As the heavy stone door slowly closes under the impetus of ancient magic, the power of magic travels along the walls and grooves on the ground, forming a closed energy cycle, and the nightmarish world outside seems to be completely destroyed. Isolated.
You can't hear the roar of the guard captain, nor the screams of the injured and dying people, nor the screams and roars of those terrifying monsters. All sounds are muffled by the heavy stone and steel. Blocked, although everyone knew that the block was only temporary, but in this moment of peace, Rebecca couldn't help but exhale a long breath - it would be great if the hell outside was really just a nightmare.
However, the next second, Rebecca shook her hair vigorously, throwing away all the weak thoughts that appeared in her mind. Thick rock and steel cannot bring real long-term safety, but may weaken her will and make her indulge in the temporary illusion of safety. Thinking of this, the young heir of the Cecil family couldn't help but clenched the dim staff in his hand, hoping that this weapon would give him more courage.
The voice of family knight Byron Kirk came from behind: "Lord Viscount, the passage has been sealed, and those monsters should not be able to enter in a short time."
Rebbe Ka turned around and glanced at the loyal knight. The opponent's stainless steel armor was covered with scars, and there was a small dent on the breastplate. An obvious burn could be seen on his short gray-white hair. Traces - those were burned out by Aunt Hetty with a fireball in order to save the knight from a monster. The situation at that time was really thrilling. The fireball almost exploded against the middle-level knight's scalp. If it hadn't been With the blessing of the god of luck, this knight who has been loyal to the family for twenty years may have turned into a corpse.
Of course, Rebecca is not sure whether this is because Aunt Hetty's famous "magic can never hit anyone" is at work...
"Hard work "Now, Knight Byron," Rebecca lowered her eyelids to hide the fatigue in her eyes, "We can at least take a breath." Then she turned back and looked at the few people left around her: Three soldiers were holding torches to guard the surroundings. Aunt Hetty was holding a burning fireball in her hand and carefully looking at the wall at the end of the stone hall. Betty, the little maid who had followed in confusion, was holding on to the one she had taken all the way. The pan, hiding timidly behind the soldiers, was looking at the place curiously with a pair of big, flickering eyes.
Counting herself and the Byron Knight, these seven people are probably the last survivors right now - those who stayed on the surface are unlikely to survive.
After confirming everyone's condition, Rebecca couldn't help but take a closer look at the situation in the stone hall.
This is an ancient place. Cobwebs and thick dust can be seen everywhere in the rectangular stone hall. Some decayed utensils are piled at one end of the hall. Although they are old, they are still You can see their former beauty andLuxurious. On the walls surrounding the stone hall, you can still see well-preserved murals and reliefs. Although the murals have faded and the reliefs are slightly worn, they still do not affect viewing.
Hetty Cecil carefully looked at the murals and reliefs for a long time. Compared with the flashy and frivolous style that emerged in modern times and originated from the northern countries, all the decorations in this stone hall appear solemn and simple, with a clear "First Dynasty" atmosphere, and the murals are used to depict heroic images or customs Favors and reliefs are engraved with scenes that tend to be mythical and legendary and abstract symbols of gods. As a knowledgeable spellcaster, Hetty is very good at interpreting useful things from these ancient pictures.
Looking at the contents on the murals and reliefs, Hetty couldn't help but put her left hand on her chest and whispered: "May the ancestors forgive..."
"Hetty Aunt," Rebecca came to Hetty with her staff. The young girl's face was a little nervous. It was only at this moment that she seemed to finally realize what kind of place she had stepped into, and she became slightly uneasy, " Here..."
"This is the place where the ancestors of the Cecil family sleep," Hetty said seriously, "Don't do anything disrespectful."
Rebecca swallowed and looked around: "It looks like no one has come in for a long time..."
"Since Marquis Grumman took the product from the tomb of his ancestors without authorization a hundred years ago, After taking the holy relics and participating in the rebellion that almost led to the destruction of the family, this place was completely sealed off. Everyone the descendants of the Cecil family knew how to open it, but due to the family's instructions, no one could open it unless it was a matter of life and death. "You dare to come in without permission," Hetty gave Rebecca a deep look, "We are the first people to set foot here in a hundred years."
"Now we have indeed reached that point." It's a matter of life and death..." Rebecca took a deep breath, "Ancestor, will he forgive us?"
Hetty smiled stiffly. She couldn't answer the question, so she had to follow the instructions on the mural. Prompt to continue looking for the mechanism that opens the deep tomb.
She found the special stone pillar without much effort, then put her hand on the top of the stone pillar and pressed it down slightly.
The stone door leading to the deep tomb immediately vibrated slightly, and then the entire stone slab slowly rose upwards with the sound of friction.
But at the moment when the stone door was raised, Rebecca heard a strange sound coming from behind the stone door - a sound of objects falling to the ground came from behind the door, followed closely by An uncontrollable exclamation.
"Is there someone inside?!" Hetty also reacted immediately and shouted in a low voice, "Byron!"
