Slowly, silently, firmly.

The expedition walked through the water pipe for about fifteen minutes before coming to a new cave.

The dark cavern was invisible, like a monstrous beast with its mouth wide open enough to devour the entire world, waiting for food to come to its door to fill its belly.

The team stopped at the entrance of the cave.

"Acharin, check if the walls of the cave here are the same as the tunnels, and don't alarm the others."

Acharin nodded silently.

Lorraine and Henna took the torches from the sailors, two each, and walked into the cave side by side.

In the light of the fire, Lorraine saw that the rock wall, which was smooth and almost milky, was still in the shape of an egg-shaped echo wall. It's just that this hole is much larger than the fluorescent hole in front, and standing at the entrance, you can't see the situation in the cave at all with four torches.

The two walked along the wall, and after walking a short time, they saw an artificial creation on the wall.

It was a torch, supported by a rough iron frame on the stone wall, and the tarpaulin on the torch was charred black, as if it had burned, but it had never burned out.

"Henna, did we bring the oil with us?"

"Just in case, bring some."

"Tell the two sailors to make some linen wrapped around torches, and I have a hunch that we are coming to the end."

Lorraine's needs were quickly satisfied, and the sailors carefully wrapped the tarpaulin around the torches, and with a light of the fire, the world was immediately lit up.

They scattered along two paths, one left and one right, and searched around the cave wall, lighting a full forty-eight torches, illuminating the huge cave like a small theater.

Lorraine sees a white hole!

The four walls of the cave are white, and the center is also white.

In the center of the white is a gentle sand dune nearly three meters high made of quartz sand, sprinkled with scattered gold coins and gold objects, which become denser the higher you go.

At the top of the dune, the gold has been piled up in patches, and among the large patches of gold is a strange and old wooden chair with a tall carved pillar.

A skeleton sat on a chair with a golden sword, wearing a golden helmet and a long sword at his waist.

His legs were spread apart and his back was tilted forward. The left palm supports the left knee, and the left foot steps on the gold. The right arm rests on the right leg, which is slightly higher, and the foot is a giant ballista with a hideous style.

The skeleton of a giant bear accompanies the side of the throne, with its limbs bent and its head resting on its side.

There were also four skeletal skeletons with stout silver helmets kneeling under the throne, facing the king and the giant bear. They were self-serving, rotting only skeletons with rusted Viking swords stuck in their chests.

Henna stared at all this blankly, her emerald eyes were confused: "This is ...... The King's Grave? ”

"This is Inger. Arnathan's burial place. Lorraine whispered, "My ancestor, the wolf of Iceland, Inger. Yanason. ”

"How do you know?"

Lorraine raised his hand and pointed to the tall carved pillar like a flagpole behind the throne: "See that pillar?" It's called the Throne Pillar. For the Vikings of the tribal period, it was a symbol of the power of the tribal lords, who placed the pillars behind their thrones and placed them on their longships to sail across the seas and plunder their wealth. ”

"Legend has it that Inger's longship sailed to the vicinity of Iceland and his pillar fell from the ship. According to Viking tradition, the place where the pillar landed was where the tribe settled, so he followed the current to find the pillar, found Iceland, and became the king of Iceland. ”

After him, his family ruled Iceland for three centuries, and each king took the name of Ingue as his surname, known as the Ingue dynasty. It wasn't until Iceland was conquered by Norway and the descendants who lost their authority reverted to the name Arnason, until my mother, Helena. Arnathan passed on his blood to me. ”

Lorraine recounted slowly, and before he knew it, the members of the expedition had gathered behind him, looking in reverence and awe at the king wolf at the top of the dune.

Henna asked softly, "You already knew he was here?" ”

"How is that possible?" Lorraine smiled bitterly, "When Acharin found the ruins of the longship and the gold Phocas, I just suspected that Inger had used this sea cave as the last place to bury bones. But I never thought that he would actually build a crazy mausoleum here. ”

"Here...... Build? ”

"White sand, gold, and a stone trough around the walls of the cave......" Lorraine looked at the layout of the cave in confusion, "He wants to build a ship city, Nuo Otong." It's just that for some reason, he didn't manage to move his longship in the end, and instead became the remains of the longship outside the cave, which became a clue for us and Nasburt to find his tomb. ”

"Every drink and peck, it is God's will." Henna sighed, "What are you going to do?" ”

"What to do?"

