Volume 6: Turmoil (Remastered) Chapter 11: Raven Ridge (11)
"Boom!"
The dull sound of percussion echoed through the empty burial chamber, and there was no light in the dark burial chamber, only the torch in the hand could bring a hint of warmth.
The torch could only illuminate less than three meters of space around the body, a distance so humble to the empty burial chamber that the owner of the torch did not dare to go too far from the wall.
"Damn it! I should buy a magic torch, no, I should buy a dozen magic torches, and then I can light up this damn place! Oh shit! Samaranch kicked the rubble off his feet and muttered a grumble. As a goblin, Samaranch has inherited the miserliness characteristic of goblins, even though he is a player.
"Boom!"
"Those idiots up there are still going crazy, don't they know that keeping quiet is the most basic respect for the dead?" Samaranch groped the wall as he cursed at the knights above, "Hey, Nowitzki, are you there?" Are you lost again? ”
"Shut your mouth!" An equally shrill voice came from behind Samaranch, "You hold this torch, as long as you have long eyes, you miser!" If you weren't so picky, we'd be much easier now! ”
"Can we not talk about it?" Samaranch replied embarrassedly, "Actually, I just think that the extra weight added by those torches will have a detrimental effect on our actions, you know, I've always been mission-oriented!" ”
It's a pity that Nowitzki obviously didn't appreciate it, and a broken stone flew from the darkness and hit Samaranch's head accurately: "Shut up, I don't want to talk to you!" ”
Samaranch shrugged helplessly and continued to grope for the wall.
They entered the third floor of the tomb through a secret tunnel, and of course, Samaranch would never admit that the reason why they chose that secret tunnel was because they didn't want to be used as an appetizer by those tin cans.
As professional grave robbers, Samaranch and Nowitzki hate all the extra fights that mean extra attrition, and a lot of wasted time.
Therefore, when they received this task from a goblin merchant, they immediately decided on the method of entering the tomb through the secret passage they had been told about.
Needless to say, readers and friends must be able to guess who the goblin merchant who issued the mission is, and it is clear that a certain guy is the mastermind behind this tomb robbery.
Yu Bin has to admit that players are the most hardworking and lazy people.
Players are industrious because their enthusiasm for adventure is much higher than that of the NPCs on the continent of Entagre, even if it is a cave, a river, or a crack, players will explore with the greatest enthusiasm and at any cost, hoping to find the ancient artifacts that have been sealed or abandoned in these places, and then step into the sky, step on the pinnacle of life, become rich and handsome, and marry Bai Fumei. From this point of view, even the most greedy bandit is far inferior to the player.
Players are lazy because when they are faced with various tedious and complex situations, they will always try their best to find bugs and shortcuts to ensure that they can solve everything in the shortest possible time. Honestly following the rules is never the player's style, and doing everything possible to exploit loopholes is their favorite.
Therefore, in the previous life, when players found that they could not rely on their own strength to enter the third layer of the Crow Ridge Tomb from top to bottom, it naturally prompted many players to start looking for other shortcuts in every possible way, and the result of this behavior was this hidden passage that was discovered.
As long as you drill through a crack in the mountain wall of the Yin Wind Valley and advance along the narrow gap in the belly of the mountain, you can reach the ruins of a dry underground river, and if you go along the ruins, you can reach the bottom of the third layer of the tomb, and then you only need to make a hole about five meters above your head to enter the third layer of the tomb.
Due to the narrow gap in the belly of the mountain, the remains of the underground river are almost squeezed by the surrounding soil and almost disappear, and players of ordinary size cannot use this method to enter the tomb at all, so Samaranch and Nowitzki, who are both small and famous tomb robbers in previous games, became the best candidates to complete this mission.
"I think this is it!" Samaranch shook the torch in his hand and said uncertainly, "What do you think, Nowitzki!" ”
"Go fifteen meters, then turn right, and walk another twenty meters to our destination, you idiot!" Nowitzki kicked Samaranch in the ass, and if it weren't for Samaranch's special talent for making holes and locating tombs, Nowitzki wouldn't have robbed the grave with this stingy idiot, of course, he chose to forget that he was a road idiot.
