What the Skeleton King found were three glass bottles.
Of course, what surprised him was the contents of the bottle.
'Oh my gosh, they all look like dry jerky.'
The glass jars contained so-called dried fish.
Each was a dried hand, a dry salt, and a dried tail.
What all three have in common is that they were sealed with a cross cord.
Wasn't that enough to make me feel safe? Despite the tight opening with a corkscrew, there are seven more sealing seals on it.
The Skeleton King knew the identity of that dried fish at once.
'That's the corpse of the demon tribe.'
To put it simply, it's not a well-dried snack... They were sealed demons.
Usually, when demons such as demons were disposed of, all the corpses were burned and destroyed. And those that were worth using were made that way and put to good use.
It was usually called a
'Well, they're all precious guys with a high grade of magic hacks.'
Of course, no matter how high the grade is, in the end, the corpse of the demon tribe.
Naturally, the clergy didn't even bother, but surprisingly, there was something more useful to them.
'It's perfect for bait.'
Clergy would be sent across the continent for ceremonies or to exterminate demons. And when they were chased by demon tribes, they unsealed it and threw it as bait, which had the best effect.
'It twists very well to the level of flies and gudes.'
The demons kill their own people to gain mana, and they eat up the magic core and even the body.
Only when he ate a few pieces of human flesh did he choose the magic of his own people. The more advanced the demon clan, the more his entire body, from his muscles to his bones, was just a mass of magic.
The Skeleton King also knew better than anyone because he had lived in that faction for hundreds of years.
Some priests would use this habit to deliberately summon demons.
Deal with all the demons summoned in one fell swoop...
'Oh, it sucks to think about it. Dirty priests hunting.'
It's not like I'm treating people like dogs.
In the past, even the saint remembered that she was luring her like a bone shake in front of a dog, and her fever flared up.
No matter how skeletons he is, he has dignity as a human being.
What the hell are they looking at the Demon King and shaking him?
If you're going to shake it, you have to shake it at least superlatively!
Anyway, besides that, the corpses of the demon tribe also became a solid piece of money. There were many magic hack hunters and countries who wanted magic hacks.
'It wasn't common to carry that around, though.'
Unless it was priests whose main occupation was demon subjugation, they had very few possessions.
But why does the bishop have that precious thing?
It only meant that a bishop who would never go abroad was in possession of it.
'Maybe you have another purpose. Or that the road is not safe enough for even the bishop to be wary of.'
It was an easy reasoning.
Self-defense supplies are needed because security is not good.
I don't know what happened in the meantime, but there must be demon tribes haunting everywhere.
Grasping the situation immediately, the Skeleton King raised the corners of his mouth.
'Somehow, the bishop said he was strangely smitten by the Yellow Emperor.'
Don't you show a strange abrupt attitude, and threaten the Crown Prince with a bookstick?
It was an attitude that no one in the main Vatican could have seen except the pope. This is possible because the power of the pope and the clergy is bound to increase.
For example, the number of demon tribes invading the human camp has increased.
'Well, I don't know what happened in my absence.'
It seemed clear that the power of the clergy in favor of the demon tribe seemed to have grown continentally.
And in history, a situation that favors one side becomes power.
'The saint who can be the pinnacle of that power is the golden goose.'
Well, it wasn't time to care about that yet.
What matters now is that the corpse of the demon tribe is in front of the Skeleton King.
The corners of the Skull King's faint mouth drew an arc.
At that moment, the pure gold rattle he was holding fell on the other side of the bag.
As if I had missed it.
Seamlessly.
Hickle!
"!"
When the pure gold substance fell, everyone's consciousness momentarily turned to the rattle.
"Oh my, precious stuff."
The priests rushed to pick up the rattles.
"You did the weight, but it was also a bit heavy..."
When I squeezed it, it became light, but when I dropped it, it was a heavy gold nugget.
When I finally made my way to the bishop's ceremony next to the bag.
The Skeleton King with the corners of his mouth raised used magic.
Pajik!
A fleeting moment. If he could divert everyone's consciousness for just 0.1 seconds, that was enough.
Pow!
"!"
The glass bottle in the bag exploded.
In an instant, the inside of the temple turned into mayhem.
"Gyaa
The glass bottle shattered, and the demon tribe that had been sealed inside escaped outside.
Black smoke instantly enveloped the entire temple.
A soft cry rang out like it was going to eat at the brains of humans.
- Gwooooooooo
A strange sound, whether it was the cry of a beast or a ghost, wandered inside the temple and soon appeared in the form of a demon.
His face was not even visible.
All you can see are bony hands and legs that can't feel life. He looked like he was wearing a hooded cloak.
At this, the frozen priests and paladins couldn't help but doubt their eyes.
"Shadow Rich!"
"Why is the superior demon beast!"
Embarrassed, they hurriedly invoked the Holy Law.
The emperor also held the crown prince and drew his sword.
Soon their disgusted eyes turned straight at the bishop.
"Unleash the demon tribe in the temple! Are you going crazy now!"
The imperial paladins were even more responsive. Ye Wu had long since disappeared.
"Bishop Martha Berit! What is this!"
"How dare you aim for His Majesty and the Prince in front of the Imperial Knights...!"
However, the bishop seemed puzzled and checked the broken glass bottle in the bag.
