At the last moment, Ye Qingxuan only had time to push Barlow behind him, stretched out his hand, and blocked everyone in front of them, and the sound of hymns burst out.
"Holy! Holy! Holy! Almighty God!"
Dozens of throwing spears landed on the barrier and landed silently, but more spears pierced other places, and then exploded. The red fire and ferocious explosions tore the walls and masonry into pieces.
A wild wave of air swept across, and the entire corridor was shaking violently, as if it was on the verge of collapse.
After the fleeting majestic hymn, it was already devastated, and the place where Ye Qingxuan and the others were was turned into a huge depression and open space. The footing is still intact, but other places are covered with lava...
After using Seiya twice in a short period of time, Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale and he almost fell to the ground due to overdraft. Behind him, Miller stretched out his hand to hold the back of his head, and the gentle melody spread along with the saint's singing, quickly restoring his energy.
"Two more rounds to go!"
Ye Qingxuan shouted: "There are at least two rounds left!"
Behind the iron wall, the spear-throwing warriors took off the spears from their waists again, slowly raised their hands, gathered strength, and were about to throw them again.
"What good cards everyone has, don't hide them - what we are facing is the alchemy puppet made by Romulus in his heyday, the Romulus phalanx of two centurions! It is enough to defeat the chain saw monks A capable power armor company!"
Ye Qingxuan's words extinguished the last trace of luck in Barlow's heart: among the weapons and force sold by the Chainsaw Monks, the hiring price of a power armor company is enough to bankrupt a commercial city-state. On the frontal battlefield, The performance also proves how terrifying the killing machine created by massive amounts of money is!
"Let this kind of puppet guard your tomb. How rich were these dead ghosts back then!"
He complained in his mouth, and with a hint of physical pain, he pulled out a bone flute from his arms and played it sharply. Faster than him was Samuel.
The copper mountain roared, and the foehn wind swept across.
In an instant, the crimson storm swept forward along the corridor, and within it, a roaring melody suddenly burst out.
The melody was filled with chaotic fury, and hundreds of formulas emerged one after another from the music theory, combining with each other and changing, until finally, it turned into a series of complex and sophisticated terrifying forms.
Under the shroud of music theory, the soil was burned by the flames into lava. The lava climbed up along Samuel's body, cooled rapidly, and solidified into pieces of pitch-black rocks with sharp edges.
In an instant, Samuel turned into a flaming giant with terrifying heat.
— "Majepa"!
A piece of music composed by the saint Liszt based on the legendary hero Matjepa.
The hero who resurrected from the dead has gained divine power and can control the four different elements of earth, water, fire and wind. He must win on the ground and be unstoppable!
The flames turned into its war horses, the storm became the wings of the hero, and the iron and stone roared in his hands, singing praises.
Samuel roared, controlling the melody, and ran forward wildly!
In just a blink of an eye, they were facing the Romulus phalanx in the same place.
In front of him, the spears in the air exploded one after another, destroying his black stone armor, but the armor was destroyed and regenerated as if it were endless. The spear thrust out from under the iron wall penetrated his giant hand, but the iron wall also shattered in the deafening roar.
Amidst countless fragments flying, Samuo arrogantly grabbed the clay doll around him that had no time to dodge, and threw it in the direction of the spear thrower. In his hands, the clay doll was directly re-melted by the flame formula into boiling lava. After landing on the ground, it splashed around, directly melting the clay doll within a few meters.
Immediately afterwards, Samuel took a deep breath, and the black iron giant's chest expanded exaggeratedly - what he breathed out was a strong wind carrying endless chill.
The pale storm instantly enveloped the entire array, freezing them in place.
And with the sound of Barlow's flute, the roar deep in the earth became more and more exaggerated, as if something huge was coming in response to the call. In the array, Samuel quickly retreated under Barlow's shout. Immediately afterwards, the wall of the corridor shattered, and a huge mouth suddenly emerged from the side and rear, grazing Samuel's side and rushed into the array.
The huge mouth that was dozens of meters high easily contained everything in it, and then went through the wall again. Only the extremely huge body was left behind, and after a few minutes, it became thinner and thinner and disappeared without a trace.
And looking at the crack where it appears and disappears, it's only a few dozen meters deep.
On the spot, Sam Miao and Ye Qingxuan were stunned.
"What the hell is this?"
Ye Qingxuan was a little confused: he could only feel that this was some kind of projection, and the source came from the etheric world...
"The Dragon Stone School has raised the giant king of earthworms for hundreds of years in the secret realm of the etheric realm."
Barlow's face turned pale, "It's sixteen kilometers in total length, and its complete form can only be summoned by the Mace Musician. It's called the 'Snake Surrounding the Atrium of the World'."
