The heat was blowing in his face, as if there was a burning stove in front of him.

Almost subconsciously, Duang reached out to block his face.

Looking around, I saw that in front of me were several wrist-thick iron chains, like bridges, connecting the two banks of the lava river.

These bridges made of iron chains don't know how many years of vicissitudes have passed, they have already become as hot as magma, the red color, it is scary to look at, Du Ang frowned tightly, thinking that if he walked up like this, I am afraid that he would be roasted alive by the scorching heat in a few seconds, beef jerky grilled fish fillet, or simply that kind of pitch-black charcoal.

Across?

No play!

However, Duang thought about it again, and the previous labyrinth ...... TMD, this is a trial illusion, maybe what you see with your eyes is all illusions, the previous labyrinth was like this, and now this lava river and iron chain may be like this, it's purely scrighteful, whatever, he can't die if he faints, he can't be directly frightened by the difficulties in front of him, try it first, if it really doesn't work, then think of other ways.

As the saying goes, the greater the danger, the greater the harvest.

Duang paid attention, and in the scorching heat, he came to the side of the iron chains, stretched out his hand, and carefully touched it.

"Poof......" The strong burning sensation instantly spread from the palm of his hand to his mind, and a thick puff of black smoke immediately rose from Du Ang's palm-

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A super terrifying value flew out of Du Ang's body, and Du Ang fell directly without even having a chance to say a word......

No way!

Du Ang has the heart to cry.,What kind of setting is this**?,I just touched it with my hand.,Even if it's dangerous.,Shouldn't be killed all at once, right?

But...... That's how it's set here, it's useless to talk nonsense.

Well, it seems that even if this trip to the Vartu Desert is over here, the treasure map has not found anything useful......

Du Ang waited for the release of the soul, but suddenly found that there was no such thing as releasing the soul.

He just lay there motionless, and then watched as the landscape around him began to distort, and then spun in an extremely fast way, and after about five minutes, the lava rivers, the chains, and all that were gone, and everything around him was completely new, and Duon found himself lying on a small platform, as if it were a small square, and then there were many dense iron cages around it.

And also...... Duang found that his HP had returned to its full value!

No way! What's going on?

Duang stood up suddenly, and saw that the name of the map was clearly written - the Scarab Altar!

How...... What's going on?

Duang was stunned! What's going on?

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, squirming, very clear, very dense.

The sound gave me goosebumps, as if there were countless teeth gnawing at the bones.

Smack!

The door of an iron cage opened.

A scarab beetle, with a pitch-black body but many golden spots, crawled out of the iron cage.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the second iron cage also opened.

The third, the fourth, the nth......

These fist-sized scarabs crawled out of the iron cage, and there were thousands of them, like a constantly surging wave, and crawled in the direction of Duon!

No way!

Duon was going crazy, and he saw that the names of these scarabs were not yellow before, but - red!

In other words, these scarabs are actively attacking!

Moreover, their level - level 40!

Your sister, you can't live?

Du Ang didn't think too much, turned around and ran, the faster the better, if he was caught up by these scarabs, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Behind him, there was a path that barely allowed a man to pass, and in front of him, Duon saw a bridge made of thick wood!

And underneath the bridge...... Du Ang was almost scared to death when he looked down, and the darkness under his feet was a huge bottomless abyss.

Then TMD has to run, and the scarab beetle is chasing after it!

Damn, it's death to retreat and stand, so it's better to run forward with your eyes closed and fight for a chance to survive.

Duang ran forward, but just as he ran to the center of the wooden bridge, there was a sudden rattling sound in his ears.

Du Ang looked down, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.

I don't know how many years have passed on this wooden bridge, the wood has long become rotten, and now it has been run by Du Ang like this, and there is an obvious crack in the wood!

No way! This bridge is going to collapse!

Duang was so frightened that he couldn't take possession of his body.

Behind him was the chasing scarab beetle, and under his feet was the abyss, Du Ang made a visual inspection, and now it was about 50 meters away from the opposite bank, and if he sprinted forward, he should be able to reach the opposite bank before the wooden bridge broke completely.

However, he overlooked one thing.

He only counted his own weight, but ignored the inconspicuous-looking scarabs.

The weight of the scarab beetle is not large, but there are many of them, and they are quite old and heavy when they are piled up. They chased Duon all the way to the top of the wooden bridge, and the weight increased little by little, and the cracks in the wood became more and more obvious, and now they were almost unable to support it.

No more! Fight!

Duon rushed forward like crazy, and the scarab beetles followed behind him, like a black torrent that never stopped.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the wooden bridge finally couldn't bear such a huge weight, and after a few slight births, it suddenly broke away from the middle position.

Duang shook, and all of them fell off the bridge, along with the scarabs that were chasing him.

With his running habitual surname, Duon's body drew a parabola in the air, and he screamed......

A smooth white spider silk flew out of the abyss and was sticking to the rock wall at the bottom of the cliff, and with a bang, Duon's body came to a halt, his body clinging to the stone wall, one hand raised, like a mountaineer who had just encountered danger.

"It's too mysterious!" Duon took a deep breath.

If it weren't for this spider silk ring, I guess I would have confessed it by now......

It's hard to have such a deep abyss and no bottom...... Damn it.

When I looked up, I saw that the wooden bridge had completely collapsed, and the broken bridge deck hung down from the cliff, shaking slightly.

Duang grabbed the spider silk in his hand and climbed up from the ground little by little.

