In the empty underground hall, the atmosphere was strangely frozen. Standing in front of the penultimate stone door, Klein's eyes were in a trance, and the waves in his mind were even more majestic than when he saw the specific image of the god for the first time.
"What does this logo symbolize? You seem to know it." As a "ghost spirit", the bodyguard lady has a keen intuition for emotional fluctuations. A trace of curiosity flashed in her calm eyes, and she asked in an ethereal voice.
The illusory and erratic voice brought back Klein's almost still thoughts. He raised his arm in a daze, silently, half-clutching his cane in his right hand, and directly pushed open the completely black door.
Zazaza!
The aching grinding of teeth kept making the sound, and Klein's lamenting voice was almost inaudible amidst the annoying noise.
"This is a god from the Fourth Age."
As a "divineer", his powerful spiritual intuition told him that his emotional ups and downs just now had been exposed. Instead of pretending to be ignorant, it was better to confess.
Confess part of the truth.
The dark crack in the door became wider and wider. Klein raised the lantern in his left hand, and the light shone brightly.
The orange light lifted the veil of darkness covering the statues in the room, and the forgotten history gradually reared its head.
Ice blue eyes stared indifferently at the elf man wearing a dark cloak with a soft face, and said in an unprecedentedly tired voice:
"This is a strange and powerful god recorded by the Antigonus family, an ancient god who is said to have existed in the era of the Creator."
At this time, Klein's eyes were half-squinted, and the white light reflected by the lantern's light on the black plate glasses blocked his eyes.
"Antigonus..." The bodyguard lady floating in the air silently repeated this ancient surname originating from the Fourth Age. Her body in the air slowly descended, and her long and slender legs almost touched the ground.
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The legs wrapped in long boots naturally drooped. She looked at the maze-like golden masses on the robe of the statue of the god. She felt dizzy for a while, as if the statue itself was attached to a certain amount of energy.
The strength forced her to retract her gaze.
The translucent hazy figure emerged again, her blue eyes swept over, and she glanced at Klein quickly and deeply.
"You seem to know a lot."
"I said, if I weren't where I am now, I might have become a scholar." Klein shook his head gently, put down the lantern in his hand, turned around silently, and was about to walk out of here.
If it was his performance just now, then maybe now it is the true expression of his emotions.
He naturally felt the power of the patterns on the statue that symbolized "mystery" just now, and even felt dizzy.
Although I don’t know why, it can be said that the owner of this ruins has an extremely deep understanding of gods. The image on the “Mysterious” statue just now is almost the same as the image shown in the diary, which is the best answer.
I actually don’t know half of my body... Klein stopped at the door of the last room. His originally dead inspiration fluctuated again. He turned sideways and looked at the bodyguard lady who was thinking about something with her eyes closed in mid-air, and took the initiative:
"Here..."
"It's very dangerous." The bodyguard lady, whose eyes were half-closed, instantly opened her eyes. The doubts in her blue eyes were gone and she continued to explain, "But the danger here is restricted."
"If you go deep, don't touch anything."
Huh... Klein's originally raised hand dropped a few centimeters, and the look in his eyes became more complicated.
Danger of being restrained?
There are statues of seven gods placed in this ruins, but there are no other true gods from the Fourth Age...such as the True Creator and the God of Death, as well as the God of Steam and Machinery who finally became a god, as well as the possible existence of
The original witch.
What exists in the ruins is the so-called righteous god at that time? Klein's right hand stopped in the air, moved forward several times, and then hesitated to withdraw it.
Finally, after hesitating for a while, he climbed up the last stone door with his free hands, his muscles bulging along the latissimus dorsi.
The light of the lantern gradually dimmed, and when the gap was completely opened, the light that could originally illuminate a secret room could only radiate to one or two meters in front of Klein, struggling to drive away the darkness ahead.
There is indeed a problem here... Sensing the hidden danger, Klein subconsciously touched the Azik bronze whistle and talisman that were hidden in his pocket.
If the mysterious ear he bought at the last party had not been sacrificed to the gray mist together with Rosago's extraordinary characteristics, he might even try to use that spell.
Standing in the remaining light, Klein raised his arms and took the initiative to walk forward.
