Why does digging one's own grave sound so strange?
Throughout the ages, Chris is probably the only person who can do this kind of thing.
Chris originally wanted to come to Thorn Ridge and try to use the newly learned forbidden spell. Since his second brother brought it up, he could only agree: "Okay, let's go and take a look now, but there are all kinds of things designed by Caesar."
This kind of mechanism, do you know how to crack it?"
Andulu curled his lips and said: "When you were building the tomb, you left many clues from your past life. It is estimated that only you can solve the mysteries of those mechanisms."
"Can it be cracked with brute force?" Chris asked tentatively. "Suppose an outsider discovers the tomb and they can't unlock the mechanism, so they want to use brute force to enter the secret room to obtain the sacred relics."
Andulu said quietly: "I advise you not to do this."
"Why?" Chris was very puzzled.
"Because when the tomb was built, a teleportation circle was placed in each secret room. Once the outside mechanism was destroyed, the magic circle would be activated and Caesar's body and the three holy relics would be teleported to other tombs.
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"Uh..." Chris wiped the sweat from his forehead. He really didn't have the patience to go to every corner of the continent and search hundreds of tombs to find the other two holy relics.
The two dragons walked side by side and came to the former thorny jungle.
Even after more than a year, the land here still looks scorched black.
It took them a while to finally find the original chain.
Chris grabbed the iron chain and used a little force to pull up the stone slab covering the entrance to the tomb.
A dark rectangular hole appeared in front of them, a cold breath emitted from inside, and dark green moss grew again on the slope.
"Second brother, please stay here for now. I'll be back as soon as I can." Chris returned to his human form and slid downwards.
"Be careful, don't fall into the trap you set."
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Entering Caesar's tomb for the second time, Chris's mood was completely different from before.
Ever since he found out he was Caesar, he always had a weird feeling.
Chris walked about twenty meters and entered a dark corridor.
A blazing flame lit up in his hand, illuminating the entire passage and dispelling the coldness around him.
Chris walked forward in a swaggering manner. After walking seven or eight meters, there was a familiar wooden door standing in front of him. It was lavender in color and exuded a strange aroma.
A lifelike dragon is carved on the door, with its feet stepping on auspicious clouds.
There are eight large characters written on both sides of the wooden door: "Caesar's Tomb, strangers are not allowed to enter."
Ah!
I'm here to rob my own tomb.
Chris scratched his palm with his nails, letting the bright red blood flow out and smeared it on the dragon-shaped relief.
It didn't take long for the relief to turn a coquettish red color.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon's body lit up with three colors of light: gold, white, and purple, and a "click" sound came from behind the door.
Chris estimated that this wooden door was actually a small magic circle that could only be activated by dragon blood.
After entering the gate, Chris came to a vast hall, about the size of half a football field. The dome was inlaid with countless blue-green fluorescent stones, and the cold light emitted illuminated the hall.
There is a green pool in front, with countless green algae floating on the water.
A stone arch bridge connects the two banks, and there is a small pavilion on the other side of the pool.
Chris strode to the bridge, walked forward slowly, and reached the other side safely.
When Tina and I came here last time, there were piranhas living here, but now they can't be seen.
When we came to the small pavilion, there was a circular stone table in the middle, surrounded by four cylindrical stools.
There are chess sets on the table, and the place is still the same as when Chris left.
Oh no, the red chess piece that Chris moved last time has now returned to its original position, and the stone gate that was raised at the beginning has also fallen down.
This time, Chris moved Black's piece instead, allowing Black to win.
After he made the move, a "rumbling" sound came from his ears.
A stone door rises from the wall on the left, revealing a passage.
When Chris and Tina came last time, it was the right side that rose.
Sure enough, only he can solve this kind of trap. But Chris quickly thought of another person in his mind, and that was Princess Shirley.
Will she be a time traveler like him?
Chris shook his head, got rid of unnecessary thoughts, and walked toward the left passage that just appeared.
I don’t know which holy relic is placed here.
After walking for more than ten meters, Chris saw another magnificent door. It was made of red stone and was as hot as fire. If you get closer, you can feel the scorching heat.
On both sides of the door stand two stone elephants of strange beasts covered with scales, with horns on their heads and sharp fangs exposed in their mouths.
There are fourteen raised stones on the door, arranged in two rows, seven on each side, about the size of a palm, and the surface is very smooth.
The second line is blank, and the first line contains seven square words: "Which company is better at learning excavator?"
Obviously, this is another element from the past life.
When he first saw these things, Chris was so excited. He thought Caesar was a senior time traveler, but he didn't expect it to be him.
Things really are unpredictable.
Chris wrote his answer with a pointing pen.
In an instant, the ruby-like door began to shake, and then slid open to both sides.
In front of you is a secret room, about a hundred square meters in size, with a huge circular stone platform in the middle with a purple coffin placed on it.
At each of the four corners of the secret room stood a stone man, wearing very heavy armor and holding a two-handed sword.
"Strange, why is the layout here exactly the same as the other side?" Chris touched his head, "Who is lying in this coffin?"
He walked to the stone platform, stood on tiptoes, and pushed down the coffin lid with a gentle push.
The coffin was empty, there was nothing.
Chris murmured: "It seems that I was very cautious back then, for fear that my body would be dug up."
Not only did the second brother build hundreds of tombs, each of them may have three tombs and three coffins.
Even if an outsider guesses the correct burial site and is lucky enough to enter one of the tombs, there is only a one-third chance of seeing the skeleton.
And if you see an empty coffin, people who come here will mistakenly think that this is not the resting place of Caesar.
This calculation is really shameful.
I even admire myself a little bit.
With the last experience, Chris knew how to find the buried holy relics.
He immediately released four fireballs, hitting the stone man in the corner.
With a loud "boom", the four stone sculptures hit by the fireball exploded into pieces on the ground in an instant.
There are no memory crystals this time.
The unbreakable glazed armor automatically disintegrated from Chris's body, lingering and flying throughout the tomb.