After passing through the door and entering the underground area, there was no longer any natural light in front of Klein and Alger. The ceiling here was rather intact and lacked a hole. The crimson moonlight that penetrated the fog was unable to shine in.
Alger then raised the lantern in his hand a little, dyeing the spacious but endless tunnel in front of them with a clear yellow glow.
At a glance, Klein discovered at least six stone statues. They were of both sexes, and their bodies were grayish-white. Even their clothes looked like they were carved.
Among these stone statues were elves, giants, and ancient-styled humans. Apart from their frozen expressions of pain and despair, there was nothing similar about them.
Being stared at by them without moving their eyes, coupled with the possibility that they were once living existences, Klein felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that deep in the tunnel, where darkness ruled, there seemed to be a terrifying monster opening its mouth, waiting for the two of them to walk into its stomach.
Restraining their fluctuating emotions, Klein and Alger didn't say a word. They passed through the grayish-white stone statues with warped faces and moved forward step by step.
After walking for more than ten seconds, Klein didn't need to use Señor's night vision to see the damaged and dim murals on the walls on both sides due to the lantern's light.
There were a few murals that were relatively intact, allowing them to tell what they depicted. Their main focus was undoubtedly the huge cross covered in layers of light and the majestic figure standing in front of the cross.
This blurry and majestic figure was either facing the flood that had drowned the city and reached the mountainside, or stepping on the land that had split into pieces, or looking up at the starry sky above, staring at the extremely evil and crazy eyes in the deep darkness.
When the apocalypse arrived, the scene of the ancient Sun God saving the World? This is similar to the murals that Little Sun and the others found in the True Creator's temple … Or perhaps, this is a case of everyone copying each other. No one has given up on their past efforts in this area. Anyway, they want to emphasize that they were once messiahs, deities that are most worthy of faith … Klein's gaze quickly moved across the wall as he slowly entered the depths of the tunnel.
Alger was also observing the tattered murals. Suddenly, he suppressed his voice and said in a low voice, "I'm not sure.
"I suspect that the True, the Fallen Creator's description of himself referred to these contents."
Indeed, everyone has the same opinion … Klein lowered Death Knell diagonally and smiled.
"I wouldn't be surprised if I saw something related to the True Creator up ahead."
"'He' might have some sort of connection with the Creator that the City of Silver believes in." Alger agreed with German Sparrow's judgment.
The two of them continued forward, trying their best to lighten their footsteps. However, there were still some echoes in the surroundings, and in this extremely quiet atmosphere, the echoes spread far into the distance.
At that moment, Klein's spiritual perception stirred. He immediately took two steps forward and stood in front of Alger, blocking most of the lantern's light.
Less than two seconds later, he heard a dull thud coming from afar and approaching him.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The ground trembled slightly as it became more and more obvious. Then, Klein saw a figure that was nearly four meters tall walk out.
It was also grayish-white in color. Its body was engraved with armor-like patterns, and it had a goat's horn on its head. Its mouth was like that of a hound, revealing its fangs when it half-opened.
And what attracted the most attention was its pair of burning red eyes and six pairs of grayish-white wings.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
This monster held a stone halberd that was seven to eight meters long as it slowly entered the passageway. Every step it took caused the ground to tremble, sending a heavy feeling into its surroundings.
Although Klein had never seen the real thing before, he could still recognize it at a glance.
It was a six-winged gargoyle!
Its core crystal is one of the main ingredients for a Marionettist. The Beyonder powers it possesses are definitely extremely special and difficult to guard against!
And from its appearance and the material it's constructed from, it's definitely very strong in head-on combat. Furthermore, it's not afraid of most damage … As long as it slides over and smashes out with its heavy stone halberd, it can cause terrifying damage … Klein's left hand relaxed, but he wasn't in a hurry to react.
He and Alger stopped in their spots at the same time. One of them used his body, while the other used his clothes to block the lantern's light.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The six-winged gargoyle didn't look in their direction as it crossed the passageway, its footsteps gradually fading away.
Indeed, its senses aren't that strong … It's no wonder Zillinges was able to successfully return after venturing deep underground … Klein waited until the footsteps could no longer be heard before he proceeded forward again and crossed the crossroads.
In fact, with his present strength and equipment, as well as his understanding of his target, killing a six-winged gargoyle wasn't too dangerous. Furthermore, he had the help of The Hanging Man. The reason why he had given up on attacking was that he didn't know how many six-winged gargoyles there were underground. Once he started fighting, he might end up being surrounded if he caused a huge commotion. In that case, he could only rely on Traveling to forcefully escape. Furthermore, if he were to alarm an existence that prevented nearby Beyonder creatures from approaching the ruins, the trouble would increase exponentially.
