Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 793: The Sleeper

Xia Fan originally thought it was just an ordinary long table. After all, most of the furniture in the patio is made of stone. There is no sense of disobedience to the table in the center of the room until Fei Laiton mentioned him. Realized that this table might not be ordinary.

"You guessed it right. As expected of the mistress, you can find such a tasteful tomb." Mr. Three Eyes's tone was full of intoxication, "Hiding in the mountains, you will never be caught It disturbs peace easily; the surrounding is a place of miracles like miracles. Anyone who looks at it can be a lifelong conversation! If this news reaches Silisti, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire kingdom!"

The Salvation Cult found the escape tower according to prophecy, decades ago.

Doesn’t this mean that the West polar blood race crossed the vast mountains long ago and arrived here independently?

Xia Fan turned his gaze to the sarcophagus. What he is concerned about now is another question, "Mother Stitch, is it now lying in this sarcophagus?"

Hua Lin nodded slightly, "The key of the zodiac did not point to other places, proving that this was the last tomb found by the mistress. After the blood race enters long sleep, life will also stagnate, so as long as there is no external interference, she should now Still sleeping."

"Ahem...The external force you mentioned, I can't guarantee other places, but this is an area where evil is flooded, and the tide of evil erupts almost every other month. Are you sure that no one will disturb the mistress?" Xia Fan reminded kindly.

The two were taken aback.

It took a long while for Felayton to react, and his expression changed dramatically, "Evil flooding area?"

"Yes. The evil harassment an hour ago is not an accident, but a normal state."

In fact, it was not because the power supply of the escape tower was reconnected, so that the brightly lit patio area greatly contained the evil spirits. The seventieth floor is still a dangerous depth, and it is basically impossible for people to stay permanently.

Princess Twilight and Feleton looked at each other, rushing to the sarcophagus, completely lost their previous joy.

"His Royal Highness Hua Lin, can you open it?"

"Let me see... It seems that the sealing method is the highest blood seal, which needs to be lifted with primitive blood."

"No signs of damage were found. Perhaps the evil spirits did not notice this tomb. Your Highness, I will leave it to you to unblock it."

"Well, even if we have nothing to ask the mistress for help, she can't continue to fall asleep in such a dangerous place." Hua Lin exposed her fangs, took a bite on her wrist, and then smeared the overflowing blood on Cover the coffin. The blood flowed along the groove, and then emitted a faint red light.

This means that the spell is still maintaining its effect.

Xia Fan was also slightly surprised. As an evil occupier occupying the area, the aura of the living should be quite attractive. He didn't expect that after nearly a hundred years, the evil spirits didn't even have the idea of ​​hitting this tomb. Is there any miracle of preventing the forces of Chaos from Mother Stitch?

After a while, the princess said in a deep voice, "The seal is open."

"Please let me come." Feleton first bowed deeply to the sarcophagus, then buckled the sides of the coffin lid and took a deep breath, "It's rude!"

When the voice fell, he lifted the palm-thick cover plate carefully and placed it beside the sarcophagus.

Xia Fan originally thought that there would be visions such as black air overflowing, or roars such as "Who would dare to disturb my sleep," but the result was calm and nothing happened.

Hua Lin took a step forward, leaned over to look at the bottom of the coffin, then took a breath, and covered her mouth in surprise, "How come..."

"What happened?"

Xia Fan followed two steps. At this moment, his curiosity was greater than the idea of ​​avoiding suspicion.

When he saw the scene inside the sarcophagus, he was also stunned on the spot--the inside of the coffin was not empty, nor did the angry mistress of the blood family exist, and there were two dry bones in the narrow stone path. Judging from the degree of weathering, the owner of the skeleton had passed away a long time ago, and there was no possibility of waking up after a long sleep.

A lot of questions suddenly came to Xia Fan's mind. Valley

Why are there two people in the sanctuary of the blood family?

Will anyone in this be Stitch?

If not, where did she go?

But no matter what, this can at least answer one of his previous questions-why the evil spirit didn't patronize this place. Because for the latter, there is no sign of any creatures.

"Think control, think control!" Xia Fan yelled several times in his heart.

This time the other party finally did not continue to be silent, "I am here."

He didn't even bother to ask what it was doing before, "Do you have an image record of this house? Hundreds of years ago."

"Storing images is a very capacity-consuming thing. If it is not for the records related to the safety of the escape tower, it will be kept for up to five years, so this part of the record must have been deleted." Sikong replied, "But I remember, A team of people indeed visited the escape tower more than a hundred years ago. They did not take a special train, but came here on their own."

A hundred years ago, was a group of people here?

Hua Lin suddenly stretched out her hand and took out a glass bottle from the bones.

The blood in the glass bottle is still crystal clear, as if it had just been separated from the body.

"This bottle of blood is pointed to by the key of the zodiac." She murmured, "It should not be wrong. It is the primitive blood on the mistress, and it is one of the purest blood sources."

"Then you mean... the mistress has fallen?" Felayton said in disbelief~IndoMTL.com~she...was she victimized by evil? "

"If it's evil, the sarcophagus can't be kept intact, right." Xia Fan interjected, "In addition, does the blood family have a custom of storing their own blood separately before going to sleep?"

Hua Lin shook her head.

"That's it. This blood is placed in the sarcophagus, obviously not for future generations to unlock the seal." He pursed his mouth and thought, "Since the original blood is needed to open the sarcophagus, it means finding the bottle. The person with blood must be the direct descendant of the mistress. This bottle of blood is not so much a funeral, as it is specially prepared for descendants..."

Princess Muye was shocked.

She raised her head, "Prepared for us? Could it be...there are other institutions in this room? Feleton!"

"Yes." Mr. Three Eyes also cheered up and began to search in the hall. Soon, the two made a new discovery-on the wall far from the sarcophagus, they found an obsidian mechanism similar to the key of the zodiac. It is like a bowl, embedded in four bronze dragon pillars. But this time, Princess Twilight's blood failed to inspire the preset spells on the mechanism.

The answer is obvious.

Its requirements for blood limit are so high that it has surpassed Stitch’s royal descendants.

"His Royal Highness..." Felayton looked at Princess Twilight.

The latter hesitated for a long time, finally nodded, unscrewed the glass bottle in his hand, and let the blood containing the magical breath flow into the black jade bowl.

After a while, red lines appeared on the wall. They are intertwined, forming dozens of lifelike murals.

"This is..." Xia Fan raised his eyebrows.

He realized that the content in the mural was exactly the message that the man in the coffin wanted to leave—a final life about the sleeper.