"What international joke are you kidding?" Justinian almost collapsed. He thought he was fearless after experiencing time travel, but what happened now completely subverted his three views.

He was already convinced that he was already dead. Floating in the air, he was watching Alexius III and his guards throw his body into the secret room, but he could do nothing.

"Your Majesty, do we really want to leave here now? If I were to search now, I might be able to capture Muzphius." His captain of the bodyguard was hesitant about the order given by Alexei.

But Alexei III said impatiently: "I don't have time to wait. If I continue to stay here, there is a risk of being discovered by the Crusaders at any time, and sooner or later those Turks will find out that something is wrong. Leave here now and sail from the sea.

Go to Thessaly." Although Justinian declared that he would be captured by the Latins if he went there, the mean and unkind Alexius III was not willing to go to Nicaea at all, because it meant that he would completely lose the opportunity to make a comeback.

Chance.

"Take away all the valuables inside, including gold coins and gems, and leave everything else alone." Alexius III gave the order even though he was feeling a little sad. Even though the artworks and antiquities of the empire in the treasury were priceless.

, but as he was preparing to flee in a hurry, he could no longer control it, and he had no time to turn these things into gold coins that could make mercenaries work for him.

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the guards walked into the secret room. They were loyal veterans brought out by Alexius III. They were also experienced in the battlefield, but they couldn't help but feel frightened when they saw the bloody scene inside.

The Turks who were hit by arrows were like hedgehogs, and every gold coin was stained with their greedy blood.

Despite this, the guards did not dare to neglect and transported out all the gold coins.

"Where are the corpses?" Looking at the dead Turks and Justinian lying in a pool of blood, Alexios III's captain of the bodyguard asked.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Alexei's cold eyes fell on him, making him suddenly feel terrified.

"Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing? Put them all in the secret room and don't touch them." Alexei III still felt reluctant to part with the royal antiquities that could not be taken away. These were the inheritance of the empire for thousands of years.

The treasure, when Constantinople was besieged by the Crusaders brought by the Venetians, he finally took it away on the Genoese smuggling ship, but now he had to give up.

After everything was quickly prepared, Alexei III nodded with satisfaction.

And Justinian was staring at him, but he couldn't do anything. He didn't understand why this insidious man was so decisive and risked the notoriety of killing his allies. Now he was equal to Rom.

The Sultan broke his skin, and once the Turks outside discovered the murder taking place inside, the castle would not be able to withstand it for long.

It was impossible for them to escape from here without being noticed! Justinian stared at Alexius III's every move and wanted to know what medicine the other party was selling in the gourd.

At this time, Alexei III slowly walked into the secret room and walked to a corner, where there was an inconspicuous silver wine glass. Compared with other precious treasures in the secret room, this simple wine glass was worthless.

But Justinian immediately noticed something was wrong. The next moment, an unexpected scene happened. Alexius III turned the wine glass. It was not an ordinary silver wine glass but a cleverly disguised mechanism.

Just hearing the sound of mechanical rotation, another secret door opened in the secret room, and a long tunnel stretched underground in front of him.

It turned out that this was the hidden trump card of Alexei III. He had long known that the Turks could not be trusted, so he was the only one who knew about this tunnel.

This castle seems unremarkable, but in fact it was the palace villa of Emperor Manuel the Great. The tunnels here were actually built by Manuel I at the expense of giving the Genoese trade privileges. This has always been

It has always been the secret command post of Emperor Manuel's counterattack against Anatolia. However, with the disastrous defeat of Mileosephalon, the emperor's ambition was not fulfilled, and this place was completely forgotten by people. Instead, it became a subjugated king.

What an irony in the place of death. Alexius III and his guards walked into the tunnel carrying gold and silver treasures. Justinian couldn't help but wanted to follow, but was bounced by an invisible wall.

You can't go any further when you go back.

Justinian, who witnessed this scene, murmured to himself unwillingly: "Are you allowed to escape so smoothly?" He really couldn't swallow this breath. He died in such a useless way and had no chance to show off his skills.

There is no way to go back to the original world.

"Damn it, even if you give me another chance, you bastard, answer me quickly, you didn't bring me here just to die!" Justinian knew it must be the cause,

He fell down and roared sharply at the unresponsive locket. Justinian, who was already desperate, could only put his last hope on this strange locket. He never thought that he was accidentally caught.

Sent here.

And at this moment, as if in response to Justinian, the original locket suddenly flashed a strange light. The light stung Justinian so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and he was instantly swallowed by the light.

, and when he opened his eyes, he was in a space shrouded in white light.

"Where is this?" Justinian asked subconsciously, even though there was no one around him.

But at this moment, a young voice answered his question. "The inside of the Ark of the Covenant, the space of spiritual elements, relied on this power to transport you here."

The stunned Justinian took two steps back and couldn't believe his ears. The amount of information was too great, and what he encountered that day was so magical that he couldn't believe it was real.

"What the hell are you...?"

"Unfortunately, I am not a ghost. To be precise, you are. I am the Ark of the Covenant, the body of the locket that brought you here." The childish voice replied.

"Then send me back quickly!" Justinian roared excitedly. Coming here is simply the worst thing in his life. He doesn't care what kind of mess the other party is now. He just wants to go back. If not

Because he couldn't find the source of the sound, Justinian had already pounced on it.

"It's a pity that I can't send you back now with my strength." The childish voice had no emotion and directly rejected Justinian's request.

"Then you sent me here to die?" His heart trembled after receiving the reply, and Justinian gritted his teeth and asked. He tried to stay calm, although he was annoyed that the other party broke his peaceful life and caused him to end up like this.

, but my intuition tells me that there seems to be a turning point.

"Of course not. At least I am barely satisfied with your performance, so I can give you a chance. And you will no longer have nothing. I can provide you with some minimum help." The other party's voice was as childish as a child's.

, but there is an unquestionable coercion and condescension. It gave Justinian an opportunity, but Justinian also knew that it was not free.

"So, what are my obligations relative to that?" Justinian asked vigilantly. The other party must have some kind intentions that he would not accept, but despite this, he actually knew that he had no room for bargaining.

In the white light, the voice sounded again, stating his conditions. "Look for my fragments. There are six more lockets like that. Find them. When I have complete power, I can send you back.

"

"Deal!" Justinian agreed to the other party's request without hesitation. Although he could not go back immediately, it was still better than death. He increasingly felt that this thing calling itself "the Ark of the Covenant" was very strange, even though it was immature.

His voice sounded harmless, but thinking with his toes, he knew that the other party deliberately asked Alexius III to kill him to force him to submit. Without weighing the pros and cons, Justinian could only choose to agree.

As soon as he said his words, the "Ark of the Covenant" in the white light reacted.

"The contract is signed, your soul now belongs to me." Suddenly the voice turned cold.

Before he even had time to react, Justinian felt a huge suction pulling him violently, causing the world to spin.

"call--!"

Opening his eyes again, Justinian stood up suddenly and took a deep breath of the long-lost air. He, who was already dead, came back to life from a pool of blood. At this time, he felt like he had just come back from hell, subconsciously

After touching his chest, Justinian discovered that the originally horrific wound had healed.

Simply incredible!

At this time, the sound came from the locket he was still holding in his hand again.
Chapter completed!