Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian originally thought that the tomb administrator with a light brown plaques on the face had been assimilated by the underground tomb, which became part of this special place, and it would be closer to the corpse over time, which was getting closer to the corpse, completely losing his life completely The breath, permanently sleeping in the erected rotten coffin.

Who knows that he can also leave the huge tomb to the "Samararia Women's Spring" and hold a burning white candle in his hand.

"The entrance to guard the" Saamaria Woman Spring "in turns, the longer you stay there, the deeper by the special erosion of the underground tomb. Come to protect yourself from being swallowed up by the underground tomb? Once the rotation leaves, can you recover slowly?

With the distance from the distance, with the shining of the candlelight, several college students present also saw the appearance of the visitors one after another.

They all knew the costumes of the tomb administrator, but for the first time, they met the tomb administrator that made people feel rotten.

The face full of brown -brown old people's face, pure black to cold eyes, weaker to almost no breath, made them feel fearlessly, instinctively moved to each other, trying to draw warmth and courage from their companions.

Da, da, da, and slight footsteps echoed, the old tomb administrator stopped at the entrance of the "Old Tibetan Bone Hall".

Suddenly, he turned his body and cast a no temperature at Lumian.

"Some things are looking for you." The tomb administrator said hoarsely and said straightforwardly.

Find me? Do we know? Moreover, I came here to squat here today. No one has notified it. It is completely driven by impulse and temporary decision. Why do you have something to find me? Lumian was stunned for a while.

The same is true of those college students.

They did not expect that this style is interesting and scary classmates to meet with such terrible tomb administrators.

He has really explored too many underground tombs, so that he became friends with the administrators?

In addition to doubt, Lumian stood up and followed the old tomb administrator to the side of the "old Tibetan bone hall entrance".

He wanted to hear what this one had, why he came to find himself.

In the strong darkness, holding a short white candle, the face of the grave of the grave acupoints with a dim light light is used to use the emotional tone:

"The fourth layer of the southwest corner of the corpse varies, you go to deal with it."

"I?" Lumian finged herself with her right finger with her white candle.

In this kind of thing, you find other tomb administrators, find the official official, what to do to do?

And the order of order!

Do you see that my essence is an adventurer who collects money, but what is the reward ...

"Yes." The old tomb administrator nodded gently. "My spirit and meat are close to decaying, and I can't do daily fighting."

Lumian looked at the administrator in doubt, and asked tried to ask:

"Do you know me?"

On the face of the old tomb administrator, the deep wrinkles unfolded layer by layer, forming a weird smile:

"You are our kind."

Similar ... Luman has a somewhat speculative in the stubbornness.

"Go to deal with it now, the longer you drag, the more troublesome." The old tomb administrator turned his body and returned to the "Old Tibetan Bone Hall".

I'm here to stay in Harrison, who is here, not here to work for you ... Lumian murmured silently, with curiosity and confirmation, follow the tomb administrator who is more like a corpse instead of a living person. Behind it, step by step along the stairs of the stone.

In the process, he smiled at those college students, waved his hand, scaring them to be cicadas, and no one dared to respond.

When the back of Lumian and the old manager disappeared deep in the stone ladder, only a few fire lights were still residual, and several college students slowed down and relieved.

That guy is really familiar with the tomb administrator!

He absolutely knows here!

Is the rumors he just talked about true?

Recalling the consequences of the dormitory described by Lu Mian and the consequences of extinguishing candles, several college students shivered at the same time and took the white candles in their hands in their bodies.

After layer, after the Francois Tomb and the Blood Repair Hall, Lumian followed the old administrator and quickly arrived at the southwest corner of the fourth floor of the underground tomb.

With one -third of the white candles left, Lumian saw a bone with three or four meters high.

It consists of a number of Betsen bones that belong to different corpses. It is humanoid as a whole. It has seven or eight heads, and the eye sockets of all skull bones are dark and there is no flame that burns any colors.

At this time, this huge bone is opening the door of different tombs, taking out the sharp bones from it, and adding it to the bone sword in his hand.

The candlelight spreads, and it can only illuminate the area a little, and the darkness flows there like flowing water, bringing indescribable coldness and horror.

Even though Lumian had not really approached, he could not help but have a fear and resistance, just like he died step by step.

His blue eyes quickly became iron and black, reflecting the pale color on the bone of the mutation skeleton.

