Chapter Fourteen: The Light of the Desolate Night Part One
Quite a few people, when they accidentally discover clues about something, they will tirelessly dig for clues and self-righteously intervene in the matter. In the end, they are surprised to find that this matter has long been buried.
, and now it suddenly rises, thinking that it has gained some treasure, but in fact it has already caused a fatal disaster.
Aranza sighed deeply and decided not to worry about the unreachable secrets of God. In a world with gods, knowing too much is not a pleasant thing.
He shook his head vigorously to throw away the tedious thoughts. At the same time, Aranza waved to Karu and the travelers not far behind him, gesturing for them to follow him and continue to explore the depths of the temple.
However, at this moment, a sound suddenly broke into Aranza's ears. It was the sound of friction between stones, like a heavy stone door that had been covered with dust for a long time and opened against the same heavy floor. However, Alanza, who was alert, immediately
Guessing the source of the sound, it was not the stone door that was opened, but the golden sarcophagus that the group saw just now.
It seems that the former owner of this temple did not welcome Aranza's visit.
Sure enough, when Aranza subconsciously stretched the shining stone in the direction of the golden sarcophagus, at the edge of the light, the lid of the coffin engraved with lifelike character paintings had been mostly opened, and a thin and gold-covered hand came out of the gap.
The middle slowly poked out.
Alan frowned and calmed down instantly. First of all, he was sure that the thing lying in the coffin was definitely not a skeleton, because judging from the hand that was currently stretched out, it was clearly covered with a layer of withered flesh.
.In other words, this is probably a person who was sealed in the sarcophagus, and when Aranza and others entered the temple, they unknowingly touched the seal.
This means that this is probably a living dead who has been sleeping for thousands of years, and maybe Aranza can ask something from him.
The only thing that made Aranza feel strange was the traveler. Although the traveler was far away from Aranza at the moment, he could still hear the sound of its upper and lower jaws tapping together, which was clearly an excitement.
Rhythm.
The sarcophagus slowly opened to one side accompanied by a heavy friction sound. The slow tone seemed to have successfully whetted Aranza's appetite, and he was paying full attention expectantly and vigilantly at this moment.
finally.
At every moment, with a loud "boom", the coffin lid fell to the ground, throwing out a burst of thick dust. And the owner of the hand stood up under the cover of the flying dust.
When the dust receded, Aranza felt suddenly disappointed.
Perhaps the dead silence in the Realm of Silence has spread for too long, so that all those who originally lived in the seal have been wiped out by the long years. The figure standing in front of Aranza and others can only be said to be a special skeleton.
That's it, time has long cast the original soul in this body to other dimensions, and what remains is the walking corpse that wakes up under the rules of the Silent Domain. As for its specialness, it is different from other skeletons.
Outside the skeleton, there is actually a layer of withered flesh wrapped around it, and the body is also covered with gold and silver jewelry, but these decorations are all covered with rust, without exception.
The skull also wears a special-style crown, which is made of pure gold and decorated with rich red. However, the size of this crown is smaller than normal. It looks like it is placed on the top of the skull instead of
It was put on as if the skull would just move and the crown would fall off its head. And that was indeed the case. The skeleton suddenly took a step forward and descended from the coffin, followed by the ping-pong-pong metal.
With the sound of falling, not only the crown but also the various jewelry on the skeleton fell at the same time. They were all damaged and could not withstand the touch at all.
But this small crown also shows the identity of this person. He was a pope of a certain papal church. Only the pope can wear a symbol of power that is similar in style to the king's crown but smaller in size.
It's a pity that the man who once stood at the top of worldly power now appears like this. Withered flesh clings tightly to his skull, his two eyes are long gone, and his upper and lower lips are dry and turned away from each other. The once glorious and wealthy appearance is now gone.
It was so ferocious and terrifying.
Aranza waved her hand to stop Karu who wanted to take action. The eyes of this skeleton did not ignite the ghost fire, indicating that its strength has not yet entered the holy realm. In other words, the strength of this skeleton makes it difficult for Karu to deal with.
It was superfluous and too weak for travelers to deal with. Aranza went up there just to practice her skills.
So when the inexplicably excited traveler wanted to pounce on the skeleton pope in front of him, Carew intercepted it halfway and lifted it in the air with one hand, making it unable to move.
Aranza drew out the Blade of Silence from behind, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly took a step forward, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and drew a dazzling white light from left to right with the blade!
The King's Blade!
This is the only combat skill that Aranza has learned, but it is also a combat skill that he has practiced to perfection. Although the power of a sword has not yet reached the level of killing thousands of armies like the King of Heroes, the command emanating from the sword is
The power of people's hearts cannot be underestimated.
The light blade seemed slow, but in fact it rushed towards the Skeleton Pope quickly. The rules of the combat technique were quite similar to Carew's punch, but Carew's punch came from Carew's own rules, while Aranza's
A sword, but it comes from the sword itself. Aranza only has a superficial understanding of the rules and it is difficult to master it.
Aranza only used the force of this sword, and it was just a test.
However, the Skeleton Pope's response almost made Aranza's jaw drop. It saw it spread its hands forward, and a book composed of magic elements was immediately unfolded in its hands. Then, the Skeleton Pope's mouth moved up and down silently.
, its body swings as if it is singing loudly - it is clearly chanting divine magic!
What makes Aranza even more confused is that a divine light suddenly appeared in the center of the hall. The dazzling light illuminated the entire hall. It seemed to have returned to the past era. The holy and bright atmosphere in the temple was restored by this divine light.
The light spread, and for a moment, Aranza even felt that the sword he swung at the Skeleton Pope was truly blasphemy.
But the glorious scene only lasted for a moment. The divine light condensed into a semicircular light shield in front of the Pope's body. At the moment when the shield was formed, the white light of the King's Sword blade hit it. The result was good or bad. The two powers
Dissipated almost at the same time.
Although they seemed evenly matched, Aranza's hand holding the weapon was slightly hesitant. What had just resisted him was divine light! Real divine light! In principle, the skeletonized Pope and this divine light were nothing to be afraid of.
But Aranza knows very well that since the divine light can still appear in the Realm of Silence, what does that mean?
At this time, Longlong, who was guarding the exit of the temple, was chewing his own tail out of boredom. Since none of the skeletons around him dared to come close, Longlong didn't pay much attention to his guarding work and relaxed his vigilance.
But the next moment, Longlong suddenly felt an indescribable fear!
This fear was like a huge meat grinder suddenly appearing below its heart, just waiting for the huge dragon heart to fall!
Longlong forcibly suppressed the emotional fluctuations in his heart and raised his head to look at the origin of fear, the sky!
The clouds were rolling crazily, as if they were being roasted by hot flames. Longlong was sure that the one hiding inside was not the bone dragon, because the momentum of the bone dragon breaking out of the clouds was nothing short of a joke compared to this moment!