He put away the bone flute with heartache. There were already signs of cracks on the bone flute, and it could be seen that it would not be used many times.
Samuel released Matjepa's state, revealing most of the burn marks, which looked extremely tragic. Fortunately, Miller was there for treatment, otherwise all of them would have gone home.
After this battle, no one dared to underestimate the ancient ruins of Romulus.
Who knows who's tomb has so many damn clay dolls guarding the door...
But soon, they understood.
…
"This is like a giant cemetery!"
In the huge underground square, Barlow looked into the distance. In his pair of night vision eyes, endless sarcophagi stood on the ground, extending to the end of the field of vision.
Along the way, they saw no less than a thousand coffins, and looking at the scale, there would only be more!
When Ye Qingxuan saw this huge underground cemetery, he was silent for a long time, then he pulled out the crowbar and walked towards the closest coffin. Barlow's expression changed, and before he could stop him, Ye Qingxuan simply pried open the coffin.
Amidst the dull friction, the coffin was opened, and the dust that had been sealed for hundreds of years boiled up. The dead bones were exposed in the light, and the bones of the deceased slept in the coffin, grinning like a smile.
There are no traps or poisonous snakes or beasts.
"really."
Ye Qingxuan reached out and carefully pulled out a burial dagger from the hand of the deceased, and waved it slightly twice. The cracks on the dagger spread, and it quickly rusted and weathered, making it difficult to use.
"All the people buried here are civilians of ancient Romulus."
He withdrew his gaze and looked around at the dense coffins: "If I guessed correctly, the further down, the more noble the buried people are. There may also be the tombs of soldiers, generals, temple priests... and even their emperors." Augustus' tomb. The Romulus people believed in all gods and also worshiped home fires, believing that the souls of their ancestors lived in the home fires. The corpses of their ancestors were properly buried here and would not be defiled by outsiders. .”
"... Then you just soiled your happiness." Barlow muttered, and his eyes immediately lit up: "Is there a musician? Where is the musician's grave?"
Hearing his words, the other two eyes lit up.
The Yellow King's traces are elusive and hard to find, but the cemetery will definitely not leave. If you can take this opportunity to unearth some classical music, precious musical instruments, and alchemy equipment, it will be a worthwhile trip.
"Musician?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled and shook his head: "First of all, what I want to tell you is that in ancient Romulus, although he was good at alchemy, all musicians' instruments were inherited from their families. Sons inherit their father's inheritance, unless it is damaged or of great significance. They are rarely buried with their owners, and classics are collected in the Pantheon and rarely spread among the people. Secondly, among so many coffins, do we have to open them one by one to find out which coffin contains the musician? ?”
"Mixed together?"
Barlow frowned: "Musicians are also buried in such a large cemetery?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "In Romulus, musicians are just a profession. They are called 'Black Marquis', which means messengers. Although their status is high, they are still citizens. There are only nobles, priests, senators and Augustus. And only philosophers deserve to be buried alone.”
"philosopher?"
Barlow was stunned: "Why! Is a philosopher more useful than a musician?!"
Ye Qingxuan curled his lips: "It's just because they were so annoying when they were alive. No one wants to be buried with them and become neighbors after death. Would you like it instead?"
"..." Barlow was speechless.
"Shall we continue?"
Ye Qingxuan picked up his backpack again, unfolded his mind thread, and walked in front. We passed many traps along the way, but it was obvious that many places had fallen into disrepair over a long period of time. The trap mechanisms had long been rusted to death and could not be opened.
The hinges of some gates are difficult to open, so they can only be destroyed by force through Samuel.
The further they walked forward, the more they were astounded by the scale of this underground palace: they had already gone down two floors, and they could still see coffins and some halls and rooms for future generations to worship. And judging from the burial objects of the deceased, they were still buried with civilians, but they seemed to be getting richer and richer. There were many jewelry and jewelry worth thousands of gold among the burial objects.
It's just that for musicians, these things are only used as singing supplies and to fill the huge deficit in Samuel's wallet. The remaining few people also shared some symbolically as souvenirs.
However, when they opened a door again, they saw a mess all over the ground, followed by howling wind.
Barro, who was well prepared, snorted coldly, and the shadow trembled. A lizard-like, half-human scale demon emerged from the shadow, suddenly thrust its head, and closed its arms like a crocodile.
There was a loud bang.
The stone monkey covered with cracks fell apart, and the fragments and parts were scattered all over the place. The scale demon shook his mouth in disgust, spit it out, crawled back into the shadow, and disappeared.
However, Ye Qingxuan and the others focused their attention on the corpse in the mess on the ground.
He had just died and the blood had not yet dried.
I'm afraid it was just ten minutes before they arrived.