Infinite Throne

Lin Yebai was also very satisfied with the reaction of the high priest. Like other grave keepers, he looked not very smart.

The movement here attracted other grave keepers. When they saw the high priest, the first thing they did was to kneel down and salute and pray.

"Atlas will be the new chief guard in the future. He is better and more heroic than Nicholas." After the high priest finished speaking, he gathered the black sand on the ground and turned it into golden epaulettes on the outside of Lin Yebai's white robe. One on each side, the sunflower totem is exquisite and dazzling, connected by slender golden tassels, shining with golden light, and extremely gorgeous, symbolizing the duties of the chief guard and the authority above ten thousand people.

"I will always serve you." Lin Yebai put his right hand on his chest and saluted the high priest.

[I am a little green dragon]: The last Nicholas that Zaizai served is gone

[Red Heart Pitaya]: The last person Zaizai served was Lin Fugui

[Class Representative]: In summary, Zaizai is the master

[Fuluobei]: No, they are too weak, the main god is still alive

[The Great Salty One]: Don't set a flag, I'm afraid

The high priest nodded with satisfaction and disappeared in light.

The other gravekeepers continued to kneel down to worship Lin Yebai, who would be their new master and new chief guard from now on.

"Lord Atlas, where is Lord Nicholas?"

"Lord Nicholas was besieged by dozens of evil god apostles and was defeated. He eventually turned into sand and died."

"Lord Nicholas..." The gravekeepers were all very sad.

Although Lord Nicholas had been taking bribes, he was actually a boss who cared for his subordinates. He was also very powerful. If he really wanted to escape and was familiar with the terrain, he would always have a chance. Now he died so easily, he must not want to live.

He has been immortal for thousands of years, but now he can only survive by relying on holy blood. Apart from this life, they have nothing to lose. Death is also a good destination.

The gravekeepers understand Lord Nicholas very well, and they are very convinced of the new boss Lord Atlas.

Lord Atlas cares for his subordinates more than Lord Nicholas. Even if there are many evil god apostles in the underground palace, no one can destroy the rest of the deceased with the presence of the high priest.

After this mercenary group was wiped out, other mercenary groups were also afraid to act rashly in the underground palace. Whether they like it or not, they put on the uniform white robes of the gravekeepers, painted their arms and other parts of the body that were exposed to their faces black, and tried to get close to the image of other gravekeepers.

The Pope led the fanatics to clear everywhere, trying to find the evil god apostles hiding among the gravekeepers, using various methods.

Most of the time, it was in vain. No matter how stupid the taskers in the main god space of the mountain village were, they were smarter than the gravekeepers whose brains were sanded. Those believers have been in a closed position for a long time. They only know how to provide faith, which is similar to pigs in a pen. They are not very smart.

Finally, the core power of the high priest, the saint, came out from the inner layer of the underground palace.

The saints also wore white robes, but they did not wear cloaks and showed their faces openly. Although they called themselves "saints", they actually had a kind of rotten and stiff breath. They probably slept in the coffin for too long and looked very stiff.

The saints have strong combat power. Each saint can beat two or three Nicholas. There are at least more than 20 saints coming out of the inner layer. For a time, the taskers who were frantically digging for treasures in the underground palace became much more honest.

And Lin Yebai has returned to the city lord's mansion and saw the box of golden nails that can never be used up. Although the nails have entities, they are essentially a special materialization form of a special power.

Lin Yebai found a small hammer and went to the outer layer of the underground palace to nail the coffin.

No one knows better than him what is inside the coffin.

He nailed all the coffins shut, one nail in each of the four corners, as the high priest said.

Each coffin was very honest and quiet, perhaps because the contents inside had disappeared.

The coffins on the outer layer of the underground palace were opened by other treasure hunters after Lin Yebai opened them once, and they were cleaner than their faces.

I don't know if the high priest knows it. It is definitely impossible to be omniscient and omnipotent. There are too many things that the high priest doesn't know.

