The black mist was billowing and turbulent, but it was unusually quiet, which gave people an extremely mysterious feeling.
If it were not for this golden light, even a monk in the heavenly state of mind would be unable to see even his fingers.
And right in the center of this black vortex, somewhere deep underground, the lights were brightly lit at the moment.
There are long bright lanterns scattered like stars, illuminating a huge space as bright as day.
And the countless clay sculptures, densely packed but neatly arranged, standing or kneeling at this moment, are so lifelike that one can't help but feel their scalp tingling after just one look at them.
These clay sculptures all face a long staircase at the front.
The stairs are very wide, and each level can accommodate at least forty or fifty people walking side by side.
This staircase is also very high, with a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine levels. It makes people feel as if they have been connected to the sky and become a ladder to heaven.
And at the top of this world, stands a huge palace complex.
This palace complex is splendid with carved railings and painted buildings, just like a palace where immortals live. Everywhere is luxurious and mysterious.
Even the palace where the most noble emperor lived is probably not one ten thousandth of the size here.
But inside this huge palace complex, it was empty, almost empty.
This kind of emptiness is enough to make anyone who sees this scene feel heart palpitations and a feeling that their chest is about to be torn apart.
The interior of the palace complex is also full of magnificence and nobility.#@$&
But now, it's filled with an uneasy silence.
In the center of the palace, there is a huge coffin.
It's a coffin, not a coffin.
The coffin is nearly ten feet long and five or six feet wide. It is completely black and has a human figure that looks like a relief on the surface.
This humanoid figure has a burly figure, as if it was poured into a whole body.%&(&
However, this human figure is extremely exaggeratedly distorted at this moment, especially the mouth on the face, which is opened to a degree that no ordinary person can do, as if he was shouting and roaring in despair before death.
This coffin, combined with this empty and silent palace, is enough to drive anyone who sets foot here crazy.
In fact, in this palace, besides the coffin, there are two human figures.
It is said that they are humanoid, rather than human beings, because no one is sure whether these two "guys" can be called human beings.
These two human figures are one tall and one short.
The tall one wore a black robe and held a wooden staff that was almost as tall as himself.
The robes trailed to the floor, almost blending into the black ground.
There was no wind in the hall, but the man's robe was swaying slightly.
When the robe is blown up, through this gap, people can be surprised to see that this tall and thin human figure has no feet.
The other shorter human figure has the figure of a seven or eight-year-old girl.
Her long hair is moist and shiny, hanging down to her waist. She is wearing a pink palace dress.
This bright color, and the overall dark and depressing atmosphere of the palace, are obviously out of place, but at a glance at this moment, it makes people feel as nervous as a knife cutting into their throats.
The little girl was now kneeling on the ground, facing the coffin.
Her fingers were fiddling with a black object in a small bowl next to her.
If time could be turned back many years, those black objects that had long since withered would turn into their original moist and shiny grape appearance.
But now, it is almost no different from a ball of solidified mud dust.
In the entire palace, what people can see at once is this coffin, a tall and thin human figure, and this little girl.
They have remained in this state for who knows how long, and they don't know how long it will continue.
At this moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the steps outside the palace.
The sound was fast and urgent, getting closer and closer, and soon stopped outside the palace.
It was a walking clay sculpture.
Compared with the millions of clay sculptures underground, the colors on this clay sculpture, from the eyebrows to the body, are brighter and more vivid.
However, it is precisely because of the more vivid and life-like colors that this clay sculpture looks more eerie and weird.
The clay sculpture was kneeling on one knee outside the palace. Naturally, the mouth made of clay could not move, but the sound was transmitted into the palace very clearly, reaching the two human figures in front of the coffin.
What the clay sculptures speak is an obscure and difficult language, babbled and spoken quickly and hurriedly, which is absolutely impossible for normal people to understand.
But just as the clay sculpture was making the statement, the little girl who was playing with the clay in the bowl stopped what she was doing.
The white gauze covering her face fluttered slightly.
The tall and thin human figure who was standing slowly turned around at this moment.
Because the black robe covered the whole body, the appearance of the humanoid was still unclear, but one could see that the hand holding the wooden staff was an extremely terrifying purple-black color, and it was like a dead tree that had lost all moisture.
Wrinkled up.
The nails on the hands were also a frightening deep purple color, sharp as daggers. The slightest movement at this moment gave people the feeling of cutting the air.
As for clay sculpture, it will be finished very quickly.
But it still knelt in front of the palace door, as if waiting for orders.
The little girl's fingertips that had just stopped were poking at the bowl again. From behind the veil, a slightly sharp voice came: "Everyone has been beaten here. It seems that all the resurrected soldiers have been killed."
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Her voice was like that of an old woman who deliberately pinched her throat to speak.
"The awakening now is not at the expected time." The human figure shrouded in black robes also heard a voice at this time, "This is not the best moment the king expected."
"It's useless to talk about this now, after all, the king will wake up soon, and this matter is irreversible." The little girl's fingertips kneaded the mud in the bowl into a ball.
Behind her white gauze, two terrifying bloody lights appeared faintly.
"But those guys came here really desperate. Although the king has not been alive for a long time, no one can disturb his sleep." The little girl slowly stood up from the ground, "
How many people are coming in now?”
The clay sculpture moved, and then incomprehensible words came from the palace.
"Well, it's already this number, and it's still increasing." Behind the white veil, there was a laugh, and the tone was full of ridicule, "In that case, let them become a gift when the king wakes up."
After a pause, the little girl turned her head and looked at the figure in black robe.
She didn't move at this moment, but just turned her head, and her head turned half a circle!
If it were any living person, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be possible!
With a petite body, dressed in red, and with his head turned halfway, this scene is simply terrifying to the extreme.
"National Master, what do you think about letting the oracles and mythical beasts solve these troubles?" the little girl asked with a smile.
The shadow under the black robe was silent for a moment, and then his skinny fingers suddenly clenched the wooden stick.
On the wooden staff, a ball of purple light immediately shot out of the palace!