Chapter 157: A Skeleton Key

Chapter 157: A Skeleton Key



"You wouldn't understand." Terry said in anger and took a step away from Adam. "In here, worthless genius is the bottom of the barrel, and I am sinking fast."

"So, they sent you here because you're worthless?" Adam asked. "To get you culled?"

Terry gritted his teeth and nodded. "It ain't the first time. This is my third time in here."

"How've you survived so far?" Adam asked.

Terry laughed. "With luck. Amazing Luck."

"Explain it further; it looks like we still have time." Adam said, and sat on top of the tombstone, looking around the foggy cemetery. "The skeletons aren't here yet."

"We should hide!" Terry shouted. "This Culling lasts for ten days! Ten fucking long days!" "Can we leave earlier if we kill all the Singing Skeletons?" Adam asked.

Terry looked at him like he was looking at a fool.

"Yes, but that's easier said than done. They're very strong, even if they aren't the strongest kind!"

"You can hide, only after you've explained how you survived." Adam crossed his arms. "Go on."

"I was lucky, alright!" Terry shouted. "In my first Culling, I got the Black Locusts as the monsters and the arena was a big forest. So, I hid through the ten days!"

"What about the second Culling?" Adam looked at him. "What happened there?"

"I was again lucky!" Terry scratched his hair. "I got the easiest monsters possible-a group of rabbits! And the arena was a huge meadow. I just relaxed and enjoyed the view."

"That's indeed lucky." Adam said with a chuckle.

"Singing Skeletons are loud as they are always singing and slow, so we can get through this Culling if we just keep hiding and running!"

Terry said impatiently, hoping to get Adam to join him.

"Please, we still have time to find a place to hide."

"You know a lot about these monsters." Adam said, looking carefree.

"I am good at studying, that's it!" Terry said. "It's the only reason why I haven't been expelled yet."

"You said your name is Kingston, correct?"Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

"Yes, so?"

"Is your father Markus Kingston, perhaps?"

Terry looked at him in surprise. "You know my father?"

"Know? No, but I've heard about him. Markus is one of the best archers in the New World. It has been said that he can hit a target from over a mile away with perfect accuracy."

"Yeah, he sure is awesome..." Terry sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Unfortunately, I didn't get his skill with the bow. I've got good eyes for details, but my aim has always been terrible." "Don't fret over it; just try to find something you're good with."

Adam jumped off the tombstone and walked to the center of the cemetery, but then came to a quick stop as soon as the fog cleared ahead of him.

There was a strange hole at the center of the cemetery. It was shaped like a keyhole, but the key would have to be gigantic to fit it.

"Eh, what do you mean?" Terry asked, still trying to cough the rest of the smoke from his

lungs.

"Are you still afraid?" Adam asked with a smile.

"Eh?" Terry looked at him and noticed something strange.

He didn't feel scared anymore.

"T-that actually worked? What?"

"No, haha." Adam shook his head. "The fear is a fickle thing. All you needed was a

distraction."

"Oh..." Terry looked at him in amazement. 'That prank caused me to totally forget about the

Culling-he is amazing.'

"Now, listen." Adam wrapped his arm around his shoulder. "We're not going to hide or run. That's some pussy shit. Instead, we're going to kill those skeletons!"

"How?" Terry asked.

"Are you a good runner?" Adam asked.

"Y-yeah, I think so." Terry nodded.

"Fine, the plan is this..." Adam whispered in his ear.

Terry's face paled after hearing all of it. "You're crazy."

"If we do it correctly, we can return by the time the bell rings for the morning classes."

Adam said, smiling.

"Ah..." Terry sighed and nodded nervously. "Alright, I'll do my best..."

"Good..." Adam patted him on the shoulder and looked at the foggy sky. "It looks like it is

about to start."

A key made out of skeleton parts fell from the sky, stabbed through the cloud layers, through the fog, and landed at the keyhole in the middle of the cemetery.

The ground shook.

CLICK!

With a loud click, the key turned ninety degrees, and strange music began to play from the

depths of the earth.

It sounded like there was a music box buried in the ground.

At that moment, skeletons, one after another, rose from the ground, and their mouths clicked together in a musical harmony.