As the heavy stone door slowly closed under the force of the ancient spell, the power of magic flowed along the walls and the grooves on the ground, forming a closed energy cycle. The nightmarish world outside seemed to have been completely isolated.
She could not hear the roars of the guard captain, the screams of the wounded and dying, and the roars and roars of the horrible monsters. All the sounds were blocked by the heavy and thick stone and steel. Although everyone knew that the barrier was only temporary, Rebecca could not help but let out a long sigh in this moment of peace. If only the hell outside was just a nightmare.
But the next second, Rebecca shook her hair hard and threw away all the weak thoughts in her mind. The heavy stone and steel could not bring real long-term safety. Instead, it could weaken her will and make her indulge in the temporary illusion of safety. Thinking of this, the young successor of the Cecil family could not help but clench the already dim staff in her hand and hope that the weapon could give her more courage.
The voice of the family Knight Byron Kirk came from behind. "Viscount, the passage has been sealed. The monsters should not be able to come in for a while."
Rebecca looked back at the loyal Knight. His steel armor was full of scars and there was a medium-sized dent on his breastplate. His short gray hair was obviously burnt by Aunt Heti's fireball when she saved the Knight from a monster. It was a very dangerous situation at that time. The fireball almost exploded on the middle-ranked knight's scalp. If it were not for the blessing of the God of Luck, the loyal Knight would have become a corpse by now.
Of course, Rebecca was not sure if it was because of Aunt Heti's famous physique that "magic never hits people".
"Thank you for your hard work, Byron, Knight." Rebecca lowered her eyelids to hide the tiredness in her eyes. "At least we can take a breather now."
She then looked back at the remaining people: three soldiers were holding torches and guarding the surroundings. Aunt Heti was carefully looking at the wall at the end of the stone hall with a burning fireball in her hand. The little handmaiden, Betty, was holding the frying pan that she had been carrying all the way and was timidly hiding behind the soldiers. She was looking curiously at the place with a pair of big eyes.
Including herself, Byron, and Knight, the seven of them were probably the last survivors. Those who stayed on the surface could not have survived.
After confirming the condition of everyone, Rebecca could not help but look at the situation of the stone hall.
This was an ancient place. Cobwebs and a thick layer of dust could be seen everywhere in the rectangular stone hall. Some decayed objects were piled up at one end of the hall. Although they were very old, one could still see the elegance and luxury of the past. On the walls around the stone hall, there were well-preserved murals and reliefs. Although the murals had faded and the reliefs were slightly worn, it did not affect the view.
Heti Cecil carefully looked at the murals and reliefs for a long time. Compared with the flashy and frivolous style of the northern countries that had risen in recent times, all the decorations in this stone hall were solemn and simple, with an obvious air of the First Dynasty. The murals were used to depict heroes or local customs, while the reliefs were engraved with mythical scenes and abstract symbols of gods. As a learned spellcaster, Heidi was very good at deciphering useful things from these ancient pictures.
Looking at the murals and reliefs, Heti could not help but put her left hand on her chest and whispered, "May the ancestors forgive me …"
"Aunt Heti." Rebecca came to Heti with her staff. The young girl looked a little nervous. She seemed to have finally realized what kind of place she had stepped into and was a little uneasy. "This place …"
"This is the resting place of the ancestors of the Cecil family," Heti said solemnly. "Don't do anything rude."
Rebecca swallowed and looked around. "It seems that no one has come in for a long time …"
"Since a hundred years ago, Marquis Grumman took the sacred relic from the ancestral mausoleum and participated in the rebellion that almost led to the destruction of the family, this place has been completely sealed off. Every descendant of the Cecil family knows the way to open this place, but due to the family's orders, no one dares to come in unless it is a matter of life and death." Heti looked deeply at Rebecca. "We are the first people to set foot here in a hundred years."
"It is indeed a matter of life and death …" Rebecca took a deep breath. "The ancestor will forgive us, won't he?"
Heti smiled stiffly. She could not answer this question, so she continued to look for the mechanism to open the deeper tomb according to the murals.
It did not take her much effort to find the special stone pillar. She then put her hand on the top of the stone pillar and pressed down slightly.
The stone door leading to the deeper tomb immediately vibrated slightly, and then the whole stone slab slowly rose up with a sound of friction.
But the moment the stone door rose, Rebecca heard a strange sound coming from behind the stone door. A sound of something falling to the ground came from behind the door, followed by an uncontrollable cry of surprise.
"Someone's in there?!" Heti immediately reacted and shouted in a low voice. "Byron!"
