Within the alternate space, several pools of blood splashed across the street. An arm hacked into more than a dozen pieces lay mixed with the blood, along with an arm-blade.
On the steps beside the street, Lone Skeleton's faceplate was cracked, and the center of his chest had caved in. Shattered armor was embedded in his flesh like scales, while several bent ribs jutted out around it like blooming flowers.
"I am Lone Skeleton, Lancelot."
Lone Skeleton spoke in a thread of breath. He did not want to die in tonight's major event like some nameless underling.
In fact, Lone Skeleton had worried needlessly.
Su Xiao cleaved off Lone Skeleton's head with one slash. He took a dart-shaped syringe from his storage space and flicked it into Lancelot's corpse. Never underestimate this thing. The blood-drawing needle looked small, but it was actually high-tech and could draw roughly 300 milliliters of blood in a single use.
Alert: You have killed Lone Skeleton. You have obtained 2.71% World Source.
Judging from the amount of World Source obtained, this enemy was at least small-boss level. Yet killing such an enemy had not yielded a Treasure Chest.
Su Xiao clearly felt that his luck had been mediocre lately. He could not help worrying that if his plan went smoothly and he successfully killed the Solar Lord, would a Treasure Chest fail to drop then, too?
If even a major boss like the Solar Lord did not drop a Treasure Chest, that would be a serious problem. At that thought, Su Xiao was even more eager to turn his luck around—in other words, to catch Lady Luck.
After wiping the blood spots from his arm with a damp towel, Su Xiao put on his clothes and the alchemist's white robe.