Chapter 677: The Core of the Courtyard

Chapter 677: The Core of the Courtyard

"You said you just found the remains of a giant metal dragon in this courtyard by chance."

Trezer left. In the courtyard of the dead, Mu Hua asked Occam, who was brought to him, with a strange expression.

"Yes, what else?" Occam said as a matter of course.

"Then you gave the remains of the giant metal dragon to a magic dragon and obtained the loyalty of that magic dragon." Mu Hua continued to ask. Occam looked at Mu Hua's expression questioningly and nodded to confirm.

"The magic dragon tried to use the remains of the giant metal dragon to complete its own transformation, but failed?"

"And the magic dragon that could blow the wind of aging encountered an accident in this courtyard a few years ago and died in the hands of a human adventurer." Mu Hua's face was difficult to conceal, revealing an expression as if he had lost 100 million.

"Could it be... did you kill Ocmillen?" Observing Mu Hua's expression, Occam's eyes also flashed a strange look.

"It's you, you killed Ocmillon, right? Sloth hates the undead, so what did you do with Ocmillon's body?"

"You got nothing? Right? You killed Ocmillon, but you didn't know it mastered the wind of aging."

"Dragon fangs? Dragon claws? Or the evolution material of the headless knight, you want to comprehend the wind of aging?"

"Hahahaha~, stupid human." The originally depressed expression disappeared, Ocmillon kept asking questions in an affirmative tone, and finally laughed out loud.

"Pah~!" In anger, Mu Hua punched Ocmillon on the head.

"Haha~~Hahaha~~" But Ocmillon, who was in pain, was not angry because Mu Hua admitted to killing Ocmillon in disguise. Even if he fell to the ground, he still grinned with gloating.

All of Treze's people withdrew from the Undead Courtyard. Mu Hua handed Alvis's lich phylactery to Vivian. After that, he didn't care how these two guys, who couldn't be said to be enemies or master and apprentice, would "love and hate each other".

Well, anyway, the phylactery is in Vivian's hands. . .

Occam was captured by Tuesday. Although it barely entered the lord class, it relied on the ability of the Batibah demon to release parasites to deceive hell, and its personal combat power was unexpectedly "poor".

Speaking of which, the fact that the Undead Courtyard would have the wind of aging blowing had long been recorded in the Adventurer's Guild. The main reason why Mu Hua made trouble for Occam was actually because he thought he had mastered the wind of aging.

The human world and even the various courtyards attached to the human world do not have an environment for the natural formation of the wind of aging. Among humans, the existence that is known to be able to create the wind of aging is probably the seventh.

The wind of aging is hated by living beings, but it can catalyze the birth of skeletons in nature.

Mu Hua wanted to see if he could get a glimpse of the secret of the wind of aging from Occam, so he caught him. It would have been better if he didn't ask. When he asked, Mu Hua almost vomited blood.

In his early years, he killed a dragon in this courtyard.

Although he didn't dare to come to this courtyard for many years because of that dragon, that dragon was his proud start.

But now he knows that the wind of aging in this courtyard was blown by that dragon. . .

Damn, the wind of aging, my wind of aging.

Mu Hua tried to recall what he got from that dragon.

Well, the first batch of dragon teeth and claws in his life, his magic-breaking weapon, his dragon tooth soldier, and... the creation of all qualities.

Uh, forget about dragon teeth and claws, but the creation of all qualities? Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not a loss. . .

Laziness and hatred of the undead are just a kind of colloquialism, but the undead species cannot be used as a medium for keratinized skin and shapeshifting.

Although the toothless dragon was melted without much research, if Mu Hua really studied it, he probably wouldn't be able to find anything.

As for smelting skills, the rarity of the Creation of Ten Thousand Elements seems to be no worse than the Wind of Aging. At least he knows where to find the Wind of Aging, but there is no clear source for the Creation of Ten Thousand Elements.

Recalling the past and the present, Mu Hua's painful expression gradually returned to normal. Seeing that Mu Hua's mood had recovered, Occam felt that it was meaningless to smile, and gradually turned cold again, and began to hate Mu Hua for killing his Okmiren.

Occam is not weak, but there is something wrong with his growth direction.

Well, that's not right. Perhaps it should be said that his growth direction is too normal. His growth, cultivation, resource consumption, etc. are almost a straight line towards the Lord of Hell.

Under normal circumstances, the demon's life is smooth. He should be considered a lucky and talented young lord. After crossing the threshold of the hell lord, the accumulation of his own strength will be more efficient.

Unfortunately, he met Mu Hua and his group who were not normal.