Samaranch rubbed his buttocks, walked forward fifteen meters, and then turned left without hesitation, he has been working with Nowitzki for so long, Samaranch already knows how to cooperate with this accomplice, as long as it is the direction that Nowitzki is pointing to, to the left is to the right, to the east is to the west, in addition to the front and back up and down Nowitzki can also figure it out, other information related to the direction has to be listened to in reverse.
As for whether Nowitzki will find himself turning left instead of right, Samaranch said that this is not a problem at all, because the goblin with a pair of thick-bottomed glasses can't tell what is left and what is right.
It didn't take long for a stone gate to appear in front of the two goblins.
"Aha, we've found the treasure!" Samaranch said happily, and at this moment, the muffled sound coming from the top of his head and the sand scattered with the shaking were also so unbearable from time to time.
The two goblins worked together to push open the stone door, and under Nowitzki's repeated pressure, Samaranch reluctantly took out a few torches from his backpack and inserted them in the four corners of the tomb, which finally illuminated most of the tomb.
The simplicity of the tomb was beyond their imagination, it did not look like a tomb at all, but like a storage vault used to store coffins, and the surrounding area was empty, with neither gorgeous ornaments nor valuable burial goods, only two large and one small coffin lying quietly in the center of the tomb.
"Goo-dong!"
Samaranch swallowed involuntarily, and then couldn't wait to pounce on the largest coffin, ready to push the lid open.
However, Nowitzki mercilessly stopped Samaranch with a flying kick: "Are you crazy? Forgot what this place is? ”
Samaranch, who was awake from the kick in the head, finally remembered where it was, laughed embarrassedly, ran back, and worked with Nowitzki to push the lid of the small coffin in the middle.
Inside the coffin was the dried corpse of a child, and the linen clothes on the dried corpse had long since become the most basic powder due to time, only the body of little Raddie Moore did not dissipate under the protection of corpse oil.
Ignoring the sigh, Nowitzki cut off the head of the dried corpse as quickly as he could, and then didn't even bother to clean up the torches around him, and Samaranch pulled his legs and fled in the direction of the hole they had knocked out before.
After running a few steps, he heard the soil layer above his head vibrate violently, and a roar of anger and depravity came out clearly through the soil layer.
"Who! Who would dare to destroy the resurrection of a great corpse witch! ”
An earth-shattering bang followed, and the violent shaking caused the stone walls in the tomb to crack and crack, and the soil layer above the head could no longer support it, and the broken clods of soil continued to fall, as if to completely bury the tomb.
Samaranch and Nowitzki ran as fast as they could, dodging the hard clods of dirt falling overhead, towards the cave they had entered, but unfortunately, because they didn't have time to come up with torches for lighting, the two goblins had to grope their way in the dark in the direction of their memory, which slowed them down considerably.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
A continuous, loud sound came from behind them, and the sound could be heard getting closer, and Samaranch narrowly dodged a clod of dirt that fell overhead, and finally chose to pull out the magic torch from his backpack that he had been reluctant to use.
As soon as the magic torch that works by the power of magic is taken out, it begins to automatically emit a soft light, far exceeding the lighting effect of ordinary torches, making the distance of more than ten meters around it clearly visible.
However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, with another "bang" sound, a dried corpse directly smashed through the stone wall used to separate the two burial chambers not far away, and appeared in front of the two goblins.
Looking at the dried corpse in front of them, which was obviously a human woman, Samaranch and Nowitzki swallowed involuntarily, they knew that this was Morgan Raddymore's wife, and of course, it was a dried corpse controlled by the corpse witch Garrakis.
The hollow eyes of the dried corpse emitted a terrifying red light, which was even more terrifying in the secluded tomb, a situation that Samaranch and Nowitzky rarely encountered even professional tomb robbers.
The two goblins turned around and ran without hesitation, fighting bravely with the monster in front of them, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a goblin to make a choice.
