Chapter 1326 Fossil Museum

"So, there must be another entrance and exit here?"

Meng Chao looked up at the pipe they fell from, "We fell from above, and the pipe from 3,000 years ago should still be intact.

"There must be passages around, connecting other areas of the Holy Mountain Temple, so that the mourners can send the funeral objects of the deceased here."

"Yes, we really shouldn't waste time here."

The wolf king showed a greedy look, "The bones here are fragmented, and the largest is no bigger than the size of a palm. The initial rank must not be very high, and they are just funeral objects for ordinary soldiers.

"In other areas deep in the temple, there must be more complete and high-level bones, weapons, armor, and secret medicines. They are the burial objects of heroes praised by countless war epics, and they also received the greatest ancestors. We, a full three thousand years or even longer blessings.

"The totem power contained in the burial objects of these epic-level powerhouses is at least a hundred times that of the pile of tattooed bones in front of us.

"That is the most wonderful legacy left to us by the ancestors!"

With the help of the faint phosphorescence emitted by the tattooed bones, the two groped carefully on the bulkhead.

Over the past ten thousand years, the bulkhead of this "bone warehouse" has been scratched by the sharp edges of the bone fragments, leaving countless criss-cross and fine scratches.

It was like the soul of a ferocious beast hidden in the bones, roaring out of the bones when there was no one there, leaving thousands of paw prints on the bulkhead.

However, with ultra-high-precision perception, Meng Chao quickly found four straight marks ten times thinner than a hair among the chaotic paw prints.

The straight traces are interlaced, forming a box with a height of more than three meters and a width of two meters.

There is a height difference of half a hair between the bulkhead inside the box and outside the box.

"Found it, this is the gate!"

Meng Chao pressed his hands against the bulkhead inside the box, and first pushed it outward with all his strength.

The door didn't budge.

After pondering for a moment, he slightly folded his palms together, turning his palms into two suction cups, and clinging to the bulkhead.

The palm spat out spiritual flames, burning up the air between the palm and the bulkhead, making the space between the two "suction cups" and the bulkhead a vacuum.

Afterwards, he took a lunge, his spine writhed like a dragon, and he pulled back violently.

Sure enough, after a moment of stalemate, he heard harsh scraping sounds from behind the bulkhead.

Accompanied by a difficult tremor, he sucked out the two-three-meter-square door from the entire bulkhead, and there was a gap between the door and the bulkhead that was big enough for an adult to squeeze through.

Behind the gap is a dark passage.

There is still a faint draft, but it seems to be able to penetrate the indestructible totem armor and blow directly into the cracks in the bones of people.

Meng Chao and the wolf king shuddered at the same time.

And when this draft blows to the pyramid of bones behind the two of them.

The bone fragments that were still bouncing around, making a chaotic "click, click", all fell silent.

Even the ferocious flames lingering in it dimmed a bit.

It was as if, there were a few ferocious big guys dormant at the end of the passage. Ordinary beasts would be terrified and silent when they smelled their breath.

Meng Chao and the wolf king looked at each other.

The two each grabbed a bone fragment, crushed it into powder in their palms, and used the magnetic field of life to arouse the most violent totem power in the bone powder, and then lifted the flaming bone powder toward the depths of the passage.

The burning bone meal illuminated the corridor like daytime.

It also illuminates both sides of the corridor, as if using bone fragments as tools to carve murals.

The dense murals depict the fierce battle between ancient Turan warriors and totem beasts.

Like mourners recording their proudest feats for the dead.

Although the brush strokes of the murals are very rough and even childish.

However, the simple, brutal but captivating power hidden in each stroke still makes the ancient Turan warriors and totem beasts in the murals ready to come out.

The ancient warriors and totem beasts, dripping with blood, bruised, bone spurs and even their internal organs, seemed to be standing on both sides of the corridor, staring at Meng Chao and the wolf king as if they were lining up to welcome them.

And when the two of them stepped onto this corridor that didn't know how long it was and where it led to, they found that there were countless clusters of arrows and animal teeth densely embedded under their feet.

Although the feet of both of them are covered with a liquid metal-like substance.

The arrow clusters and sharp sharp edges from the animal teeth still followed the soles of their feet, pierced through the spine, and pierced the brain.

The Wolf King told Meng Chao that this was also the Turan burial custom three thousand years ago.

Among the funeral objects of the deceased, in addition to the spoils of war and bravery, there are also fragments of weapons he used.

The mourners will inlay extremely sharp weapon fragments on the ground of the holy mountain temple.

Every step a latecomer takes is like walking on a forest of swords and swords. He must concentrate his spirit and control his body precisely in order to reach the ancestor spirit smoothly.

