There was only the slow breathing of one person in the huge underground ruins.
Lin Ming gradually slowed down his steps.
The bizarre changes on the wall seem to be describing a heroic epic.
That is the history of the Holy See, and it is also the true darkness that they used to cover up the past.
The light emitted by the watch seemed insignificant in the vast underground.
In addition, other functions of the watch, especially the networking function, are directly cut off.
Lin Ming was not a fool. Until this moment, he had already made assumptions about his situation.
However, looking at the magnificent decorations around him, Lin Ming cursed hard in his heart.
No wonder Motian Biological Group was able to raise such a huge flow of capital in such a short period of time. It had such a terrifying behemoth behind it. It certainly had that kind of capital.
Since those people behind him led him here, he would be sorry for himself if he didn't bring something back.
Lin Ming suddenly remembered that the system seemed to have a recycling function.
"System, can your recycling function recycle the things here?"
【Can.】
The system's reply was as simple and clear as ever, but Lin Ming raised the corners of his mouth after receiving a positive reply.
No matter what those people behind him think, if he is put here, he will make those people regret it.
"Come on, come on, system, quickly scan what is worth recycling here."
Lin Ming couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and get ready for a big fight.
By the dim light of his watch, he picked up a golden clock stand.
The clock stand is extremely beautifully made, and there are exquisite reliefs carved outside the clock. Although it has been unknown how many years have passed, its hands are still ticking.
This is a legacy of wisdom left by the craftsmen of the times, and Lin Ming couldn't put it down holding it.
It's not like he hasn't seen some good things before, but compared with the glittering treasure house in front of him, it pales in comparison.
From now on, his goal is to empty out this treasure house.
While he was happily looking at the treasure trove piled at the entrance of this huge underground palace, there were already people waiting impatiently deeper in the palace.
On the circular altar.
The half-conscious Xie Jianjia was tied to the cross. Her wrists and index fingers were cut open with sharp instruments, and blood dripped down.
The bright red blood fell on the ground, and the circular grooves slowly gathered into a strange pattern.
Under the altar, a man sat.
He has white hair that is as smooth as a waterfall.
What's even more strange is that the eyelashes that hang slightly down are as bright red as flames.
When he opened his eyes, his pupils were red and clear, as if there was a fire burning in his eyes.
One of the elders of the Holy See - Michael.
Although he looks young and handsome, he is actually an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years.
He opened his eyes and stared at Xie Jianjia on the altar. The words he spoke in a voice that sounded like Sanskrit chanting were full of malice.
"I can already feel the breath of your companion."
"It is your honor to be part of the altar. I can't wait to see your blood smeared all over the altar."
Hearing the news that Lin Ming actually found this place, Xie Jianjia's calm heart felt a little rippled.
Is Lin Ming a fool?
We've only spent a little time together, why would we put ourselves in danger?
Xie Jianjia couldn't understand it, but that didn't stop her from being moved by it.
But she said she would never admit defeat.
"Ah!"
"If you are so confident now, be careful if you capsize later."
Michael let out a chuckle, and his eyelashes, like flames, trembled slightly with his movements.
"It seems that you really don't know where you are now?"
Michael stood up from the ground, his silver hair swaying.
He obviously has such a holy appearance, but everything he says and does reveals a strange evilness.
"This is the holy place of our Holy See."
"Our ancestors sleep here. Our strength will be 100% enhanced here, while you will be weakened."
"This is our home court, and I don't think the friend you call, as weak as an ant, can make me capsize."
Xie Jianjia struggled slightly, and more blood flowed from the wound on her hand. She felt somewhat desperate.
No wonder, after arriving at this place, I felt like I couldn't mobilize any strength.
At the same time, another layer of deep sorrow was cast in her heart about Lin Ming's future fate.
Michael admired her dying struggle, as if watching a struggling insect.
"Of course, if you cooperate with me obediently, I may be merciful and reduce your pain."
Xie Jianjia stopped talking. The blood loss from her body made her feel cold all over, and she didn't have much strength.
Another reason is that even though the hope is slim, she still has a subtle expectation.
I hope Lin Ming can come with a miracle.
Lin Ming, who was so anticipated, finally remembered that he had something to do after sweeping up half of the side hall's rare treasures.
So he began to explore deeper.
Slowly, a dim light lit up on both sides of the corridor.
On the mermaid candle made of bronze, dots of candlelight were swaying, which led him to explore deeper.
Suddenly there was a wind blowing in the corridor, which made his hair stand on end and made him startled.
Lin Ming immediately raised his vigilance, but it was still too late.
A man with long silver hair had appeared behind him, and his skinny and dry hands fell on his shoulders, like a pair of pliers, unable to break free no matter what.
"caught you."
Michael simply and roughly pulled the person up and threw him directly to the edge of the altar.
He moved forward so fast that Lin Ming didn't even remember the route from the front hall to the altar, and was already thrown to the edge of the altar in a daze.
He raised his head in a daze, and happened to meet the gaze of Xie Jianjia, who was tied to the altar and had a low eyebrow.
"Ahem~"
Lin Ming hunched over and climbed up, coughed twice, and spit out a little blood from his mouth.
He looked at Xie Jianjia and smiled with his blood-stained lips.
"I didn't expect to find you."
Xie Jianjia didn't understand why he could still laugh at this time, so she urged him nervously.
"Why are you here? If you can leave, leave quickly and don't stay here."
"I'm sorry to interrupt your reminiscing about old times, but I have to say that once you come here, it's impossible to leave."
Michael's hands were folded in his sleeves, his toes did not touch the ground, and his whole body was slightly floating in the air.
Lin Ming looked at his appearance with great interest.
"Is this also a warrior?"
Seeing that he still had time to ask these irrelevant questions, Xie Jianjia was so anxious that she wanted to vomit blood.