Lin Yebai drew a new map. Every time he nailed a coffin, he drew a circle on the map.

It took several days to nail all the coffins on the outer layer of the underground palace. Some damaged coffins were repaired intact by him and put back into the tomb.

For each coffin he nailed, he would add a "good and fast" sign on the inner wall of the coffin lid to carry out the endorsement to the end.

In this process, Lin Yebai inevitably dealt with those white-robed saints and became more familiar with each other. In comparison, the loyal Atlas is more likable than Nicholas, and the saints all accepted the new chief of guards.

"Atlas, can you repair coffins?" asked a saint.

"Yes, Saint."

"What a useful ability." The saints sighed.

"His High Priest asked me to seal all the coffins in the underground palace. Do the coffins in the inner layer need it as well?" Lin Yebai asked.

"I think it is also necessary. You haven't been to the inner layer yet."

"Yes."

"We will take you there, and replace our coffins with new ones. We need golden ones." The saints are probably the people with the highest status below the high priests. They are used to looking down on others, and their tone is always proud and commanding.

"I prefer silver..." another saint sighed.

"There are many brand-new coffins in my coffin shop. If the adults don't mind, I want to transport the coffins into the inner layer." Lin Yebai suggested.

"Yes, I think it's feasible." The saints unanimously agreed with Lin Yebai's suggestion.

At the same time, Milk Rabbit, who had already painted his face black, felt happy.

She finally heard important news!

"Good and fast" The coffin shop is about to transport a batch of coffins into the inner layer! This is a good opportunity. As long as you hide in the coffin, you can enter the mysterious inner layer and seize the opportunity.

Recently, "Laki" has been thinking every day, Lord Nicholas died so tragically! Lord Nicholas died heroically. We must kill all the evil god's apostles to avenge Lord Nicholas! It's all ineffective and noisy bullshit.

Three-quarters of the tomb-keepers are men, and there are even fewer female tomb-keepers in the underground palace. There is irrefutable evidence that all the tomb-keepers must be gay.

Milk Rabbit used to curse "Laki" every day, but now he feels happy. "Laki" is really a little genius! So useful!

Naitu immediately went to discuss with Aotian. This was a great opportunity to complete the task and he must act.

"That's a good idea, but how can we hide in the coffin without being discovered?"

"The new guard captain Atlas is said to be highly regarded by the high priest. He must be very strong. Maybe the high priest left something on him. It's not necessarily true. Once something goes wrong with him, the high priest will find out immediately."

"Atlas cannot be touched. We can get into the coffin in advance and hide. I know a special spell that can disguise us into a state of suspended animation. We have no breath and no weight. We are almost like paper figures. Just put it in the coffin when the time comes.”

"When it's time to take action, untie the spell and we can come out of the coffin."

The missionaries discussed it and quickly came up with a seamless solution.

"Okay, not bad." Aotian was very satisfied.

It seems that their Aotian Mercenary Group will take the lead again in this world. The Milk Rabbit is really a big killer. He once again began to lament that he had made a wise and great decision by inviting Naitu into the mercenary group.

Lin Yebai had been thinking in sync with Naitu, and was very satisfied to learn that they had figured out a way to get in.

Lin Yebai asked Qian Shenghua, Suisui and Crow to hide outside the underground palace and not come out for the time being. The two dogs were taken into his servant's space by him in case of emergency.

Everything has been arranged, just waiting for the chess pieces to be put into the dice.

One dark night, a group of gravekeepers quietly entered Atlas's coffin shop.

"Why is it called this name? It's really strange."

"Good and fast...breathtaking."

"Maybe this is the Aboriginal."

"Is this Atlas a companion?"

"Have you seen it?" The missionaries of the Aotian Mercenary Group were talking about it.

"I haven't seen him before. He is much more low-key than Nicholas. He was busy nailing coffins in the underground palace a few days ago. It is said that he looks quite good. He should be regarded as a mini-boss."

The Aotian Mercenary Group had never seen Captain Atlas head-on. They had been living in obscurity for a long time. At that time, Atlas was injured and was recuperating outside.

