Elven tomb... Hearing this word, the eyes of everyone in the cold wind mercenary group straightened.
Almost everyone knows what this word means.
Because there is no continuous historical record, they don't understand why the tombs of the elves appear in the land of men, and they don't want to understand. But they know one thing, there is usually a lot of wealth in the ancient tombs of elves. Even if there is no jewelry, just art sculptures or magic props left over from the past, if you sell any one, it will be expensive.
"No wonder you are willing to hire us at such a high price." Shalin smiled helplessly: "It turns out to be the ancient tomb of the elves. Indeed, hiring us is the best choice."
Beta flicked his fingers, and the fossils were used for the mud technique. The land in front of them quickly softened, and then piled up around, and a dark hole appeared in front of everyone.
"Why, do you regret it?" Beta asked while casting a spell.
Shalin shook his head: "The magic contract has been signed, so don't bother to regret it. Besides, you are willing to hire us and pull us out of the quagmire. We are already very grateful. We don't want to do things that are ungrateful. At least not now."
The eyes of the other team members were originally greedy, but after hearing this, their eyes gradually cleared up.
Beta threw a lighting ball into it, and then said with a smile: "I don't know if there is any wealth in this ancient tomb. It is too early to say that there is a big harvest."
Everyone in the Cold Wind Mercenary Group felt very reasonable when they heard it.
Under the bright light of the lighting ball, there is a section of stone stairs below the hole. Sha Lin glanced at it and said, "Three one three formation, the old rules."
Six people immediately surrounded Beta in the middle, and then Shalin got Beta's nod and agreed, and walked in the front row, leading everyone down.
After entering the cave, Beta gave everyone a self-breathing technique first, and then a group anti-virus technique.
Nearly ten thousand years have passed since the ancient tomb of the elves, and no one can guarantee that the air inside will contain any kind of toxin.
Sensing the effect of these two magics, everyone in the Cold Wind Mercenary Group looked at Beta's expression with admiration.
Many mercenary magicians usually only use a small amount of magic, and use offensive magic as a help, like Beta has now shown signs that he knows a lot of magic, whether it is teleportation, or mud and rocks, or just now These two magics, in essence, can be regarded as unpopular magics.
Even if he knows unpopular magic, he must also be able to use common magic.
Beta flicked his fingers, and the hole was closed again, giving people a sense of isolating reality and the world of dreams.
The lighting light ball yearned to float slowly, Sha Lin took a deep breath and followed.
The underground world is silent. Apart from the sound of footsteps, everyone can hear the sound of breathing, heartbeat, and even the faint sound of clothes rubbing against the skin. They seem to be able to hear it.
The silent road always gives people an illusion, the illusion that time is very long.
Shalin and the others walked down the winding road along Shisongsong. He felt that he had walked for a long time, at least one kilometer. But he still didn't see the end, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, many supernatural stories about tomb robbery flooded into his mind for some reason, and his scalp felt a little numb right now.
The rest of the Cold Wind Mercenary Corps felt the same way.
But in fact, they walked down less than two hundred meters.
Beta is very calm, he is not even afraid of the gods, how could he be afraid of mere tombs, even if there are undead creatures, to him, they are just ordinary 'monsters', the ones that can get experience points by killing them. He also wished that there would be more undead creatures in this tomb.
On both sides of the stone ladder, there are murals all the way.
These murals were originally colored, but due to the long time, the pigment has long evaporated, leaving only some gray and white stone reliefs.
Most of these murals depict the scene when the elves ruled the human race, with towering city walls, majestic magic towers, and... puny humans crawling on the ground.
It is not the first time for Beta to explore the ancient tombs of elves. When he was a mercenary, he also explored several tombs, but they were all robbed. He couldn't find any good things, just found some abandoned art, but even so, That art can sell for a little money too.
Each Elven tomb will have similar murals, but the murals are of different styles depending on the owner of the tomb. But they all have the exquisite and gorgeous flamboyant style of the ancient kingdom of elves.
However, this elf tomb is different from what Beta has explored before. After walking for a few minutes, Beta found that the content of the murals began to change. There were no humans in the murals. Instead, elves were prostrate on the ground, and they were kneeling. with a faceless woman.
Dryad
Beta felt that it was a bit unlikely, because the forest goddess he knew seemed to be a flat plate... while the faceless goddess in front of him had a pair of exaggerated twin peaks.
So who are these elves kneeling down to? world Tree
It's even more impossible. The elves are very proficient in the art of painting. The master painters among them can draw a person's temperament. Although the goddess in front of him has no face, she is full of a fierce temperament.
