Avoiding the whirlpools on the sea, Baron Jean finally landed on the island with his combat team and engineering team.

The oceans of 1942 were almost everywhere with traces of the Imperial fleet.

With unprecedented technology, people are exploring every corner of the world with great interest.

People in this era are so curious, curious about what they can see.

However, compared to the ordinary fleet, with the title of marquis, with his own fief and shop, Jean is definitely a rich man.

Therefore, when he carried out an activity called archaeology, which was actually tomb robbery, he was much more prepared than ordinary people.

The Type 77 automatic machine gun, the Reaper II flamethrower, the trigger-type induction grenade, etc., which were eliminated by the military department, with the technology that used to be called magic and is now called science and technology, the Imperial Ministry of Magic has made all ordinary people have strong combat effectiveness.

The Marquis of Jean wore the blue armor of the nobles, which provided more than ten tons of mechanical power, perfect anti-riot, anti-stab, and anti-radiation capabilities.

What's more, all the members of the combat team, including Jean, are veterans who can be ten with one to ten, with the blessing of the gods (innate qi) and more than ten years of combat experience.

Jean even bought a seaplane.

And the last trump card, the mage Nick, whom Marquis Jean invited from the Ministry of Magic.

Looking at the snow and ice beneath his feet, which were completely out of step with the current season, Jean smiled excitedly.

"Let's get on, guys."

……

Although equipped with modern tools, Jean and his party are still greatly hindered by the strange weather changes all the time on such an island.

Nick, a mage with a weathered face and eyes full of wisdom, was standing on a huge ice cap at the moment.

He reached out and patted the snowflakes off the ice cap and looked at the bottomless ice in front of him. He frowned and said, "Marquis, I don't build yì you continue to move down there, this ice layer makes me feel the aura of evil." ”

Marquis Jean frowned and looked at the black boy on the side: "Barbatto, are you sure you saw the ruins here the last time you came?" ”

"It's this underpass. But the last time I visited, it wasn't frozen up. ”

Sighing, the Marquis of Jean said, "Guys, you all heard, go to work." ”

Flamethrowers, some magic (Dao) materials that release high heat, it took Jean and his party a day and a night to finally dig up the ice in front of them little by little, and an underground passage that was extremely black and could not see the slightest light appeared in front of them.

Barbatto swallowed. Looking at the passage in front of him, he suddenly said, "I...... I don't want to go down. ”

One of the combatants also said, "Head, I have a bad feeling about where this thing is going." ”

"Wherever we lead, we have to go." Marquis Jean said.

"Be careful." Mage Nick took off his overcoat, revealing a brand new red battle suit, and the six-pointed star on the chest of the battle suit was the mark of the Imperial Ministry of Magic, and he shook his hands. The result is two pitch-black spears, newly developed magic guns that can convert the magic (psionics) in the human body into a stream of particles and shoot them out. Generate powerful destructive power.

It is precisely because of the withering of the Central Plains Dao that the empire can fight against the entire Central Plains with its own strength by virtue of its huge advantage in magic.

With the gun in hand, Nick still felt bad: "I felt the power of darkness. ”

The mage's words cast a shadow on everyone's hearts, and the group walked slowly towards the gate of the passage, suddenly. The members of the fifteen or six combat teams roared wildly, and the Type 77 automatic machine guns in their hands were already unleashing a storm of death towards their companions.

Their eyes were red and their voices were hoarse, like beasts of despair.

Dada!

"What for?"

"Are you crazy?"

Nick raised his hands, and a blazing stream erupted from the barrel of his gun. In a second, the six members of the frenzy had turned into charcoal.

"What the hell is going on?"

"They're crazy." Nick shook his head: "This feeling is a bit like the mental power used by the Central Plains warriors. ”

Different from the warriors of the Central Plains, the warriors of the Western Continent who have the blessing of the gods (innate qi) pay more attention to the direction of self-protection and self-reinforcement after knowing how to use the possession of the gods (the power of the mind).

The dead team did not stop Baron Jean, and the group walked through the dark passage.

But the various traps that followed made their momentum lower and lower.

Bugs that shoot flames, a maze room that keeps moving, an electrified metal floor, a sudden whirlwind of flames, acid mist, freezing gas, puppet guards made of stones, and even some team members are inexplicably frightened, shocked, and crazy.

The entire ruins were like a bizarre death trap, and after paying more than twenty casualties, they finally arrived at the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre, and Jean's feelings became more and more irritating.

Dr. Martin is alive and well because he has been guarded by everyone in the center.

He looked at the mural in the hall with a look of surprise on his face: "...... This seems to be the tomb of a Western Wei noble? ”

"Grave?" The Marquis of Jean was surprised: "Someone would build a tomb here?" Looks like he has a lot of treasures to hide. ”

"I'll see." Dr. Martin walked down the direction of the mural, and the more he observed, the more exaggerated his expression became, and when he saw the last image was, he exclaimed, "Oh my God, this is incredible......"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge palm fell from the sky and smashed Dr. Martin into a ball of meat sauce.

"No!" Baron Jean stepped on his feet, and the mechanical power released by the battle armor made him rush towards Martin like a cheetah, but he could only watch as the other party was slapped to death with a palm.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the big stone hand in front of him, there was no trace of the mechanism at all.

"What the hell is going on?"

Nick's expression became more and more solemn, and the entire hall seemed to become darker and darker, and the thick darkness was like a devouring beast, narrowing everyone's eyes little by little, and the flashlight in his hand could only shine at a distance of less than two meters.

I don't know when it started, but the darkness became like an impenetrable fog.

"Marquis, I have a bad premonition." Nick: "We've got to get out of here right now. ”

"No, I've spent so much money, I definitely can't back down." Baron Jean said, "Wait, I seem to have found a secret door." ”

Looking at the passage on the ground that had obviously been dug out by hand, Jean let out a sigh: "Someone actually came first?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and continued to walk underground under Jean's command.

After paying more than a dozen casualties again, breaking through one organ after another, and walking through the study and treasure room, everyone's feelings became worse and worse, and inexplicable irritability, fear, and fear filled the entire team.

However, through the final passage, Jean and his party finally reached the deepest part of the Holy Sepulchre, in front of the Sombra Holy Coffin.

"What is this!" Everyone looked at the huge coffin in front of them with their mouths wide open, and their faces showed surprise.

Ignoring Nick's obstruction, Jean rushed into the coffin first, looking at the black sarcophagus in front of him, his face showing an excited smile.

"I feel like it's better not to open him." There was a look of fear in Nick's eyes: "This coffin makes me feel very bad, very bad. ”

"Please, it's just a dead man, I didn't pay you so much for sightseeing." Jean's eyes were blood-red for some time: "Guys, open it for me and let's see what's inside." (To be continued......)

PS: Sort out the outline, sort out the details, fortunately, I have a break today, and I have more time, and I can finally make three changes.

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