The Summoner

The golden color of the giant door has dimmed, because the rich blood net has been attached to it.

A half-meter wide gap is slightly opened, and the inside is still magnificent. However, when you look at it from the outside, you can find the wall and ground of beams and columns paved with gold bricks, plus countless beautiful gems inlaid on it.

The self-shining light circulates in the inside, which seems to turn the inside into a palace of gold casting.

On both sides of the wall, there are stone statues with gold lines.

The head of the crocodile is a person with a long-handled tomahawk, nearly three meters in height, and a wide body, standing majesticly on the spot. There are a lot of them. It seems to be the guard of this sleeping tomb, which adds to the majesty of this sleeping tomb.

Worthy of being the tomb of God!

It's just that no one outside dared to take steps easily, also because this is the tomb of the gods.

The ground laid with gold bricks is full of bones, all kinds of which can vaguely identify the undecayed armor and weapons, and the fragments of stone statues scattered in the bones, which are clearly destroyed. .

It seems that the sleeping tomb of God is not as silent as the outside world sees.

It is full of danger!

Right at the door.

Trish, who had solved the problem of how to enter the door, hesitated.

Not only her, but the five black robe attendants were also silent, apparently feeling a little scared in their hearts.

Adrien slowly opened his eyes at this time, smelling the rich **** smell in his nose, and thinking about it with his toes, he knew that the 10 idiots who followed him were now dead and became sacrifices when they entered the door. .

His eyes looked at the giant door ahead, and a natural force gently enveloped him.

The bright red blood net has spread to every corner of the giant gate.

Adrien looked deeper.

In the little blood mist filled with blood web, through his eyes or some kind of strange induction, he can perceive that there is a grieving soul in the painful wailing, with grudges and unwillingness, and bursting from the depths of the soul Curse.

Only with the circulation of the blood net, the grievance was weakening rapidly, and the so-called curse could not hurt him at all.

"This is..."

Adrien sighed slightly, "Why?"

Trish's eyes with a playful color looked straight at him: "No?"

Adrien shook his head: "Doesn't matter?"

"That's good."

Tracy smiled: "Although I don't think it matters."

There was satisfaction on her delicate pretty face: "Did you still leave two?" Raised the staff made of rattan and nodded beside Adrien: "And your loyal guard leader, and our due diligence Wizard."

"...Thank you for your kindness!" The old guide burst into tears and knelt down with a puff.

"kindness?"

Trish chuckled low, "What a tempting and beautiful vocabulary."

It's just that in her eyes, the fanaticism is extremely cold: "But when I was a child, when my benevolent father let me enter his room, I was very disgusted with this term." Looking at the old guide , She suddenly chuckled again: "Of course you have the right to choose."

"...Choose?" The old guide was already shaking on the ground and couldn't help himself.

"Yes, kind, I decided to give you the right to choose."

Tracy chuckled.

She turned suddenly, her delicate chin pointed into the door: "Do you intend to go directly into the giant door and continue to be my guide...or pray that after 5 minutes, you will enter the giant door to be my guide again?"

"Go in...into?" The old guide collapsed to the ground with tears and runny faces all over her face: "Dear Master, I am over seventy years old, please let me enjoy my old age, what am I really Can't do it!" He even hugged the legs of Fedo and Adrien next to him: "Two adults, please, please help me plead!"

Tracy didn't even look at Adrien and Fedo, but still staring at the old guide, a strange dark red light appeared in the depths of her eyes: "So have you chosen?"

"I... go now."

The old guide smiled miserably.

Loosing and holding Adrien and Fedo's hands, he stood up dry, wiped the tears and snot from his face, and made himself barely decent: "I've left the mud town to be employed outside When I was a soldier, I knew that greed would kill myself, so I tried to make myself not greedy, and then I really survived."

"Huh?" Tracy looked at him.

"It's a pity." The old guide grinned: "When I was old, I was supposed to enjoy my old age, but I was buried in the wild because of greed." He paused and looked at Adrien: "Fate, it's really impossible Think about it."

"I will give you the pension you deserve." Adrien sullenly said: "Enough for your family."

"Do not."

The old guide stooped down and picked up his cane: "I have no relatives."

Rickling slowly walked into the gap of the giant door: "My distant nephew is not good to me, do I need a pension? I was originally a mercenary **** outside, a cheap bone that died because of greed. ."

However, Tracy said humorously: "It is worth mentioning that this is the tomb of the gods, and you should be honored to be buried here."

"is it?"

The old guide came to the door: "Maybe it is!"

He stepped into the giant gate, and his figure walked forward, but the people outside seemed to enter a weird space. As the waves rose, the figure he saw at a time became more and more blurred.

"Whizzing--"

Several shadows appeared instantly, and the stone statues placed on the walls on both sides were alive.

