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Zhang Jue had only experienced this strange feeling from Xiang Xiaomo.

Na Weng seemed to sense Zhang Jue's gaze, and immediately unleashed a powerful coercion.

Zhang Jue was shocked back a few steps by it.

"Damn, it's quite powerful."

Zhang Jue finally knew where the danger the innkeeper had told him came from.

If the seal of this thing is lifted, I'm afraid it's really not a joke.

"Okay, I see, take it back, and don't take it out again."

Zhang Jue nodded, looking out at the sky through the gap in the curtain at the door.

"Next, I will go to a tribe. No matter what, I will help you. Let this thing sink into the ground forever."

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Thanks to Qin Zhidaoer, Shen Meng Kitty and several other bigwigs for their rewards.

Chapter 417 The Seal Released

In this land, there are seven tribes. They have the ability of time travel and control different time periods.

One of the tribes controlled the period closest to that distant history, and they were also the most closed, with little contact with outsiders.

People from other tribes can only see them occasionally at the "bazaar".

According to Deriaco, chief of the Four Tribes, if anyone remembers that period of history besides the Four Tribes, it must be a Tribe.

After all, they inherited most of the "thaumaturgy", so the four tribes and the mysterious eighth tribe will take them as the final target.

Zhang Jue came to the sculpture of the four tribes, reached out to touch it, and said in his mouth: "One tribe...".

Then he opened his eyes, and he was actually in a meadow.

The previous few times were on hillsides.

The mountain of emotion turned out to be a meadow many years ago.

It seems to be reversed.

But Zhang Jue couldn't control that much, he looked around, determined the direction by feeling, and then moved forward.

He was lucky, and he saw the outlines of those tents within a short distance.

Although old, it is the style used by these tribes.

But before he got close, he smelled a very strong smell of blood.

I'm late!

Zhang Jue didn't know well, so he sped up and ran outside the tent of a tribe.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a lot of bright red blood, some of which hadn't even completely dried up.

He looked inside, and there were many corpses lying here and there on the ground.

The clothes of these people are very simple, most of them are made of wild animal skins, their complexion is dark, their hands are covered with calluses, it seems that they are all from a tribe.

Judging from the rigidity of the corpses, their death time would definitely not exceed an hour.

Zhang Jue looked around vigilantly.

The enemy may still be here.

If he had spoken less to the chiefs of the four tribes and had come here earlier, maybe he could have prevented this disaster from happening.

The average person might be a little annoyed.

But Zhang Jue won't.

Regret is the most useless emotion.

When you encounter a problem, if you can’t change it, then accept it, and then make some remedies within your ability, this is the right way.

It is not too late to make up for the so-called dead sheep.

He walked cautiously into the tribe.

The further you go in, the more tragic the battle becomes.

Many guards were even cut in half by unknown weapons, and their intestines spilled all over the place.

Zhang Jue wanted to find someone alive, but unfortunately, everyone he saw died.

Looking at the tragic battle situation, Zhang Jue frowned slightly.

He also went to the other Seven Tribes that were wiped out, but there was no corpse there, and the ground was even cleaned. After the enemy killed them, they cleaned the battlefield.

But this time the other party did not do so, it seemed that they only moved their own body away.

And the people of these tribes can only lie here forever.

Why is this, and is there any difference between Seven Tribes and One Tribe?Could it be because he didn't want to expose himself when he eliminated the Seven Tribes?Or are they in a hurry?

Zhang Jue thought as he walked, and finally came to the biggest tent.

It has always been the residence of the tribal chief.

Blood was splashed on the curtain at the door, Zhang Jue took a deep breath, opened the curtain and walked in.

When Zhang Jue entered the tent, he saw several huge pillars. An old man with white beard and white hair was tied to one of the pillars and had passed away.

Both his hands and feet were broken, and his chest was also cut open with a sharp weapon. The place where his heart used to be was replaced with a stone.

The opponent's method is quite cruel.

Looking at the old chief's body, Zhang Jue suddenly felt that the patterns on the pillars tied to him seemed a bit strange.

He squatted down to study carefully, and found that there were similar patterns on several other pillars, and the source of each pattern was connected to a candle holder.

Recalling what the chiefs of the four tribes had done before, Zhang Jue stepped forward, held the candle holder, and turned it around vigorously.

"Kakakakaka-"

Sure enough, there was a sound similar to mechanical gears.

