The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha! Chapter 567 - 50: Dusk and Dawn

When they walked out of the ruins, it was just twilight.

"Why don’t we rush in now?"

"We didn’t say we wouldn’t rush in."

"I an why not now! Not imdiately! Not right away!"

"Adelle, calm down. Lucy is inside, do you think you can do better than Lucy?"

"I know she’s in there, but aren’t you all here? Can’t all of you together do better than Lucy?"

"Magic isn’t arithtic, Adelle. If you don’t understand the trick, more people going in will have the sa result. We need a little ti."

"But you’ve already wasted a few days!"

"Yes, a few days. Do you expect us to crack what Krimasha researched over tens of thousands of years in just a few days? We’re just over a hundred Liches, and those who designed this could number in the hundreds of thousands. Do you think it’s feasible?"

"Then what should we do?" Adelle was nearly exploding as he shouted, "But you’re Liches! Can’t you handle this re human stuff? We don’t even know what Jones has encountered inside. He..."

He couldn’t finish his sentence, because he suddenly turned around. He saw Jones’s half face vaguely appearing from the tunnel of the ruins.

Yes, half a face. It was twilight, not night yet. Adelle was still wearing the Silver Moon Armor, while Jones and Dora had already lost theirs inside the ruins.

The two of them stared at each other, and all the Liches around were stunned.

"You... how did you get out?" Adelle stamred.

"Can’t I co out?" Jones asked.

Beside him, Dora and Andrew also poked their heads out.

And yes, Lucy, who had turned into a spirit form, said, "Please bring a new skeleton, thank you. The old one broke. Find a taller one this ti, but without too thick hand bones. I don’t like thick hand bones."

"Okay..." William replied, dazed, and then walked away.

"And us. Bring us two sets of fitted Silver Moon Armor. We need to get out," Jones added.

"At your service, City Lord," the Wood Elf standing by the side bowed gracefully and then hurried away.

"Damn," Adelle sat down weakly, then slowly laughed, "I thought sothing had happened to you. Scared to death. Why did it take you so many days to get out?"

"Because sothing really did happen," Jones said, spreading his hands.

"Sothing really happened?" Adelle quickly got up from the ground and rushed into the dark tunnel, hugging Jones tightly. "It’s good that you’re alright, it’s good that you’re alright. You really scared . If sothing happened to you, I wouldn’t know what to do."

"What do you an what to do?" Jones sighed, "If sothing happened to , you all need to keep moving forward. Giant Snake City is a thousand tis more important than Jones Dracula."

"Brother, I don’t think like you," Adelle said seriously, after releasing Jones from the hug, "I think you’re more important than Giant Snake City. Really, if we lose Giant Snake City, we can build another one. If I lose you, I lose my dear brother."

"But we still have Belle and the others, right?" Jones smiled helplessly.

"It’s not the sa. At least, not entirely the sa," Adelle spread his hands.

The Silver Moon Armor was soon brought over. Jones and Dora both put on the armor and walked out of the tunnel.

The sun had already set, leaving only a faint red glow on the horizon, so there seed to be no need for it anymore.

Joining Jones in walking out of the tunnel were Lucy and Andrew, Turuk, of course, as well as Adelle who had just squeezed into the tunnel.

All the Liches’ eyes fell on Andrew and Turuk, the two unfamiliar faces.

"Jones," Lich Aileen asked softly, "Who are these two?"

Jones looked back at the trembling Andrew, smiled and said, "Arrest them."

For a mont, everyone at the scene was stunned. Andrew and Turuk’s faces turned pale.

"Arrest the two of them," Jones repeated his command.

Instantly, a large number of dwarves, elves, and Silver Moon Armored Blood Clan mbers rushed up, pinning Andrew and Turuk to the ground.

"You can’t do this! You can’t do this! Jones! We had an agreent! We had an agreent! This is betrayal!" Andrew struggled and shouted, being pinned to the ground.

"No, I did not betray the agreent. On the contrary, I faithfully fulfilled it." Jones crouched beside the tightly pressed Andrew, his face expressionless. "Did you forget? Our agreent was only valid until we stepped out of the ruins. Now we are dealing with the latter part that was not defined in our agreent. Who exactly should possess what we brought out from Krimasha Relics?"

A group of dwarves and elves, plus so Blood Clan mbers, Andrew might still be able to handle. But if a bunch of Liches were watching around, making any move would be suicidal. Helpless, Andrew, sweating profusely, could only say in a low voice, "Let... let go, I can be your right-hand man, really. I can help you study Krimasha’s secrets. You... you will need soone like . I understand Krimasha very well, I’ve been preparing for many years."

"I will never let you be my right-hand man, never. Because I don’t want a right-hand man who can betray at any ti. Your lack of contractual spirit still makes despise you. Andrew." Jones gently patted Andrew’s face covered with dirt and sand, then slowly stood up. "I need you to help study the things we brought out from Krimasha, but I will lock you up. This is to ensure you concentrate on the research, to prevent you from continuing your dealings with the Queen, and also to make sure you fulfill another agreent. The first two agreents were ti-limited, you will win back your freedom through hard work. The last agreent, however, is indefinite. If you don’t keep secrets, even if he doesn’t deal with you, I will. Do you agree?"