From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals-Chapter 550 Needed Help

"There's no time," she muttered through gritted teeth. Her mind raced. She couldn't stop now. She needed to act, needed to get out before more of the Black Bulls came to investigate. Her fingers scrambled to the pouch on her hip, pulling free a small, glowing crystal—the item storage device she had seen used before.

She pressed the crystal against Ty's skeleton, her movements frantic but precise. The black bones shimmered and, in an instant, vanished into the crystal's gleaming depths. She felt the weight of the skeleton disappear from her hands, and with it, a small measure of the burden that had been crushing her chest since the fight began.

With Ty's remains safely stored, she scooped up Blue's unconscious form, cradling the tiny figure against her chest. Blue snuggled deeper into JJ's hold, a soft snore escaping her lips, the fairy blissfully unaware of the chaos unfolding around them.

JJ's eyes flicked to the bodies littering the floor—the tattered armor of the Black Bulls unmistakable, their insignias torn and burnt but still visible. She gritted her teeth. They weren't done yet. More would come. She needed to be smart.

Her gaze darted around the room, her mind working through the possibilities. She moved quickly, dragging one of the dead guards toward the door. She tore the armor from his corpse, her hands slick with blood as she worked.

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With a swift motion, she attached a thin wire to the armor's chest plate, pulling it tight before securing the other end to a small fire trap she had scavenged from another guard's belt.

The trap was crude but effective. The moment someone stepped into the room, the wire would snap, igniting the explosive. It wouldn't kill them all, but it would create enough of a distraction.

With the trap set, JJ backed away, her heart hammering in her chest as the sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor. They were coming. She pressed herself into a shadowed corner, her breath shallow as the first of the Black Bulls rounded the corner, their weapons drawn. Explore new worlds at novelbuddy

The leader, a tall, scarred man with a jagged axe slung over his shoulder, stepped forward, his eyes scanning the carnage before him. "Spread out. Find whoever did this," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

One of the guards stepped forward, his boot catching the wire. JJ barely had time to brace herself as the explosion tore through the room, the blast sending the Bulls flying backward. The leader let out a guttural roar as he was thrown against the wall, his armor scorched and smoking. The chamber filled with the acrid smell of burning flesh and blood.

JJ didn't wait. She slipped out of the alcove, her movements swift and silent as she darted through the entrance. The smoke from the explosion shrouded her escape, the dying screams of the Black Bulls fading behind her as she sprinted down the stone corridor, Blue still cradled in her arms.

Her shoulder throbbed, each step sending fresh waves of pain coursing through her body, but she couldn't stop. Not yet. The cold night air hit her like a shock as she emerged from the crypt, her lungs burning from the effort. She glanced back once, seeing the distant glow of fire and smoke rising from the entrance.

Her pace slowed as the adrenaline began to wear off, her legs trembling beneath her. The blood loss was making her lightheaded, her vision swimming as she staggered down the dirt path. She clutched her wound, feeling the warmth of fresh blood seeping through her fingers.

"There's a town nearby," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "Five minutes. I can make it to the inn, get patched up."

Her mind raced as she pushed forward. She had to keep moving. She had to stay ahead of the Bulls. But her thoughts drifted back to the moment that had led her here. The research, the rumors—whispers of a skeleton that had been seen in the mountains on the day Ty arrived.

She had followed the trail, tracked it to the Black Bulls' stronghold, only to find it guarded by men more dangerous than she could have anticipated.

And now, with Ty's skeleton safely tucked away in the crystal, she had something they wanted. Something they were willing to kill for. But she wasn't about to let them have it.

She stumbled again, her vision darkening at the edges. The inn was close—she could feel it. Just a few more steps. She'd get treated, lay low for the night, and be back in time for the board meeting.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice, low and menacing, cutting through the silence like a blade.

"LADY, where do you think you're going with a wound like that?"

JJ froze, her blood running cold as she turned to face the figure standing in the shadows. The dim moonlight barely caught his form, but the faint glow of his spectral chains flickered ominously around him. He stepped forward, his features calm, almost serene, with none of the hostility she expected.

"LADY, where do you think you're going with a wound like that?" His voice was smooth, not threatening, but with an edge of curiosity.

JJ tensed, clutching her shoulder tighter. The pain was growing unbearable, and the blood loss was making her lightheaded, but she refused to show weakness. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the man before her, her mind racing through possibilities.

"Who are you?" she snapped, her voice sharper than she intended, though weakened by exhaustion.

The man stopped a few feet away, lifting his hands in a show of peace. "Xuán Wěi," he introduced himself simply, his eyes briefly flicking to the blood soaking her cloak. "I was patrolling when I saw the trail of blood. Thought there might be a killer lurking about."

JJ's breath hitched. Her eyes darted toward the shadows around them, paranoia creeping in. "I'm fine," she said, though her voice faltered.