Controlling one's greed was one of the prerequisites for adventuring.
Alger was rather pleased with the crazy adventurer's calm and rational performance. He began to suspect that he was under Mr. Fool's orders, which was why he restrained his urge to attack the six-winged gargoyle.
The calmer he appears, the crazier he will be when he encounters his real target … A thought flashed through Alger's mind as he followed the German Sparrow through the crossroads and proceeded straight ahead.
The murals on both sides remained dilapidated as they occasionally described the greatness and holiness of the ancient Sun God.
Finally, Klein and Alger arrived at the end of the passageway. There was a stone door that was about seven to eight meters tall. On it were various symbols related to death, rest, end, new life, and beginning.
"A tomb?" Klein turned his head to Alger.
Alger nodded.
"It might also be a temple."
Clearly, he also suspected that the temple and tomb here were the same.
The grayish-white stone door in front of them wasn't completely shut. There was a gap that could allow a child to pass through. Alger glanced at his body and walked over. He put down the lantern in his hand, inserted the dagger, and pressed his hands to the side of the door.
He slowly took a deep breath, bent his knees, and his arm muscles suddenly swelled.
Without a sound, the gap became much wider.
When Klein saw this scene, he pricked up his brows slightly, feeling a little surprised. This was because The Hanging Man didn't make any sound when he pushed open the door.
He didn't doubt the strength of an Ocean Songster, but he didn't believe that the stone door didn't have any contact with the ground.
Moving his gaze down, Klein saw a pool of viscous liquid in the gap at the bottom of the door.
It's secretly producing a lubricating effect … Mr. The Hanging Man sure is meticulous … Is this a Seafarer's power or an Ocean Songster's? Hmm, he should also be using the Wind-blessed's powers to create an air cushion. That's why he opened the door without making a sound … Klein roughly understood the reason.
He approached the stone door and wasn't in a hurry to enter. Through the wide gap, he sized up the scene inside.
Reflected in the Wraith's eyes was a region to the side. There was a row of grayish-white stone coffins.
It's indeed an underground mausoleum … I still don't know if it's fused with a temple … As Klein thought, he used his left hand to pull out Leymano's Travels. There were Beyonder powers suitable for dealing with matters related to the Death domain.
At the same time, he used his silver dagger to quickly create a wall of spirituality, sealing the iron cigar case. He didn't want the Aztec copper whistle inside to make the slumbering corpses crawl out one after another.
Alger also pulled out his dagger again, covered his left palm to the side, and slid it forward.
With a light crackling sound, the dagger coiled around a silver electric snake that bared its fangs.
The two quickly finished their preparations. Acting as the crazy adventurer, German Sparrow, Klein passed through the gap and entered the mausoleum.
Of course, before he entered, Wraith Señor had already circled the mausoleum as a sentinel.
To a Marionettist, having a marionette meant that he didn't need to take many risks!
High up in the mausoleum, there was water seeping through, making it appear very humid. The interior was split into two sections. Each section had twelve grayish-white stone coffins. In the middle was an empty circular region, and the corresponding ground seemed to have an exquisite and complicated picture.
Klein didn't approach. Instead, he raised his hand to stop Alger. Then, he controlled Señor to reveal himself and quickly float to the circular region.
Admiral of Blood … Alger's facial muscles twitched.
Although he had long guessed it, he still couldn't control his subconscious reaction when he saw it with his own eyes.
At this moment, Señor lowered his height and clearly saw what was depicted on the ground in the middle.
The picture was dark in color, and in the background were blurry figures. The main body was a long table.
Lying on the long table was a figure with a radiant cross on its back. Surrounding it were three people shrouded in shadows.
One of them was handsome and spirited, the other was dignified and heroic, and the last had a white beard that made him appear very intelligent. However, the three pairs of eyes suffused an indescribable sense of evil. Their actions were the same.
One of them had ripped off the figure's arm and stuffed it into his mouth, filling his mouth with blood. Another held up the head and sucked on the brain juice. The last dug out the still beating heart and gnawed at it hungrily.
Opposite them, in the figure's chest and abdomen, there was a long and wide crack. Sitting cross-legged was a sinister and swarthy baby. The baby was chewing on a piece of intestine as blood dripped down.
The four seemed to sense that someone was spying on them as they looked up at the same time, as though they were watching every living being that saw the picture!
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