The depths of the chest seem to have to split the layers of white bones outside to touch.

"Do you see it? Treat it out." The old tomb administrator said again with the tone of his companion and subordinates.

"What abilities does it have?" Lumian didn't mind offering some help. After all, he had just obtained a powerful item and wanted to use it, but he couldn't just rush into battle. He had to first understand the monster's situation and plan a battle plan.

The old administrator had only one last candle in his hand, and the dim candlelight was tenaciously supporting it.

He shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but it is suppressed by the tomb and can't show too much special.

"Wait until it gets dark outside, it's not certain. We must clean it up now."

Suppressed by the underground tomb... Lumian asked thoughtfully:

"There have been several similar changes recently. Is the frequency high?"

"Normal, or once or twice a month. "The old gravekeeper replied hoarsely.

Even if it is sealed as a whole, there will still be some abnormalities? This is similar to other areas in the underground Trier...Lumian was about to ask some more questions, and the huge alien skeleton with mud and mold seemed to have discovered them, turned around suddenly, and raised the giant sword made of countless sharp bones.

The surface of the giant sword immediately burned with pale flames.

The skeletons with seven or eight heads ran towards Lumian and the gravekeeper with stiff movements but very fast speed.

The darkness flowing around surged over, bringing the coldness that froze people's bones and the terror that went straight to the soul.

Lumian did not hesitate, reached into the "traveler's bag" and grasped the "sword of courage".

A hot current quickly spread throughout his body.

"What is there to be afraid of?

"Fight, fight, fight!"

Lumian drew out the large iron-black straight sword and rushed towards the huge skeleton and the terrifying bone sword in its hand.

Then, he swung the Sword of Courage upwards.

Blazing white and blue flames suddenly ignited on the sword.

Bang!

The iron-black straight sword and the giant sword made of countless sharp bones collided in mid-air.

Lumian bent his knees and his feet sank into the mud.

The power of the skeleton was so great that the blazing white and blue flames and the pale flames entangled and annihilated each other.

Lumian was not afraid.

He tightened his thighs with excitement, and thrust his knees forward, slashing the iron-black straight sword at the behemoth instead of retreating.

The sharp bone giant sword responded with a posture like a boulder falling.

Boom!

This collision triggered a violent explosion, and the fierce shock wave rolled up the blazing white and blue flames and hit the surface of the huge skeleton, knocking it back two steps.

Lumian chased after it and slashed the Sword of Courage again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the repeated clashes of swords and huge explosions, a large number of bones on the skeleton fell off and turned black, and even the bone sword became thinner.

Finally, Lumian broke its block and slashed into its chest with a sword.

Boom!

The blazing white and blue fireball expanded there and penetrated the entire body.

The huge skeleton froze for a moment.

It collapsed as a whole, just like a stacked building block castle being pushed down.

Lumian retracted the iron-black straight sword, turned halfway, and smiled at the old tomb manager:

"It's done."

As he spoke, he stuffed the "Sword of Courage" back into the "Traveler's Bag".

As soon as he finished this action, Lumian suddenly woke up:

Just like that?

Although I had expected to rush forward and fight head-on before I grasped the sword, I had never thought of only making a head-on attack...

It's really the "Sword of Courage"...

Hearing Lumian's words, the old gravekeeper slowly approached with a white candle that was about to go out.

Lumian's thoughts raced, and relying on the help he had just provided, he pretended to be casual and asked:

"Has anyone else been to the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' in recent months?"

That should be the place with the strongest death power in the entire underground tomb, and Harrison might be attracted there.

The old gravekeeper looked at Lumian in slow motion and said in a hoarse voice:

"Put out the candle."

What? Put out the candle? Do you want me to commit suicide? Lumian's first reaction was that the gravekeeper in front of him wanted to harm him.

If you don't carry a lit white candle here, it will be strangely erased and forgotten by everyone from then on!

At this time, the candle in the gravekeeper's hand burned to the end, and after swaying for a while, it was completely extinguished.

The darkness surged towards the old man, as if drowning him in a deathly silence.

He did not disappear.

At this moment, Lumian recalled a lot, including the fact that the tomb manager regarded him as one of his kind and his own speculation about it.

Before he made the final, crazy decision, the darkness around the tomb manager spread fiercely and enveloped him.

His white candle suddenly went out.

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