This kind of paper-woven rope was seen in my father's notes, and it was called "Banner", which has both sacred and sealed meanings.

At the shrine, there are all kinds of strange things, between the questions of the ghosts and gods, and the priests wrap the clay wood carvings with flags to prevent them from doing evil.

The wax is of limited brightness, and the heads of the sculptures are hidden in the darkness, as if they are looking down at the people who step into it.

There are also various sacrificial utensils around, and a shrine is placed on the wooden shoulder chariot, and in the middle of the shrine sits an unknown ancient god, and the shoulder chariot is wrapped with a purple rope thick with an arm, like a dragon arching to guard the throne of the god.

According to the arrangement here, the previous elevator shaft is a Shinto in a sense.

The so-called Shinto, in fact, has the same meaning as the ghost road, that is, the road to the tomb, just like what is written in the book, [open the way in front of the tomb, build a stone pillar as a mark, and call it Shinto].

In the eyes of the ancients, once you set foot on the road to the tomb, you walked in the underworld, and the stone men and stone horses on both sides of the Shinto Road were the retinue of the tomb owner.

If the elevator shaft is Shinto, then now the Tibetan antelope has stepped into the [Yin Temple] where the ancestors are worshipped, and the coffin in front of it should be the coffin containing the corpse.

[What did that guy Trek think, didn't you realize that there was something else underneath this shopping street when you built this building?] 】

The Tibetan antelope muttered in his heart, but his steps did not stop, and he passed through the layers of curtains until an everlasting lamp illuminated his eyes.

In front of it is a tall shadow wall, which is usually built in front of the gate to block the view of passers-by.

Shadow walls are not uncommon, but they are of this size, about four meters high, leading to the roof, gilded at the top, and more than ten meters wide.

On this giant shadow wall, the artist boldly paints in rust red and indigo, and the half-human, half-snake giants hug each other, their long tails entwined. The male giants are mighty and hideous, and the female giants are dignified and gentle.

Mythical demons surround them, and the giants have countless arms behind their backs, holding different weapons to fight the demons.

This is a work of beauty that makes people want to cry, the anger of the world, the violence of the world, the death of the world, and the enchantment of the world are melted together under the painter's brush, and finally the sorrow of the world is presented.

【Hiss ......】

The Tibetan antelope gasped, and his body trembled unconsciously, because he saw something more terrifying on the shadow wall, which was dripping blood, and the whole painting was painted with blood.

The viscous red slowly crept downward, almost like a bucket of red paint was spilled on it.

Although the Tibetan antelope himself has killed people, he has also seen the gushing of blood and the bloody scenes, but these are far less bloody than the blood from this shadow wall.

There are only about five liters of blood in an adult's body, and no matter how many injuries are suffered, the amount of bleeding is limited, and when the heart stops beating after death, the blood cannot be pumped out, and it will dry up in the blood vessels.

But there is so much blood on the shadow wall that it can be repainted, how many people do you have to die?

What kind of brutal tricks do they have to use to get their blood pumped out and splashed on this wall of shadows before their hearts stop beating?

The Tibetan antelope's eyes lit up with a pale blue light, and the power of the waveguide suddenly rose in the darkness.

He pulled out the ten-grip sword from his trench coat, and the sensing range of the waveguide's power expanded, and the purification field on the ten-grip sword expanded.

The ten-grip sword was soaked in the pale blue light of the waveguide's power, and it let out a slight trembling sound.

The blood was still flowing, indicating that the massacre had just ended, and there was a high probability that the killer would still be in this space.

At this time, you can leave everything behind, because survival is the most important thing.

As for why the Tibetan antelope didn't release Lucario and Roseredo to defend against the enemy, it was because it was too late, and he already vaguely felt that something was staring at him.

If you choose to release the elves, then in the next second, you may end up like those who become the nourishment of the shadow wall.

With vigilance in his heart, the Tibetan antelope bypassed the shadow wall, and he stepped into the deepest part of this level.

In the order of Shinto and Shadow Wall, he now stepped into the hell hall where the coffin was enshrined.

The light on the ten-held sword illuminated his side face, and the power of the waveguide shone in the darkness, and his breath was full of bloody gas, and the smell just now was masked by the scent of the Shinto.

With a shake of the sword body of the ten swords, the purified realm was expanded to a circle of 30cm, blocking all the bloody qi.

Beneath my feet was a thin layer of liquid running against the floor, slightly viscous when stepping on it, needless to say that it was blood that had not yet coagulated, and the floor here would be red if the lights were on.

The ground was littered with corpses, all dressed in black with a megalodon on their left chest.

The Tibetan antelope has seen this symbol, and this symbol belongs to the [Sharp Shark Team], the organization that uses potions to forcibly increase the combat power of elves.

"These people must have been attacked by something while carrying these documents...... "The Tibetan antelope collected what he saw in front of him, and inferred in his mind, "a huge wound that pierced through the heart. The left and right pulmonary arteries were severed......"

All the arterial blood in the human body is exported by them, so the heart pumps almost all of the blood in the last beat.

After reassembling his knife and throwing Lucario's Poké Ball, the antelope knelt down next to a corpse, trying to identify the weapon used by the assailant.

But he couldn't see that the wound was so large that some weapon had slashed down the man's shoulder, slashed into his heart, and almost cut off his shoulder and arm.

This is not a wound that a sword can inflict, of all the weapons ever used by man, a three-fold magnified fire axe is the most likely, but that giant fire axe has a jagged blade on it.

In general, it was a strange axe saw, the blade was three feet long, and it should weigh more than thirty kilograms, and it was wielded like the wind, which was simply unrealistic.

Because this is not a moving weapon that a normal person can wield at all, those who have such strength in elves are those with large body sizes, but these elves are usually very slow, and it is impossible for these people to be killed without even a little resistance.

"Boss, I'll take care of the defense against sneak attacks."

The blue light on Lucario's body shrank, and the power of the waveguide was released, while he was also vigilant about his surroundings.

With Lucario here, the Tibetan antelope is not worried about being sneak attacked, and under the full force of the waveguide, Lucario is the radar.

"How is this injury so complicated? Penetrating wounds, lacerations, or blast wounds? Lucario looked around as he looked closely at the wound on the corpse and judged a few possibilities, "Or 'bitten by some giant thing'?" ”

Lucario is not out of the question, these people may also have been bitten by giant creatures with mouths more than a meter wide.

The giant creature's teeth must have staggered like jagged teeth.