Under the gold coins, there were pieces of broken and decayed corpses. Obviously, these were the remains of the people who came here before them.
Khadgar lowered his head and took a closer look. This skeleton, with almost no muscle tissue visible, was wrapped in rotten leather armor and had passed for an unknown number of years.
"It seems that there was a melee here." Khadgar analyzed, "and they were not finished at the same time."
"What does that mean?" Cook said disdainfully.
"I mean, some of these guys have been dead for a long time, even hundreds of years; but some of them have just died, and their bodies haven't even rotted much," Khadgar replied.
Cook was more proficient in studying corpses than Khadgar, but he still wanted to hear what the old man would say next.
"It looks like they all died miserably."
"No, that's not what I meant." Khadgar shook his head, "What I want to know is, who killed them..."
"Don't they look like they're killing each other?"
"It's okay to kill each other, but no one will survive to the end every time, right?" Khadgar said the key. "If someone survived, why didn't he take the treasures away?"
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"What exactly do you want to say?" Hearing this, Cook also frowned.
"Look, these two corpses are very problematic!" Khadgar pointed to the two corpses aside.
They still maintained the posture of piercing each other's bodies with swords until they died. One of them had his mouth wide open and looked like he was so frightened by the horrifying scene before his death that he screamed wildly.
On the other corpse, only fragments of hair remained, with a few strands of hair attached to the bare skull.
"This warrior is obviously much older than the other warrior!" Khadgar frowned, "They don't look like people of the same era at all!"
At this moment, powerful mana fluctuations came from the patterns around the hall, and even Dion, who had the weakest mana, felt it.
"No! Get out of here quickly, there is danger here!" Khadgar shouted first.
"No one is allowed to move!" Cook suddenly shouted and ordered, "What are you afraid of? I came here just for the treasure of the palace. Now that the treasure is right in front of you, are you still afraid of those ridiculous mechanisms?"
Khadgar and Dion looked at each other. Although their reason urged them to leave quickly, their greed took root under their feet and they still stood there.
After the shock, a platform with stairs slowly rose from the jewelry at the other end of the hall. On the platform lay a mummy, which was also wrapped in a pair of armor.
"What is that? Better equipment?" Cook didn't hesitate and rushed over with gold coins and gems.
The mummy on the platform was dressed in military attire, with well-made boots hanging on both sides, and there were a few strands of cloth on them that looked like trousers.
The breastplate lay crookedly on the chest, and there was a torn silk shirt underneath.
Underneath the mummy was a royal-style robe, which covered most of the platform.
The armor on the legs was scattered and slanted there, just like the bones there, as if something had broken them together.
"What is that?" Khadgar's eyes were fixed on the armor itself. Apart from the uneasy dark red dye, he didn't notice anything else.
"This is a ritual." Cook, who has studied these things, explained, "The neck of this mummy faces north, but his helmeted head has been chopped off and completely separated from the body. In this way
The way is to ensure that his roaring will not cause any more trouble."
"And the mana spells carved on the walls around it are also used to suppress the dark energy in its body, but..."
At this point, even Cook shook his head, as if something had affected his train of thought.
"So who is he?" Khadgar was puzzled by Cook's vague words. "Is he a noble?"
"Noble? Humph, how is that possible!" Cook suddenly shouted.
He pointed to the red breastplate on the chest of the mummy, "This was once a terrifying demon lord! I have only seen these things in records about Batuk!"
"Blood God of War?" Upon hearing Bartuk's name, both Khadgar and Dion subconsciously took a step back.
"How is this possible? Why is Bartuk here..."
"Of course he is not Batuk himself!" Cook said harshly, "but it must be related to Batuk."
Batuk, that name that can make a child stop crying.
The guy who once almost ruled Sanctuary by himself, and was even afraid of the demons he summoned. Even though he has been dead for a long time, his bad reputation still makes future generations fearful.
"Demon summoning?" Dion thought of Chen Hao for some reason, "That is indeed a very powerful magic..."
"We should stay away from him." Khadgar's body trembled a little, "Cook, you said you only want the treasure here."
"That's right, I didn't die here." Even though the hill-like clay troll was standing next to him, Cook couldn't help but retreat.
As a senior necromancer, the more I know, the more I am in awe.
However, they did not notice that the eyes of the paladin who had been silently following the two of them were glowing red at this moment.
"Let's collect these treasures first." Cook ordered, then pointed to another small pile of gems, "You are the elder, I allow you to collect the treasures over there."
"Thank you, nephew Cook." Khadgar grinned almost to his cheeks after hearing this, "When I see that girl Kasha, I will definitely convince her to marry you."
"Kasha? Ha, I don't think that woman is of any use to me."
"No, nephew Cook, Kai'Sa is different from before!" Khadgar tried his best to promote his niece, "She is very lucky. The equipment she wears is either dark gold or rune language, and the worst ones are bright gold. Not only that.
In this way, she has also mastered several sets of rune language combinations, and she is definitely qualified to be worthy of you."
"Oh? Really?" Cook became interested after hearing this, "If that's really the case, then I can indeed consider it."
Just as the two were bargaining for Kasha, a "click, click, click" sound suddenly came from all directions.
Khadgar straightened up, and a mummy came into his sight.
"This is..."
The zombie warrior was slowly approaching him, its empty eye sockets making people shudder.
"Nephew Cook, look behind you!"
Before Cook could turn around, the loyal troll swung his palm and crushed a zombie warrior.
The guys who died in the hall before, whether they were corpses or skeletons, now stood up one after another and moved towards the living people in the hall.
"Oh, I finally know why no living person walked out of here before!" Looking at the undead warriors standing up one by one, Cook frowned, "I should have thought that they have already become one of them.
"
"￥%...@!" Khadgar yelled a spell, and the skeleton closest to him melted instantly in the flames.
But soon, the flame on the top of Khadgar's staff also extinguished at any time.
"My spell..." Khadgar's face changed greatly, "Nephew Cook, my mana is greatly restricted here..."
However, Cook ignored this foreign "uncle" at this time. He took the staff and pointed it at Dion who ran up the steps at some point. He shouted: "Dion, you bastard, give it to me.