"Wow!" Fortunately, Arthur was careful to guard against possible traps when he opened the door. Fortunately, under the light between the Seraphs, there was enough brightness around him to see everything. Otherwise, this oncoming
He might not be able to escape from a sudden attack.
However, he still turned his head quickly and barely avoided the hidden weapon fired at his face.
The first sneak attack was avoided, but Arthur was still worried about the second sneak attack, so he retreated away from the door first.
However, there was no follow-up to that "sneak attack". The object that had brushed against the blond boy's face fell to the ground with a thump, and the dull sound it made seemed to indicate that it was not metal.
Arthur continued to take a few steps back, and then his eyes fell on the "hidden weapon" just now. After seeing it clearly, he realized that it was not actually a hidden weapon, but ------
A creature?
That little thing looks like a sparrow, but it may even be smaller than a sparrow. In short, it is some kind of bird. But its fiery red feathers and indigo metallic feet and beak don't look like it.
Something that a normal bird should have.
"Zhizhizhi!" It turns out that this little guy just wanted to pounce on Arthur's face (why?), but he missed it and fell to the ground. The fall was so miserable that his dignity as a bird was gone.
.So it is now very dissatisfied, chirping at Arthur and Bedivere, and jumping around on the ground.
"Nothing..." Arthur looked at the little bird and didn't know what to do with it.
"It's possible that it's a dangerous monster in the warrior's grave, just pretending to be weak and kind to deceive us." Bedivere came closer to observe the little bird, sniffing it again and again with his nose: "But this little thing looks very cute."
It seems...Maomao?"
Maomao is a mysterious and unknown bird that Paramedis brought back from the Grand Canyon of East Africa. Because it is an unknown species, it has been handed over to Great Britain for protection. The name was given by Bediwell and was used when logging in.
That's the name.
Although it is several times smaller than Maomao, this fiery red bird (chicken?) does look somewhat similar to Maomao.
"I see, after you reminded me like this, I also think it does look like Maomao." The Knight King hummed: "It may be the same species of bird. What's the reason for its familiar appearance?"
?"
While Arthur and Bedivere were talking, the little bird had already fluttered happily on top of the big white wolf's head, and then seemed to have made a nest there, crouching and refusing to come down.
"Hey, come down here, you rude guy!" The big white wolf shook his head in displeasure, trying to trick the little bird away. However, the little thing thought Bedivere was playing with it, and instead used its little feet.
He grabbed the wolf fur on Bedivere's head more tightly, and at the same time flapped his small wings to maintain balance, just to prevent himself from being thrown off his head by Bedivere.
"Ha, ha, ha... so stubborn..." The big white wolf tried for a long time with no results, so he gave up first: "Arthur, please help me!"
"No..." Arthur, who had been holding back his laughter, said jokingly: "Just let it stay on your head. It's pretty cute that way."
"are you serious?!"
"It doesn't seem to be a dangerous creature. If it wanted to attack us, it should have shown hostility just now. However, it did not do so. I think it is just an ordinary bird that mistakenly entered the warrior's grave and couldn't find its way out."
Let this little thing follow, maybe it can bring us good luck?"
Bedivere muttered a few curses, but Arthur neither understood what the big white wolf was cursing nor was he interested in understanding it. This time he was more cautious and walked to the door with Seraph.
The sword blade (actually the scabbard) was in between and he pushed the door open. The door made of a strange material opened with a squeak, revealing the deep corridor outside.
"It doesn't look like there is a trap." Arthur looked out the door and said, "Let's go."
"Where to go?"
"I still want to ask you this." Arthur said: "Anyway, let's try to find the way from this warrior's tomb to the underground labyrinth first. That is, go down. And be careful to avoid dangerous traps."
"I will try to do this, but I won't guarantee anything." The big white wolf sniffed. He still remembered that when they were young, they broke into the warrior's tomb to get the sword of the king. One relied on Bedivere's nose, and the other relied on it.
It was Ivan's Eagle Eye Technique, which ensured advantages in both smell and vision before moving forward steadily. With great difficulty, they managed to get through the underground maze of the previous warrior's tomb and reach the location of the Sword of the King. Even then, when they broke through,
It was so annoying that I was almost killed by traps several times.
Now Bedivere is the only one responsible for leading the way. It is actually not enough to rely on his sense of smell to judge whether there is danger on the road ahead. The shortcomings can only be made up for by the skills of Bedivere and Arthur. Of course.
, after countless experiences, Bedivere is no longer the clumsy werewolf boy he used to be, and Arthur is certainly not the kid whose fighting skills were still unfamiliar back then - even though he still looks the same now.
The appearance of a little devil.
