Exploring the unknown underground world is a very dangerous and difficult thing. Adolf has not seen the light of day for an unknown period of time.
Fortunately, he immediately collected the materials from the dead tomb robbers and ensured the supply of food.
Now, only the leader of the tomb robbers is still following him.
The guy's enthusiasm has not weakened, because Adolf promised to give him all the valuable treasures.
But...why hasn't this cave come to an end? Is there no bottom to the underground ruins dug deep by the Valentan people?
No matter what, they are still mortals, and a sense of exhaustion fills their bodies.
Finally, they walked out of the tunnel, and what was in front of them was a huge space that suddenly opened up.
It's as if the stream flows directly into the sea, and the horizons are instantly broadened. What suppresses this space is the majestic dark palace!
Even Adolf himself couldn't help but take a breath.
It's so huge and hidden so deep underground. Did the Valentine people really have the technology to build it in the past?
Adolf stared at the palace, whose plane was like a five-pointed star. The surface of the towering building was made of dark and smooth stone. It would be difficult to grind it to this level even with industrial machines.
Five huge and exaggerated iron chains, like trying to hold on to the mountains, extended from the five surrounding cave walls and connected to the five corners of the dark building.
They seem to be trapping the palace and locking it deep in the dark underground.
Mysterious runes are engraved on the walls of the black building, and they are still glowing with faint fluorescence.
The invisible sense of oppression was preaching the insignificance of human beings. The leader of the tomb robbers couldn't help but kneel down, with a look of shock in his eyes.
"This... this is simply too spectacular!" His voice was trembling, "How did you do it! Why is the palace underground bigger than the one on the ground!"
Adolf also wanted to know this question. The original map did not depict the end point, and this temple seemed to appear suddenly, blocking the two of them.
"Hey! The treasure inside must still be there. No tomb robber can find such a place! We..." The face of the tomb robber leader was filled with excitement. His eyes were attracted to the dark temple, as if there was magic there, making him
Can't move an inch.
"Let's go over! Go over!"
After saying that, he danced and ran downwards, jumped off the fort sill that was several times as high as ordinary steps, jumped onto the straight corridor leading to the center, and ran as if fascinated.
Adolf had vaguely sensed something strange from the very beginning. Those runes exuded something akin to invisible magic.
Adolf also experienced this feeling when he stood in front of the thick fog in Misu.
He cautiously jumped off the fort ridge and cautiously stepped onto the straight artificial corridor. But the next second, Adolf strangely discovered that the leader of the tomb robbers who was running ahead had mysteriously disappeared...
At the same time, a gray mist rose inexplicably, blocking Adolf's sight and the passage leading to the dark temple.
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Missouri State, Dandelion Police Station, many people gathered here to discuss the decision to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Conor Gang.
Everyone's expressions were solemn, because Mr. Victor from Walding brought them a shocking clue - the tribal leader of the Valentin people died at the hands of Augusta.
"That leader of Valentine from last time? He actually died... and one of the relics was on him?"
Of course, people from the Inspection Bureau also participated in this discussion, and Henry was muttering next to Victor.
"I thought he looked familiar at the time. I had met him in the wilderness with Mark before."
On the other side, Josh sat across the long table and repeatedly asked Victor about the details of the blood revenge ritual.
When he learned that the previous self-immolation incident on the Kaleidoscope was part of a blood revenge ritual, he immediately gave suggestions to the police chief and ordered his subordinates to cooperate with the police in investigating any places where rituals might be arranged.
The director of Dandelion believes that with the current manpower in Augusta, it is impossible to arrange large-scale cult rituals in the city.
So while arranging their work, they asked Victor about the whereabouts of the third relic.
"Are you sure Augusta has not collected all the relics?" Josh confirmed seriously.
Victor shrugged and told them that even the Valentines didn't know where the hidden address in the formula was.
Josh nodded. He did not quickly ask Victor to tell the contents of the formula, but first analyzed the current situation.
"If it is true, as Mr. Victor said, that Augusta is about to sacrifice a thousand people to resurrect his wife, then all the population centers in Missouri are in danger, and we should not just guard against Dandelion." Weeden interrupted at this time: "Then why hasn't he done anything yet? We don't even know where that bastard is hiding."
"If he can't wait to take action, it proves that he has prepared everything." Henry speculated, "After all, when the sacrifice ceremony begins, his whereabouts will be exposed. If I were to do it, I would definitely find the last one first.
A relic of Valentine."
Weeden habitually disagreed with Henry's speculations. Josh ignored the rivalry between the two of them and began to make a plan: "Then this is it. We must separate our hands to find the last relic of the Valentine people. In addition, please ask the director
Sir, you have ordered your subordinates to increase patrols in the city. During this period, the agents staying in Dandelion are also at your disposal."
The police chief of Dandelion is a fat man. He believes that Augusta will never dare to sneak into the city to cause trouble. The wanted portrait has already been distributed to every police officer.
After the director finished speaking, a cautious voice came from the crowd.
"No... I'm sorry, how can Walding Town take precautions?"
The guy who spoke was still so out of place in the crowd, as if he were an extra cartoon character in the three-dimensional world, especially his small husky-like eyes and funny curled beard.
Downey...
As a representative of the town of Walding, he was summoned to Dandelion in advance, which was beyond Victor's expectation.
While people were talking about it, Victor glanced at the fat director and thought that this guy was quite proactive in arranging his work.
"There are many small towns like Walding in Missouri. There are only a dozen or even two or three sheriffs there. It is difficult to guard against Augusta," Henry told his boss.
explained.
"I'm afraid you have to find some help, pull in a few temporary ones. Anyway, you used to do this all the time." The police chief pinched his thick chin and ordered to Downey.
His teasing tone lightened the atmosphere a little.
After finishing speaking, the fat director looked at Victor again and asked him to tell everyone what the mantra passed down by the Valentine people from generation to generation actually said.
Victor looked back at Father Sang, who was silent and was concentrating with his eyes closed. He shrugged helplessly and told everyone present the formula he had memorized.
Not surprisingly, almost everyone looked confused, just like when Victor heard it for the first time.
This set of "riddles" has been passed down from generation to generation by the aboriginal people, and it is only conveyed among the elders. They themselves have not figured out what the answer is.
Victor hopes to brainstorm and work together to decipher the truth behind the formula.
Everyone was talking among themselves, some were shaking their heads, and others were nodding. They seemed to have their own opinions.