Chapter 145: Underground Palace
After the feeling of dragging disappeared, Eleven moved his fingers slightly, tied the roots of the tree on his body, instantly turned into powder, and quickly stood up.
It was dark all around, and I couldn't see my fingers, and the air was filled with the rich smell of boneless flowers.
The eyes that were as clear as a spring suddenly turned blood-red, like rubies, and it was soul-stirring.
Under the red eyes, Eleven could see the surrounding scenery clearly.
She had thought that the roots of the tree would drag her into a cave, but judging by the luxurious furnishings around her, it was not as simple as she thought.
The stone pillars around are carved with lifelike birds and animals, and there are irregular beams overhead, but there is no roof above the beams, only smooth stones, or huge slabs to be exact.
There is a lot of powder in the air, and you can only see the general thing, and you can't see it in detail.
Eleven snapped her fingers, and a blue flame appeared above her index finger, and the flames continued to reproduce and float in the air, making the whole space gradually brighter, and because of the blue fire, the whole place seemed even more eerie.
"Zla-"
There was a sudden eerie sound in the quiet environment, eleven eyebrows were raised, and a short blade quickly appeared in the palm of his hand, and at the top of the hilt was a skull, and his eyes radiated a red light.
"Zla, Zla-"
Eleven followed the sound to the place where the sound came from, and it was a cicada chrysalis entangled in the roots of a tree, and the contents did not seem to be dead, desperately trying to struggle out.
The cold light flashed, the roots of the tree in front of him were chopped into pieces, and the white tiger shook its huge tiger body and slowly stood up.
"I almost suffocated here." The white tiger stepped on the root of the tree at his feet with one palm, watched the root turn into powder, and snorted coldly, "Damn, even I dare to catch it!" ”
After the white tiger finished his breath, he raised his head and looked around, and couldn't help but be stunned: "It's actually a tomb." ”
"Tombs?" Eleven was stunned and asked softly.
"It's hard to say if it's an ancient tomb or not." The white tiger took a few steps forward slowly, looking around, "Judging from the degree of wear and tear around it, it is an ancient tomb, but judging from the surrounding buildings and furnishings, it should be a tomb from the last few decades." ”
The white tiger stretched out one of its front paws and stepped on the ground, and a white spell suddenly appeared under his palm.
A flash of fire flew out of the spell and flew towards the strange beam,
One beam was set on fire, and the fire spread rapidly to the rest of the room, and soon all the beams were lit up, illuminating the entire burial chamber.
Eleven took the blue flame back and looked around carefully.
It was a palace, with black roots scattered across all the surrounding walls, white bones everywhere on the ground, and pollen-like spores wafting through the air.
"These trunks are all alive." The white tiger stood by a wall, looked at the roots carefully, and said softly.
Eleven used the shortblade to cut a small piece of the root and stuffed it into the mouth of the skull at the top of the hilt.
The skull suddenly closed its mouth, flashing red light in its eyes, and kept chewing, and the creaking sound echoed in the underground palace, revealing weirdness.
[Hundred-year-old tree ghosts, thick skin and less gravy, unpalatable. 】
The skull stopped chewing and made a mechanical sound.
"It's actually a hundred-year-old tree ghost." White Tiger looked at Eleven and said worriedly, "With your current ability, at most, you can deal with someone under sixty years, and more than a hundred years is not a level." ”
"Why not?" Eleven smiled, "Maybe it's this hundred-year-old tree ghost demon who instructed behind his back, letting the cannibalistic bed and the female ghost who transformed me do evil everywhere, maybe it's the one who is eyeing me?" ”