Chapter 205 The Bone Sculpture Fell into Contemplation
Lars Graham, codenamed "Bone Sculptor", fell into deep thought.
He crouched at the foot of the Aiwass dormitory building and waited for almost half a week.
Every evening he would go and wait, remaining stealthy until dawn. But he still hadn't returned after dawn... At first Lars waited for a long time, then felt a little sleepy and went back to rest.
After all, he is already very old, and his physical strength and energy are obviously beginning to fail.
Old Lars has reached the point where he can no longer survive if he doesn't work part-time as a clerk in the Dusk Path.
Even using elixirs to cure his illness was useless because his entire body and even his soul had begun to age irreversibly... This was also related to his failure to advance in his youth, which had damaged his soul.
But after Lars set up the ambush, Aiwass seemed to have triggered some instinct and never came back. So old Lars could only stay there until dawn every day and leave on time.
——And today, Aiwass is finally back.
There is just a small problem.
That means the Great Arbitrator Meg came back with him.
As a third-path transcendent, Lars, despite being old, still had an advantage over fellow fifth-level transcendents. Even though they were both fifth-level transcendents, the difference in strength between them was extremely obvious.
If he were facing the Great Guardian, Lars would at least be confident of escaping unscathed. If he was lucky, he might even be able to launch a very effective counterattack—the chances of a counterattack were slim, unless the Great Guardian didn't ride his mount.
But his suppression of the Great Guardian is not even as strong as Meg's suppression of him.
The two most formidable transcendents in all of Avalon were the Grand Arbitrator and the Grand Justice. They were also the oldest transcendents, not much younger than Lars.
Compared with the Great Judiciary, the Great Arbitrator's combat effectiveness is a much higher level.
——I must not confront Meg.
Lars's thinking was very clear - he clearly admitted defeat.
So he chose to continue waiting. It wasn't until two hours later that Meg finally left.
Seeing that Aiwass was still in the dormitory, Lars breathed a sigh of relief.
But the old man cautiously decided to wait a little longer... until it was completely dark and there was no one on the road.
Because before killing Aiwass, he still had some questions to ask him.
For example, was that "Miss Aleister" actually Chloe? If so, he might have to kidnap Aiwass and force Chloe out.
At least that wouldn't give him the chance to send out a distress signal.
After all, Aiwass had been assassinated three times in a row, so he might have other protectors hiding around him. If he were to be assassinated again, Avalon would be completely humiliated. Considering this, it's not impossible that he has a fourth- or even fifth-level protector by his side.
——As a fifth-level transcendent, Bone Diao thought he was being too cautious.
Even when facing a second-level transcendent, a dedicated path transcendent, one must be prepared for a battle against a peer. One must use all their strength from the first strike—that's how the ambush would be meaningful.
If Chloe had been as cautious as she was, nothing would have happened to her.
It's just a pity that she probably won't be able to see my perfect assassination demonstration this time...
When it was completely dark, the bone sculpture clenched his staff slightly, and a translucent white ghost appeared beside him.
"Go inside and take a look."
The bone sculpture whispered, "Is he in there? Is he asleep? Is there anyone else in there?"
As a high-level transcendent in the Path of Beauty, he also possesses the ability of "artistic vision." However, as a painter, Janice can project her vision onto paintings; as a sculptor, he can only peek at others through sculptures.
Compared to paintings, sculptures are not only rarer but also have a narrower scope. His advantage lies in his ability to revitalize sculptures on a large scale.
From the perspective of reconnaissance, it would be better to just send a ghost to take a look for you.
The ghost girl in the priest's robe nodded slightly and turned into nothingness that could not be seen by mortal eyes.
She passed through the wall and quietly entered No. 14 Ronin Street. She looked around and wandered around in each room.
Looking at the sleeping Aiwass, she hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched out her finger and lightly touched Aiwass's lips.
After confirming that he still had the warmth of a living person and was not an illusion or a puppet, she finally left.
The ghost leaned over and moved his lips slightly, but no sound came out.
This is an inherent characteristic of the dead who have been resurrected after losing their bodies.
However, through the Taoist characteristic of the bone sculpture, the ability of "Creation Communication and Sculpture", he can ignore the other party's spirituality, intelligence, and language, and communicate directly with the life he created.
This ability is usually used to communicate with animated stone statues, doors, and reliefs on walls, giving them passwords, letting them monitor an area, or directly sending them into battle.
The spiritual servant created by Bone Carver himself is of course also a "work" carved by him.
