"You!" Osvid's mind was blank at the oncoming heatwave.

The moment Kevin waved at him in the midst of the fire, he was almost dazed, but soon, a rage that was even more monstrous than the fire in front of him swept over in an instant. When a person is angry to the extreme, his brain is almost fragmented, and he can't even say a complete sentence.

When Kevin turned and disappeared, Osvid subconsciously reached forward and scooped it up.

"Your Majesty!" The Ugin Iron Cavalry behind them caught up, and in a hurry, they didn't even see Kevin's face, only a residual phantom, and the emperor who was so angry that he almost rushed into the fire.

The men at the front lunged down and grabbed Osveld, trying to pull him back from the fire. However, when they rushed to the front, they were horrified to find that His Majesty the young Emperor had already put a hand into the fire.

"Oh my God! Fast! Someone yelled, "Hands! Your Majesty, your hand! ”

When people lose their minds, they always have a lot of gravity, and Auswid is angry like this at this time. He didn't even realize who was holding him back, who was pulling him back, the scarlet fire had burned through his eyes and brain.

Most of the people in the Ugin Iron Cavalry knew that the emperor was very skilled in both close combat and long-range attacks, and when he beat people, his fists were as hard as iron, and his strength was terrifying. But they never knew that when the emperor was out of control, his strength could be so terrifying......

In the end, seven or eight barely stopped him, and the one closest to him was almost thrown into the fire.

Osvid was forced to stagger a few steps backwards, a little further away from the tongue of fire. The noise of people around him finally gradually entered his ears and burrowed into his head.

"Where's the medical officer?! Call the medical officer! Your Majesty, your hand! Your hands have to be – huh? The roaring man suddenly stopped the car in the middle of his words, turned into a question, and muttered in an incredulous dazed tone: "I obviously ...... I saw your hand in the fire, how could it be, how could it be unscathed? ”

Oswald's pale eyes were blood-red, bloodshot from anger and anxiety. It took him a few beats to realize the meaning of the sentence, and he finally glanced at his own hand.

There was barely a trace of fire on his hands, let alone injuries.

But his hand did reach into the fire, and no one knew that better than himself.

Osvid gasped heavily, staring at his right hand without blinking, and the reason that had escaped finally slowly returned, and the anger that rushed to the sky was slightly suppressed.

With a cold face, he tugged at his arm, pulled his hand out of the Ugin Iron Rider, and took two heavy steps forward.

"Your Majesty!" The person behind him tried to grab him again, but he raised his hand to stop him.

Although his anger was suppressed slightly, he still couldn't say anything.

The heat that was almost scorching was so real that it hit his face again, and he grimaced, and in the sound of heavy gasps, he simply stretched his whole arm into the fire.

The crowd behind him erupted in exclamation.

Osvid even stayed in the fire for a while before pulling his arm back, he looked at it coldly, raised it and gestured to everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Fake fire." ”

The fire didn't burn anyone at all, even though it looked horrible and the heat was rolling.

Almost without hesitation, Osvid strode into the fire, wandering for a moment in a scarlet tongue of fire, but never touching anything resembling an entrance.

As if to confirm the emperor's conjecture, this fire came and went suddenly, and almost in a blink of an eye, the momentum was closed, and the tongue of fire changed from high to short, and soon disappeared. And when the fire subsided, the thorny wall that had stood there was still branching to the sky, and the vines that were wrapped around it were still broad-leaved, and there was no scorched one, as if the fire just now was all the imagination of everyone.

And the only thing left of the fire just now is the howls that loom far and near, ghostly and give people goosebumps.

Osvid glanced at the Wall of Thorns with a low pressure, only to find no trace of the entrance, let alone Kevin's shadow. The bloodshot in his eyes was slowly fading, but his eyes were still so cold that people didn't dare to open their mouths or approach.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly kicked the monument hard.

"Bang-"

The half-excavated bronze monument flew out of the dirt, slammed into the thorny wall, rolled back to the ground, and fell diagonally there.

Everyone shrank their necks and fell silent.

After a long while, someone finally tried to remind him out loud: "Your Majesty, that monument ...... The color of the upper and lower sections is not the same. ”

Osvid closed his eyes for a moment, then slowly opened them again, and his heavy breathing quickly calmed down, as if he had forcibly pressed his anger from the surface into the inside,

He walked over to the monument and squatted down, reaching out and touching the surface of the monument.

As the Ugin Iron Rider said earlier, there is a clear demarcation between the color and the degree of rust on the upper and lower sides of this monument. Only then did Osvid realize that the monument erected just now was indeed different from what he had seen before, as if a thick layer of earth had been dug up.

Except for Kevin, who just disappeared, there will be no one else.

He wouldn't be idle to dig up the monument unless it had information about the entrance, which was in the lower half of the earth......

"Lights." Osvid stretched out his hand behind him without looking back.

A general was stunned for a moment, and handed the insect lamp he had temporarily brought over to the emperor.

Osveld carried an insect lamp and carefully looked around the surface of the obelisk—the newly dug half of the surface was so rusted that there was almost no trace of the words. He didn't care about the layer of floating mud that was still on it, and simply reached out and touched it.

