The glowing round pathfinder ball eventually stopped.

Forced to stop, to be exact, and to be unable to roll any longer.

It was originally a flat and traceless roof, and a cylindrical stone pillar suddenly appeared, and smashed down at a lightning speed, smashing the ball of light that was still rolling happily.

I knew that even if it was a barren tomb, there would still be a mechanism that should be there.

After all, on this continent, there are goblins with powerful scientific and technological powers, and dwarves with powerful civil engineering skills.

Before it fell, the stone seemed to fit perfectly into the roof of the shed, and no flaws could be found at all, and after it fell, it did not produce the sense of weight that would shake the entire mausoleum.

It felt as if the stone pillar had been gently placed on the ground instead of being smashed down out of thin air.

To be able to create this kind of mechanism that is both lethal and kills people in silence, presumably, only dwarves and goblins can work together.

In other words, this mausoleum, which has been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, is the crystallization of the two races of dwarves and goblins!

If you can invite people of two races to build a mausoleum for yourself at the same time, the identity of the owner of the tomb must be extraordinary.

Unless it was a former dwarf king or a goblin king, looking at the Zephyr Continent, who had such strength?

Could it be ...... Is it the king of the fairies of a certain period?

I don't know much about the history of Zephyr Continent, and I don't know much about some antique relics, or the various traces left by different historical eras, so I can't tell what era this mausoleum was built just by the walls or stone pillars.

The only thing I know for sure is that the owner of this mausoleum must be extraordinary.

And it would be nice to be sure of that, for I seek money, and there must be a lot of things in the tombs of people of extraordinary status that I look forward to.

After that, I walked slowly and cautiously.

With the naked eye, I can't be sure which floor tile will fall from the roof of the shed, although with my strength, nine times out of ten I will retreat, but I am afraid of a mistake of one or two points.

Although my wounds heal on their own in a short period of time, I don't say that a broken limb can grow in a certain amount of time.

I don't know if I can reshape my severed limb, and I haven't tried it.

After all, no one can chop off their arms and legs when they have nothing to do, and then see if they can grow one again.

I walked very carefully, and with each step, I used the tip of the big knife to knock down a few tiles.

It was slow, but it worked, and after more than half an hour, I made my safe passage through the tunnel to another stone gate.

Looking back at the road walked, dozens of stone pillars stood silently there, as if they had always existed in that position, supporting the entire mausoleum.

Turning his head, he carefully looked at the stone gate in front of him.

On the stone door, many exquisite reliefs are carved.

Looking carefully from left to right, and then from right to left, and repeatedly looking at it several times, I vaguely understood the meaning of this exquisite relief.

In my opinion, this is a picture of worship.

Countless people of different figures and costumes were densely and neatly arranged together, and at the same time prostrate on the ground, worshipping in the same direction.

The one at the stone gate on the left bows to the right.

The man at the stone gate on the right bows to the left.

When I cast my gaze on the very center of the gate, I saw there, a man with a scepter, a crown, and a noble robe, sitting quietly on a huge throne.

I can't tell if this person is a man or a woman based on the reliefs alone, and I can't tell with certainty whether this person is beautiful or ugly, but I can be sure that this person must be a goblin.

Because I saw that it had very characteristic ears.

Elven ears are elongated, with a pointed top, even reaching the top of the head, while elves have ears that are round and pointed at the top, and they are not very long.

The ears of this person on the relief are exactly the kind of goblins.

The lower circle is pointed at the top, and the tip is still some distance from the top of the head.

Holding my chin, I carefully examined the face of this relief, which was a face delicate to absolute symmetry, with extremely slender eyes, but not very wide, and both pupils inlaid with precious stones, shining under the light of the philosopher's stone lamp, as if the eyes were alive from a distance.

Looking from the side, this person's nose is very straight, and the shape of the mouth is just right, so it can be said that the combination of facial features is very comfortable no matter how you look at it.

If this person is still alive, it is a beauty, both men and women.

Carrying the magic stone lamp, watching quietly, for some reason, I suddenly felt as if this person was alive, and those eyes inlaid with gems seemed to be staring at me for a flash.

What does that feel like?

I always feel that it's a little unreal, a little unreal......

"Hey, stinky boy, wake me up!"

In a trance, a roar, like thunder, sounded in my head.

"Huh? What's wrong? I looked around blankly, then shook my head vigorously.

"You still ask me what's wrong" A familiar voice sounded in my head again, it was the voice of the Great Taidao: "You can hit such a simple magic, is your magic resistance negative?!" ”

"What magic resistance...... Scared, what's going on? ”

I was taken aback by where I was at the moment.

At some point, I was backing and backing and backing until I was awake and I had taken a dozen steps backwards.

Subconsciously used the big knife in his hand to test the bricks on the ground, the one closest to me was safe, and then the next one, which was also safe and sound, and then the next one......

I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this stone door is only used to force people who want to enter, and there is no intention of killing.

However, at this moment, the voice of the Great Taidao sounded again in his head: "You try a few more steps back." ”

"Try it backwards, will you be able to use it?" I questioned.

"If you want to try, you can try, it's a lot of nonsense......" Dataidao began to talk endlessly again.

In order to prevent it from continuing to chatter, I had to follow its intentions and continue to try.

After walking four meters, the tip of the Great Taidao once again probed a huge stone pillar.

"This ...... How do you know? "I hurriedly asked Da Taidao.

"I don't know if there will be stone pillars next," Da Taidao said, "but I know the thoughts of the tomb owners, and their attitude towards tomb robbers is almost the same. ”

"What attitude?" I was puzzled.

"Die."

I was stunned at first, then suddenly relieved and laughed.

Da Taidao was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Nothing," I shook my head, "I just thought it was funny." ”

"What's interesting?" Da Taidao wondered, "Do you think death is a very interesting thing?" ”

(End of chapter)