Chapter 3627 Mural
The drilling work went very smoothly. In just over an hour, the disassembly tools were installed at the four corners of the tomb door, and the most powerful adventurers worked together to pull it out.
With a muffled roar, the tomb reappeared in the world. The dark and deep tomb passage was like a giant mouth, ready to swallow any rude person who dared to break into it at any time.
If in the ancient times, Arad continent, it is estimated that every human living on Arad continent would treat this mausoleum as a holy place. Not only would they have to pay homage every time they passed by from a distance, but they would at least stop and look at it. , please pay attention.
Moreover, the tomb must be heavily guarded and protected at all levels to ensure that the monarchs of the Peruvian Empire would not be disturbed by outsiders.
But as time goes by, this former majesty, and the seemingly immortal honor at the time, are slowly dissipating and gradually lost.
The adventurers waiting aside showed excitement and nervousness on their faces as they faced the dark tomb passage.
As adventurers, they are excited to satisfy their adventurous heart.
Facing this tomb, they were nervous about the dark, mysterious and dangerous environment inside the tomb.
Although only a little bit of the name of the Perus Empire has been destroyed by time, as the strongest country in the Arad continent, its grand mausoleum specially built for the monarch must have hidden great dangers. This trip is not easy. To say that it was a narrow escape from death is not much different.
But risks and opportunities coexist. Although everything in the tomb belongs to the young people in front of them, in fact, they have never thought about taking anything from it. What they long for is the possible rewards after the trip is over. How many.
It is said that this young man not only has a close relationship with His Majesty, but also has considerable assets and is generous in spending money. There are vague rumors that as long as this mission is completed well, the young man will not treat any participant badly.
Even if he dies in battle, as long as the young man is alive, the family members of the deceased will receive extremely high pensions.
This is the reason why they, a group of capable adventurers, eagerly enlisted in the team.
I did not immediately order the adventurers to enter the tomb passage, because the newly opened tomb was filled with a rich unknown gas, and the oxygen content was extremely low. I had not yet awakened the power of my bloodline, but my body was still that of a fairy, so I could not withstand low oxygen. The impact of the environment, not to mention this group of ordinary humans.
If they step into the mausoleum rashly, even if they are not unconscious due to lack of oxygen, their abilities will drop by 70%.
I don't want to have to rely on myself to solve the crisis when danger comes, while others become onlookers or lambs to be slaughtered due to lack of oxygen and other factors.
After letting the wind blow for about half an hour, I called the experts and put the white mice prepared in advance.
The experts skillfully took out a dozen white mice, tied them with ropes, and put them into the tomb passage.
Although the mice also showed fear, nervousness, uneasiness, and even unwillingness to cooperate when facing the tomb passage that was like a mouth of an abyss, but they had no choice but to use special methods to repel mice, forcing the mice to Feeling in danger, Zhizhi screamed and rushed into the tomb passage.
The first batch of white mice rushed about a hundred or ten meters, but no sound was heard and no movement was seen.
When they were pulled out, they found that most of the mice had lost their vitality and lay limply on the ground. A few of them were unconscious and would twitch from time to time.
"Poor little guy," one of the experts said expressionlessly.
I always felt that the way he looked when he said this was like a person in power looking down at the untouchables who could have their lives taken away at any time.
I don't like this attitude very much, but I also know very well that for humans, especially humans who specialize in scientific research, mice and the like are just test objects that they can use at any time, and their value is equivalent to cheap experimental materials.
In any laboratory, there are countless ghosts of mice and other experimental materials. They are full of resentment, waiting for one day to pay the most deadly revenge to the "god" who destroyed their lives. .
Of course, the above are just my personal malicious thoughts.
As for souls, they do exist, but I have never seen them. Well, I was wrong. I have seen two. One is the 16th Fairy Queen-Freid Ophelia, and the other is Philed Alexander, as for Philed Rupert, this guy should not be counted. He should have used secret methods to imprison his soul in his decayed body, thinking that he could lead his army of bones by accumulating tens of millions of years of power. , break open the mausoleum, return to the Zephyr Continent, and recreate its former glory.
It's a pity that I accidentally encountered him and not only destroyed his tomb, but also took away his crown.
By the way, that artifact is still in the hands of the Fairy Queen. Coupled with the Moonlight Scepter, her current strength should have surpassed the level of high-level national power, right?
By the way, it seems that the Moonlight Scepter is not complete. It is still missing a long handle. I just don’t know where the long handle is hidden now.
It would be great if the long handle of the Moonlight Scepter was in this tomb.
I thought to myself.
After all, the status of the artifact in the heart of the Fairy Queen is infinitely equal to that of her only true love, her granddaughter.
I believe that with this long handle, combined with the moonlight scepter, it can definitely be used as a key bargaining chip to let Her Majesty the Fairy Queen know which side is the most suitable to bet on.
After more than 40 minutes of air dispersion, the mice were driven away for the second time, and the results obtained were better than the first time.
At least every mouse is in a good mental state, but it's still somewhat affected.
Only in a full state can we get the best results, so I waited patiently for more than an hour. Finally, this time the mouse test satisfied me - all the mice were energetic and energetic. It's almost the same as before I put it in.
"That's enough," I said, and took the lead, leading everyone into the tomb passage.
Light up the magic stone and shine all around.
Against the backdrop of the light, we could clearly see everything in the tomb passage.
On both sides of the tomb passage, dense and coherent murals are carved and painted one after another. The content of the murals is also diverse.
There are descriptions of local customs, the grand scene of a prosperous empire, the illumination of sacrificial bonfires, and the cruelty of hunting and melee.
And in every mural, there is the same character present. The person is dressed in gorgeous clothes, a leather robe, and an official hat. He looks majestic and domineering.
"Who is this person?" I asked curiously, pointing to the recurring person in the painting.
"The Emperor of the Peruvian Empire," the expert said without hesitation. Then, he pushed his crystal eyes and added: "It's just that I can't tell which emperor this is."