In the concept of the elves, the World Tree is a mother with maternal instincts. Her portraits have always highlighted a gentle temperament, and it is absolutely impossible to have such a fierce temperament.
Back then, the Jialan Temple labor union excavated this kind of ancient tomb and got a lot of wealth and magic props from it, but they never said that there was anything strange about this tomb.
Are they not interested in Murong's origin, or are they deliberately... concealing something
Beta stood dumbfounded in front of the largest mural. It was a platform turned by stairs just now. Beta waved his hand to let them rest. After all, the Cold Wind Mercenary Group seemed to be entering the ancient tomb of elves for the first time, and they were very nervous. It's not a long time to go, but they have exhausted a lot of energy.
Beta reckoned that if they went down, there should be a mechanism. Taking a break at this time should calm down their nervousness and restore some of their physical strength.
Sure enough, after resting for a while, their emotions stabilized a lot.
The next seven people continued to walk down. Sure enough, as Beta expected, after walking for less than three minutes, they came to the bottom of Mu Cave, the real entrance. Instead of continuing down, they start moving forward in parallel.
That is to say, from here, the murals disappeared, and traps and traps appeared.
The thieves of the cold wind mercenary group are quite strong, and he has discovered and cracked almost all the mechanisms, except for two magic mechanisms.
There was a thief who didn't notice it and touched it directly. Fortunately, Beta was very sensitive to magic fluctuations, so he grabbed the thief's collar and dragged him back, otherwise he would directly turn into an ice sculpture and be absolutely dead.
The thieves found the second magic mechanism, but they couldn't crack it. It was Beta who took the initiative to solve the trap.
The short distance of 300 meters took them a full six hours because of the mechanism and traps. Many face-offs require the cooperation of several people to crack.
After they cracked all the traps, they came to two gray stone doors.
The stone gate is at least ten meters high and two meters wide on the left and right.
Looking at a few words in ancient elf language on the stone gate, Beta has dabbled in ancient elf language. Although he is not very proficient, these words are not difficult to understand. When translated, the meaning is like this.
'My name is Coco Yala, this is my resting place, please do not disturb me. '
Behind the two gates, there were faint fluctuations of undead creatures.
Shalin touched the stone gate and took a breath: "The center of the tomb should be behind here, and I don't know what will be inside."
Although according to the contract, their Cold Wind Mercenary Group cannot take away anything inside, but this does not prevent them from being curious and yearning behind these two doors.
"Take a break." Beta took out some water and dry food from the space of the mansion: "Eat something, and sleep for a while before going in. I think you should sleep for a while."
"No, just something to eat is enough."
Shalin sat down, and he knew very well that the older the tomb, the higher the chance of undead creatures appearing, and the owners of the ancient tombs of elves were almost always transformed into undead creatures.
Seeing that the captain sat down, the other mercenaries also sat down and estimated that they were indeed a little tired.
After resting for two hours, everyone stood up, and the seven of them pushed open the stone door together.
The bottom of the stone door rubbed against the ground, making a rattling sound, echoing in the empty space and silence.
The two doors were pushed open, and Beta controlled the lighting ball to float in, and then saw colorful lights refracted out.
The tomb behind the door is not too big, it is about 11 meters high and 20 meters long and wide, but there is a two-meter-high pile of gemstones in front of everyone. Those colorful lights are these gemstones. reflective.
"This is really... amazing wealth."
Shalin muttered to himself, the members of the Cold Wind Mercenary Group were all lost in the luster of the gemstones.
Beta was an exception, looking at a sarcophagus surrounded by piles of gems.
The elves come from the world tree. If the ancient elves die accidentally, they cannot turn into trees. For this reason, they will ask people to put their corpses into wooden coffins. They only use wooden coffins. Coffins made of other materials are not suitable for them. , is indistinguishable from heresy.
But here is a sarcophagus.
Black sarcophagus.
It was as black as the surface of a dull sea, and a thick breath of undead came out from the sarcophagus.
Without even thinking about it, Beta threw a scroll from the space of the mansion, tore it open, and the entire tomb was brightly lit, just like daytime.
The breath of undead coming out of the sarcophagus faded a bit.
"Your Excellency." Shalin looked at Beta: "There are so many...you can't move them all, can you share some with us, not many, just a little."
The contract restricted them, they couldn't take anything away, but if Beta gave it on his own initiative, it was another matter.
Beta made a pause gesture and stared at the sarcophagus. He seemed to have seen the sarcophagus move slightly just now.