Chapter 558: Praying to the Holy Bones

"Is it right here?" Lar looked at a pile of rocks and cast his eyes on Celie, who nodded and answered very confidently: "The blood of the harpy told me that the holy bones are right here, but they may be buried deeper."

Lar nodded gently, "The depth doesn't matter. With the petrified lizard here, the speed of digging the pit will definitely not be slow. Now that it has been confirmed, let's do it." Lar gave an order, and the petrified lizard pounced on it and scratched it. The broken stones and dust flew, and a big pit slowly appeared on the ground and quickly became deeper.

"Boss, we are back!" The voice of the night elf came from a distance. Lar did not look back and continued to stare at the big pit. The soil was still turning out, but as the big pit got deeper and deeper, the stupid petrified lizard did not throw the soil high enough, and it actually had a tendency to bury itself.

Lar didn't even turn his head, just asked calmly: "Killed or captured?"

"There is still a breath left. This dwarf tried desperately to die, but finally he collapsed from exhaustion." The night elf briefly told Lar what happened, and Lar realized that only the night elf came back, and no one else came back.

Lar couldn't help but frown. He just put his hands behind his back and looked forward, holding his head high and chest with no expression, but this ghost look didn't fall into the eyes of the girl he had been thinking about day and night, "Asshole, you can't do such a small thing well."

A piece of dark holy stone, Lar couldn't think of a reason for them to refuse, after all, this is a good thing that can help them advance and break through, who would not be willing to exchange it for a woman? If it was Lar himself, well, if he had to choose between the only dark holy stone and Anji Sacrifice, he would definitely choose the former without any hesitation, but he knew that all four dark holy stones would fall into his hands, and he only needed two of them. He couldn't monopolize the rest, otherwise he would die miserably even if he was the Lord of Demon City.

So he thought of this way, let them fight for him, but it seems that his plan is not very successful. When it was four against three, the dwarf had been caught. Now it's three against two. Do Angie and the swan girl still have a chance of winning?

With the jealous mind of the succubus, Angie will suffer a little, and the probability of the swan girl surviving is no more than 10%. This probability is based on the premise that the succubus went too late and didn't meet her. If the swan girl is more stubborn, she will almost die.

"Forget it, as long as Angie is fine." Lar glanced at the night elf, and he knew his little thoughts clearly. Isn't it just afraid that he will take all the dark holy stones for himself? But it's useless for you to come back alone, okay? Can you beat me?

Suddenly, the petrified demon lizard let out a shrill cry, full of pain and fear, accompanied by a violent tremor, the petrified demon lizard "teng teng teng" rushed up, knocked Lar away, and the night elf ran away without looking back.

Lar was knocked down by his pet unexpectedly, and his face was embarrassed. He could hear the fear and anxiety in the pet's voice. He originally intended to comfort it gently, but the pet violently flipped him over. He looked back at the night elf who was rubbing his waist and had not yet climbed up, and his heart was immediately relieved. Fortunately, there was someone worse off than him.

"The holy bones cannot be defiled." Celie turned her face and gave such an answer directly. Lar snorted. I suffered this for you, well, for the dark holy stone in your hand.

"Pray for the holy bones!" Celie shouted loudly, and all the harpies bowed at the same time. After three consecutive times, one stepped forward, cut her wrist and sprinkled blood into the deep pit.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

It seemed that there was a heartbeat sound. Although the time interval was a little long, each heartbeat was like a drum hitting other people's hearts fiercely, and a faint momentum rose from the deep pit underground little by little.

Lar's body stiffened slightly, and his face turned coldly to the harpy, "Celie, what's going on? Isn't the holy skeleton the deceased demon ancestor? This..."

Celie nodded gently, looking at the lava demon as if looking at an idiot: "The tiger dies but its might remains. Ordinary beasts have been dead for a long time, and weak animals dare not approach, let alone the powerful fourth-level demons. They have only been dead for a few years. If my guess is correct, the holy skeleton is basically intact now. After all, the environment of Dream Island cannot cause too much consumption to him."

Why is it basically intact? Celie knows very well that the holy skeleton is a dead fourth-level demon, and it is not a natural death, otherwise it cannot form a holy skeleton. How can a fourth-level demon killed in an abnormal death preserve a complete corpse?

The harpy took a turn, and Celie, as the finale, also shed a large bowl of blood, but since the momentum of the holy skeleton in the deep pit was slowly increasing, there was no other movement.

"It's not that easy to pray to the Holy Bones." Celie sighed, her eyes gradually became firm, and a faint murderous aura appeared on her body. Lar tensed up and quietly raised his magic power. Celie turned her body and looked across the faces of the excited harpies. "The Holy Bones are great, but there are still too few of our people to awaken them. If we want the Holy Bones to respond to us, we need to pay more. My people, for the revitalization of the harpies, are you willing to pay more?" "For the harpies!"

"For the Holy Bones!"

Relying on the flying advantage of their race, they occupied the most advantageous position in the small demon space, but for so many years, they have not formed the absolute hegemony of the harpy clan. Why? Because they don't have a real strong man, they can't suppress the entire demon space, but now the opportunity has come. According to Celie, the Holy Bones can stimulate their blood and make them evolve.

Celie nodded with satisfaction, and asked a senior harpy warrior to come forward, pierce her chest with his hand, and forcibly take out her heart. In the eyes of the tribe member who couldn't execute it, he devoutly offered the heart to the Holy Bones.

"Boom!" The heart fell into the deep pit, and there was a loudest heartbeat so far from below. The blood of the senior harpy warrior spilled, dyeing the ground red, and his face was full of confusion.

Celie had no expression on her face and gently pushed her away, "Next."

The harpies were in a mess. Celie glanced at them coldly and said, "The Holy Bones are our last and only hope. Our bloodline is too weak and we need the Holy Bones to activate and improve it. But if you want to get the Holy Bones, you have to pay a price. There is no such thing as getting something for nothing in this world. The method is here. It's up to you to choose."

"We..." The harpies looked at each other. Celie brought the news of the Holy Bones. Half a year ago, Celie came to their tribe and took them to sweep across the entire demon space, allowing them to experience the attitude of a true overlord and enjoy a more unscrupulous life than before. It was also Celie who told them about the existence and value of the Holy Bones. Now they really feel the existence of the Living Bones and the ubiquitous attraction deep in their bloodline. There is no doubt that the Holy Bones do have the ability to improve their bloodline, but it is not easy to activate the Holy Bones, or to get the recognition of the Holy Bones. It requires a very, very high price.

"In fact, life is pretty good now. It doesn't matter whether we have the Holy Bones or not, or whether we can evolve. Isn't it the people of our tribe that are important now?" A high-level harpy warrior stood up, and this statement was exactly the attitude of most harpies.

Celie closed her eyes in pain and said lightly: "I understand."

The harpy smiled brightly, but the next second, the smile froze there. Her chest was also pierced by Celie. Celie's smile, which they loved the most before, had disappeared, and what was left was only the piercing coldness: "You have forgotten your origins and are just lingering in the well. You have defiled the blood of the harpy. In this case, use the waste and use your blood to completely activate the Holy Bones."