Chapter 1122 Death Coffin

Inside the Golden Palace, the light was surprisingly dim, and of course this did not bother Xifa.

He snapped his fingers, and the torches and lanterns in the palace were lit up.

The light suddenly became brighter.

It can be seen that there is a thin mist floating here, and the faint white mist permeates, making all the scenes in the entire space feel unreal.

In this palace, Xifa saw the throne made of skulls for the first time.

The throne is made up of countless skulls, most of them human, but there are also some beastial or alien skulls.

At the front of the two armrests, the skulls that look like humans are extremely huge, like the heads of giants.

Just below this throne of skulls, there are bones kneeling down.

They all worshiped that throne, as if they were worshiping the non-existent 'Death'.

These bones are all dressed in ancient Balam's costumes. The closer the bones are to the throne, the more gorgeous the clothes and decorations are.

"Those are nobles."

Freeman introduced next to Xifa: "They are nobles of the empire, with prominent status, and they voluntarily died here."

"They believe that when the 'Underworld Emperor' returns, their souls will be redeemed and they will live peacefully in the 'Underworld Emperor''s divine kingdom forever."

Xifa walked through the bones, and under the guidance of Freeman, he came to the vicinity of the throne.

Freeman followed the throne and said, "The entrance to the underground area is right below."

"I can only go so far, I can't go any further."

Xifa nodded: "Wait for me here."

After finishing speaking, his figure turned into an invisible wind, and got into the underground area through those gaps.

Enter the underground area.

Xifa immediately felt an invisible, heavy breath.

In the dark, you can hear the sound of 'wheezing, wheezing', as if someone is breathing.

Sifa reorganized into a figure in the darkness, releasing crimson fire crows one after another, making them fly around him.

This both illuminates the surroundings and acts as a layer of defense.

Seeing through the light of the fire, Xifa saw that there was almost no decoration in this underground area, which was many times simpler than the palace above.

It's like a cave has just been dug and finished in a hurry without having time to decorate.

It can be seen that there is a stone step down from the entrance facing the skull throne, and below the stone step is a cave-like site.

Right in the middle of the cave, you can see rocks nearly two meters high.

These rocks seemed natural, but they were deliberately placed in a circle. In the middle of the circle of rocks, in the firelight, a black shadow suddenly flashed.

Xifa walked forward and found that the ground here was surprisingly clean, without a single bone.

But when he came near the circle of rocks, he heard the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

Last seen.

Just in the rock circle there is a 'man'.

He was wearing the clothes of ancient Balam, which should have been bright and gorgeous before, but now it is not even as well preserved as the clothes on the bones above.

This is probably because its wearers often move around. Yes, the 'people' wearing these clothes are constantly walking and wandering in the stone formation.

It looked like a man, but it was extremely old, as if the body had lost all water, fat and muscle.

This makes it look like a skeleton covered in human skin.

It has few hairs left, and its two gray eyes do not respond to light.

There are almost no teeth in its mouth, and it seems that its teeth have fallen out in a long time.

Its nails are long and bent, like curled up tree branches.

It looks like a 'human' who has lived from ancient Balam to the present, but it is already very old, but the abnormal vitality that does not know where it came from still supports it from completely dying.

It holds a white bone scepter in its right hand. It is about half a meter long and has a certain curvature.

The front end is thicker and the tail end is thinner.

As Freeman described it, it was covered with symbols and a small human face, about the size of a fingernail.

The faces were whispering, taking turns uttering incomprehensible language.

On the top of the scepter, a feathered snake's head was carved, but there was a human face on the snake's head.

It seemed to be the face of the 'Underworld Emperor' Salinger!

As if aware of Xifa's gaze, the 'man' turned his head and raised his scepter abruptly.

The ravings from the miniature faces on the bone scepter suddenly became louder, as if thousands of people were roaring and cursing in turn.

Resounded throughout the underground area.

The power of death suddenly increased, and Xifa, the figure projected by the 'mirror illusion', was inevitably affected.

The corner of the figure's clothes and nails were quickly stained with a layer of gray, as if he was going to die immediately.

At the same time, Xifa had a terrible feeling of wanting to kneel down and worship, wanting to be enslaved by that scepter.

He immediately resisted these influences and feelings, and waved out a crimson fireball the size of a human head, shrinking in layers.

boom!

Fireball explodes.

Waves of fire surged up, engulfing the figure. Immediately afterwards, the figure holding the 'Death Scepter' was thrown up, but did not fly out of the stone formation.

Because there are many iron chains locked on its body, these chains directly locked the bones on its body, and then pulled it back from mid-air.

The 'man' who fell to the ground didn't care about the burning flames on his body, which were difficult to extinguish.

It stood up again, and held up the scepter, letting a layer of gray light spread across its body from head to toe like a tide.

Wherever the gray light passed, Sifa's flames were immediately extinguished, and she died immediately.

At this time, the 'man' swung the scepter around again, and the scepter released a nearly invisible mist of mist, and the mist vaguely turned into an insubstantial coffin.

On the lid of the coffin was a bone, and the bone stretched out his hand to lift the lid, exposing the inside of the coffin.

Xifa suddenly turned around, and by the time he realized it, he was already lying in the insubstantial coffin.

Seeing the lid of the coffin close quickly, darkness descended immediately.

He tried to struggle, but he died quickly without any response.

In the underground mausoleum, Xifa had already severed contact with his figure.

"It's terrible."

"No wonder Freeman refused to go down."

"Even an angel can't face that coffin."

"Once it is sealed in, it will immediately usher in death."

"However, at the moment of capture, it should be possible to use the 'Mist Substitute' to avoid it."

"It's just that I wasn't ready just now."

"You can try again."

Xifa took a picture of the 'Box of the Old Days', and projected a Sequence 2 figure again.