It's a pity that the dry corpse obviously didn't want to let go of these two tomb robbers, relying on his own strength, the dry corpse strode towards Nowitzki, who was holding the head of little Raddymore, and even the stone wall could not stop the already crazy dry corpse along the way, and directly smashed the stone wall with brute force, so that the two goblins deeply understood what is called the principle of the shortest straight line between two points.
By this time, even a miser like Samaranch did not dare to joke with his own life, and while escaping, the goblin took out all kinds of props from his backpack and threw them behind him without looking, including oil for lubrication, shovels for digging holes, traps and poisons, and, of course, all kinds of food, and even a half-gnawed roast chicken.
Suddenly, there was a loud explosion from behind Samaranch, and the shockwave from the explosion sent the two goblins flying, apparently, a flammable and explosive object was inadvertently thrown out by Samaranch, and it exploded successfully.
The explosion not only blocked the corpse's pursuit, but also made the soil layer overhead no longer able to withstand the violent vibrations, and a large number of falling clods of earth were piled up between the two goblins and the corpse to form a makeshift improvised earthen wall, which was even able to withstand the impact of the corpse without cracking, forcing the corpse to wave its claws in an attempt to dig a passage out of the mound.
The disgraced Samaranch and Nowitzki looked at each other, jumped up from the ground in unison, and scrambled towards the entrance of the cave.
Finally, when the dry corpse successfully dug up the mound, Samaranch in the palace had already jumped into the hole, and before leaving, he did not forget to throw another alchemy bomb, successfully destroying the hole completely.
The dry corpse that lost the pursuit target had to look up to the sky and roar in place, helplessly facing the end of defeat.
"Despicable thief, shameful thief! I will drain your souls and torture them with the most vicious spells for ten thousand years! The shrill voice and vicious curse seemed to sound in the depths of the soul, so that the two goblin tomb robbers did not have the slightest sense of rejoicing in their death.
The second floor of the tomb.
Facing Garrakis, the corpse witch who had risen from the coffin and cursed the tomb robbers in anger, Brad and Silbey, who were still alive, looked at each other and retreated with a wry smile, knowing that the worst had happened.
And the attention of the mad lion Jean at this moment was long gone to the two human players who only had half a life left, watching the resurrected Garrakis cursing the tomb robbers, cursing Morgan Raddymore, and cursing the Holy See of Light, this warrior monk rushed forward without hesitation.
"Damned, damned thief, ah! You, you little reptile, how dare you !! "Garrakis, who didn't take Jean in his eyes, immediately suffered, no weapons, no robes, not even a protective spell, even a hero-level corpse witch, in this situation facing a lion warrior monk, would not be much better than Sylbey.
Tiger Palm, Tiger Combo, Wind Stepping, and then Crane Neck Kick, followed by the Roundhouse Kick and Xianglong in the Sky with the blessing of divine power, Garrakis, who was almost stunned by a series of melee attacks, flew towards the soil layer above his head without accident.
The soil layer that had been loosened by the violent shaking could no longer withstand the impact of Garrakis, and the soil layer between the first and second floors of the tomb was broken through, and the resurrected corpse witch was kicked alive to the first floor of the tomb.
And then this is not the end of the nightmare of Garrakis.
When Garrakis was resurrected from the coffin, Moradium, who had been fighting with Bollivier on the ground, seemed to be stimulated by something, and the dark blue flames in his eyes instantly turned into scarlet red dots, which meant that this heroic undead knight instantly entered a berserk state.
Sensing the danger, the four people flew back without hesitation, they weren't sure what caused the change in Moradim, and for the sake of safety, it was naturally the most important thing to ensure their own safety.
However, the furious Moradim did not pursue these few little reptiles that made him feel irritated, but took two steps forward in a certain direction, squatted down, and plunged the knight's long sword in his hand into the ground, and powerful energy instantly burst out from the sword, directly opening a large hole in the ground.
And under the big hole, it was the corpse witch Garrakis who was knocked up by the combo of the mad lion Jean.
"Garrakis !!"
"Laddy Moore !!"
At this moment, whether it is Moradium or Garrakis's eyesight, there is no room for anyone else, only the mortal enemy in front of him who has ruined everything.