I Became an In-game NPC Chapter 38: The sea of skulls above the head
A group of people came to the corner platform, where the first floor is located. The closer to the stone gate where the seal is located, the stronger the slight irritation felt on the skin, as if a certain strong acid has been diluted many times, and it still makes people Uncomfortable.
"I hate it!" The light white jam tightens the sleeves and wraps the exposed white skin as much as possible to avoid the erosion of the mist. "Go back and do skin management!"
Budd rolled his eyes, passed the ladies, walked to the door and took out the stone key in his arms.
In the center of the mottled seal, the small breach still sneered out with black haze, not reaching the level of smoke, but when you look carefully, the vague black is gathered in the air. This is the upper Signs that hadn't appeared when I first came.
Bad did not dare to release the core data link to communicate directly with the outside world, but after checking it, it seems that there is no real keyhole on the door, which can be used to open it. After thinking about it, he squeezed the voucher in his hand and slowly corrected Zhun Shimen explored the center of the seal.
As expected, at the moment when it was close to the extreme, the prompt appeared.
"No.0782 has mastered the token certificate and has the basic management authority of the 20th level five-person copy of The Tomb of Thiras. Will it be activated?"
Forcibly resisted the tingling sensation caused by the palm of his hand being wrapped in the surrounding thick mist, Bud was determined.
Immediately, the nearly worn out seal on the ancient stone gate emits a hazy white light, easily dissipating the black gas condensed in the damaged area, and faintly spread to the entire surface of the stone gate, showing a mysterious and extremely complex pattern.
"This is..."
"Wow! That's amazing!"
several people were all stunned by this gorgeous visual effect that suddenly appeared, and they exclaimed.
"Ancient technology? Or a system? What about the handwriting made by the main brain?" Bud thought instinctively, but immediately his thinking was pulled out, in the white light that gradually became stronger but not dazzling. Throw into Shimen.
About eight hundred years ago, a vibrant biological cluster was born here. They have wise rulers, highly united people, and a more advanced civilization than the surrounding intelligent creatures.
If history goes on like that, it won’t take long for Bud to become a formal kingdom and rule a wider area. However, an evil being in the dark is coveting this place and slowly spreading its greed Come in.
Evil gradually pervades, and the companions who were close and united in the past become strange and alienated. People who lack trust transfer more time from creation to plunder. Hatred, jealousy, and greed are flooding the world, and a powerful country is a little bit stronger. Weaken from the inside out.
At this time, a group of traveling heroes passed by. They incited people who didn’t know the truth. They used their anger at the status quo to gather the army and point the finger at the ruler. The riot went smoothly. The original brutal king was burned to death. The youngest son under the age of three was championed as the new king.
The heroes left with plentiful trophies and a reputation that could be passed down to the world.
But more than ten years later, people discovered that the new king was more cruel and tyrannical than the original one, and more cunning. The terrifying existence that was originally possessed by the old king did not die. Instead, the body was transferred and replaced. Face appeared.
Hope rises and falls! The people who were completely in desperation finally died in despair in the most terrifying and evil super-large magic sacrifice ceremony.
just as the director of all this, after decades of harvesting countless desperate souls of evil existence and satisfied, the original heroes miraculously reappeared, and jointly sealed the original monsters.
Time flies, all traces of civilization at the time disappeared in the smoke and dust, leaving only the huge royal tomb deep underground, protected from earthly intrusions because of the protection of mysterious power.
It was not until Breitnia was rebuilt on the site of the original civilized capital, that the ruins here slowly reappeared in the eyes of the world.
An introduction about the origin of the underground mausoleum. With the appearance of countless broken scenes, Bud's mind returned. At this time, he had a deeper understanding of the goal in front of him.
"Open the administrator authority, open access to the following people, the leaves of winter, happy windmill..."
Bad confidently gave the order, the stone key in his hand trembling constantly, conveying his will to the long-unopened seal.
Only by entering inside can the monsters calm down the vigorous evil aura and temporarily calm the place. In other words, they must get through this instance and destroy the bosses in it.
Of course, because of some reasons, the existence of evil is extremely difficult to be wiped out in the world. The heroes at the time could not do it. The mighty Lord Breitnia could not do it. Of course, Bard and the others could do nothing. , Can only temporarily kill the exorcism of the monster's body, consuming its accumulated power.
The white light in front of him gradually flourished, and there was a faint suction. Bud raised his left hand and signaled the people behind him to be calm and don't resist.