The knight had already grasped the sword tightly without waiting for more instructions. He rushed towards the stone gate, with the other three soldiers following closely behind. Rebecca immediately rushed forward after being stunned for a moment. While rushing, she ordered the confused little maid without looking back: " Betty! Find a place to hide!"
As soon as she rushed into the tomb, Rebecca saw it.The Byron knight who rushed forward was slashing at an agile and petite figure with his sword.
That petite figure rushed left and right around the Byron Knight like a gust of wind, and from time to time turned into a black smoke and escaped into the ubiquitous shadow area in the tomb. She manipulated the power of shadow and Rebecca's agility in footwork was an eye-opener - she rarely saw many stalkers who could contend with the Byron Knight for so long. However, as the remaining three soldiers completed the encirclement, and Hetty blocked the door of the tomb with the tongue of fire in her hand, the agile figure completely lost the space to escape and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace.
When she stopped, Rebecca saw the appearance of the intruder clearly - she was a girl who looked about the same age as herself, but shorter than herself. She was wearing an old leather armor. , has short ear-length hair and a beautiful appearance. Although her face is stained with many stains, she can still be seen as a beauty. The most eye-catching thing is the other party's ears. The ears are pointed, but not as long as those of elves. This is enough to illustrate her bloodline: a mixed-blood elf.
But it is impossible to tell what the other half of her bloodline is. After all, the bloodline of elves is so powerful. Basically, the racial characteristics of humans, orcs and elves are similar.
As soon as the mixed-blood elf girl landed, Knight Byron stepped forward and put his sword on her neck. The remaining three soldiers immediately surrounded her and sealed her with three sharp swords. All the other party's escape routes were revealed.
"Who are you! How dare you break into the ancestral tomb of the Cecil family?!" Hetty strode forward with uncontrollable anger in her voice. For a person like her, As a descendant of a noble family, the fact that the ancestral mausoleum was visited by tomb robbers was enough to make her furious - once this incident spreads, the Cecil family's shaky reputation may be completely destroyed.
Rebecca also stared at the mixed-blood elf. Although she was still a little confused by this unexpected incident, the fact that an outsider appeared in the ancestral tomb, which was a forbidden area, was a big deal in itself. It made her angry enough.
The half-elf girl was held down by a long sword and stared at by Hetty and Rebecca. Her voice suddenly trembled: "Wait... wait a minute! I haven't stolen anything yet!"
The long sword in Byron's hand suddenly pressed down again: "You are so brave!"
As soon as the knight finished speaking, he heard a rattling sound. A strange noise suddenly came from the black steel coffin in the center of the tomb. The strange noise immediately reached everyone's ears, and everyone including Rebecca suddenly fell silent.
After a moment, Rebecca was the first to react. A fireball the size of a fist emerged from the top of her staff, pointing at the half-kneeling half-blood elf in the distance: "What did you do to our ancestors?" What?”
The half-elf girl was really about to cry this time: “Don’t… don’t kill me yet! It’s too much to hold down compared to this coffin board of your ancestors. !”
With the crying voice of the half-elf girl, thatThe sound in the black steel coffin became louder and louder, and even the lid of the coffin vibrated visibly.
"Ancestor!" Hetty's face suddenly turned pale. This lady, who was always known for her dignity and elegance in the aristocratic circle, lost her composure for the first time. "Please rest in peace! Those who disturb you will be punished... ..."
The half-elf girl yelled: "What's the use of nonsense at this time! Hurry up and press the coffin board of your ancestors!"
Three The soldiers looked at each other, and even Byron looked bewildered. But at this time, Rebecca finally reacted, and she rushed to the platform where the coffin was placed. At the same time, the coffin lid had been completely pushed open. , a hand also poked out from the gap.
When Rebecca saw this, without saying a word, she picked up the staff, rounded it, and smashed it down: "Ancestor! Rest in peace!!"
The hand was directly injured on the spot. Smashed back into the coffin, at the same time there was a cry of pain from the coffin: "Who the hell smashed my hand!"
Rebecca looked up blankly and saw her family knight and aunt. And the three warriors all looked at themselves dumbfounded.
Rebecca looked down at the staff in her hand. This time it was her turn to cry: "Aunt, am I a little disrespectful to my ancestors..."
However, Hetty suddenly shouted: "Rebecca! Get out of there!"
Rebecca was stunned: "Aunt?"
"This is possible It's the resurrection of the dead!" Hetty's face turned pale, "Maybe it's the monsters on the surface that have corrupted the sacred remains of their ancestors!"
This possibility immediately made Rebecca break out in a cold sweat, and just before her, When he was about to jump off the platform and hide behind the soldiers, the heavy cover of the black steel coffin was pushed up again - and this time the person in the coffin used all his strength, and the entire coffin lid was pushed directly out!
Subsequently, a man with short light brown hair, a majestic face, and ancient noble clothing sat up from inside.
The half-kneeling half-blood elf girl turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Look, your ancestors have completely faked the corpse this time."
(Double updates on the first day, and then the rhythm of double updates on the next day should be maintained...after all, I am a model with a relatively slow code...)