[Consuming 40 points of experience... Maga fighting skill level has been raised to lv4! Physique +0.4, strength +0.4!]
[The current level of Marga Fighting has been raised to lv4, and an exclusive bonus-the power of the tiger!]
[The power of the tiger—strength +0.4! The duration is 30 seconds, and it will fall into a weak state after use, strength -0.2, constitution -0.2, and the duration is 3 hours!]
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Seeing the prompt, a look of surprise appeared on Sulu's face.
"Maga fighting skill has been upgraded to lv4, and there is still a branch bonus? This so-called tiger's power is actually a berserk technique!"
Although there are some sequelae, it is good to use it to desperately at critical moments.
At this moment alone, his strength has already reached 1.5, half more than ordinary people!
It is even easier to deal with mutant mice.
It didn't take long for him to come to the end of the fork.
It was a dead end, blocked off by a thick wall, and there was a foul, rotten smell.
Sulu picked up the oil lamp, and under the dim light, a figure lying on the ground was reflected, with several large clumps of darkness moving rustlingly above it, occasionally revealing scarlet eyes.
"Corpse?! A rotting corpse?"
Sulu frowned, this was obviously a trouble.
On top of the corpse, mutated mice bared their teeth and claws, making threatening squeaking sounds.
"Could it be... this corpse is the source of their mutation?"
Sulu looked around again.
Under the corpse, a pool of dark brown marks was very large, with a smell that disturbed him.
"The rats are holding on to guard the source of mutation? It shouldn't be the corpse, but the environment they can't take away... Could it be this pool of blood?"
Sulu felt that he might have guessed the truth.
The origin of this carrion is definitely not simple, and his death has affected the environment in this area, resulting in mutant mice.
These mutated mice possessed simple wisdom, knowing that if they left here, they would lose the opportunity to continue to evolve and increase their companions, so they refused to leave and attacked the clearers many times.
"Could it be the remains of an extraordinary person?!"
Sulu's eyes brightened, and he took a few steps forward.
"Squeak!"
In order to protect the most important property, several big mice rushed up immediately.
It's a pity that when the normal rat population is almost dead and the number of mutated rats has dropped sharply, there are only five or six here now.
Sulu showed no mercy, one pick for each pick.
In the end, the pickaxe in his hand flew out, nailing the last mouse that seemed to be in a semi-mutated state to the ground.
"There should be more than these mutated mice. Maybe some of them resisted the temptation smartly and took the little brother away?"
Sulu guessed secretly and came to the corpse.
To his surprise, even though the corpse had been dead for a while, it didn't show a high degree of decay, it just shrank from dehydration and turned into a mummified corpse, and its skin also turned blue-black.
On the corpse, there are still a large number of incomplete parts, which should be formed by mice gnawing.
"With so many mutated rats, and manipulating the rat swarm, it's not difficult to drag away a corpse... Is it because this corpse is unique? Or is it because you can't bear this environment?"
Sulu didn't know, because he didn't move the mouse's language.
At this time, he raised the oil lamp and illuminated the face of the mummy.
"Sorry... I really don't recognize your gender!"
The corpse was wearing a black robe with a hood, it was already very broken, and, just by looking at a skinny skull, who could tell the gender clearly
Sulu held back his nausea and turned over with a pickaxe.
Tear!
The tattered black robe was easily torn to shreds. After a rough search, only a few trophies were found—a few pieces of parchment contained in an iron cylinder, and a small money bag.
The quality of the money bag is very good. After opening, a few golden rays of light spilled out.
"This is... a golden dragon?!"
Sulu nodded, picked them up one by one, counted them, and there were five of them.
The golden dragon is a minted gold coin with a dragon head pattern on the back and the head of William the Conqueror of the West on the front. It is very heavy. One golden dragon can be exchanged for ten standard silver eagles. It will also rise by one or two percent.
"It can be said... I have worked part-time for several months, and I don't have so much money!"
If it was before, Sulu would be very excited to get such a windfall suddenly.
But now, he cares more about the extraordinary clues he got from the other party.
Taking the broken paper he picked up under the oil lamp, the strangely shaped text on it immediately made Sulu frown: "It's not common Hebrew, nor is it ancient Hebrew!"
On the light yellow thick parchment, the delicate texture has an indescribable touch, but the black fonts are distorted like snakes. Just looking at it a few more times, Sulu actually felt a little dizzy.
"It should be an ancient language, I have to go back and check the information..."
Looking at the corpse, Sulu fell into deep thought for a moment.
The other party is very likely to be an extraordinary person. Once he is found dead here, and he is the first to find out, troubles will inevitably follow.
Therefore, the corpse must be destroyed and the traces must be destroyed to protect this secret!
As for the corpse girl's creation
It is not clear whether the other party is a man or a woman, nor does it say that the corpse is incomplete.
Just saying that after seeing a ghost last time, isn't Sulu still afraid of the dark
Anyway, even if he was killed, he would not dare to try that secret ritual again.
"This is just an abandoned section of the sewer, it won't be too difficult to deal with!"
Sulu looked at the dark brown ground around him. This was the trace formed by the mixture of blood and soil. More importantly, it seemed to be directly related to the mutation of the giant rat.
"These have to be shoveled out and thrown into the ditch!"
After the calculation was clear, Sulu immediately returned to the ground, brought in more tools, and began to destroy the corpse.
Ding!
Suddenly, a black lacquered object was planed out, making a crisp sound.
"Huh?"
Sulu moved it and found that it was a rhombus-shaped black iron piece, the size of a child's palm, with a Ouroboros pattern engraved in the center.
"The Ring of Ouroboros... The legendary Ouroboros, with its head constantly devouring the snake's tail, implying eternity in the end?!"
Sulu, who recalled some knowledge of hunting demons, appraised it slightly: "In mysticism, it is a very important symbol, but it is not recognized by the Seven Gods!"
At present, it seems that this is a token or badge
Sulu thought for a while, put the iron piece in his arms, and then strode out of the fork.
Not long after he left, a mass of flames rose up, gradually covering the entire passage, devouring everything greedily...