Whose scent is this?
Phil Gray looked puzzled. Besides the thick aura of death, what other smell did he have on him?
Gold Coin No. 3 has very complete facilities, and it hasn't been long since he took a bath.
But subconsciously, he still raised his arm and brought it close to his nose, but he didn't smell anything strange.
"Hmm? The source of the aura is on your wrist?" The homeowner's figure solidified again, his face darkening as he looked at Phil Gray's right hand.
“Wrist? You mean this bracelet?” Phil Gray showed the bracelet to the homeowner. The blue space stone shimmered, shining as brightly as his icy blue eyes. A surge of excitement welled up in his heart. Could this homeowner know Wilder?
"So that's it, it's this... Where did you get your bracelet?" the homeowner asked, his eyes almost squinting.
Phil Gray didn't answer him directly, but instead asked, "Do you know the owner of this bracelet?"
“Who doesn’t know him? He’s a knight.” The homeowner slowly looked Phil Gray up and down, then sat down in the rocking chair, his eyes still fixed on the bracelet, as if drawn by an invisible force.
“Yes, he is indeed a knight, then there’s no problem. He gave me this bracelet.” Phil Gray hadn’t expected Wilder to have acquaintances in the Abyss of the Dead, or perhaps, after being killed by Valk that day, he chose to stay in the Abyss of the Dead and later met this homeowner?
It's highly likely that Wilde was favored by the god of death.
Does that mean I can see him one last time before leaving the abyss? To thank him for saving me?
But what was with the homeowner's strange reaction when they first smelled the scent? It didn't seem like they just recognized it.
After a moment's thought, Phil Gray asked, "Do you know where he is? I'd like to see him."
"He gave it to you? You still want to see him?" The homeowner stood up again, his expression strange.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you know what you're wearing on your hand? Have you ever actually used it?" The homeowner scoffed, his words only further puzzling Phil Gray.
"Isn't this a space stone?"
Although the space inside was much larger than that of a regular space stone, he used it for several months and even put his gloves, gold coins, and several books inside, but he didn't find anything unusual.
"Hahaha, this isn't a space stone, it's a Death Holy Stone, with spatial functions. You're really too stupid. Such a precious thing, and you've only used the most insignificant part of it." The homeowner shook his head and sneered.
The Death Stone?
What is that? Phil Gray clenched his fist, staring incredulously at the bracelet on his hand, while also looking at the homeowner with some wariness.
"Don't worry, since he gave you the Death Stone, how could I dare to snatch it? Even if the lord of Ten Thousand Bones City came, he wouldn't dare to take what he gave away." The homeowner laughed, glancing at him again with a mixture of envy and resentment at his wastefulness, but without a trace of greed.
"Isn't he a knight? Why are you so...afraid of him?"
Phil Gray sensed something was amiss. Even if Wilder had come to the Abyss three or four months ago, it was impossible for him to have made a Ghost House owner, who was at least of the highest caliber, so secretive so quickly. Not to mention the Death Stone, which sounded incredibly powerful.
Is there some misunderstanding here?
"Hehehe, it's not that I'm afraid of him, it's that all the undead in the entire Northern Region are afraid of him, oh, except for our Northern Region Monarch, but the Northern Region Monarch won't oppose him." The house owner laughed, "I don't know why he would give you a human death holy stone, and from what you're saying, you don't even know his identity. Were you brought into the abyss by him? No wonder you dare to swagger into my Resting House like this, truly ignorance is bliss."
“I don’t really know his identity, but he’s been very friendly to me, and I genuinely consider him a friend, so I want to meet him…” Phil Gray said sincerely, omitting some details.
It seems Wilder may not be as simple as he appears. Perhaps he has another identity in this Abyss of the Dead? Or perhaps the Death Stone was given to him by someone else?
“Well, alright, for his sake, I can tell you some uses of the Death Stone. If you see him next time, please ask him for a favor.” The homeowner groped around inside the wooden house for a while, then pulled something, and the whole house instantly brightened up.
The sudden light nearly blinded Phil Gray, and it took him a while to adjust to the long-lost light. The full view of the house was revealed. Near the door, there was still the wooden board with the skull, but inside there was a bed with an extremely soft cotton mattress, a long cabinet against the wall, and an old-looking rocking chair.
Even a ghost needs a bed?
Then look at what illuminates the entire room—it's the white stone lamp commonly used in the world of Will, a simple glass shade containing white stone that has been treated with special materials to burn and glow for a long time.
Phil Gray was slightly surprised to find human-made objects here. If you ignored the ghostly homeowner floating in front of him and the skeleton lying at the door, the Resting House was just like an ordinary house in the human world.
"In legend, the Death Stone is the remains of the first generation of the God of Death's chosen one who failed to ascend from quasi-god to godhood. It contains quasi-god level divine power. For a chosen one like you, it's like an endless ocean of divine power. Before you become a quasi-god, you'll never have to worry about running out of divine power!" the homeowner said excitedly, then looked at Phil Gray with even more envy. "To be honest, if this Death Stone didn't have that person's aura on it, I would definitely fight tooth and nail to snatch it from you."
Phil Gray swallowed hard, feeling the bracelet on his wrist become noticeably heavier. Good heavens, it was practically an inexhaustible source of divine power. Was this a joke?
Who exactly was Wilder? Why would he give himself something so precious?
Wait a minute, maybe he just asked me to keep it safe? Was his heroic act of facing death just a lie? Or was he lying to Valcke?
Regardless, this Death Stone is just too overpowered! I only managed to escape Viscount Ward's ambush because my divine power was depleted. Who would have thought that I would be wearing a source of divine power on my hand?
“But how do we access the divine power within? I’ve used it for storage before and haven’t noticed anything wrong with it,” Phil Gray asked.
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