Roar! Hercules also roared to the sky and punched the beast. But just when he was halfway through swinging his fist, Hercules encountered a huge resistance. His whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could no longer move.
Puff... Roar... The light and shadow griffin, which was twice as big as Hercules, pounced on Hercules, and its sharp fangs pierced into Hercules' body fiercely. Hercules roared in pain. Montreal fell to the ground as if he had collapsed. The entire treasure house had become a bloody hell, with broken limbs and blood everywhere. There were only two or three people left on the missionary side, and the TSM had lost their ability to resist under Montreal's holy voice just now, and were all killed by the missionaries. Only Hercules was left, who was thrown to the ground by the griffin and struggled.
Just as Montreal breathed a sigh of relief, the space in front of him became distorted. Just as Montreal was about to stand up, a cold sword fell on his throat. With a sound of "ugh", Montreal remained in this position forever.
The other missionaries were stunned upon seeing this. Then, everyone felt a chill in their throat and their consciousness fell into darkness.
In the treasure house, a man in a black windbreaker walked out of the void, holding a dazzling sword. He killed several people without getting a single drop of blood.
He looked up at Hercules and the griffin who were still entangled with each other, and he couldn't help shaking his head with the faceless mask on. He crossed the distance of more than ten meters in one step and instantly came to the side of Hercules. He raised his sword and cut off the huge human head. The head contained anger and a hint of confusion.
Roar... The giant griffin suddenly roared, and seeing that the enemy was dead, it immediately set its target on the faceless killer, and pounced towards the faceless killer with its mountain-like body.
The faceless killer shook his head slightly, and with one sword he killed the mighty griffin, turning it into energy fragments all over the sky.
He quietly looked at the scenery in front of him. The golden treasure was like dirt in his eyes. He didn't even look at it. Instead, he turned his head to look at the exit and said a name thoughtfully: "Long Xiangtian."
Long Xiangtian, who started climbing the stairs, naturally had no idea that something had happened in the treasure cave. At this moment, he just wanted to find the exit as soon as possible and leave this place of trouble. The danger of this journey was far beyond his expectations. He had originally expected that the enemies should be those ghosts and monsters, but who knew that they would become other forces that entered this place.
However, Long Xiangtian was a little confused at this time. Logically speaking, the forces they saw should be far more than these two, but in this half day they only met Nulimu and others as well as the previous missionaries. It seemed that the vastness of this tomb might also be beyond their expectations.
This is indeed the case. As the most powerful ruler of the Moche people, the tomb built by King Sipan is said to be reduced according to the territory he conquered. The richness of the burial objects and the exquisiteness of the tomb structure are far more complicated than Long Xiangtian had imagined.
But what made Long Xiangtian even more puzzled was Bai Qi. As an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, how could he appear here, and what was his connection with King Xipan? If there was no connection, how could he appear in this place, and if there was a connection, why did he leave here without saying a word? Or did he not leave at all, but just went to a place he didn't know to get the most benefits
Long Xiangtian didn’t know, but he had to think about it, because he had deeply experienced the horror of Bai Qi. If he met Bai Qi again, he must be fully prepared for how he and others could escape.
Just when Long Xiangtian was thinking wildly, Nulimu suddenly said in shock: "Brother Xiaoliu, look over there!"
Nulimu stared at him with his copper-bell-like eyes and pointed forward with his hand. Long Xiangtian looked over and was shocked to find that there was no road ahead. At the end of the stairs was a tightly closed door, which was covered with rotten corpses and skeletons. Some of the corpses were still fresh, and Long Xiangtian could even see the distorted expressions of some of them.
How could this be the road to heaven? This should be the Asura Hell!
Many of the mercenaries behind Long Xiangtian leaned against the wall and vomited. The scene before them was really beyond their psychological endurance. Even Long Xiangtian couldn't help feeling a little nauseous when he saw the rotten meat and their twisted and horrified expressions.
However, Long Xiangtian is now the backbone of the team. He frowned and looked around. There were about a dozen corpses and skeletons hanging on the door, and about forty or fifty corpses lying on the steps. Most of these corpses were very fresh, but they were at least one or two months old.
What's going on here? Could it be that someone came in here several months ago
Long Xiangtian frowned and thought. He had not seen any other exits along the way. Apart from the stone gate, the only two places he could go were two stairs, one up and one down. Could it be that the stairs going down were the real passage to the outside world, and that where he was was the real hell
Thinking of this, Long Xiangtian suddenly shuddered. The many corpses in front of him clearly showed the horror in front of him. If they dared to move forward, they would probably follow in the footsteps of the former and become one of the corpses on the ground. But retreating was no longer possible. Long Xiangtian didn't know what the current situation of the group of people was, but no matter who won or lost, Long Xiangtian knew that it would be difficult for him to save others while saving himself.
These mercenaries all have dreams and families, and Long Xiangtian doesn't want anything to happen to them.
Caught in a dilemma, Yunniang suddenly walked to Long Xiangtian's side.
"I will support you whatever decision you make."
After hearing this, Long Xiangtian's heart suddenly warmed up. He took a deep breath, took two steps to the stone gate, and pushed the door in front of him open with force, suppressing the discomfort in his heart.
Rumble... The door opened in response. It was beyond Long Xiangtian's expectation that the door could be opened so easily. Even after the door was fully opened, Long Xiangtian did not feel the slightest sense of danger, nor did he hear any sound of the mechanism being triggered.
This is strange... Long Xiangtian frowned. If the door could be opened so easily, then how did these corpses appear
The answer soon appeared in front of Long Xiangtian.
It's a blood spirit.
Aoaoao... The stone door opened, and Long Xiangtian stepped out. It was like entering another world. There were no humans or familiar buildings here. Everywhere he looked was filled with blood spirits. These blood spirits had different shapes, some human and some small animals. Long Xiangtian even saw a bloody lion not far away roaring at him.
"run!"