Later, they were still working as Voldemort, escaping from the pursuit of the saints, but they only knew that such a person existed and did not know what he looked like. They never thought that Atlas would be the same person as the "Laki" they met.

"Laki has seen it. This Atlas is not as powerful as Nicholas. Not long ago, he was an ordinary tombkeeper. He was able to become the captain of the guard all because of rainbow farts. He only knows how to please the high priest. In fact, his combat effectiveness is very poor. ." Naitu smiled scornfully, she has inside information. I would also like to praise "Laki" quietly, this tool man is really easy to use.

Aotian now regards the milk rabbit as a treasure, and even the professor has taken a back seat. He smiled and said:

"That's good. Let's take his head when we have time to make up for the loss. This mission world is too boring. I haven't gotten any good things. I'm either being chased by this or that. I hope I can finally do it. If the ticket is large, we will get it back with interest.”

"I think this matter is risky. We couldn't get in after trying so many methods before, but now we can get in easily because of the coffin. This is very abnormal." The professor had to pour cold water on him. He had a not-so-good feeling. The premonition is getting stronger and stronger. Ever since Naitu used the telepathic connection, I felt that it wasn't very good at that time. He had always had a strong premonition that the Aotian Mercenary Group might be in trouble this time.

"It can't be said to be easy now. We still have the risk of being discovered." Ao Tianyun said with a smile:

"We know so much inside information, all based on the psychic connection of Naitu, which shows that we are lucky. If this is not accurate, then nothing can be accurate. If we miss this opportunity, who will be responsible for everyone's losses?"

The professor was silent and then said:

"The world has always been a place for newcomers to advance in missions, and mercenary groups like ours, which have a certain strength, have entered late. The Gravekeepers obviously have sufficient experience in dealing with outsiders like us, which shows that this is not the first time that this world has welcomed The fact that the treasure has never been taken out shows that the mission is not as simple as we imagined.”

"Maybe the new people who entered this world early are still alive. It would be great if we could find them and ask for some inside information."

"Let's talk about it later. The top priority is to enter the inner layer. I think the treasure must be inside the inner layer." Aotian insisted on going in, but the professor couldn't persuade him and decided to stay outside.

He quietly made a divination. Aotian Mercenary Group, very bad luck.

Aotian, very bad luck.

Naitu, very bad luck.

All the members of the group are very bad luck.

Recently, the luck of the members has not been very good. They have been unlucky all the time. It's either this person or that person who is unlucky. Maybe this is really a manifestation of bad luck.

Aotian's luck is very strong. It's like being restrained when entering this world. The broken ship is going to sink, so it's better to escape first. The professor was silent for a long time and said:

"I decided to look for it in the city. Maybe I can find a tasker who came earlier than us."

"There must be key information."

"At present, we know very little about this city, which is not conducive to doing tasks."

"Just afraid of death, I really misjudged you." A tasker whispered.

The professor smiled and didn't care. It was another bad luck hexagram. I hope this tasker won't scream too loudly before he dies.

Everything is ready, and the action begins.

The taskers each found a coffin, used the talisman, turned into a small paper man, and hid in the coffin.

Lin Yebai led the saints to the "Good and Fast" coffin shop.

In the dark night, the saints exuded a white light, as holy as angels, with smooth faces, still maintaining the appearance of their youth, and their gestures, although stiff, also had an unparalleled sense of power.

"It seems that our previous coffins were made by you." The saints felt close when they saw the familiar coffins in the store.

"I have to say, it's my honor." Lin Yebai was neither humble nor arrogant to the saints, and rarely contributed rainbow farts.

In this way, the high priest will feel unique.

There is a brief introduction in Atlas's attribute card. He is good at making coffins and once made a terrifying coffin. It is definitely not the coffin of the saints. Maybe it has something to do with the high priest and the owner of the finger.

What the truth is, it remains to be explored, just like a treasure covered in dust, it needs to be unraveled and carefully wiped to reveal its true appearance.

