"What a good place! A good place! In the place where Anle Town is broken, there is such a large corpse pit, which is almost catching up with the corpse pit of the academy, and it is definitely enough for one person to suck it, but this corpse seems to be a goblin!" Darni Grayson, who was sitting in the corpse pit and seriously cultivating the Necromantic Fighting Qi, muttered to himself.

"I'll be back in a moment to clean you up, and I almost didn't scare the pee in my throat today. ”

After saying that, the night ignored Darni Grayson, but walked around the corpse pit and walked directly to the rear. He was a little disappointed when he walked through the thick, open door that meant someone had entered.

This place was the first chance in his life for the night, although it was possible that it was all moved by Darni Grayson, but if it was just in case, if it was not emptied or if one or two good treasures were missing, he would have made a fortune in the night.

Looking at the small goblin corpse pit, this is definitely a typical aristocratic cemetery, at least a tomb from four or five hundred years ago, because only in that period, there were still slaves in this empire, and there would be no more in the future, and as long as it was a nobleman, there would be a burial, and these slave goblins may be the burials at that time.

Normally, on the opposite side of the slave burial pit is the burial of living goods, and behind it is the main burial chamber, and the night goes to the opposite burial area first. This time he was able to find the way, which has such a big corpse pit coordinates, and he really became a road idiot when he got lost.

The dark night brain is running rapidly, it stands to reason that with such a thick dead air, the entire underground should have been undead long ago, he came to this underground, a zombie, ghost type of undead did not see, it may have been cooked by Darni Grayson, but that thing is also an existence of the same level as him, this whole tomb, just say that the huge corpse pit, if it is really a corpse explosion, his level is not enough to see, I don't know how Darni Grayson emptied the entire tomb. In the dark night, I still took out a bunch of anti-evil talisman paper and put it in my hand, just in case.

"It's so clean, I didn't have a single hair left. ”

Nothing! Nothing! Empty!

Lying on the ground in the dark night and looking at the traces on the ground seriously, the whole room is full of scattered footprints, the air in the quiet space is not circulating, a lot of dust is scattered, and countless footprints on the ground are clearly visible, but I know that it was not a person who came in at that time, but a group of people, and I also knew that there were a lot of things in this place, or a group of people could not come in. The grinding ravines on the ground indicate that large and heavy objects were once moved out of the area.

When the night looked at the details of this burial chamber, the mood instantly became beautiful, and it was not so depressed. Because this tomb is not something that a person like Darni Grayson can empty at all. This can only be someone else who discovered the sky first, and then Darni Grayson didn't know how to discover this place, and he probably felt that the death qi was strong and began to cultivate the necromantic fighting qi here.

The night is an ordinary person, this is a typical harm to others and not to oneself, he didn't get anything, and he didn't want others to get it.

He stepped out of the ear chamber and kicked a hard object in the dust against the wall with a single step, making a crisp sound as the object collided with the wall.

"Huh, what?"

I checked it in the dark just now, and there was nothing large in the entire ear room, and the dust was scattered all over the ground, a thick layer, thinking that it was all fly ash, and he didn't care to check it, and all the people who came to him were already the third group of people, thinking that they were all emptied, and the hair was not left for him. This kick knocked out a hard object, and he immediately became interested, picked up the piece that he kicked and flew against the wall, and bounced to the side, and flipped it in his hand.

"Stones?"

The dark night looked at the "stone" in his hand very suspiciously, but he didn't throw it, although the necromancer's eyes were good, but he was also an apprentice level, and in this confined space with black lights and blind fire, he could clearly see that it was a purple stone.

"Purple stone? what? Like..... Probably not!"

At the beginning of the night, he was puzzled, but immediately a little excited, he directly wiped the black and dusty purple stone on his magic robe, and held it tightly with his palm, and saw that this purple stone bloomed with a burst of purple brilliance and was sucked into the body by the palm of the night.

"I'll go! Amethyst! There's still this drain to pick up. More than a hundred gold coins, it's better than nothing, it's better than going back empty-handed. ”

The dark night threw Amethyst into the big red flower cloth bag on his back, and he didn't care too much. Then he walked towards the main burial chamber of the main hall. Just now it was still very narrow Yongdao has become wide and magnificent, a large number of murals are painted on both sides of the Yongdao, and I can't raise my interest at all after a few glances at it in the dark, the first one may be about the birth of the owner of this tomb with his own celestial phenomena, the sky is full of dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

The night felt like it was raining heavily on the day the owner of this tomb was born, making him look like he was reincarnated as a god, and he was born so badly that he died. I've lived two lives, and I haven't seen a vision.