What burst was a bottle containing a dried hand. This made him even more embarrassed.
'What the hell!'
No one else, the seal of the demon beast that the cardinal himself had caught was broken!
Wasn't he dead in the first place?
How could that be...!
The Skeleton King laughed secretly.
'yes, it would look dead. He's actually dead.'
However, the Demons were more persistent than they thought.
'I should have smashed the magic core.'
No matter how much the high priest killed and processed it in a perfect way, there was still room for revival as long as the magic core was fine.
Simply put, it was like a fossil that was still alive.
Of course, even if there are corpses, there is usually no way to save them, so those things are safely traded.
That's when the other person is normal.
'Just regret taking it out in front of me.'
The Skeleton King is the Immortal King of the Demon Clan.
If he couldn't revive a foolish seed, how dare he be the immortal king who revived the demon tribe for hundreds of years?
'That's how you wanted to exterminate the demons, so you can do it anywhere.'
Whether intentionally or accidentally, the release of the demon clan from the emperor's temple is a major disaster. That responsibility would never be avoided.
Sure enough.
"Bishop Berit! What the hell did you do!"
The imperial paladins, who hastily woven the jin, used the defensive holy method.
A flash of blue turned into a soaring eagle, enveloping the emperor and the crown prince.
Kung!
However, as if they were not ordinary demons, the overwhelmed imperial paladins raised their voices.
"Has the bishop lost his degree! After all, to join hands with such a high-ranking demon clan! What is the Holy See plotting!"
The bishop put a blood strap around his neck in chagrin.
"Don't frame! He didn't release the demon, he revived on his own!"
"It's revived, that's what...!"
"Totem! The totem is said to have been revived!"
"Totem? How can a demon beast that has already died come back to life!"
When asked what he was saying, the bishop looked into his bag, as if he was more frustrated.
'There's no way the dead demon could unseal the Cardinal on his own and get out. What the hell....'
That was then.
The bishop's eyebrows raised as he glared at the bag. I could feel the strange aura left in my bag.
'The aura of magic?'
It was unmistakable.
It's not the usual magic power, it's the magic of the demon tribe...
The bishop's eyes, which had become bloody for a moment, turned directly to the Skull King.
'That kid!'
He pretended to be the same sex law as before and secretly used magic!
I don't know how to do it this time, but resurrect the demon beast?
The bishop's eyes became sullen.
'It must be handed over to the Holy See!'
Do you think we're going to just move on like this?
Whether it was the use of advisers or the knights directly under the pope, it was necessary to investigate!
'I'm going to take out the five chapters and burn them at the stake. You cocky demon bastard!'
The bishop, who even had private feelings, tried to grab the Skull King's ass, but that was then.
- Oooooh!
The demon beast, heated by the paladins' defensive vocal skills, let out a cold cry.
The temple shook, and a creepy black magic threatened even the bishop in the distance.
Kugung!
"Curh!"
At that sight, the corners of the skeleton king's mouth rose relentlessly.
It's ugly! Except for the powerless!
It was all thanks to that demon beast doing its job.
It's the first time I've seen him, but I think he's still in the fifth or sixth rank.
He was quite a useful advanced beast to move that much inside the temple.
Of course, the guy who made that totem must also be quite a high priest. It's harder to turn a totem like that into a totem than to annihilate a demon tribe.
And seeing how angry he was as soon as he was revived, the grudge against the clergy was quite great...
- Kills the saint. Saints!
... Yes?
The voice of the demon beast contorted the Skeleton King's face.
'Wait, who are you killing?'
It was that moment. The eyes of the demon beast and the skeleton king, who were looking around in anger, met tightly.
'!'
As if he had finally found it, a red glow flashed from the shadows inside the hood.
It was only an instant that he flew in with a spew of flesh.
- Kill the saint!
! Why is aggro bouncing at me again?
"Confucius!"
The hard-faced imperial paladins rushed over to the Skeleton King. The priest holding the Skeleton King hurriedly dodged the demon and ran in the opposite direction.
"After all, he's aiming for the Saint!"
"That cunning and deadly skeleton king! After all, you ordered your subordinates to kill the Holy Son!"
Hey, I've never given such a command, have I?
From now on, I have to become a saint and start with this country,, why am I killing me!
Am I a suicide king? I don't have any hobbies to touch her in the first place.
The Skeleton King frowned.
Speaking of which, some nerd confessed to saying strange things after being caught by a priest.
Clearly, "The Skeleton King has ordered all demon tribes to kill the saint."
That seemed to be somewhat true.
'But what kind of bastard dares to impersonate me.'
It wouldn't be a subordinate's thing. If he did, he would never have used his name to give orders.
Well, it wasn't that side that mattered now.
- Kill the saint! Save the captured king!
The Skeleton King sighed as the demon beast reached out to get rid of him.
I can't even tell where to put the subject.
Stupid bastard.
In an instant, the Skeleton King's eyes became cold.
It was that moment.
His eyes like jewels of red blood shone eerily, as if he were opening a demon.
It wasn't magic.
The "eye" is the first channel to receive the world. He just sent magic through his eyes.
And through that, it makes it clear which side has the upper hand.
It was like a kind of sequencing theorem to determine the superiority between the demons.
Sure enough.
Zeong!
-?!
The demon beast flinched loudly, as if surprised by something.