“…There’s only one person.”
The bone carving nodded slightly and praised: "Good, very good."
Because this was an assassination mission, he couldn't bring his sculptures with him, and there weren't many sculptures in the area that could be revitalized.
Otherwise, even if Meg really fought with him, the bone sculpture would at least have the confidence to escape safely - the knight sculptures at the entrance of the Temple of Silver and Tin alone would be enough to be a very powerful helper.
But fortunately he has his own spiritual servant.
Unfortunately, he had already left the school a long time ago. If he wanted to continue making spirit servants, he would have to return to the Iris Kingdom. As the vice president of the School of Fine Arts at the University of the West, a true master, he could still find many lovely and talented students.
We need more ghost servants, thought the Bone Sculptor.
He stretched out his hand and swiped it downwards.
The entire body of the bone sculpture turned into a spirit - as if it was sucked away from the front, it crossed the walls and restrictions in an instant, and was pulled into Aiwas's bedroom by some invisible force, and then reassembled.
But as soon as he came over, he was stunned.
——Because there was no one in the bedroom.
Wasn't it just confirmed?
He suddenly turned around and looked at his spirit servant - but from her panic and surprise expression, the bone sculpture immediately realized the problem.
He quickly glanced around the room and found that a magic painting had appeared in the room at some point.
The magic painting depicts Isabel reading in her bedroom.
——[Corridor of Paintings]!
This is the "art" from the path of beauty controlled by Janice!
It was through this painting that Aiwass was teleported to the other end of the painting by Janice!
"Long time no see, Mr. Lars Graham."
Janice's voice came from the air: "Or... should I call you Bone Sculptor?"
The bone carving turned around in the direction of the sound and found that it was another ordinary painting.
The painting was originally just a spring landscape, meant to be hung on the wall as a decoration, at least to add a little color to the wall.
But now, that painting has become a portrait of Janice.
She was in the painting, wearing a white wide-brimmed hat and dressed as naturally as if she were on a spring outing. It was as if Janice had already existed in this landscape painting.
She turned back from the painting and looked at the bone sculpture with a smile: "Since you are here, don't leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bone sculpture felt a suction force emanating from the painting. Like a vortex, it pulled at his soul—first and foremost, his spirit servant.
The bone-carved cane in his hand did not fall away, but the ghost was directly sucked into the painting.
As the ghost was sealed, the bone sculpture immediately felt that the staff had lost contact with the other party.
Her priestly robes instantly transformed into a white dress, and her translucent body regained its substance.
She looked like a shy little girl, sitting on the grass, at a loss. Janice smiled and pinched her face, forcing her to look at him.
"I've been waiting for you until late at night. You're just wasting my time."
A cheerful voice came from outside the house: "You really can squat! Anyway, [Shut up first]. Raise your hands if you want to surrender."
At some point, Meg appeared outside the window.
A female half-elf, one the bone sculpture had never seen before, followed behind Meg, wielding a wooden staff nearly as tall as herself. She remained silent, her staff glowing faintly. Both she and Meg had gained the ability to fly freely.
Although the bone sculpture didn't recognize her, the tall half-elf still exuded a frightening aura. Her pupils shone like mercury, shining with a dazzling brilliance.
By process of elimination, this should be the very mysterious Grand Judge.
——What’s going on?
Almost immediately, the Bone Sculptor realized he was surrounded—incompletely equipped, surrounded by three Transcendents of the same level, including Meg. There was even a rumbling thunder outside, a phenomenon caused by the griffin unleashing its lightning power.
This meant that he had almost no chance of fighting back, and his previous ambush was pointless.
"……interesting."
The bone sculpture was not afraid. It used its strong willpower to resist Meg's ban and spoke calmly.
—Aiwas was just a trap. A piece of meat in a trap.
And I was the deceived beast... But a trapped beast is not necessarily vulnerable. Being at the fifth energy level, Meg's words might not be effective.
"—My plan should be perfect and foolproof.
"Where exactly did the problem occur? And at what stage did it become exposed?"
The bone carving tightly grasped the bone carving cane which had become meaningless in his hand, and asked calmly and in a deep voice.
Update completed!
By the way, the cat goes to bed at 4:30 not because of insomnia in the usual sense, but because the season has come and I started to have rhinitis yesterday. It's very uncomfortable with nasal congestion and sneezing, and I keep getting up to blow my nose...
My eyes are still red, as if I've been crying... and I have a slight headache.
(End of this chapter)
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