It's funny.

Eyes glued to the wall sentences, Sioux City's calm head thought so. This sentence, he thought, is like what a murderer in a detective novel would write, like a symbol of killing, and at the same time represents the mental state of the person who writes it is not healthy.

Seeing this scene, Cindy couldn't think of too many clues in her heart. She sighed at first, then turned her head to look to the left, and said helplessly to herself, "No...... How many more times will this happen? ”

"Don't worry." Sioux walked over to the wall, rubbing his fingers lightly over the blood-written sentence, and explained simply, "The blood has been dry for a while, and theoretically, well, I don't think we're going to actually run into each other." ”

"Whatever." Cindy wrinkled her nose and clasped her hands on her chest, and said speechlessly, "It's okay to do this, and you should know that I don't mean that!" ”

Su Cheng didn't reply to this, just glanced at her silently, and then examined the corpse with great interest, so angry that Sindy was dumbfounded, and her endurance was almost at the limit, and she finally endured it, but her lovely face had already turned slightly red with anger.

On the other hand, Sioux City's seriousness in examining the corpse is far beyond anyone's imagination. I saw that he had carefully uploaded the photos from four different angles just by the sentences on the wall, and the accompanying items of the corpse were also searched, and several special drops that only the special forces of the Undead Realm had were detected.

Of course, Anno 's system wouldn't approve of such a clever way to get loot, so even though Sioux City found seven or eight drops, they were basically either lost in magic, or their cores were destroyed in battle, and they were just in shape, so they really had to be valued. It's really not worth a few bucks.

However, when Cindy quietly looked at Sioux City, who was carefully examining the scene, and found that he looked at the old short length in his hand with joy like a child who saw a favorite toy, she suddenly felt that maybe she was sorry for this arrogant, low emotional intelligence, violence, and facial paralysis...... Well, probably serious guys. The significance of this weapon is not simply equal to its value.

After staring at Sioux City for a while, who was playing with the loot in his hand with great interest, Cindy, who was standing behind him, finally couldn't recognize it and asked, "What's so nice about this kind of thing?" ”

"You don't understand, these pieces of equipment that have been mutilated by fierce battles are particularly collectible." As if touched by Cindy, Sioux City held up one of the steel medals with a lion's head engraved in the center and an inverted triangle, and said in rare detail:

"For example, this [Lionheart Iron Medal], although it lost its attributes due to the loss of mana, it was also established by the Nine Gates of the current Undead Lord of the Undead Realm to commend those warriors who made contributions in the [Battle of the Lion's Source]. Therefore, now fighters with such medals. Either they are already in a high position, or they will retreat from the line of fire, and there is basically no possibility of gaining on the battlefield. ”

"So you...... Ahem, it turns out that master, do you like the medals of the realm of the dead so much? As she spoke, Cindy swept over Pura out of the corner of her eye, reassuring to see her crouching under the wall with a look of reminiscence.

"Huh? No, I'm just glad I've added another item to my collection. After thinking about it, Su Cheng added: "It's a pity that the blood stains on the medal have dried up. It's more classical, but it doesn't quite match the [Mondstadt Mage's Medal] that I bought a few days ago......"

Halfway through. Su Cheng also realized that he was talking too much, so he hurriedly packed up the loot on the ground and walked quickly to the other gate on the right. In fact, it's no wonder that he, after all, the [Lionheart Medal of Steel] is so old that many collectors rarely see its true face. Not to mention that he was very lucky to have encountered a relatively complete one like this.

The thought flashed in his heart, and Su Cheng distracted Cindy again and said:

"On my cursory inspection, this unlucky guy should be in the middle range...... Well, it was the explosion that corroded the two-sex magic hit. As a result, he was blasted through along with the gate, and then he was incapacitated, and then dismembered and tortured by the enemy in an abnormal mental state. The process of the battle is crude and simple, and the estimated strength varies greatly, and with his identity as a special forces, it can basically be determined that the killer is at least four to five stars. ”

With that, he pressed Miss Pra, who had tried to get past him, and strode ahead of them, looking around as he went.

At the end of the room is a side hall, and the floor is decorated with a solemn dark red eerie religious picture, which looks different from the style of the Orthodox Cross paintings, and also contrasts with the simple color of the walls and ceilings on both sides, which sets off the religious pictures on the floor even more strikingly.

As they approached the thick gate at the end, Sioux City, which had seemed to be vigilant enough, seemed to be a little careless.

But in fact, anyone who is familiar with Sioux City will know that the muscles in his whole body are already tense at this moment, and as long as there is a slight breeze, he will immediately face his stormy attack. The Heavy Halberd is thrown out of the hand within a second, and its Iron Fist is thrown at the same time as the Heavy Halberd arrives.

However, at this moment, Su Cheng suddenly stopped, approached the gray wall in confusion, and reached out to press the slightly inconspicuous crack above. Under the pressure of the steel guards, the walls cracked and shattered with overwhelming sounds.

Problematic!

Su Cheng continued to sweep the walls without hesitation, although he was anxious, but he did not increase his movements indiscriminately, but maintained a moderate amount of strength, carefully removing the camouflage of the walls. Sure enough, it didn't take long for another harvest to be made.

I saw that on the wall, someone wrote in the common text of the dragon map continent with the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing:

"Damn! Do Orthodox Crucifixers have no eyes? No hands? Are there no internal organs, limbs, five bodies, bones and flesh? If there is, why can't the human body be allowed here? Ha, the more I don't want it, the more I want to ......"

After glancing at the text that only revealed a small half of the sentence, Su Cheng swept it over the other wall. In a short time, a delicate anatomical drawing of the human body appeared, and the drawings were so detailed that even the blood circulation and the anatomical parts of the heart were very detailed.

With the skill that Su Cheng often learned back then, with a sweep of his eyes, he knew that this anatomical painting was generally exquisite, and it was not in any way like the people of this era could draw by hand.

Soon, after enlisting Cindy's help, the contents of the walls were gradually revealed, including a large number of nihilistic thinking records such as "God is dead", as well as records closely related to human alchemy such as human existence and human composition.

"It's really perfect...... One hand touched the wall, Su Cheng looked around at the dense text patterns on both sides, and felt very shocked in his heart, from which he clearly felt a dedication, a deep dedication of the person who left the word to refine into a complete human being......

(To be continued.) )