This is a room covered with dust. Compared to those in the tombs of gods, everything is brand new and dazzling.
This place is really more like a human tomb. There are many shelves around with large and small objects placed on them, but it is full of a dark and low ancient feel!
There was no shiny metallic sheen of those magical weapons in Chen Zhi's impression, nor was there the wealth of treasures that he imagined.
On the contrary, there is thick dust everywhere.
The dust was so thick that it covered all the objects on the shelves. The thick plaster made it impossible to see the original functions of these objects.
But from a basic visual point of view, there are indeed some weapons placed here.
They should have been long knives, halberds, or some unnamed ancient weapons.
But the current appearance is indeed full of dust, just like ordinary mud and rocks on the roadside, which makes people lose any sense of possession.
"that……
Sister Ji Ying, you just said there are good weapons here, right?
Did you make a mistake?",
Fat Wei looked at the dusty and black things around him and expressed his incomprehension:
"You say these rags are magical weapons, but why do they look like big lumps of dirt to me?
It's not like I haven't seen Bao guy before.
How bright is that real magic weapon, like the killing ring of a knife!
Good guy, you can see it from 800 miles away~~, it’s as bright as the bright moon!
If you look at these again, they all look like tatters...
Even my stone-controlling machete is more decent than these things!!"
"These are the real magic weapons!",
Ji Ying walked over in a few steps, put her hand on a long knife-like object, closed her eyes and felt it.
The object was covered with thick plaster and looked lifeless under Ji Ying's hands, without any change.
But Ji Ying opened her eyes...
"These are some magical weapons with provenance!
They once had their own stories and glorious pasts.
But their time is over, and their former masters are dead!
Weapons rely on warriors to survive. Weapons without their masters have no meaning in existence.
And these magic weapons have their own souls. Most of them have a deep bond with their original masters, and they no longer want to find a new master.
This is a kind of moral integrity, and also a kind of fierceness that does not serve two masters.
Now these weapons have gradually turned into dust. In other words, they have died.
But if you look back carefully, these weapons are probably no worse than Ji Ling’s killing ring..."
"So this is ah!",
Fat Wei looked at those gray things with some regret:
“Then let’s just take a few pieces back!
I have an innovative method, which is to rinse the knife surface with salt water and then apply a layer of acid to ensure that it will come back to life shiny and shiny.
After all, there are so many warriors in Xiqi now, and not everyone has someone to take advantage of. Every one of them is looking for such a good weapon like a black-eyed chicken.
It’s a pity to keep these weapons here, why not take them back and give them to them~~”
"don't want!"
Ji Ying shook her head:
"As I said just now, these weapons are like warriors and have their own dignity.
Since they chose to leave the battlefield on their own, let them stay here quietly and don't force it.
Besides, these magic weapons are too ancient. They may belong to an era before ancient times, an era that is so far away that it has nothing to do with us.
We don't know how to use them...
Let’s go!
This is already the tomb of the divine soldier."
"All right!",
Fat Wei looked at those gray guys with some regret, then turned back to look at the other side of the wall.
When everyone came in, they already noticed that there was a small semicircular doorway.
The small doorway was not high and looked a bit like the Crescent Moon Gate today. It was very inconspicuous there and it was pitch black inside.
At this time, Ji Ying pointed to the dark doorway, her face became serious,
"That's it.
After entering from there, there is a thin corridor. Walk along the corridor for a while and you will find a large stone room.
That's where I didn't go!
The closest I got was to the wall near the entrance.
It was very dark inside and I didn't see anything, but the pressure emanating from inside almost suffocated me.
We must be very careful when we get out of this room!"
Ji Ying's emotion when she said these words infected everyone.
Perhaps because of the samurai nature, Ji Ying rarely showed fear or said serious words.
But her performance at this time proved that the area ahead was definitely no joke.
There must be something beyond their knowledge...
"Let's go!"
Fat Wei put on his hood again, adjusted the searchlight to maximum, faced the front parallelly, and walked toward the dark Crescent Gate.
After arriving there, Fat Wei tentatively explored his arms, and then walked in as a whole.
Then everyone followed him into the corridor...
After entering this darkness, the space immediately changed.
The searchlight on the arm retracted to a small point again, getting smaller and smaller, getting darker and darker, until finally it was completely invisible.
After the journey, they once again entered extreme darkness.
What people fear most is the unknown.
Therefore, people always hope to enter an area that they can control, or at least be able to see.
But now they can only feel their way forward like blind men. They can only feel but not see everything around them.
Indeed, as Ji Ying said, this corridor is indeed very narrow. There is a person on each side, touching the wall and walking forward.
And I don't know what the convex and concave carvings are on the wall. It seems a little wet to the touch, but it is very hard.
In extreme darkness, it is easy for people to have random thoughts.
When Chen Zhi touched the wall and moved forward, he always felt like someone was watching him in the darkness...
It seemed that the next thing he touched was a corpse or a skeleton.
But this fearful association quickly became a reality. In the next second, Chen Zhi's hand touched something very strange.
The thing was round and hard, with two parallel holes in the middle.
Chen Zhi touched it carefully and sketched the shape in his mind.
That's a skull...
During the following journey, the entire wall was densely inlaid with such skulls. Everyone touched them, but no one said a word.
Chen Zhi felt through touch that these skulls were very special. Most of their heads were slender, and the height of the back of their heads was unusually high.
Just like a big olive.
The Baihui Point on their Tianling Cap was a hole, obviously not a human skull.
These strange skulls, large and small, are neatly mounted on the wall, like trophies.
Everyone remained silent, and there was no sound on the wireless except rapid breathing.
They touched the side wall and moved forward little by little.
Because of the position Ji Ying mentioned in advance, they were already prepared in their hearts.