The tips of my fingers repeatedly touched that side for a while, and finally I found an intermittent sentence: unless...... Open...... Otherwise, the tomb gate will be immortal......

Osvid frowned, and his face became even more ugly: the keyword was about to be rusted!

The words behind "eternal" can be guessed as "not open", but the words in front of and after "open the road" cannot be guessed.

He touched the place again and again, unbelievingly, and when he felt the nearness of his fingertips, he suddenly felt a little bit of vagueness.

"Undead!" Osvid finally figured out the part of the "open road".

The full meaning is "unless the undead make the way"? So where do the undead come from......

As he pondered, the faint howls that seemed to come from the depths of the earth reached his ears again.

Could it be—

Osveld's gaze fell on the dirt in front of the thorn bushes, then he patted the dirt on his hands and stood up, and commanded the people behind him, "What about the others? Are you awake? Go and call them all. ”

The two generals answered and hurried back along the path.

In a few moments, everyone was standing here, even the medical officer.

Everyone had weapons in their hands, their eyes were bloodshot, and a few of them still had water droplets on their faces, apparently just forcibly sobering themselves up.

"What's going on?" Nick wiped a handful of water from his face and shook his head vigorously.

The medical officer hesitantly explained, "I guess I added a handful of medicine to the fire." If I'm not mistaken, I probably got it from me......"

At this time, Osvid no longer had the heart to care about how everyone slept to death and where the medicine came from. He had only one thought in his head: before he left, Kevin's bastard thing said that he was going to go into the grave by himself, and he did it anyway, because he didn't think he would die at all......

Fuck you won't die!

Osvid stood up with a calm face: "Divide the work simply, Nick, you order five people to come and cut down all the thorns and vines." As for the rest—"

He stepped on the wet mud-covered ground and said, word by word, "Turn this whole field over for me!" ”

The crowd didn't ask much, and without saying a word, they started to move.

Soon, however, one of the teams ran into a problem.

"Your Majesty! These canes ...... There is no way to cut it. Nick said that he felt a little confused.

Osvid looked at him, and Nick raised his sword and slashed it across the cane, leaving deep holes, some of which were even broken.

But in the next second, the horizontal openings on the stout canes were reunited, and the thinner ones were directly drawn from the new branches.

In short, apart from the accumulation of some rapidly decaying rattans on the ground, the wall of thorns did not change in the slightest.

Osvid wasn't surprised, in fact it was about the same as he expected.

He had never expected this wall of thorns to be anything ordinary, let alone split them open to reveal the gate to the Tomb of the Gods.

But you have to give it a try, don't you? What if hell it happens.

Nick's logging team was merged into the digging team in an instant, and the group used all the strength they could, and the digging was literally dirty.

It didn't take long for the soil to go down to a depth of almost a meter.

"Click"

A slight crunch was particularly prominent in the sound of metal colliding, and everyone paused in unison.

One of the generals crouched down and pulled the dirt at his feet a few times, revealing what he had just accidentally cut off beneath the soil.

That's a bone.

A bone that has been buried for I don't know how many years, but it is still as good as new, and there is even a thin layer of net-like blood stuck to it.

It wasn't unusual for there to be bones in the cemetery, but everyone still felt a chill behind them.

"Go on." Osveld Road.

The crowd simply threw away their swords and bent down to dig with their bare hands.

But after about ten minutes, everyone had to stop what they were doing, because they had almost no place to stand.

Except where they stood on tiptoes, all the drummed wet mud was piled with bones, fur, and pieces of flesh, and it looked incredibly fresh, as if they had just been buried.

These crumbling corpses, without exception, all came from beasts.

Those behemoths are all bad! Even if it is a beast that cannot turn into a human form, the visual impact on them is very great!

There are almost a hundred or so bones on the top layer alone, and new ones are constantly being dug up below, and it is estimated that several layers are buried. The crowd simply gave up, or they would be buried alive by the piles of bones.

"Is this a beast sacrifice?" Nick exclaimed, "I've never seen a beast sacrifice on this scale......"

Beast sacrifice is a kind of prayer witchcraft that was spread in the early days of the mainland.

Because people long ago thought it was a sin to hunt beasts of prey for food, they would bury their heads, bones, and inedible offal pieces into the ground after hunting, believing that this would keep the soul intact and reborn the beast. [Note 1]

Later, it slowly evolved into a kind of sacrifice and prayer, where the bones of the dead were buried in front of the graves of the dead, and they were blessed to rest in peace......

"After all, it's a tomb of the gods, and it's normal to be larger......" another general muttered.

"That's not right!" Osvid stared at the corpses of the beasts for a moment, then suddenly frowned fiercely, "This is not a beast sacrifice. ”

"Huh?" Nick didn't react.

"The premise of the beast sacrifice is to put together the head, the fur, and the pieces of flesh in a complete form, just as the beast of prey did when it was alive. But here ......"

The corpses of the beasts here were all cut to pieces, scattered and mixed, and none of them were intact, as if they had been deliberately disrupted like this!

"A complete corpse is a blessing, and on the contrary, a ...... of such a beast is a curse!" Osvid said word by word! ”

The faces of the people were full of surprise and horror: a curse was planted here? Curse whom?

Except for Fae, the god of light, who should be buried in the tomb, can there be anyone else?!