As soon as he came up, he sat on the ground and was so tired...... This kind of work is really not something that ordinary people can do.

And on the other side of the broken bridge, that is, the side where Du Ang had just run before, Du Ang saw that there were countless scarab beetles gathered there, all of them were red names that would actively attack people, they were stacked on top of each other, shaking the tentacles on their heads, as if they were demonstrating.

Thankfully, these scarabs, they can't fly.

If this is to get a little wing, Prapura flies over, and Duang can be regarded as a complete explanation even if he has great ability.

This tmd...... I can't get over this!

Duon rested for a while, and then continued to walk forward, in front of him, there appeared a huge grotto, about twenty meters high, the walls around it were full of the kind of eternal lamps that would not be extinguished for ten thousand years, the light was swaying, and in the middle of the ground, there was a very black hole, square, like a gate to hell, there was a stone staircase, straight down.

"Wizard Clinton rests here!"

A line of big words caught Duang's attention!

Could it be that this is where the mausoleum of Grand Wizard Clinton is located?

In other words, his body was buried under this cave?

Well, we're all here anyway, and I'm really sorry for myself if I don't go down and take a look.

Duon took a deep breath to stabilize his mind before walking down the stone steps.

This is an extremely dark passage, narrow and closed, Du Ang's body is not fat, but here he can only barely walk in a sideways position, on both sides, all are cold and hard stone walls, the passage is covered with dust, Du Ang's steps are already very light, but there is still a large cloud of dust kicked up by him.

After walking down less than twenty meters, a spiral ladder appeared in front of him, which was also pushed up with stones, and when he walked down the spiral ladder, there were about a dozen floors, and then, Du Ang found a deep hole.

What a big cave!

This cave, larger than any cave Doon had seen before, was about the size of a football field, and in the very center of the cave was a huge stone coffin.

System: You found the coffin of Grand Wizard Clinton.

Du Ang's eyes widened all of a sudden, because he noticed that the lid of this stone coffin was actually open!

No way!

Moreover, Duon also found that in this cave, there were many fragments scattered, including kettles and cups, and many jade objects carved with strange symbols, as well as some magic props that he could not name at all, all of which were thrown on the ground haphazardly, next to the coffin, and in the corners, and still everywhere.

How so...... It's as if this place has just been visited by ** tomb thieves.

Duon looked around, but didn't find anything useful here, except for the coffin.

All right!

Du Ang was bold and poked his head over, only to see a man wearing a red ** law robe lying quietly in the stone coffin, his eyes closed, his expression was peaceful, if it wasn't for a deep wound on his neck, he looked like a sleeping person, not a dead person!

This person is obviously the legendary great magician, Clinton.

The reason why Du Ang can be sure is that there was a systematic prompt just now, and the second is that this person lying in the coffin, he has a hand, is incomplete.

And to become a great magician in this state of disability, all added up, there is only this Clinton magician.

Right on Clinton's chest, the intact hand was holding a ring.

This......

Duon tentatively went to get the ring.

I don't know what's wrong, it's like I've fallen into a pile of rings. Alas......

Perhaps, this ring is the treasure mentioned in this treasure map!

What kind of ring is this?

Du Ang thought about it as he went to get the ring, but as soon as his finger touched the ring, Du Ang suddenly felt an incomparably powerful force, which followed the position of his finger and directly entered his mind, and all of a sudden, Du Ang was stunned.

His body shuddered violently.

Then, there were countless fragmentary memories that flooded into his mind, very strange, very strange, and very real.

It's as if Doon had experienced it before.

It was a rainy night, and a child with only his right hand quietly opened the impoverished family's cash drawer, grabbed out a copper plate, and then tiptoed out of the house like a thief, and walked into the vast night.

Then, the scene shifts a bit......

"Get out of here, you damn beggar!"

On the bustling streets of Bird City, a fat man dressed in gorgeous clothes kicked the child to the ground, and a broken bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and several copper coins rolled on the ground with a gurgling in it, drawing several irregular circles.

The boy struggled to get up from the ground, kneeling on the ground, picking up the lost coins, one by one......

The scene shifts again.

Outside a palatial mansion, the child was kneeling on the ground, a little blood oozing from his forehead, his body trembling incessantly, his only intact arm, crutched on the ground, barely supported.

It was another heavy rain

The child was still on his knees, his body was completely soaked, his face was pale, and his thin body was constantly shaking

……

A woman in a black robe said to him, "Come with me, I'll teach you magic"

Then, there was a simple wooden house, a dense wood, and the child was growing up here.

Duon suddenly reacted, everything he saw, this poor child who had lost his left arm and was bullied, was none other than Clinton, the legendary great magician lying in the sarcophagus

The scene was still changing, and Duon saw that Clinton was besieged by hundreds of magicians, and he was fearless, holding a staff in his hand, chanting obscure incantations loudly, and countless scarab armies, like a rushing ocean, rushed towards those magicians under his command.

On the execution ground, Clinton still held his head high, and after a blinding fire, he collapsed in a pool of blood......

On the night of Clinton's execution, the man in the black robe reappeared, and he quietly took Clinton's body and buried him in the Berkeley Desert, in the deepest part of the scarab altar.

Then, when the scene has passed, there is a large blank space.

But in this void, Duon felt endless desolation, sorrow and sorrow...... I don't know what happened, Duang felt a chill run through his body. (To be continued.) )