This is both a test.

It is also a very effective method of cultivation.

Indeed, the left, right and top of the head are murals that seem to have life.

Under the feet are arrow clusters and animal teeth that can pierce the armor and the soles of the feet at any time.

Meng Chao's nerves were highly tense, and he felt more mentally and physically exhausted than walking through a real battlefield.

As they gradually walked into the depths of the tunnel.

The draft is getting stronger and stronger.

It seemed to be the sound of roaring, roaring, howling, moaning, broken tendons and bones, tearing desperately, and devouring thousands of years ago.

The highly abstract warriors and ferocious beasts on the mural jumped up and down, dancing frantically, and even scrambling to break free from the shackles of the two-dimensional plane, turning into three-dimensional runes, eager to jump on Meng Chao.

On Meng Chao's body, the power of the totem that had just been absorbed from the bone fragments also began to move.

Innumerable traces of fierce souls overflowed from his boiling blood, like tentacles breaking out of the shell, trying to turn him into something completely different from the people on earth.

Meng Chao couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

If we say that the "Jackal" Kanus in the previous life transformed into the "Doomsday Demon Wolf" after receiving the inheritance from the Holy Mountain.

What will the self in this life transform into after receiving the inheritance from the Holy Mountain?

The wolf king who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

"Shua!"

He raised a cloud of bone powder again, turning into dozens of colorful fireworks in mid-air.

With the help of fireworks, Meng Chao found that they had walked out of the corridor and came to another warehouse that was ten times larger than before.

No, judging from the shape of the funerary objects displayed here, rather than a warehouse, Meng Chao would rather call it a museum—a museum dedicated to displaying large ancient beast fossils.

On Meng Chao's left hand side was a gigantic skull of a ferocious beast.

Judging from the three big horns arranged in a Chinese character shape, emitting black light, and thicker than Meng Chao's thighs, it looked like a fossil of a Triceratops.

But it is at least three to five times larger than the Triceratops on Earth.

Just the two black eye sockets are more than half a meter in diameter.

It is really hard to imagine, when this ancient ferocious beast was still alive, how huge its eyeballs could be.

And can the fierce light that blooms from such eyeballs completely tear the resistance will of carbon-based creatures to pieces in an instant?

On Meng Chao's right, there was a string of vertebrae that looked like giant pythons or even dragons.

Although there is no head.

But the diameter of every joint of this giant python exceeded Meng Chao's height.

On the top of the joints, there are sharp spikes that look like swords. The spikes are full of small holes. It is not known whether they are used to bleed the prey or inject deadly venom into the prey.

Meng Chao estimated with his naked eyes that the length of it exposed to the phosphorous fire alone exceeded 50 meters, and it circled a full circle along the bulkhead of the "museum".

The spine hidden in the darkness, let alone how many knots there are.

Compared with this ferocious beast, those python-like monsters making waves around Dragon City have almost turned into stunted earthworms.

This stuff is like an express train going straight to the deepest part of hell!

Under the light of the swaying phosphorous fire, there are countless gigantic fossils, revealing the tip of an extremely ferocious iceberg.

All the fossils are like the bone fragments just now, crystal clear, smooth as jade, faintly exuding the texture of the perfect fusion of spar and metal,

Moreover, the surface of the fossil also grows mysterious, complicated, beautiful, and natural patterns that are flying and dancing, forming mysterious totems one after another.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The chains wrapped around Meng Chao's arms trembled violently.

The surfaces of the two "skull breakers" were also shrouded in two groups of faint red lights.

This was the instinctive reaction of his nerve endings before the brain issued an order, sensing the huge energy contained in the fossil and the undisguised killing aura.

These gigantic fossils have obviously been displayed here for at least three thousand years.

However, the indescribable deterrent force released from their bones still gave Meng Chao an extremely strong sense of oppression, as if they would be resurrected at any time.

However, while his nerves were stretched to the limit, there was another voice, a desire, from inside Meng Chao's body.

Drive him like a moth to a flame, step by step towards or even walk into the fossils of ancient fierce beasts, open the arms of the totem armor, release the magnetic field of his life, let his soul and the power of the totem contained in the fossils of giant beasts, Perfectly blend together, transfer the totem that originally grew on the giant beast fossils to your own armor, skin, flesh, bones, and even bone marrow. In this way, inherit the power of the giant beast and become a monster with the ability to destroy the world. A capable humanoid beast!

Meng Chao tightly covered his heart.

Even through a solid breastplate.

He could feel his heart beating more and more violently.

"Oops, oops.

"It's a heart-pounding feeling!"