Under the light of the Seraph Sword, the internal structure of the upper floor of the warrior's tomb was revealed before their eyes. Bedivere's eyes were opened this time. He really didn't expect that the decoration on the upper floor of the warrior's tomb was so magnificent---
---It's just a corridor. The beams and ceiling around it are all carefully carved. Some of the beams also have vague gilt carvings. The carvings are abstract in shape, but they are so complex that they are difficult to describe.
, a pattern with a very high degree of geometric symmetry. It seems that the building itself is not only protected by "memory concrete" on the outside and can recover from a certain degree of damage, but also has the same self-healing ability inside.
Therefore, after so many years, the interior of the warrior's tomb still retains its original splendor, almost like a palace. What affects those gilded carvings is not the weathering effect accumulated over the years, but the salt. The salt content of the ocean tide actually
It penetrated into the interior of this palace-like building, causing part of the carvings on the ceiling to be obscured by salt and frost.
If someone carefully cleans this place with tools and removes all the salt, dust, and other dirt that occupies the carvings, maybe this "Warrior Palace" that still stands after millions of years will look brand new again.
, as if it was just built yesterday!
"Palace...? Was this a place where people lived before?" the Knight King hummed.
Although it is a very bold idea, it should be said that it would be unreasonable to think otherwise. With such a magnificent decoration and such exquisite layout, wouldn't it be a huge waste if this palace-like building could not house people?
But now this palace has been deserted and has become a place for greedy adventurers to die. Countless dead people have attracted countless life-threatening demonic spirits. Whenever I think of this, I can't help but feel sad.
There are no mechanisms in the wide corridor, but there are more branches as you go forward, and there are countless doors neatly arranged in the corridor, and there seems to be something behind those doors.
"It's not over there." When Arthur was about to walk forward, Bedivere suddenly said. There was a vague smell of blood on the road ahead that made him uneasy, and there were quite a lot of old and new smells alternating, which proved that over there
Many people have died. I'm afraid there is some kind of terrifying murder mechanism on the road.
Arthur then followed the big white wolf and walked towards another trail.
"It's obviously a palace for people to live in, but it's full of deadly traps." He complained casually.
"It is precisely because it is a palace where people live, that it is full of deadly traps." Bediwell said: "It is a place where legal residents can pass without hindrance, but outside thieves will die under the palace's defense system. It is normal."
Already."
"Squeak!" The little bird nesting above the head of the big white wolf echoed with a cry.
"Shut up. I'll throw you away." Bedivere snorted dissatisfied.
"Squeak..." the little bird was frightened.
"That's true." Arthur suppressed a smile and replied, "But the density of traps is not as high as the underground labyrinth of the warrior tombs in our world. It should be said that we only found out that there is a trap in the way now, which is rare."
"
"Perhaps the density of traps will be higher the further you go to the lower level." The big white wolf has smelled the stronger smell of the tide, and is basically sure that there are stairs going down in front: "Go this way."
"Your nose is quite reliable." Arthur moved his legs.
"Wait, stand still." Bedivere suddenly shouted.
"ha?"
"Just stand like this and wait." The big white wolf emphasized.
Arthur stood silently, but nothing happened.
"Bedi..."
"Be patient and wait." Bedivere still insisted.
The King of Knights continued to stand still and waited for another full minute. He began to become a little impatient.
"Bedi, this------"
Whoa! The corridor in front of them suddenly triggered some kind of mechanism. Thousands of sharp spears were stabbed out from the walls, floor and ceiling, enough to turn the people walking in the corridor into a hornet's nest. And because the sharp spears shot from up, down, left and right at the same time,
With stabs coming out from every direction, there is no place to hide in the entire corridor. If any unlucky person walks in such a corridor, he will probably die.
"What a sinister mechanism." Arthur cursed: "But how did you find out?"
"The floor you stepped on just now made a slight sound of triggering the mechanism, but I didn't smell the smell of blood in our position, not at all, which proves that our position is still safe. On the contrary, there was something thirty yards away in front of us.
There is a faint smell of blood. This is probably a delayed activation mechanism, specially designed to harm those adventurers who think they are very careful."
If someone steps on a trap and is unaware of it, and continues to explore slowly at a speed that he thinks is "safe", the delayed activation of the trap ahead will simply trap such an adventurer, and simply kill him.
It's just so insidious.
"But I didn't see the body. Where have all the bodies gone?" Arthur asked.
Bang! After the overwhelming spear mechanism was activated, a large area of ground in front suddenly opened up, throwing everything there into a deep pit below with no bottom visible.
It turns out that's the case, even the means to clean up the corpses are ready.
The entire trap activation process only took a few tens of seconds, but how many people died in these tens of seconds? God knows. The floor opened and then closed, and countless sharp spears had long been withdrawn and hidden on the walls and floors.
There are completely invisible traces in the dark grooves on the ceiling, which cannot be found without looking carefully.
"Let's go. If you continue to move forward, you must be more careful." Bedivere said, and then started to move forward.