Elon laughed.
"Yes?"
"Then I'll show you something nice."
TONY was excited and asked, "What looks good?"
"Follow me and you'll see." Elon said, turning around and proceeding to follow the system's lead forward.
TONY rushes to keep up.
In his eyes, the village was now safe, and he didn't have to worry about anything dangerous happening.
So dare to follow Elon with confidence.
But this time.
The old village chief had returned to the house.
He placed the deputy village chief's human skin on a stool, ready to find a box for it.
Only when he turned around.
He heard a slight rattling and rustling behind him.
What is it?
Is there a scarecrow that isn't dead?
The old village chief was shocked and immediately turned around, only to see nothing.
And the room was quiet.
"Did I mishear you?"
Look down at the human skin.
The human skin still lay still on the bench, but very close to the edge.
Remember when you put the human skin in the middle of the bench?
"Maybe I'm misremembering."
The old village chief laughed to himself; after all, he wasn't getting any younger, and his memory was dropping very badly.
"Too old to be useful." He laughed to himself.
He turned, ready to get the box.
As a result, the rustling sound was heard again.
"Who is it?"
The old village chief turned around violently, and this time he was pretty sure that he hadn't heard wrong.
Did hear a rattle.
The voice was still very close to himself, still very close.
But turning around, there was still nothing to be found.
Only the human skin ... legs had dangled from the stool and pulled together on the floor.
Saw the scene.
The old village chief's complexion changed slightly, the hairs on his body stood up in sweat, and he felt that the room seemed to have become much colder.
Because he guessed that something was making a noise.
He immediately turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the door.
The original open door, I do not know when it closed, the old village chief pulled hard, the doorway unexpectedly did not move.
It's like, being locked from the outside.
Bang bang!
The old village chief slapped the gate twice with force.
The gates, which were normally decayed and rickety, now seemed surprisingly impregnable.
Tapping it hard only dropped a fine layer of ash.
It won't open.
Rustling--
Another eerie sound came from behind him.
The old village chief swallowed hard, his body stiffening as he slowly turned around.
Then he saw the human skin slowly rise to its feet.
The human skin, which had no support, unexpectedly stood up softly, like a piece of white paper flying in mid-air.
The three holes in his face were appalling.
The old village chief's face instantly went white.
"This skin is about to reach its limit."
The human skin made a noise, "Lend me yours."
The voice fell.
It slowly floated towards the old village chief.
The old village chief was so frightened that he leaned against the door and cried out in terror, "Help!"
"It's not working."
The human-skinned ghost said, "It's all locked up in here, I can't hear you outside."
The old village chief was shivering with fear.
Looking at the human-skinned ghost that was getting closer and closer, he closed his eyes in despair.
But just then!
Boom!
The doorway behind the old village chief was suddenly broken.
It didn't blow up.
Instead, a hand struck right through this doorway.
This sudden turn of events left the human-skinned ghost somewhat at a loss as to what had happened.
Even the old village chief, with a stunned expression, watched as the hand slowly retracted.
Next.
Boom!
The hand caught the broken hole in the door and took it right off.
The room, which had been cordoned off, was instantly broken.
By the faint candlelight in the room, the old mayor could see that the person at the door was none other than Elon.
Elon casually tossed the wooden door aside before looking over at the human-skinned ghost.
He laughed, "Looks like I've come at the right time."
Seeing Elon, the old village chief rushed to hide behind him.
This monster in front of me was much more terrifying than a scarecrow.
A floating human skin that he couldn't even look at.
TONY's legs instantly went weak when she saw this and she almost fell to the ground.
"Brother Elon, is this what you mean by good looking?" He asked in horror.
"Yeah."
Elon gave him a sideways glance and said, "Not scared, are you?"
"You just said you were brave."
TONY's legs shivered.
If you're brave, you wouldn't dare to look at something like this, right?
It's going to give you nightmares at night.
"Two more, but not in the way." The human-skinned ghost said sorrowfully.
Elon strides into the room towards the human-skinned ghost.
"Brother Elon, look out!" TONY yelled.
That's a monster that looks scarier than a scarecrow.
Monsters that don't look like people aren't scary, monsters that look like people are the scariest.
"You're not afraid of me?" The human-skinned ghost was a bit surprised.
This man in front of him, upon seeing himself, instead of running, even dared to walk towards him.
Aren't you afraid to die?
"Afraid of you?"
Elon scanned the data of the thing in front of him.
[Name: Human Skin Ghost
Physical Fitness: 10
Strength: 10
Speed: 20
Spirit: 231]
Though not as physically fit or strong as the King of Scarecrows.
But the speed and mental power had completely crushed the King of Scarecrows.
That stat is placed in a newbie quest that still kills newbies as if they were leeks.
And seeing this super high mental power, Elon understood something.
It wasn't the King of Scarecrows that was sealed in the crystal in the first place, but this human-skinned ghost.
It compelled the Deputy Village Chief and also took control of the King of Scarecrows.
Elon asked, "What do you have to be afraid of?"
The human-skinned ghost was momentarily speechless, why was this man so wrong.
Is it natural boldness?
"I'll kill you. Isn't that enough to be afraid of?"
Elon said, "People die, all you can do is try your best, have no regrets, and then be honest."
The Ghost in Human Skin: "..."
What saint?
Is that a reason not to be afraid?
"The short sword has been destroyed, and now I am invincible."
The human-skinned ghost said, "Only that broken sword could hurt me before."
"Mortal iron can't hurt me, and even if it does, I can recover quickly."
And it can continue to take new human skin.
Each human skin is a new life, and it is almost immortal.
"Now that the Broken Sword is gone, you have no chance of winning." The human-skinned ghost laughed.
Elon now had a better idea why the King of Scarecrows had destroyed the short sword in the first place.
It's not just that it's scared.
What's more, this human-skinned ghost is also afraid.
TONY's face goes even whiter.
"It's all my fault."
That sword, it turns out, was used for more than just dealing with the King of Scarecrows.
It's more for dealing with human-skinned ghosts.
As powerful as Elon is, human skin is pliable and cannot be destroyed by brute force alone.
It has to be sharp.
But what to do now that the short sword is gone?
The pop-ups kept drifting by in the live room as well.
"What can we do about this?"
"So everything was a plot by this human-skinned ghost, we all fell for it."
"The weapon that could restrain him is gone, it's over, it's all over."
The crowd looked desperate.
It was clearly two and a half hours away from being safe from this copy.
I didn't expect to kill such a powerful monster halfway.
"To defeat this monster, unless another short sword can fall from the sky."
"Don't joke about the front, that kind of divine weapon, each one is incomparably rare and precious, how can it be said to fall off?"
"It would be very nice to have one in this village."