The last few paintings probably say that he participated in a large-scale military war, as if he won it, and came back to be supported by all the people. One of them is kneeling in front of a man who gave him a crown, and the night felt that the owner of the tomb might have been made a nobleman. The night likes history, but it doesn't mean that he likes to brag about history, for example, in the last picture, he was a little scoffed, in this broken town, he made a war scene that actually depicted a picture of angels and demons on fire fighting together, this is a bit of!

The records of angels and demons he saw from the library materials were basically from 120,000 years ago, and they were all scattered records, which in the eyes of the night could be completely reduced to legends. It is estimated that the temple in the town is really small, and there are not many books to read in the college library. However, I heard that there is a chronicle of the general history of this continent, and it has been recorded, called "The Complete History of the West France Continent", and I don't know if he can take a look at it in his lifetime.

And this level of tomb gives the night the feeling that a small slave owner may, with a little spare money, build a tomb for himself, and all the tombs together, in his opinion, are not as important as the corpse pit.

After a long mural corridor, the night came to a hall, the hall should be a place of worship, but it has been destroyed, can only vaguely see that it is a place of worship, the stone pillars have traces of battle, and the collapsed stone pillars are full of knife marks. There is also a black coke circle left by fire magic, which should not have been left recently, maybe the people who dug the grave here in the first place are not necessarily black, and there are traps underground, which may have been built by the owner of this tomb, or it may have been left by thieves. In the corner of the chamber, the night saw two rotten skeletons.

Seeing the bones in the dark night, he immediately became interested, walked to the two skeletons, and pulled them with his hands, one of them may be because the time is too long, or because he was too old at the time, and the bones directly turned into a pile of muck when he touched it lightly. On the other hand, it may have been because of the cultivation of Dou Qi, the entire white shiny skeleton made a crisp sound of steel hitting with a light tap. The night judged that the "loose bones" may have been a mage apprentice before his death, and this hard-boned man was at least a junior swordsman during his lifetime.

"The overture of the night pervades ......."

“........”

"The figure of the Grim Reaper..... Earth ....."

“........ Your slave..... Sacrifice"

"Get up...... Get up ....."

"Get up, my servant!"

Standing in front of this skeleton and chanting softly, there was a miserable green soul between his hands, and on the skeleton in front of him, he drew a magic array with the soul fire void, a skeleton summoning technique! The whole skeleton slowly stood up like that........

"Finally have a backpack!" After the night finished speaking, he directly hung the big red flower cloth bag on his back on the pale skeleton soldier.

Dark Night thought that thanks to the fact that Darni Grayson was not a necromancer, but a necromantic swordsman, otherwise this skeleton soldier would not have been able to leave him with Night at all, and he would have already joined Darni Grayson's undead army.

After the dark night, it felt wrong, there was actually another corridor here, the front hall of worship was one, and after the front hall was a corridor, he was already followed by ten skeleton soldiers, all of whom were summoned from the corpses on the ground, most of the bones had turned into bone residue and flying ashes, and this also summoned ten skeleton soldiers, he didn't know how many such bones there were in front of him, if this was a real tomb robber, it was a bit too ruthless.

And there are paintings on this Yongdao, but it is not the life of the tomb owner like the previous painting, but a set of stone carving swordsmanship, the night is not to play the big sword but to play the staff, he doesn't know what level the swordsmanship on the stone wall of the Yongdao is, fortunately he went out with a lot of rune paper, he put the ten swordsmanship drawings on the Yongdao directly rubbed on his own paper runes, the more than 100 rune papers brought by the night are basically not a few left, for the night, if this set of swordsmanship can not be sold for more than a hundred gold coins, he can cry and faint directly in the toilet, that is their family's harvest of a year。 Fortunately, these ten skeleton soldiers can relieve his heart.

By the time the night reached the door of the main burial chamber, he had already harvested twenty-three skeletons. The entire corridor was full of corpses, including mages, swordsmen, and thieves, but as the years passed, the mage's robes and swords had all turned into a pile of broken garbage, if only they could be packed up in the dark night.

Maybe I've had enough of mushrooms and want to go out for money to eat some meat.