Henna pointed to the wolf of kings in the dunes: "This is the tomb of your ancestors. ”

"You're thinking too much." Lorraine smiled and stretched her waist, "I respect Yinge. But I am a descendant of pirates, and even if Yin Ge wakes up and stands before me, he will not be able to stop me from taking the treasure, which my sailors deserve, and which they have paid for with their lives. ”

This is an official announcement.

The expedition erupted in cheers, and the sailors swarmed up the dunes and began to pick up the gold objects scattered around.

The composition of these gold objects is quite complex, from works of art from the centuries BC to ordinary gold coins and ritual vessels from the eighth and ninth centuries, and there is no system at all, and it is clear at a glance that they are the complete summary of Yinge's plundering career.

They didn't have chests to store their gold.

The sailors poured out the medicine packets, ammunition, and even the oil to free up two large wooden boxes and a barrel to collect the gold on the gun carts used as carts.

There was even a suggestion to unload the artillery as well, to free up a cart and to load more gold, but this suggestion was rejected by the sane companions.

There are also people who take off their clothes, wrap them into packages, and wrap heavy gold around their bodies, so excited that they can't help themselves.

But no one touched the bones of the four Viking warriors from beginning to end, and no one disturbed the peaceful sleep of Yinge and the great bear beside him, even though they had the richest gold on their feet.

Lorraine says he respects Ingue. Arnathan, the sailors respected their captains and revered these predecessors who roamed the seas from the bottom of their hearts.

It was their right as adventurers to pick up treasure, and it was their duty as sailors not to disturb the sleep of the dead.

The cave was filled with the aroma of harvest, pungent and smoky, the smell of fire oil.

Lorraine and his seamen stood at the mouth of the cave, smiling as the sailors busted themselves in the dunes, avoiding the strange smell.

Noya casually played with a gold bracelet, and her little face wrinkled: "Captain." ”

"Huh?"

"I don't understand."

"What don't you understand?"

"If this cave is Inguel. Why is there only five people and one bear in the mausoleum built by Arnathan? Could it be that the mausoleum was built by their own hands? Even if it's natural of the hole...... So much sand, and so much gold...... And that fishing fork cannon...... How many trips do they have to make to move it all? ”

"The warriors of the Silver Helmet are not coolies, they are glorious Viking guards." Lorraine explained with a smile, "Every Praetorian Guard is a slave owner, and Inge is the biggest slave owner. There must have been hundreds of slaves who built the mausoleum, and he couldn't have built a longship if he wanted to build Nuoaton. ”

"Where are the other ships?"

"After so many years, it's probably sinking. Only Ingel's flagship was dragged up the reef that it survived. ”

"Where did so many slaves go?"

"This ......"

Noya looked serious: "Captain, slave traders like to capture wandering Roma. I have heard the elders of the Sara Ministry say that once the Roma are caught, they are no longer human beings, they are the property of slave owners. ”

She waved her arms, as if she couldn't find the right words for a moment: "Slave owners will not allow their property to leave." Even if they died, they would first execute their slaves, or they would treat them as an inheritance and give them to their children and grandchildren. Isn't that the tradition of the Vikings? ”

"Pretty much ......"

"If only it was about ...... How is it that there are no slave burial pits here? Are they all buried in the dunes? ”

"Dune ......"

Lorraine subconsciously looked at the sand dunes, and in a trance, he seemed to see the soft silver sand move.

He was stunned, rubbed his eyes and was about to take a closer look, but for a moment, the sand dunes suddenly collapsed!

The sand dunes had collapsed, and the position was right under the two gold-pickers. The sailor screamed and fell into the sand hole, and soon flew out like a baseball, hitting the dome of the cave with a thud, his brain bursting and blood raining down.

Big waves swell in the calm sand dunes!

A pure black tail swayed out from between the white sands and jerked violently, smashing Yin Ge and his loyal janissaries to pieces.

The fishing fork cannon under Yin Ge's feet flew like cannonballs, heading straight for the hole, knocking away the three sailors who could not escape along the way.

Lorraine flew out, knocking the stunned Noah and Acharin to the ground.

The fishing fork cannon flew over their heads, hit the four-pounder gun on the gun carriage, and with a bang, it flew left and right.

The giant python slowly raises its head from the dunes.

More than ten meters long and nearly one meter thick, the soft and dry fine sand slid down its pitch-black body, leaving no dust on it.

The frightened sailors flocked to the entrance of the cave like crazy, and Lorraine slowly straightened up, standing against the flow of people and Henna at the entrance of the cave.

"The giant python coiling around the atrium, Yemon...... Gad. ”