The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 17 The Holy Grail of the Yellow King

"Don't drag me!"

Chen Jing looked back subconsciously, and saw the skeleton monster wearing a small raincoat lying on his back, hugging him tightly like a koala, not daring to let go for a moment.

"I can't run anymore! Come down quickly!"

Chen Jing ran desperately while scolding helplessly.

"You dragged the monster into our community and I didn't say anything! At this time, you still add weight to me! You are afraid that I will not die fast enough, right?!"

"Save me, save me, save me!" Xiaokulou yelled like a repeater, and this sentence was the most clear from the beginning to the end.

Seeing its trembling and terrified appearance, Chen Jing sighed and stopped scolding, mainly because he felt that scolding was useless...

"Catch up, catch up!" Little Skull suddenly shouted again.

In fact, Chen Jing didn't need to be reminded by the little skull, Chen Jing could feel the human being approaching him quickly, because the pattering sound was getting closer!
He dared neither turn his head nor slow down.

Can only run desperately.

Until he saw those people crawling all over the outer wall of the community...

"Don't say that you recruited these dozens of people."

Chen Jing stopped in his tracks helplessly, and looked at the people surrounding him in all directions, feeling extremely complicated.

Kui Nan was still in the building and did not come out.

It is obviously unrealistic to want her to run out to save the scene at this moment.

From another angle.

Chen Jing felt that he was going to die.

"No...not..." Xiaokulou started to stammer again, with a faint cry, "No... I don't know... where they... come from..."

After all, Xiaokulou seemed to feel guilty, and suddenly let go of his hand and jumped off Chen Jing's back.

"I'm sorry..."

"I... try my best... to distract..."

"Sir...you run away..."

Hearing what Xiaokulou said, Chen Jing was a little dumbfounded.

He felt that the idea of ​​this skeleton bastard was stupid and naive, how many of these dozens of people can you distract...

"Don't rush... calm down first..."

Chen Jing said as if talking to himself, looking left and right, eager to find a way out.

But the current situation made him a little desperate. Seeing people surrounded in all directions, it was obviously unrealistic to escape on two legs...

"I can only gamble..."

Chen Jing's heart beat uncontrollably fast, because he already understood that no one can be relied on now.

Whether it's the seemingly invincible grandfather or the newly-acquainted boss Kui Nan, they are all unreliable, at least there is no chance to rely on them now.

Now, at this moment.

You can only rely on yourself.

"This... this is... a relic..."

The little skull looked at the holy grail that Chen Jing took out from his arms, and the fire of the soul kept beating in the hollow eye sockets.

"You know?" Chen Jing held the Holy Grail tightly, as if holding his last hope.

"I can... smell it..." Little Skeleton murmured, "From the lost ancient days... the things that have been lost to the present..."

Chen Jing smiled calmly and said nothing, looking at the holy grail in his hand, he only hoped that it would be as recorded in the reward details.

"It's hard to get rid of that boring life...I'm not willing to die like this..."

A trace of unusual and rare ferocity flashed in Chen Jing's eyes, looking at the people who kept coming towards them from all directions, he just wanted to fight again.

Standing still is not his style.

After all, in those video games he loves to play, even if the character he plays is dead, he has to drag a few backs desperately, and even if he can't pull them, he has to find a way to disgust them...

"It needs the user's blood... No wonder there is a copper thorn in the cup..."

Chen Jing looked at the bloody thorn in the Holy Grail, gritted his teeth and pressed his thumb on it.

It seemed that he hadn't controlled the force well, the sharp long thorn almost touched the bone, and the severe tingling pain hit in an instant, followed by a bone-piercing burning sensation.

Chen Jing could feel that something was draining from his body.

"Sir... are you... all right..."

The flames in the little skull's eye sockets kept flickering, and there was an undisguised worry in the tone of his speech.

He saw that Chen Jing's face turned pale almost instantly, and the breath of life was rapidly fading, even the beating of the heart was no longer as strong as before.

At this moment, Chen Jing felt like a seriously injured patient, as if he was only one step away from death...

at the same time.

Those people who kept surrounding Chen Jing and the little skull stopped all their movements without warning.

They are like beasts that have been threatened by some unknown threat. From the "big"-shaped crack on the torso, hoarse growls began to come out continuously.

"No wonder the old man won't let me use this kind of thing..."

Chen Jing could sense the changes in his body, and his eyes were filled with helplessness as he was so angry.

But if he didn't use it now, he would lose even the chance of surviving. He might be the first one to fail the exam.

"How much more do you have to absorb before you give up..." Chen Jing gritted his teeth and stared at the holy grail in his hand.

At this moment, the hourglass-like cup body has begun to vibrate continuously, and those twisted and weird metal patterns emerging on the surface gradually changed from the dull brass color at first to gradually brighten up like LED light strips.

As the Holy Grail absorbed more blood, the light became more dazzling and people couldn't look directly at it. Even Chen Jing and the little skull had to turn their heads away.

And amidst this dazzling yellow light, the Holy Grail trembled more and more, and even Chen Jing almost couldn't hold it.

"This relic... so powerful... I've never seen it in the wasteland..."

The little skull said fearfully, his thin and withered body trembling unceasingly.

This burst of light from the Holy Grail of the Yellow King almost set off the fire of soul in his eye sockets like a candle in the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

"First... sir... you... are you okay..."

At this time, Chen Jing had no intention of paying attention to this skeleton boy, he was almost in a state of being on the verge of coma, the tearing pain in the depths of his brain made his consciousness start to become chaotic.

I don't know if it was hallucinations due to excessive blood loss, or if the Holy Grail really caused some unexplainable mystery.

Amidst the tinnitus caused by the violent tremor of the Holy Grail, Chen Jing heard an ancient chant clearly.

That is not Chinese.

But he can inexplicably understand the meaning of each word.

Is it a hallucination...

Chen Jing looked at the huge phantom that emerged from the Holy Grail in front of him, and felt that the bruised night sky was covered by its tattered yellow robe.

"In the lost church of Kakosha..."

"No one mourns the passing blank past with silence..."

"The resting stars disturbed the waters of Lake Harry..."

"And the ancient prophet sleeping in the lake..."

(End of this chapter)