The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The scale of this tomb is much more luxurious than the previous two tombs.

The wide burial hall is made up of several football fields, burial passages extending in all directions, and dozens of burial chambers for stacking coffins and treasures.

Almost every tomb is filled with piles of objects, which are greedy.

After exploring each tomb and confirming that there is no more hidden space, the human adventurer leader came to me quickly, bowed and respectfully said: "My lord, the detection has been completed, and there are no more traps and traps that can be activated. Compartment dark room."

"Very good" I said: "Take me first to the place where the coffin was built."

"Yes."

The human adventurer leader personally took me into the tomb of the corpse of the monarch Chengyu.

At the first glance, I couldn't help but sigh: It is indeed the tomb of the corpse of the Emperor Chengyu. Its floor space is almost the size of two football fields. This is not counting the height. If it is converted by the overall space, this tomb alone has the size of the entire tomb of many nobles during the melee period.

"Such a luxurious mausoleum, I don't know how much manpower, material and financial resources have been spent to complete the construction." Hathaway's face was dark, and her tone was not good.

"I know that you are disgusted with the monarchs of the Perus Empire because you listened to what I said, but please stay rational. You are a scholar, an expert, not an impulsive adventurer."

"Academic experts are not soulless objects. They also have emotions, likes and dislikes. They also laugh when they are happy, and cry when they are sad. Many experts and scholars are more than emotionally impulsive adventurers. Be emotional, why do you say it in your mouth as if we are puppets with only cold thinking but no emotions?"

"Sorry" I sincerely expressed my apology: "I took it for granted. I always feel that academic research scholars and experts will be solidified by academic issues."

"What about now?" Hathaway asked, staring at me.

"Others don't know, at least you are not" I smiled.

Hathaway whited my eyes and continued to stand silently.

"Open the coffin" I ordered.

Several adventurers, holding various tools, started to pry along the edge of the coffin.

Although the wooden coffin inlaid with gold threads looked strong and durable, it could not withstand the destruction of tools such as crowbars. In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire coffin lid was destroyed to pieces.

Although the onlookers could not bear it, they could see that the person leading the action and their leader did not speak, and they could only stand helplessly and watch the tragic scene quietly.

The moment the lid of the coffin was pried open, a strange smell wafted out.

The smell is neither fragrant nor smelly, anyway, it's weird.

"Attention everyone, hold your breath, retreat towards the exit, the expert team, prepare to test for poison!"

While talking, the human adventurer leader took out a gas mask, said "offended", and put it on me first.

After putting on the gas mask for me, he swiftly helped the dwarf adventurer leader and Hathaway put on them, and then it was his turn.

I have to say that this set of operations is very popular.

After the experts determined that there were no toxins in the air, we took off the gas mask with the assistance of the human adventurer leader.

Slowly walked to the coffin and looked down at the inside. A corpse that looked very fresh was lying quietly in the coffin.

In front of everyone, I took out my phone and dialed Ozma's call.

"It turns out to be our kind, Master An Xiaoyi," Ozma's voice, whenever he hears it, he feels that he is mocking himself in a weird manner.

"Okay" I said: "Stop talking nonsense, I have something important to contact you this time."

"Is it important?" Ozma smiled: "Is there any important thing that must be notified to me?"

"I seem to have found the tomb of the monarch you used to serve."

Ozma’s attitude suddenly changed and became very serious...Although I can’t see his expression at the moment, I can read from his sudden heavy breathing and deathly silent silence. It can be concluded that Ozma at this moment is very serious, and his expression must be terrible.

After a while, he said: "What you said is true?"

"I don't know if it is true."

"Is that kidding me?" Ozma furiously said: "Don't think that I can't beat you, you can make fun of me..."

"Listen to me, okay?" I said in a bad tone, pinching the bridge of my nose, unhappy.

Ozma fell silent for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, I continued: "It's because I'm not sure, that's why I say like, so I will contact you."

"What are you doing with me?" Ozma calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"Now, let me describe the appearance of the person lying in the coffin like you. If it fits, you say it fits, and if it doesn't fit it, you say it doesn't fit."

"Wait!" Ozma interrupted me suddenly and said, "That corpse has been at least hundreds of millions of years old, how can it be possible to distinguish his appearance?"

"Although it has been hundreds of millions of years," I glanced at the corpse in the coffin, and I continued: "But it is clear that in ancient times, many capable people and strangers have mastered the skills of how to preserve the corpse for a long time.

"Listen to you...this body is fresh and complete?"

"Freshness is very fresh, but it's completeness... he lost an arm."

"Which arm?" Ozma asked.

"Left arm" I said: "His left arm is made of gold."

Ozma's breathing suddenly became thicker.

"The monarch you worked for, doesn't he have a left arm?" I wondered.

"Yes" Ozma said: "But I tore it off, and then it was completely crushed..."

Speaking of which, Ozma's laughter is a bit abnormal.

After he finished talking, I said: "It looks like this is the corpse. By the way, can you be sure that both you and Kazan's equipment are in this tomb?"

"Sure" Ozma said: "This stupid guy wants us to give up our hatred of him before dying, remembering the friendship between monarchs and ministers, hehe, ridiculous, that time I couldn't take Kazan and me. Equipment, it’s just a mistake! Afterwards, I didn’t know where this greedy and stupid guy invited a sacrificial priest with a superb formation. Kazan and my equipment were used as sacrificial items and an array was set up to make We couldn't find the tomb of this bastard."

"So that's it." I nodded and said, "So you came to me. I hope I can help you find this guy's tomb and take revenge on him. Isn't that true?"

"You should have gotten a lot of benefits too," Ozma smiled: "Fine gold, mithril, magic equipment, enchanting equipment, and mountains of treasure."

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