Chapter 672: Turning the Tide

Ji Haotian's words made everyone shudder.

"That's right, according to the results of our previous investigation, there are indeed rumors of death and resurrection on this side of the Syrian desert, although our Holy See people, although they were entrusted by the Rothschild family this time to protect Mr. Myerson to come to find the fountain of life, but at the same time, it is also to investigate this matter!"

Ross nodded: "It is the responsibility of the Holy See to maintain world peace and eradicate evil spirits!"

"I didn't see the corpses that came back from the dead, but if I'm not mistaken, these corpses should all have been killed, not died of disease, and once they spilled their blood in the radiant area of this cemetery, they obeyed the curse left by Black Blood and became his slaves!"

Ji Haotian paused: "To be precise, although those people are alive and have their own thoughts, they are no different from when they were alive, but in fact, at the moment of their resurrection, they are already soulless living dead, and at the moment of their resurrection, their souls have been sacrificed to the black blood, which has become the source of energy after his resurrection!"

"In other words, in the Syrian desert, all the resurrection events have nothing to do with the fountain of life, but just from the curse of some bullshit blood crow tribe, right?"

After listening to Ji Haotian's words, Myerson already showed deep despair in his eyes.

"That's right. ”

Ji Haotian nodded, acknowledging Myerson's speculation.

"!,!!"

After listening to Ji Haotian's words, Myerson let out an angry roar, and the whole person became sluggish, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

"Brush!"

At the same time as Myerson shouted, one of the four permanent lamps around the sarcophagus suddenly went out.

As the ever-bright lamp went out, Rose noticed that there was not much corpse oil in the other three lamps at the moment, and the second lamp also began to beat because of the drying up of the corpse oil.

"The corpse oil here is about to run out, if according to you, this corpse oil is the soul of the Protoss recorded on the sarcophagus, once it is exhausted, what will happen?"

Rose looked at Ji Haotian and asked with a frown.

"As the story says, the black blood will be resurrected, and these corpses imprisoned in jars will also become warriors who don't know pain and are not afraid of death, and rush out of the underground world with him to bring disaster to the world!"

Ji Haotian responded softly.

"Is there a way to break this curse?"

When Rose heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched.

He came here, in addition to protecting Myerson, but also shouldering the task of investigating the resurrection of the dead, and at this moment he has found the tomb of the black blood, so naturally he can't sit idly by.

"Smash the coffin and destroy the body with black blood. ”

Ji Haotian said lightly.

"It's as simple as that?"

Ross froze.

"These four everlasting lamps are more like a kind of timer, and when they burn out, it should be exactly the time when the black blood dies for 1,200 years, and the 1,200 years in the story should be an evil art released by the black blood, and this evil magic is running completely, and it just takes so long. ”

Ji Haotian paused, and looked at the ever-bright lantern that had been extinguished again: "Maybe we can find this tomb, it can be regarded as a kind of luck, it seems that these Zhang Ming lanterns can burn for about ten hours at most, if we don't find here, then this country that has been poisoned by the war is bound to fall into even greater trouble!"

"No matter what, you can't let such an evil thing do a disaster to the world! David, destroy him with me!"

Rose shouted, raised the greatsword in his hand, and slashed it at the chain tied to the sarcophagus.

"Buzz!"

A sword aura that tore through the void suddenly appeared, roaring and rushing towards the two iron chains on the side of the sarcophagus that were the thickness of an adult's thigh.

"Bang!"

The iron chains shattered under the impact of the sword qi.

"Bang dang!"

The heavy sarcophagus fell to the ground, causing a tremor at the feet of the people.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a sword aura from David had also torn through the void and attacked towards the sarcophagus.

"Boom!!"

The sword qi violently bombarded the sarcophagus, and the flying stones flew in all directions, shattering many jars around them.

"Whoa!"

The jars shattered one after another, and streams of viscous yellow liquid suddenly overflowed inside, and then the corpses inside fell to the ground one by one.

These corpses have not decomposed for thousands of years, but they definitely do not have the appearance of living people, and it can even be said that they have lost their human form.

All of them have been swollen by the liquid bubbles in the jar, all of them have turned into cylinders, and their skin has swelled several times, and even the pores on them are the size of soybeans, densely packed, and they look very disgusting.

"Gross-"

Myerson couldn't help but vomit when he saw that the corpses that had been soaked years ago had become like this.

At this time, the smoke and dust from the broken sarcophagus gradually dissipated.

The body with black blood inside was revealed.

Lying in the sarcophagus for nearly 1,200 years, the skin had become a little withered, and it showed a dark brown, he was wearing a rotten robe, and his body was full of gold ornaments, which looked particularly luxurious.

"There is indeed a fatal wound on his neck, and it seems that the legend is not completely fictional!"

Rose glanced at the remains of the black blood, looked sideways at Christian, and said, "Next, I'll leave it to you!"

Christian, nodded slightly, then raised his staff above his head and began a chant.

As Christian spoke, a powerful energy was released in his body, converging on the staff, and the energy converged into a howling wind, which began to surge around his staff, exuding an extremely terrifying momentum.

"Eyes of the Phoenix!"

After condensing the energy to the apex, Christian swung his arm forward.

"Buzz!"

The atmosphere in the tomb rose sharply, and then a flame frenzied into the void.

"Boom!"

A narrow and scorching flame erupted from the mouth of the fire phoenix, rolling out a wave of heat in the void, spraying directly towards the corpse of black blood.

"Whew!"

As the corpse of black blood burned, a roar erupted from the void, mixed with reluctance and anger.

But as the body was incinerated into a puff of ashes, the sound faded into obscurity.

"Whew!"

Rose looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, and finally landed on the ground, exhaling a heavy breath of turbidity.

Although this trip to the underground did not achieve their goal, they also turned the tide and saved the country from the war, so that the people would not be attacked by these monsters again.

At this time, Ji Haotian also looked sideways slightly, and looked at Myerson: "Underground world, I have already accompanied you for a while, and now, you should also tell me, how did you recover from your injured leg?"