"Atlas, the coffin you made is better than before." The saints praised the coffin after seeing it.

When the coffin was opened, the inside was smooth and flat, with a strange sense of ritual. No matter who saw this gorgeous and noble coffin, they would want to lie in it.

The paper people can choose to be invisible. Under the effect of the spell, they are close to death, with no sense of existence and no flaws. They just fooled around temporarily.

Because it was Atlas's territory, the saints did not suspect that there would be any problems here, and they were not very vigilant.

Lin Yebai's perception was extremely strong. At first glance, he could not accurately find the location of the paper people. He had to look a few more times to find them.

The coffin was carried by the gravekeepers and transported to the bank of the Mercury River.

When Lin Yebai looked at the Mercury River again, he felt something was wrong. This river seemed not as pure as before.

The saints closed their eyes and chanted the ancient sacrificial words. A layer of white mist filled the Mercury River, and finally melted into a white and soft cloud. They stepped on it and used the cloud as a carrier. It looked very stable.

Lin Yebai finally understood why he couldn't get through the Mercury Galaxy. This special operation was indeed difficult for others to explore except for true confidants.

The cloud group ignored gravity and floated lightly about four or five meters above the Mercury Galaxy. It flew to the other side automatically with the control of the saints, which was very convenient.

Lin Yebai finally entered the inner layer with his coffin and most of the members of the Aotian Mercenary Group.

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At the same time, a broken-armed gravekeeper met a mercenary group and was caught by the other side, but was treated very well. They patiently accompanied the broken-armed Laki and listened to him talk about his inner suffering.

"I didn't expect that the Atlas guard captain would be such a person." The taskers who had learned the ancient city language stood up for Laki.

"This kind of person is not worthy of being the guard captain! He must have deceived the high priest." This group of taskers witnessed too much and decided to find another way and surrender directly to the high priest. Laki was the stepping stone for their surrender.

"Lord Nicholas is so powerful and heroic, he must have been assassinated by the despicable Atlas!" Lackey clenched his fists.

Having been Voldemort for so long, Lackey was full of resentment. No one understood him before. Instead, the gravekeeper brothers advised him to apologize to Atlas, saying that Atlas was broad-minded and would definitely forgive him.

It was so humiliating!

Fortunately, he met this group of like-minded good brothers, who understood him very well and firmly believed that Atlas was a bad guy.

"Yes! We also think Nicholas was assassinated! Lackey, we believe in you, you can definitely expose Atlas's conspiracy in front of the high priest and reveal his despicable and shameless true face."

"Except you, no one believes me..." Lackey burst into tears. He was so sad, the whole world was asleep but he was awake, the whole world was confused but he was clear.

"Don't be afraid, we will accompany you to find the high priest to clarify the injustice you have suffered." The taskers spoke in an extremely gentle tone. Whether they can surrender to the high priest depends on this one move.

Sometimes you have to approach the task from multiple angles to get the treasure. You don't have to confront the high priest head-on. You can just surrender directly.

Laki paused. Are these people not very smart?

They are the evil god's apostles who are like rats crossing the street. If they take the initiative to see the high priest, aren't they going to die?

"We have no faith, but we are willing to believe in the high priest. We only hope that the high priest can accept our surrender." The tasker's eyes were sincere.

Laky was stunned. What they said made sense. Not every outsider who entered the underground palace was an apostle of the evil god. It was normal for some of them to be willing to serve the high priest.

"Mr. Laky, are you willing to be a messenger of justice and peace? Convey our wishes to the high priest?"

"We will also find evidence that Atlas is a traitor, help you overthrow his rule, and help you become the new chief of the guard."

Laky's heart warmed up and he said loudly: "I do!"

If there is no torch in the dark night, then he will be the one holding the torch, even if he is misunderstood by others, even if he endures many insults, he will reveal the bloody truth!

This is a great alliance, marking the end of another force. But at this moment, they don't know what their future fate will be. They only feel that they have been swept by the torrent of fate and are about to change the world.