containing a "white cat" from her small bag. She drank the potion in one gulp, and then turned into a black and white kitten within a few seconds.

Before the cat could run into the fog, Xia De, who had turned into stone, recovered. He took off his coat to cover the witch's clothes, paid a high amount of spirit to turn all the items, including the potion, into toys—fortunately, the only relic on her was a golden earring.

Xia De put away the toys, walked toward the group of statues again, and the black and white kitten bit the earring that couldn't be turned into a toy, wiped away the traces on the ground in the form of a cat, looked back at the angel statue, and hurried into the fog.

Not long after, footsteps sounded, and the strangers officially entered the cemetery.

Although Xia De was covering his face, this did not hinder his perception. He could know that the group of 【Mirror Association】 had a clear goal of coming to the lakeside, and then moved according to the method he and the pharmacist miss had just used, thereby opening the entrance to the folded space.

That Thirteen-Ring sorcerer walked into the cemetery first. In the hazy fog, his appearance gradually became clearer.

The appearance of the "Mirror-Hiding Man" looked only in his thirties, and his height was a bit short among adult men, about the same as Dorothy's. He wore a light gray coat, and a small reflective mirror was hung on his right ear as an earring, looking particularly strange.

And behind him, except for the man who escaped in the fog last time, Xia De didn't know the other four. But among the four, there were two twins who looked exactly the same, both were Eight-Ring, and one was blind in the left eye, and one was blind in the right eye:

"Hmm... this wouldn't be the one mentioned by the doctor..."

The twins guided the Thirteen-Ring sorcerer "Mirror-Hiding Man" into the ossuary, and when the group of six passed through the cemetery, although they all scanned the stone statues displayed in the cemetery, and one even released a reconnaissance miracle, even that Thirteen-Ring sorcerer couldn't discover the peculiarity of the statue Xia De was mimicking under the obstruction of the thick fog.

The group was very cautious, and miracles for sound elimination were all around them, and Xia De couldn't hear what they were talking about at all. He could only "see" that the twin men and the short Thirteen-Ring sorcerer entered the ossuary, and not long after, they walked out with frowns. It seemed they didn't find what they had specifically come to find this time.

However, the group did not leave immediately, but talked in the cemetery. The thick fog also hindered Xia De's perception, and he couldn't know the content of the conversation through the movement of their lips. The conversation lasted for half a minute, and then the Thirteen-Ring sorcerer suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

The white fog lingered in the dark night, and there seemed to be no life under the calm night. The Thirteen-Ring sorcerer's brown eyes looked around cautiously, and after passing Xia De's mimicking statue again, he looked at the ground he was stepping on.