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Chapter 53

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"Open it! Quick, open it for me! "

"All of you, go down there and dig it out!"

No one cared about the slave's life or death. After the corpse was pulled out, it was immediately thrown to the side. Everyone started digging with all their might, and a circular structure was immediately dug out. However, the entrance was tightly sealed by a giant boulder.

A bloodline knight immediately raised a huge hammer of his own height, and after activating the power of his bloodline, smashed the boulder with a single blow. After a cloud of dust settled, the entrance immediately appeared before everyone's eyes. The world that had been sealed for over a thousand years was finally revealed to everyone. A flight of stairs that extended down into the mountain appeared before everyone's eyes!

"We'll go in later. Everyone, get ready!" The middle-aged noble gave the order, and everyone immediately started moving. After waiting for over an hour, everyone was fully armed and waiting at the entrance!

"Torches, torches!"

"You go in first, do you hear me?!"

The noble man roared angrily, and the guards beside him immediately drew their swords. A slave's legs trembled in fear as he walked down the stairs with a torch in hand. His footsteps echoed in the dark tunnel, and the people behind him followed him in after seeing that there were no problems.

At this moment, the slave missed a step and fell straight into the trap. He was pierced through by a spear, and the guard who followed him in was also crushed to death by the falling boulder!

"It's a trap!"

"Another person died, we can't go in. This is the curse of the Golden King!"

"This is blasphemy against the gods!"

The noble man stabbed the crazed slave to death with his sword, "What curse? It's just nonsense. You are all slaves of the Turner family, and I am Viscount Turner. You must listen to me!"

None of the slaves dared to disobey Viscount Turner's orders in the face of the dozen or so knights who had trained their bodies to the limit and the three bloodline knights. The entire long tunnel was paved with blood, and screams could be heard from time to time. As they went down the stairs, they arrived at a tunnel.

"Look, there's something on the wall!"

Viscount Turner immediately took the torch and looked at the wall. He saw murals on both sides of the passageway. There were people and records on the murals. Viscount Turner looked at them carefully and gently stroked them with his fingers. He turned around and shouted, "I didn't expect this! This is not only a tomb left by the Golden Dynasty, but also the tomb of Ahenaten I, the legendary Golden King, the first monarch of mankind, the first king!"

Everyone stared at the mural in shock. To them, this was the earliest history of mankind walking out of ignorance. It was an epic in poetry and a legendary existence. They had never thought that it would appear in front of their eyes at this moment. It made them extremely excited.

Viscount Turner walked forward with a torch in his hand. "Look, these are all about the century of the Golden King, the battle of the Red River Plains, the establishment of the Golden Dynasty, the killing of the twelfth King of Beasts, Costa, and …"

Viscount Turner saw a statue of a god wearing a sun-patterned mask, giving a long sword and a bag of seeds to a young man. Everyone was speechless.

Viscount Turner also lowered the torch. "It's actually true? The legend is actually true? The Golden King saw the gods and the legendary Sword of the King. It's said that the golden blood of the Ahenaten family was bestowed by the gods. The legendary Archangel Faross! "

Viscount Turner looked like he was looking at a god in a mural. His eyes were a little dazed. After a while, he turned around and said, "Quick, let's go in. If I'm not wrong, the legendary Sword of the King is inside. I heard that Ahenaten I brought the Sword of the King into his tomb, which is why the Golden Dynasty fell after three generations. Whoever holds the Sword of the King will be able to completely unify the Alen Continent and become the true supreme king!"

After passing through several underground palaces and dangers, they finally arrived at Ahenaten's chamber. The moment they pushed open the heavy door of the chamber, the torches shone into the room. Instantly, everyone felt as if they were blinded by a golden light!

"This is?"

"Gold, it's all gold!"

"So much gold!"

Viscount Turner laughed wildly. His heart was beating wildly. They had spent so many years, since his grandfather's generation, searching for the tomb of the Golden King, the legendary treasure of the Golden Dynasty. Who would have thought that he would actually find it!

"Quick, there's a lighthouse over there. Light it up!"

Several lighthouses lit up, illuminating the entire tomb. Everyone's mouths were wide open. They saw that the entire tomb, from the top of the stairs to the bottom of the stairs to the top of the high platform, was filled with gold, silver, and all kinds of gems!

The most eye-catching thing was, of course, on the high platform at the very top. There was a coffin completely made of gold, inlaid with all kinds of gems. The luxurious patterns and the dazzling golden light made people feel a little breathless!

A group of people walked on the road filled with gold coins. With every step, their feet and shoes would sink into the gold, silver, and jewelry. Some of the gold and silver even flowed diagonally into their boots. Everyone's expression was blank, as if the gold and treasures had attracted all their attention!

Viscount Turner did not notice anything. His attention was completely attracted by the gold coffin at the top. He ran up and said, "Quick, open it for me!"

Someone immediately stopped him. "Sir, this is the coffin of the legendary Golden King, and it's an existence that has come into contact with the gods. Are we really going to open it? Wouldn't that be blasphemy … "

Viscount Turner did not care. He only wanted to confirm whether the legendary Sword of the King was inside. He roared, "I said, open it for me!"

The knights glanced at each other before working together to push open the coffin. They immediately saw an old man wearing a golden mask lying quietly inside the coffin. He was holding a long sword in his hands, which was placed in front of his chest. Even after more than 1,000 years, he still looked very lifelike.

A trace of fear appeared in everyone's hearts, especially in the dark underground cave. The strange atmosphere gradually eroded them. At that moment, Ahenaten's body began to disintegrate bit by bit, as if it had met the air of the outside world. Bit by bit, it dissipated into smoke, leaving nothing behind.

This strange situation made everyone take a few steps back. Viscount Turner, on the other hand, was filled with courage. "What are you afraid of? He's already dead. What else can we do?"

Viscount Turner stared at the Sword of the King. "It's really here. The Sword of the King, the legendary Sword of the King!"

Viscount Turner picked up the long sword and pulled it out of the gorgeous golden scabbard. A cold, snow-white light immediately flashed in everyone's eyes. Viscount Turner slashed at the sword of the guard beside him. It was cut in half, and there was not a single dent on the blade!

Viscount Turner laughed excitedly. "It really is the Sword of the King, the legendary treasure bestowed by the gods. It's so hard, snow-white, and so sharp. After thousands of years, it still looks like it was just made. I didn't expect it to be in my hands!"

At that moment, another small item in the coffin attracted Viscount Turner's attention. Something that Ahenaten carried around with him and held in his hand was definitely not an ordinary item. It might even be a treasure of the same level as the Sword of the King.

What kind of treasure could be on the same level as the Sword of the King? This was a treasure bestowed by the gods. Could it be that Ahenaten had other treasures left behind by the gods? This thought did not just appear in Viscount Turner's mind. Everyone present had the same thought!

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