Metal dragons are also extremely rare in hell. Occam invested a lot in Ocmilen. Although he failed to successfully enter the ranks of metal dragons, the corpse of the metal dragon also gave Ocmilen the opportunity that belonged to him.

Ocmilen made up for many of Occam's shortcomings.

As a result, a good demon dragon with a promising future was slaughtered when he went out for a walk. . .

Seeing that Mu Hua was no longer depressed, new and old hatreds surged in his heart, and Occam glared at Mu Hua.

"Since you don't have the Wind of Aging, you are completely useless. Tell me where you hid the courtyard core. Hand over the courtyard core and I promise not to harass you in the maze area in the future."

"I have seen some angels squatting in the maze area in a courtyard before. They have become gods."

"Tell me, where is the courtyard core? Maybe we can get along for a long time." Ignoring Occam's angry glare, the drifting fire mist burned the tiny spores spreading out of Occam's body, and Mu Hua said calmly.

He was still releasing parasites at this time. This guy was obviously seeking death, but he was a projection, and he didn't ask the questions he should ask, and Mu Hua couldn't kill him.

"Ha ha ha ha~~, if you want the courtyard core, go find it yourself." Occam laughed strangely again.

The courtyard core is actually a fragment of the world. It is the embodiment of those broken worlds.

It's like a kind of certification. The ownership of these broken worlds only recognizes the courtyard core, not people.

And if you want to gain control of the courtyard, you don't have to stab the courtyard master, but you have to obtain the courtyard core, replace those courtyard masters, and re-certify the courtyard core.

Either put it on your body or hide it somewhere in the courtyard. Because the courtyard core must be within the courtyard, more often, those courtyard masters who return to hell from time to time will hide the courtyard core in the courtyard.

No matter where they put the courtyard core, if humans can't find the courtyard core, even if they suppress Occam like Mu Hua, these courtyard masters can still fight with humans endlessly.

And this kind of fight is actually not good for the courtyard master. Generally speaking, if they really can't get any advantage from humans, they will hand over the courtyard core.

After all, even if humans dominate the courtyard, they can also go to the maze area to lie down. If there are more people in the courtyard and the people who dominate the courtyard are more wasteful, they can get a lot of emotional energy from the courtyard.

This is the process of human occupation of the courtyard in most cases.

However, there are normal ones, and naturally there are abnormal ones, such as Occam. He is now eager to bite a few bites on Mu Hua. He also wants to entangle with Mu Hua and see Mu Hua in trouble.

If he can't get away from Mu Hua, he will commit suicide and return to hell. He will come back to find trouble with Mu Hua again. If he can't beat him, he can harass him. It's not so easy to defend against him in such a large courtyard.

Similarly, in such a huge courtyard, you can dig as hard as you can to find a hidden core of the courtyard, whether in the sky or underground, in the sea or in the mountains, or in dead trees and rocks. Obviously, it is not a problem that can be solved in a year or two.

"No discussion?" Mu Hua calmed down and said patiently.

"Go and discuss it with Ockmillen!" Ockham laughed strangely.

"It was an accident." Mu Hua explained.

"Heh..." Ockham sneered.

"Really, I was so bad at picking my feet back then that it could crush me to death with just a move of its toes. Ockmillen's death was an accident." Mu Hua said seriously.

"Heh..." Ockham's mouth showed contempt. Have some shame, Ockmillen has only been dead for a few years? He just watched Mu Hua and the king quarreling.

"Really no discussion?" Ockham's reaction made Mu Hua frown. The other party had crossed the lord class and was not afraid of death. He really couldn't do anything to the other party.

"What do you think? Hehe, I think we will definitely spend a long and happy time together in the future." Occam's expression became more and more evil.

Even though Mu Hua is strong now, many things will become different if the offense and defense are switched.

"Are you sure there is no room for negotiation." Mu Hua's face darkened.

"No negotiation!" Occam grinned.

"..." Mu Hua was silent, and his mood changed for a moment.

"Hey, hehe, how about we discuss it again." With a far-fetched smile on his lips, Mu Hua frowned, scratched his head, and spoke again.

Damn, he was angry, but the core of the courtyard was a big problem. Compared with digging all over the world, Mu Hua felt that he could put his face aside for the time being. . .

"..." Occam was stunned, and then an indescribable sense of satisfaction came over him. He won!!!

Well, although his house was demolished by Mu Hua, and although he could be stabbed in the back at any time, when he saw Mu Hua's character, Occam inexplicably felt that he had won! (End of this chapter)