The archaeological captain didn't speak, his eyes kept falling on the lid of the coffin, and there was a pattern in the center, and the scepter was inserted in the center of the pattern.

The pattern resembles a chessboard, and like a map, with dozens of squares drawn in different positions, all of which revolve around the scepter in the center, and this pattern looks simple, but it has a familiar feeling, as if I have seen it somewhere, but I can't understand it for a while.

The archaeological captain put his hands on the lid of the coffin, and kept staring at the pattern for a long time, he is an expert in this area, naturally better than us, about twenty minutes later, he suddenly raised his head as if there was some shocking secret, and turned his head to look around.

After a moment, he showed an expression of great surprise and said, "I see, I know how to remove it." After saying that, he didn't care about us, and pulled the big man to rush down the altar and walk to the middle of the group of stone statues.

The striker and I looked at each other, both puzzled, completely confused about what the guy was trying to do, but he stretched out his finger and counted among the stone statues for a long time, and then walked up to a stone statue and beckoned the big man to help him move the statue two steps to the left front.

Seeing what he did, I suddenly understood something, turned my head to look at the pattern, and was shocked to see that the number of squares on it was exactly the number of these stone statues, that is, these squares represented these stone statues, and the scepter in the middle represented the altar.

When I looked closely at the statues, I became even more convinced of this idea, because the patterns on the floor below the statues matched the patterns on the sarcophagus, so it seemed that if the statues were placed in the position of the blocks, the mechanism could be opened and the scepter removed.

Thinking of this, I can't help but admire the cleverness of the archaeological captain, he actually showed this in such a short time, but I don't know if there will be unforeseen dangers at the same time as opening the mechanism, this high priest's scepter is not so easy to hold.

The archaeological captain, who was about to achieve his goal, was a little overexcited, and he didn't care about the possible danger, and struggled to move the stone statue.

"I think it's safer to get out of here, you say?" I turned to the striker and asked.

"Agreed, I have a bad premonition!" The striker's gaze scanned the surroundings, and the entire burial chamber did not change, but somehow it just felt that something was wrong.

"Let's go!" I whispered that we are much more sensitive to danger than the Archaeological Captain, and in his eyes the Eye of the Desert is the most important, but in my eyes, life is the most important.

"Hey, don't work so hard, give you a heads-up, be careful, we won't be here to save you this time." I shouted at the archaeological captain, and then left the tomb with the striker and hid outside to peek.

The archaeological captain ignored me at all, and moved the stone statues one by one with the big man against the patterns on the sarcophagus.

Half an hour later, they talked about the return of the last stone statue to its original position, and at the moment when the stone statue returned to its place, the rumbling sound was remembered in the burial chamber, not loud but clearly audible, like the sound of dragging a sarcophagus on a stone slab.

"It worked!" The archaeological captain screamed in surprise and strode up to the altar, trembling and reaching out to gently grasp the tip of the scepter, wrapping the Desert Eye in the palm of his hand, and I could clearly see the light of the gem flickering again.

I remember that when I hallucinated before, the gem flashed like this.

"Not good, dangerous!" I frowned tightly and reminded the striker next to me.

"How do you know?" The striker asked in a low voice.

"I see the Eye of the Desert flashing, it's a sign of danger!" I looked around and under my feet, and said with great solemnity.

"What to do? Why don't we withdraw first? "The striker has no doubts about my words, even if there is no basis for them, just instinct.

"Wait, it's not a long road, and it should be too late to retreat when danger comes!" I turned to look at the stone bridge in the poisonous water, twenty meters away we could rush back in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the archaeological captain on the altar finally pulled out the scepter of pure gold, and the moment the scepter left the sarcophagus, the entire burial chamber suddenly trembled, like an earthquake, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and soon it turned into a violent shaking, and those statues collapsed and shattered one after another, and countless stones fell from the top of their heads.

As soon as the scepter reached the hands of the archaeological captain, a stone fell and smashed right on his arm, and it happened that the corner of the stone directly broke his right arm, and the scepter also fell under the altar, rolling down to the middle of the stone statue.

"My scepter!" The archaeological captain roared and threw himself off the altar, reaching for the falling scepter, the Eye of the Desert embedded in the top shimmering slightly, as if mocking his greed and ignorance.

The next moment, a boulder with a diameter of one meter roared down from the sky and smashed into the archaeological captain's body, directly slapping him into a meat patty, and the two eyeballs were squeezed out by the huge force, rolling down to the side of the scepter, and the dusty eyeballs were still staring at the desert eye with scattered white light.

"Captain!" When the big man who was dodging the stone saw this, he screamed in grief and rushed over desperately to pull out the body.

"You go save him!" I turned to the striker and rushed into the tomb with the rocks on my head, and the striker didn't understand what I meant, but he didn't hesitate to rush in.

The big man couldn't dodge, and his left shoulder was hit by a stone, and half of his body couldn't move, but fortunately, the striker rushed to the front in time, kicked a fist-sized rock, and then picked up the big man and turned around and ran out.

When they came out, I was already waiting outside the tomb, and just rushed to the stone door, the walls around me clicked, and countless huge cracks appeared, and the carved cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods were shattered, and the boulders mixed with dirt covered the sky, and the entire tomb completely collapsed before our eyes.

However, the tragedy is not over, far from the end, before we can catch our breath, the ground under our feet begins to tremble, not very intense at first, but gradually expands as before, and in the pool in front of us, the water surface that was originally smooth as a mirror ripples at this time, and gradually begins to splash.

"It's not good, it's going to collapse here, evacuate!" I yelled at the striker and strode towards the stone bridge, the striker following closely behind me with the big man on his back.

The two of us ran wildly, rushing over before the water splashed on the stone bridge, and as soon as we reached the opposite bank, the surrounding area began to shake violently, the walls cracked one after another, and the rubble began to fall overhead, and we did not dare to stay and rush out of the stone gate that we blew up like crazy.

Outside, I came to the spiral steps, and at this time the tomb collapsed faster and faster, and I dodged a falling stone, and watched the steps that were close to me keep shaking, and the walls next to it also appeared with fine cracks, as if they could collapse at any time.

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