Knight did not wait for further instructions. He had already rushed in the direction of the stone door with his long sword in hand, and the other three warriors followed closely behind. Rebecca was stunned for a moment and immediately rushed in. While rushing, she ordered the confused little handmaiden without looking back. "Betty! Find a place to hide! "
Just as they rushed into the tomb, Rebecca saw Byron Knight, who had rushed in before, was swinging his sword at an agile, petite figure.
The petite figure was like a gust of wind circling Byron Knight left and right. From time to time, she would turn into a cloud of black smoke and escape into the shadows of the tomb. Her power of controlling shadows and agility of her footwork were an eye-opener for Rebecca. It was rare to see a lurker who could tangle with Byron Knight for so long. However, as the remaining three soldiers completed the encirclement and Heidi blocked the door of the tomb with the flame in her hand, the agile figure completely lost the space to escape and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
It was only when she stopped that Rebecca saw the intruder's face. It was a young girl about her age, but shorter. She wore old leather armor and had short hair that reached her ears. She had a pretty face, and although her face was stained with dirt, it was still obvious that she was a beauty. The most eye-catching thing was her ears. Her ears were pointed, but not as long as the elves'. This was enough to prove her bloodline: she was a mixed-blood elf.
However, it was impossible to determine what the other half of her bloodline was. After all, the power of the elves' bloodline was so strong that it was basically the same regardless of whether it was human or orc.
As soon as the mixed-blood elf landed, Knight and Byron stepped forward and placed their long swords on her neck. The remaining three soldiers immediately surrounded her and blocked all her escape routes with their swords.
"Who are you?! How dare you break into the mausoleum of the Cecil family's ancestors?! " Heti strode forward, her voice filled with uncontrollable anger. For a noble descendant like her, the fact that her ancestors' mausoleum had been visited by a grave robber was enough to make her bristle with anger. If this matter were to spread, the Cecil family's shaky reputation would be completely ruined.
Rebecca glared at the mixed-blood elf as well. She was still a little confused by the sudden turn of events, but the fact that an outsider had appeared in the forbidden mausoleum of the ancestors was enough to infuriate her.
The half-elf girl was pressed down by the sword and glared at by Heti and Rebecca. Her voice trembled. "Wait … wait a minute! I haven't stolen anything yet! "
The longsword in Byron's hand immediately pressed down a bit more. "You've got guts!"
As soon as Knight's voice fell, a strange crackling sound suddenly came from the black steel coffin in the middle of the mausoleum. This strange sound immediately entered everyone's ears, and everyone, including Rebecca, quieted down.
After a moment, Rebecca was the first to react. A fist-sized fireball appeared at the tip of her magic staff, and she pointed it at the half-kneeling half-elf. "What did you do to our ancestors?!"
The half-elf girl was really about to cry this time. "Don't … don't kill me first! Compared to this, your ancestors' coffin lid can't be pressed down! "
Accompanied by the half-elf girl's sobbing voice, the sound from the black steel coffin grew louder and louder, and even the lid of the coffin shook visibly.
"Ancestors!" Heti's beautiful face turned pale. This lady, who had always been known as a dignified and elegant noble in the circle of nobles, had lost her composure for the first time. "Please rest in peace! Those who disturbed you will be punished … "
The half-elf girl shouted loudly. "What's the use of saying all this nonsense now! Hurry up and press down your ancestors' coffin lid! "
The three soldiers looked at each other, and even Byron was stunned. Fortunately, Rebecca reacted at this time. She rushed to the platform where the coffin was placed, and at the same time, the lid of the coffin was completely pushed open, and a hand reached out from the gap.
Seeing this, Rebecca raised her magic staff and smashed it down. "Ancestors! Rest in peace! "
The hand was directly smashed back into the coffin, and at the same time, a cry of pain came from the coffin. "Damn, who smashed my hand!"
Rebecca looked up blankly, and saw her family Knight, her aunt, and the three soldiers staring at her in shock.
Rebecca lowered her head and looked at the magic staff in her hand. This time, it was her turn to cry. "Aunt, am I being a little disrespectful to our ancestors …"
However, Heti suddenly shouted, "Rebecca! Quickly leave! "
Rebecca was stunned. "Aunt?"
"This could be the resurrection of the dead!" Heti's face was pale. "Perhaps the monsters on the surface … have corrupted our ancestors' sacred remains!"
This possibility made Rebecca break out in cold sweat. Just as she was about to jump off the platform and hide behind the soldiers, the heavy lid of the black steel coffin was pushed open again. This time, the person in the coffin used all his strength, and the entire coffin lid was pushed open!
Then, a man with light brown short hair and a dignified face, wearing an ancient noble costume, sat up from inside.
The half-elf girl, who was half-kneeling on the ground, turned her head and saw this scene. She could not help but sigh. "See, your ancestors have completely come back to life this time."
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