The surrounding lights cast a pure dark shadow inside, like a surging undercurrent, which gave Cassia palpitations. The movement paused for a time. The stone coffin lid was not heavy, but the friction sound echoed in the space.
It is a signal that awakens something invisible.
The gazes coming from those dragon bones became more solid. Cassia believed that as long as there was sufficient energy here, it was foreseeable that they would all wake up on their own initiative. Sweat was dripping from his forehead, but he didn't know how many times he had thought about it in his heart.
I don’t know if Grote has such a hobby. Why would he choose someone else’s cemetery to hide something? I know this may be a back-up he left behind, but in the dream, Grote didn’t say anything
Let’s go through a little detail about this.
According to Cassia's understanding at the time, all he needed to do was to find this location, and then spend some time to find the entrance. After successfully passing through the maze-like cave network, the second-generation holy sword was quietly inserted into the ground.
Waiting for him to pull it out, and finally take it slowly back to Manoma.
It's just that the reality is too different, and Cassia should have thought long ago how something involving the first generation of Knight King could be as smooth as he imagined.
With a loud crash, the coffin lid was pushed to the ground by Cassia. The sound of the crash caused vibrations, and the slightly bulging blood vessels on Cassia's forehead also beat. He turned on the bright flashlight and saw what was contained in the huge coffin.
Not as much as he thought.
There were no burial objects used for decoration, not even a single piece of jewelry. It might be appropriate to say it was empty, because the items inside did not seem that important compared to the entire huge physical coffin.
There was a bone lying inside. It was much taller than an ordinary person, about two and a half meters tall. Cassia subconsciously thought of Selmer. The color was gray-black, and each bone looked particularly thick, even with the height factor.
Yes, but in Cassia's eyes, it also looked abnormal.
There are many fine black particles falling on the withered bones, which should be caused by the gradual decay and cracking of the armor he wore during his lifetime. A string of necklaces fell on the withered bones' chest and ribs, the only decoration, a piece of white
The thread is worn with two thumb-sized animal teeth. Maybe there will be some breath left on them, just like those dragon bones. But they are dead things after all. For such a long time, Cassia has not felt anything from the two animal teeth.
breath.
Picking up the necklace, you can see that the animal teeth are hollowed out, like a lampshade, and the hollowed out areas are filled with crystal amber. The amber filled with one of the animal teeth has been broken, and the remaining
One is relatively intact. A dark red crystal the size of a fingertip is frozen in the amber.
It is a translucent object that emits a hazy red light under light.
"In the last few stone paintings, those three crystals were obtained through sacrifices?" Cassia recalled, there was not much difference in appearance and shape, and they were still stored in the sarcophagus. "Then this withered skeleton was swallowed by the stone paintings.
That person who is a crystal."
"The other crystal was taken away by Grote?" Cassia looked carefully at the dark red crystal in the middle of the amber, and her perception was amplified a lot at this time. This kind of crystal amber is not an ordinary thing, separated by them
, Cassia only has a visual experience with this crystal.
Next to the dead bones, an ordinary-looking long sword was lying there. It was not much different from the forged steel sword he usually used for training. The only difference may be in the material. Although overall it is more unusual.
It was a dull silver color, but it was obviously not steel. It was another material that he had never come into contact with.
"This is the second generation Holy Sword?" Cassia put the necklace into his trouser pocket, walked to the other side of the sarcophagus, and gently picked up the Holy Sword. It was very heavy. This was his intuitive feeling. An ordinary forged steel sword would be just as heavy.
It only weighs twenty or thirty kilograms, but the weight of this second-generation holy sword is estimated to be as much as his own weight, close to half a ton.
As the sacred equipment of the empire, Cassia originally thought that whether it was the first generation, second generation, or holy sword itself, it would be the ultimate form of pneumatic weapons. However, Cassia did not see any pneumatic movement on the second generation holy sword in his hand.
The shadow of weapons comes.
Except for weight and material, the second-generation Holy Sword is almost the same as an ordinary forged steel sword, and it doesn't even carry a bit of sacred aura.
"Is it because there is no liberation?"
I know some information about the Imperial Holy Spear and Holy Sword from many aspects. As the ultimate cold weapon, both the original body and its imitations have great power. Just like airships, the power level they face is often a complete configuration.
The army seems to have its own prerequisites for using them. Just like if you want to be proficient in using pneumatic weapons, you not only need your own status level, but also need to meet the corresponding standards during the surgical stage. At least Cassia knows that pneumatic weapons are resistant to the arm.
Thermal surgery development associated.
"Perhaps the same is true for the second-generation holy sword. If you want it to be effective in your hand, your own standards and matching knowledge are both indispensable."
Gently stroking the sword body, a cold feeling came from the fingertips. The blade shone with cold light, as if it could cut away the eyes that were looking at it. Cassia turned her head, thought for a moment, and raised the second-generation holy sword awkwardly.
Strike down the sarcophagus with a sword.
There was only a "chi" sound, and the sword cut through the air and the sarcophagus. There was no friction and no sparks. It directly made a smooth gap in it, and half of the sword was completely sunk into the hard ground. If it weren't for
Cassia exerted force in the middle, and the entire sword sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt.
"Boom!" Following this sword strike, a "buzzing" sound suddenly came from Cassia's ears. The air instantly became thicker, almost solidified, and a huge weight appeared out of thin air, pressing down on him.
Although all the intact dragon bones around them do not have complete consciousness now, the destruction of the sarcophagus still touched them.
The eyes converged into a torrent, pushing the air and directly bombarding Cassia's body. The body stopped obeying for a moment and froze in place. It was not until the air gradually dispersed that Cassia pulled out the holy sword and put it aside.
"Huh,,," exhaled heavily, Cassia wiped the sweat from her forehead, and sighed secretly that she seemed to be a little too excited. Normally, she would never do such a thing.
.
He turned his attention to the sarcophagus again. Where the second-generation Holy Sword was originally placed, there was a box with a very modern texture. Cassia recognized that it was a special alloy. Although it was old, the environment inside the sarcophagus had not changed.
Let it show signs of oxidation and decay.
"This is also what Grote left behind." Cassia said to herself, while lifting the suitcase and taking a closer look. The suitcase looked a bit heavy when it was shrunk. It was a standard password box, sealed very tightly, and there were three
In the corresponding card slot, three password cards were half spit out.
There was no mark or explanation on the box. Cassia thought Groot would leave a few words on it.
Or should I say, those words you want to keep are in the box. Pushing the password cards into the card slot one by one, Cassia recalled Grote's words again, and after confirming that he did not have any ill intentions towards her, she pressed the third card.
Password card.
"Chichi,,," several airtight sounds sounded, and a gap appeared from the middle of the sealed alloy box. (To be continued)