Zhang Jue waited for a long time, but there was nothing unusual.

He thought for a while, and twisted another candlestick.

There were seven pillars in this large tent, and Zhang Jue twisted them seven times.

When he twisted the last candlestick, the whole tent suddenly shook.

Then with a click, the two stone slabs on the ground suddenly separated left and right, and a secret passageway appeared.

The secret passage is about one meter square, just enough to accommodate an adult to pass through.

A stone step extends down, and the depth inside is unknown.

If Zhang Jue's guess is correct, this should be the place where a tribe stored the urn.

He took out the lighter he carried with him, lit it and threw it down.

The lighter gurgled and tumbled downwards, and after a while, it lost its light. It seemed that it was very deep inside.

Zhang Jue took out the flashlight dedicated to the Administration Bureau from the different space, put it in his hand, patted it, and then walked down after lighting it up.

It is just a professional habit to try the depth, no matter how deep it is, can it go deeper than 087?

Besides, with his current strength, no matter what

If he plays 087 again, the first thing that face sees him is probably to run away—of course, it was the same before.

Zhang Jue took a flashlight and went all the way down, but it was a pity that he didn't bring melon seeds this time.

Without those strange things messing around, he was fast on his feet.

The downward part of the entire ladder is about 100 meters, and he reached the bottom in a few minutes.

Zhang Jue took a photo with the flashlight and found that the opposite was actually a secret room.

The huge copper lock had been roughly opened, the parts were scattered all over the place, and the door was ajar, revealing a little gap.

Just as Zhang Jue was about to open the door and go in to have a look, he heard a humming sound coming from the room.

At this moment, deep underground, the surroundings are quiet and silent. If it was someone else, they would probably be startled by the sudden sound.

But who is Zhang Jue, he is not very sensitive to fear by nature.

This kind of sound will not scare him away, it will only make him more curious.

Without hesitation, he kicked open the door and shone inside with a flashlight.

Then, he saw another scene that would make ordinary people scream.

The room is small, only about a few square meters.

Several very thick chains run from the wall to the center of the room.

They are all bundled on an urn.

And there was actually a person in that urn.

To be precise, it was a human head protruding from the urn.

With disheveled hair and bleeding from the seven orifices, it was very terrifying.

It looked like he had his hands and feet cut off, and then put into that urn. He was an incomplete human pig.

Although the man looked miserable, he was not completely dead. The whining sound was made by him.

Still the same sentence, if anyone saw this kind of scene, I would be scared to pee, but luckily it was Zhang Jue.

Instead of being frightened, he moved closer.

Because he felt that this person seemed a little familiar.

He took a closer look, and suddenly said in shock: "Dr. Acheson?!"

That's right, the human pig in the urn was Dr. Acheson, the Occult Alliance researcher he had been looking for for a long time.

It hasn't been long since Dr. Acheson was made like this, and he still seems to be conscious.

Hearing someone call his name, he exhausted all his strength and said, "You... who are you..."

Dr. Acheson was in a very bad state at this time, and the reason why he was still able to speak was probably due to the flashback.

Zhang Jue immediately said: "I am Zhang Jue, special advisor to the Bureau of Abnormal Biology, and I am here to look for you, Dr. Acheson, who made you like this, and 140, is it still under your control? "

Dr. Acheson was screwed like this, 140 obviously wouldn't be on him.

Zhang Jue only hoped that Dr. Acheson kept it in another place and that it would not be taken away by others.

"Consultant Zhang..."

Dr. Acheson repeated his name, obviously he had heard of Zhang Jue's name.

He didn't answer Zhang Jue's words, but murmured, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have listened to him..."

His body was about to fail, Zhang Jue hurriedly asked: "Who did you listen to, why did you bring 140 here, and what is it that is sealed here?"

Zhang Jue asked several questions in a row, afraid that if he was too late, he would lose his chance.

Dr. Acheson gasped and said, "Spear..."

"Mao? What hair?!"

"Quick... go back... stop them..."

Dr. Acheson's voice was intermittent. He could no longer communicate with Zhang Jue normally, and he relied on his thoughts to say what he thought was important.

"They want to... lift the seal..."

After Dr. Acheson finished these last few words, his head sank and he finally lost his breath.

Zhang Jue didn't know what "Mao" he was talking about.

But Dr. Acheson's meaning has been expressed very clearly.

Someone wanted to break the seal here, and tricked him into rushing over with 140.