This room is different from the other rooms where the statues were stored just now. The layout is wider, the environment is deeper, and the atmosphere is depressing.
After about thirty steps forward, the bodyguard lady floating behind Klein stopped first.
She took the initiative to move forward and said without turning her eyes:
"The front collapsed."
Klein frowned and raised the lantern in his hand higher. A patch of brown-gray soil and boulders blocked his view.
On the left and right sides of the room, there is a double door blocking the same style as the stone door in the hall. However, the right side has been filled with mud and stone, while the left side is completely open and closed. The stone door is open to both sides, with a little spiritual light shining.
"This place has suffered a certain amount of damage...and has anyone been here?" With the fading illumination, Klein scanned the remaining traces on the ground with sharp eyes, and he guessed.
While he was observing, the bodyguard lady who had been following him suddenly became agile and flew into the mud and rocks inside the stone gate on the right with a skillful movement.
Hey... Klein wanted to stop him, but thinking of Rosago's final outcome, he lowered his raised right hand again, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he waited patiently.
After about a few minutes, the bodyguard, who acted like a ghost, emerged from the floor tiles not far from Klein, and her figure returned to normal.
"The collapse on the right side has been blocked by someone, and there is a certain amount of 'demonic' aura left there."
She turned her gaze, but her eyes remained calm.
"Same here."
Klein followed the other person's line of sight and stared at the stone door on the left that was emitting spiritual light. His frown tightened, and there was a hint of alertness in his ice-blue eyes.
"Is there a 'devil' smell here?"
Maybe this is the danger that the bodyguard lady mentioned just now!
Even if he is restrained, thinking of the recent Ripper case, Klein does not intend to stay here for a moment longer!
"No, there is only the aura of the devil left here. I have not noticed any traces of the devil's activities." The bodyguard lady with a natural expression had an ethereal voice. Looking at the puzzled Klein, she took the initiative to explain, "If
There are 'demons', and we were already exposed to their sight when we first entered the hall."
"The 'devil' has a strong sense of perception?" Reminiscent of Mr. Aigron's vague description, Klein asked in confusion, lowering the lantern in his hand.
The bodyguard lady, who seemed to be restraining herself and voluntarily returning behind Klein, thought for a while before quietly replying:
"Just the perception of 'malice'."
After getting the exact answer, Klein didn't say anything, but nodded slightly, and at the same time secretly decided in his heart that he must exchange information about "devils" and "alien species" with the little "sun" in the next Tarot meeting.
Although I feel that if the "Hanged Man" cooperates, I may not really need to pay anything.
As soon as this disgraceful thought appeared, Klein's conscience stopped the subsequent association, his thoughts converged, he pressed the thumb of his right hand against the mechanism at the top of the cane, and walked into the stone door opened on the left.
The light of the lantern became increasingly dim, but at this time Klein and the bodyguard no longer needed its weak flame.
On the stone slab on the floor of the room, there are piles of white bones covered with rotting clothes. Among the more bizarre bones, dots of dark gold and dark blue spiritual light are beating like hearts.
In this dark room, there are actually several extraordinary properties that have been condensed!
A somewhat surprised Klein was about to turn his head when he caught a glimpse of the bodyguard lady floating beside him, whose expression suddenly became condensed and she quickly flew behind her.
Boom!
A huge, heavy sound exploded in Klein's ears without warning, and he quickly retreated. The bodyguard lady, who could penetrate obstacles at will like a female ghost, unexpectedly slammed into the suddenly closed stone door.
In Klein's spiritual vision, this young lady's aura was changing silently. At this time, she looked a bit like Maric in the Brave Man Bar, not like a living person.
Her pale and delicate skin reflected the steely cold light, and her slender arms slammed towards the tightly closed stone door, making a thumping sound.
But no matter how hard we try, the door sealed by the invisible force only has dust scattered, and there is no sign of movement.
The force that the bodyguard just exploded was enough to break steel... Klein swallowed his saliva as he intuitively felt the vibration. He waited until the bodyguard gave up the attack before hesitatingly asked:
"Is there influence being exerted here?"
The bodyguard lady, who had no rosy face on her pale cheeks but had a few crystals hanging in her light golden hair, stood silently without answering. After a while of silence, her body suddenly returned to its usual illusive and hazy state, drifting back to Ke.
