Can't understand.
I don't understand at all.
Torento stared at them in amazement, completely understanding what Li Ziyu and the Dark Knight meant. Even though he had experienced it himself, and even when he took the Dark Knight to the Temple of the Dead, he still didn't understand.
After Li Ziyu asked the Black Warrior, he looked at Torento and asked him, "Do you know the Undead?"
Torento shook his head and said, "I don't know the Undead Clan. Is the Holy Corpse you are talking about?"
What the hell is the Holy Corpse?
Li Ziyu frowned and then asked, "Then do you know who built the temple?"
Torento knew this question all too well; it was simple common sense. He answered without hesitation, "It was the Holy Corpse that built the Temple. The Temple cares for every one of the Holy Corpse's people, offering us shelter and safety, keeping the evil spirits at bay and allowing their people to recuperate and have children."
He spoke so fluently, as if he had recited it countless times, and it came out of his mouth just like a believer reciting doctrine.
Li Ziyu understood that the holy corpse that Torento mentioned was probably the undead who built the Temple of the Dead.
Torunto's ancestors were relatives of the undead, and they must have had a deep connection with them. They had great respect for the undead, so they called them holy corpses. It is hard to say whether Torunto really respected the undead, but some things were indeed passed down from that time, which can be seen from the fact that he spoke such a long paragraph so fluently.
The Black Warrior said he didn't sense the presence of the dead in the city, but Li Ziyu still wanted to ask, "Have you seen the Holy Corpse?"
Torento shook his head again, smiled bitterly, and said, "Not only me, but even my father has never seen the true appearance of the Holy Corpse. Legend has it that there is a Holy Corpse in the temple, but it has never appeared before us. At least no one here has seen it."
Well, it seems that someone in the city knows that the "Guardian Guardians" and "Heroic Skeletons" are sleeping in the Temple of the Dead.
Li Ziyu shifted his body, adjusting to a more comfortable position, and then asked, "Do you want to see the holy corpse?"
Torento was silent for a while, and finally nodded.
He was not a worshipper of the holy corpse, nor did he have any pursuit for it, but if he could see the legendary supreme being, why not see it?
The reason why nobles are nobles is not simply because they are born with noble status, but also because they know more than others.
Compared to the common people who work hard to fill their stomachs every day, the nobles are more eager to see the world and strive to understand all its secrets.
Many secrets are hidden in history, and history has had gaps for unknown reasons.
It was as if nobles like Torento knew that there was a temple in the city that had existed for who knows how many years, and that the temple was closely related to the holy corpse, but no one knew what the holy corpse was.
Li Ziyu looked at the black warrior and signaled him to take off his helmet.
Torento subconsciously followed Li Ziyu's gaze towards the black warrior, and saw that the burly heavily armored warrior grabbed his helmet, and with a click, he slowly took off the helmet.
When he saw the face under the helmet, Torento's pupils contracted sharply, his body trembled with fear, his legs went weak, and he subconsciously took two steps back and fell to the ground. He stretched out his trembling finger and pointed at the dark warrior. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't speak.
It was a hideous skull with jagged fangs and exposed bones covered with scars. It seemed like a veteran who had survived countless wars. Through the empty eye sockets, one could see the blue flames burning in the skull.
Torento fell to the ground and didn't know how to describe the "thing" in front of him. He couldn't even be sure whether this guy was alive.
Why is it a skeleton?
What about the burning flame?
He is clearly a skeleton, so why can he still move?
Countless doubts and fears rose from Torento's heart, making his mind a mess as if it were boiling.
"You, you, you...I...he..." Torento's pupils trembled violently, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. His eyes kept wandering between the Black Warrior and Li Ziyu.
The Darth Vader itself brings pressure and fear, and coupled with what he suddenly saw, it was already good enough that Torento could barely make a sound.
Li Ziyu smacked his lips, signaling the Dark Knight to put on his helmet.
With a click, the black warrior pressed his helmet back on, but it was obvious that Torento had suffered a great shock. Even though the skull in front of him had disappeared, he still looked terrified.
"As you can see, this is the holy corpse you mentioned."
Just when Torento's mind became unclear due to fear, Li Ziyu's voice came, which made him regain some consciousness.
Holy Corpse...
Holy corpse!
I see.
No wonder!
Torento suddenly understood.
"The holy corpse you are talking about is actually called the undead." Li Ziyu said softly while leaning against the wall. He really didn't dare to speak loudly because his ribs hurt.
Torento looked at Li Ziyu steadily, and he finally came to his senses.
No one else knows the true appearance of the Holy Corpse, but the person in front of him not only knows it, but also treats the Holy Corpse as a subordinate. So who is this person and how high is his status?
He asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
Li Ziyu forced a smile, "I am their king, and also your master."
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