The head of the crocodile, wearing a gold-made braided armor, holding a long-handled battle axe in the same gold shape, strode to the vague figure in front of him, and as the axe split, a slight muffled voice came out of the giant door, bringing With the surging waves, the scenes inside disappeared slowly.

There was a black robe squinting slightly, with an accident between the eyebrows: "Is this over?"

Another black robe followed subconsciously to Feiduo: "The old man didn't try to detect anything at all, so let's continue to put it in, and observe carefully whether there is any danger?"

"No need."

Trish spoke lightly: "Useless."

"Why useless?" The black robe looked at each other.

"Stupid warrior." Trish sneered mercilessly: "Because after entering this giant gate, it is the real sleeping tomb of the gods, not the imaginary form we are currently seeing. The Palace of Portal Coordinates!"

"Oh." The black robe entourages bowed their heads and did not continue to ask.

"Let's go in."

Tracy clenched her staff: "Be prepared for battle." She looked at Adrien next to her, and her tone was also commandingly tough: "My little cute, if you are in danger, then put your natural ally Call out, I think your existence can help us solve many troubles!"

"Understood." Adrien nodded, holding the thick druid book in his arms.

"It is worthy of my favorite little cutie."

Tracy smiled at the corner of her mouth.

She glanced at Feiduo, who said nothing, and raised her eyebrows: "I think you can protect your aristocratic young master. If he has any problems, I think you will suffer the same fate. I am not kidding. "

"I will protect Lord Adrien!" Fei Duo answered dumbly.

"well."

Tracy nodded and led the team into the giant gate.

The black robe entourage was also half monitored and watched, overseeing Adrien and Fedo going in the same way.

The gap of the giant gate is very narrow, and only one person can pass at a time, and when Adrien enters this gap, he can feel vaguely in his heart that he seems to have passed through some kind of void crack and came to a new place.

——Talent: Void induction (passive)

This is the key he can perceive.

In a trance moment, there was a crisp "click" sound under his feet, and the boring and rotten bones were trampled by him. Looking down, he found that he just stood on the thigh bone of a certain remains, and his feet were all broken. Bone residue.

He has come to the tomb.

This is a magnificent hall, but extremely vast hall.

The square is comparable to the outside world. It is even larger. Even when he looks at it, he can't see the end at a glance. Although it is blocked by the hazy golden light, it is only a few kilometers wide from the visual point of view.

And the bones of the earth, the broken stones of the earth, and the destroyed buildings on the earth.

"coming."

Tracy and her black robe followed in front.

Feiduo, holding a round shield and axe, still guarded carefully beside him.

Because hundreds of meters away in front of you, you can see the rows of stone figures of crocodile heads, all of which are listed there, and there are many collapsed stone figures, mixed with countless bones, covering the entire hall.

At a glance, it is estimated that tens of thousands of people have died here.

"Here…"

Adrien breathed slightly, "It's amazing?"

Shaking his fist slightly, he couldn't help but murmured: "I feel it, this is... this is a natural... cruel? This is really a wonderful experience... I can feel it!"

"Oh?" Tracey chuckled: "It seems that my favorite talent, Druid, perceives something." She shrugged strangely: "No way, the great deity we are sleeping in, It used to be a deity of the Department of Nature. Although it only has a little clergy, it can still be sensed by the Druid."

"Natural deity?" Adrian swallowed. "What is this?"

"Ancient Divine System."

Tracy explained casually: "The gods that grew up on the consciousness of nature." She didn't explain too much: "It's like the demon lords supported by the abyss consciousness."

"That's it?" Adrian looked up inexplicably and looked forward.

"Go."

Tracy spoke.

Frowning across the front: "Our old guide is missing the body?"

The black robe followed and looked forward, Shen Sheng said: "I didn't find the corpse of this guy, maybe it was absorbed by the remaining power of this sleeping tomb." The tone was abrupt, and they warned: "Look, there are two structures The position of the warrior is very close, it seems to have moved, if you guessed right, it is the two who just solved our guide."

"Are you sure?" Tracy voice was very calm.

"can."

Five black robe attendants nodded.

After hesitating for a moment, he still said affirmatively: "It has been ten thousand years since this bedside mausoleum has not received any sacrifices, and the **** of the river and the swamp, the belief under the crown of Sobek has been cut off on the main plane, Even if there is still a little power left, it is too weak to pose any threat to us!"

"Very good." Trixie's mouth turned slightly.

"Bum--"

But at this moment, at the end of this sleeping tomb, there was a strange sound.

Seemingly hoarse, seemingly vicissitudes, seemingly sinking forever, but with clear words, with a power that can confuse people: "Who is calling my God's name? Who is craving my power? Who is in Pass on my glory?"

The wreckage.

Pieces of collapsed buildings all over the ground.

And at the end of the eyes, it seems to be a few kilometers away. Opposite this hall, the golden light is shining,