Next to Ryan.
"We need to find a new path."
As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her blue eyes looking solemn as never before, staring deeply ahead.
A new road? Klein was slightly inspired, and turned back with a frown. He was surprised to find that the stone door that had been closed just now had completely opened in front of him at some point, just like the door they entered just now.
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Does this want us to go deeper and not go back the same way we came?
Klein watched the strange changes in front of him, his eyes changed several times, and he glanced imperceptibly at the bodyguard lady who was also silent beside him.
After taking a long breath, he seemed to have made some kind of determination, and silently called out half of himself in his heart.
After knowing that there is a certain danger bound here, and even experiencing a strange change personally, how could he be stubborn and not use his own resources.
Even if he could still be resurrected, Klein didn't think he could just walk out of the secret room here after being resurrected.
Of course, in order to get "Secret" to respond as quickly as possible, he even recited the other party's honorable name silently in his heart.
"A fool who does not belong to this era..."
Over and over again, in the dead silence of the space, that calm, familiar voice did not ring in Klein's ears.
I just inexplicably felt a line of sight coming from a high place, looking at me indifferently, just looking at me.
Will the danger here kill me? Feeling the inexplicable attitude of his body, Klein changed the almost extinguished lantern to his right hand, and continued to touch the Azik bronze whistle in his pocket with his left hand.
The strange thing is that this soft and cold copper whistle remains the same as before, and does not become strangely cold like when it encountered the true Creator's descendants.
"There is no obvious malice here." The ethereal voice interrupted the silence in the air. Klein glanced sideways, reflecting the depth in the bodyguard's eyes.
"I think we can only move forward." Klein suddenly said.
After a few more seconds, he nodded slowly and inexplicably before taking the initiative to move forward.
Wow!
The moment he stepped through the stone door, in the space behind the open door, dim flames filled with smoke suddenly rose up, and the dark room instantly became brighter.
Zheng! There was a golden sound, and Klein, who was nervous, instantly pulled out the chain blade he was holding in his right hand, and the lantern, which had lost its flame, rolled to the ground.
The bodyguard lady who had been following him was relatively calm, but her blue eyes also became deep, like the deep sea making waves.
The room here is still silent, with only the crackling sound of the flame burning. The three black high-back chairs in the center of the room stand quietly, just as they have for thousands of years.
Suddenly, there was a blur on the high-backed chair in the center, and the colors in the air were invisibly distorted. It seemed that the optical barrier made of moisture lost its original strength. The withered corpses sitting on the corresponding high-backed chairs slowly...
Emerge slowly.
They lowered their heads and wore old armor with an ancient charm. Each of them had a hole in their chest, quiet and lifeless.
"What is going on?" Klein, whose cognition was hit one after another, did not relax, nor did he move forward rashly. Instead, he remained on guard, the chain blade in his hand silently raising flames.
The bodyguard lady, who was in a more supernatural state and had relatively rich experience, frowned and rarely gave an answer.
These three corpses almost no longer contain spiritual light. Only the chest of the middle corpse has a bit of brilliance mixed with pitch black that is slowly throbbing, like a soul fire that doesn't want to leave.
The bodyguard lady moved forward slightly and looked toward the aura, only to find a black crystal on the chest of the corpse in the middle, replacing the heart, tenaciously supporting the retention of that aura.
"Perhaps this is the danger of being bound."
The danger of being restrained... The bodyguard's guess did not smooth over Klein's frown. His free left hand went deep into his pocket, and a gold coin jumped onto his fingertips.
"There is danger lurking here."
Zheng!
He flicked the gold coin in his hand skillfully, just like he had done it thousands of times before.
But this gold coin did not fall back to Klein's palm like every other time.
Under a gravitational force, it flew backwards and fell into an unreal pale hand.
The young man with dull red hair slowly walked past the two people who were strangely still in place, silently staring at the three corpses in front of him. After a long time, he turned around awkwardly and glanced at them.
His red eyes were bright, rational and calm, and a smile slowly appeared on his face that was as indifferent as still water, and his voice was hoarse.
"An unlucky dead man is interesting, isn't he?"
Zheng!
The shining gold coin falls to the ground with the number facing up.