Chapter 1381 Murals

The thirteen Inhuman examiners all entered the mausoleum, and slowly walked down the stone steps under the faint light.

There were a few Inhumans with dark vision, looking around, observing everything around them, trying to find some useful clues, but they couldn't find anything after looking for a long time.

Su Lamo checked his condition immediately after stepping on the stone steps, and sure enough, he found that his body began to heat up slightly, which was about two or three degrees higher than usual.

This kind of anomaly would not be noticed by the comrades whose minds were full of golden blood, and the strength of the peak second-tier combat power made them not notice these small details!

"The power of the curse, sure enough, as long as you step into this mausoleum, you will be affected by the power of the curse..." Su Lamer's face became serious, and he took out a medicine bottle from his bosom, taking advantage of no one's attention, secretly poured into his mouth.

In addition to possessing a lot of knowledge, Su Lamer is also a master pharmacist. Although there are not many preparations for this kind of medicine to resist abnormal states, and it cannot be provided to three people, it is still no problem to meet his requirements alone.

After drinking the potion, Su Lamo immediately felt a coolness spread from his stomach to his whole body, and after a while, he felt a burst of relief all over his body.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Su Lamo continued to follow the crowd silently, down the stairs.

Xilin, who was walking in the front, was cautious along the way, and he naturally understood that it was not an easy task to obtain the golden blood, and the traps in the ruins before also reminded him that there were all kinds of traps outside. The trap, in the mausoleum, it is impossible to be safe all the way.

When Xilin continued to walk forward, he stepped on a stone step, and suddenly felt a slight sinking under his feet, as if the stone step he stepped on was a loose buckle, and immediately there was a sound of "boom boom boom" bowstring bouncing in his ears .

"Be careful of the trap!" Xilin yelled, and quickly bent down, pulled out a blue shield, and blocked it in front of him.

clang clang clang~

A series of impact sounds sounded, and Xilin found that the durability of the blue-quality shield in his hand had dropped at an astonishing speed. After tens of thousands of years, these ordinary crossbow bolts have already decayed into ashes, how could they still have such great power.

"Ah~"

There was a scream from behind. An examiner was shot in the shoulder by a crossbow arrow. Originally, it was only a slight injury, but he seemed to be fatally wounded. With a scream, his body fell to the side, leaning softly against the on the wall.

After enduring the torrential crossbow arrows, when the durability of the shield in his hand was only eleven points, the surroundings finally became quiet, and Xilin let out a sigh of relief.

The danger passed for a while, and the others hurriedly walked towards the injured companion and examined it carefully.

"It's Sirita, he was hit by a crossbow bolt, and his whole body became stiff, as if there was poison on the crossbow bolt!"

Xilin stepped forward and took a look. The body of this Inhuman companion was like a stone, leaning hard against the wall beside the stone steps. Except for a pair of eyes that could turn slightly, no part of his body could move. up.

"Suramo, come here and have a look, do you still have the potion to remove the abnormal state?" Xilin shouted.

Suramer stepped forward, carefully observed Sherita's state, and said solemnly: "I still have three bottles of potions that can relieve abnormal states, but they are only intermediate potions. Looking at his state, there is hope that he can be rescued." Not big!"

Xilin frowned, and after hesitating for a while, he nodded and said to Su Lamo: "Give him a bottle, if it doesn't work, forget it!"

The amount of potions is limited, and it is impossible to use all three bottles of potions on him alone. Suramo looked at Xilin in surprise. Originally, he thought that Xilin would give up Xirita directly, but unexpectedly, he was still willing to try to save him a bit.

Suramo didn't speak, and directly took out a bottle of light green potion, and poured it into the mouth of Sherita who opened her mouth slightly.

"It's impossible to recover..." Su Lamo thought to himself.

This state is much more serious than petrification. It is the result of the combined effect of toxin and curse power. A bottle of intermediate anti-abnormal state potion is impossible to have any effect.

Sure enough, after pouring a bottle of intermediate anti-abnormality potion, Sirita's complexion only slightly recovered some color, and then, at a faster speed, it turned into iron blue.

The others all looked at Sherita with ugly faces, feeling like a rabbit died and a fox was sad, but no one was willing to give up.

"Go on!" Xilin sighed and stood up and said after seeing that Sherita did not show any signs of improvement.

A group of people continued to walk down the stone steps, while Sirita lay beside the stone steps like a statue.

Su Lamo took two steps, and with a sudden thought, he took out a piece of deerskin, picked up a crossbow bolt through the deerskin, carefully put it into the package, and hurried up.

Many traps were triggered along the way, but this time everyone will have precautionary measures, and some people even used the means of registration. Although the traps behind are more vicious, no one has been caught again.

Finally, a group of people came to the end of the stone steps, and what was displayed in front of everyone was a wider passage.

"Look, there's something on the wall!" Someone suddenly pointed at the walls on both sides of the passage and shouted.

Everyone moved the lighting facilities towards the wall, and soon, wide murals appeared in front of everyone.

The contents of these murals are all scenes of characters and events, connected together, like an epic, telling a piece of history that is no longer known.

"Suramo, come here and see what is recorded on it!" Holding a torch, Xilin looked at it carefully, and quickly called Sulamer over, pointing to one of the murals, and said excitedly : "Quick, look at this pair, is it written on it, is it..."

Su Lamo squinted his eyes and carefully stared at the mural pointed by Xilin. Finally, a look of excitement appeared on his slightly dull face: "This, this is the holy blood bestowed by the gods. The scene of bestowing divine blood!"

All the alien races gathered around and stared at the mural carefully. The content of this mural is a vast field. It seems that there has just been a big war. There are corpses everywhere, all broken weapons and banners. , you can vaguely see the corpses of many monsters, and in the distance, there is even the corpse of a giant dragon lying on the battlefield.

A young man in simple leather armor, holding a long sword, knelt down on the bloody ground with one knee. In front of him, a god with six pairs of twelve wings was floating in the air, holding a trident in one hand, The other hand is holding a shining golden bottle, and it can be clearly seen that in this bottle, a drop-shaped golden liquid is floating in the bottle.

At this time, the god with twelve wings, with a kind smile on his face, handed the two items in his hands to the young man kneeling in front of him, and the young man also had a look of reverence on his face .

Both the god and the young man were shining with light, but this scene appeared on the battlefield full of corpses, but it gave people a very strange feeling!

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