"The situation inside is unknown, the priest prepares for protection spells, the wizard provides more lighting, and the rogue enters the stealth state for the first time." Before his words fell, the whole team disappeared in the blooming light and was sent into Shimen interior.
Budd has a flower in front of him. The boundless darkness and the strange sound of rustling hit him, but only half a second later, the light source summoned by the mage reappeared above his head, and at the same time, a circle of invisible fluctuations moved around. spread.
"Detect!"
Mage skills are also unremarkable. Normally leveling is not helpful, but it is very useful at this time.
"There is no enemy nearby!" The voice of Winter Leaf came from him, confident and stable. The detection magic can expose all unnatural existence, whether it is the state spell applied by the enemy or the undead creatures that may appear underground. .
Happy Windmill moved away the huge shield in front of him, scanned the surroundings, and found that there was nothing in the light range.
The light white jam stopped the protection technique that was about to be issued in surprise, and looked at the half-elf mage who seemed to be a different person, puzzled.
Budd looked around, and a new light source was called out, giving him a wider field of vision.
This seems to be an extremely huge hall, with tall and thick pillars lined up in front one by one, extending into the unknown darkness in the distance, and it is also impossible to see above the head.
"It's not good!" Bud knows that the biggest enemy of the explorer is the inability to see the surroundings. The fog was like this at the beginning, and the underground is the same at this time. The **** mastermind is not for the players. What about adding some light sources?
"Move closer to the wall." He chose to the left and led the team closer to it. It would not be a good idea to be besieged by monsters in the center, so he might as well choose to move forward.
The five-person team moved quickly, and looked more well-trained without unnecessary nonsense.
Even the halfling Nina put on a serious expression, overcame her inner fear, and walked in the darkest position in front of the team, "Around safe, no traps." She touched the wall behind her and started to move. Professional skills, made a judgment.
"Wait, there is a vibration!"
The team stopped immediately, and the four of them looked at Miss Rogue who had the highest perception of the team.
"Not inside." Nina closed her eyes and concentrated on her mind, confirming her previous judgment again, "It seems... from above!"
Budd raised his head with the opponent and looked towards the extremely dark sky. Without his instructions, the Winter Leaf immediately took action.
She gave up control of the three surrounding light spheres, allowing them to swing around at will, focusing on ordering the last small light sphere that had just been summoned to rise rapidly, while the light gradually increased to ensure a clear vision.
Waiting for the naughty ball of light to sway and rise enough, Bud's face changed slightly, and he cursed lowly, "Damn it!"
I saw a trace of black air lingering in the black wall on the top of the cave, and at the same time the mud was surging, as if something was about to rush out of the resulting pan.
"The whole team, accelerate forward, the enemy is preparing to appear from above, the surroundings should be safe." Bud took the lead in pulling the team and ran.
Happy Windmill followed silently, and Winter Leaf also gave up the lighting above, and ran with the rest of the ball of light.
"Although I don't understand, it's always right to follow Bud's words!"
Lost the mental transmission, the light ball that flew to the top dimmed, but the black soil and rocks near it rolled even more, and the barrier that restrained the black air from going out was like a huge film~IndoMTL.com~ but it couldn't stop the outside. The summoned thing pierced through the soil and emerged.
"Ah!" Nina, who was sneaking away, suddenly screamed. Something hit her head, and she rolled to the front. Through the light flashing when the mage approached behind her, she saw that it was clearly A piece of the skull of a young child, so white!
"Speed up!" Bud yelled, holding the stunned rogue with one hand, taking out the piccolo with one hand to his mouth, and playing the accelerating singing of all the members.
Skeleton rain slowly began to fall in the entire hall at this time, and countless corpses buried in the tomb of Breitnia above were summoned inexplicably and dropped from the sky.
Bad originally speculated that there is no corpse of the burial person in the mausoleum, but the pastor's light white jam is more experienced, and the evil existence here has not let go of the rich undead resources above his head.
The real sea of skeletons is about to appear!
Happiness Windmill relies on the weight of the whole body armor to completely ignore the bones blocking the way on the ground, and step on it to grind it into powder, but as the surrounding black air gradually penetrates into the corpse, those white The things started to move, and the neighbors gathered together, trying to assemble a complete body, and more strange and strange creations appeared.
In front of them, the height of the accumulated bones was almost higher than the ankle, and it was still growing, but at the end there was no door to leave.
Bad’s team is in danger, how can he escape this boundless ocean of skeletons that are about to take shape?
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