A thick black aura surged from the hall full of funeral coffins, from every part of the mausoleum, like countless monsters with teeth and claws, tumbling towards the "Sage Gate" located at the top of the tower.

The "tomb keepers" from all directions all worshiped in the direction of the spire, and they were usually fierce and reckless, and at this time they were like little sheep, clinging to the ground, and did not dare to say a word.

The black qi engulfed them, and a little bit of the sun's brilliance shone on their bodies, blocking out the terrifying power of death.

Inside the mausoleum, the horrific corpses hanging on the walls moved and let out a fierce roar.

In the strange hall, the lid of a black coffin was slammed open, and a dense bandaged hand was stretched out.

The white bandage took on a disgusting yellowish brown under the erosion of corpse oil and the decay of time, and the unconscious evil sound echoed with the roar around it, and the mausoleum suddenly became extremely terrifying.

Lucien and Inke raised their halberds and aimed them at the black air, splitting them in waves to bypass them and pour into the Sage's gate.

The black qi came and went quickly, and after just a dozen seconds, they disappeared without a trace, and the evil and hideous roar only left an ethereal echo.

Seeing that the "Sage Gate" had returned to normal, Inke subconsciously sighed to the "Aska" next to him: "It's finally over." ”

"I don't talk to scorpions. "Aska" replied coldly.

"You!" Inke turned his head angrily, his vicious gaze as if he wanted to eat "Askar" alive, even though he ate everything alive.

"Aska" snorted coldly. No more answers.

Inke was furious, but he didn't dare to fight in front of the high priest, so he could only keep his mouth shut and look ahead in a suffocated manner, never wanting to talk to the hateful Askar again!

The high priest noticed the movement here, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, because he knew very well the source of the contradiction between the two, as long as he didn't violate the law, he didn't need to worry about such a trivial matter.

So the high priest bowed his head and continued his "prayer." Seek to increase the amount of force.

The five-ring illusion "Resident Phantom" can create an almost physical phantom with sound, body temperature, smell, and movement. It can also pre-set conditions so that the Phantom can make basic responses to simple situations, such as raising the halberd when the black gas surges, and answering "Don't talk to the scorpion" when Inke tries to talk. Then snorted coldly and fell silent. For example, when the high priest came over. Bow your head and say hello.

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Behind the Sage's Gate, black qi surged, but it was silent. It's full of eerie silence.

Swirling gases converged, condensing Lucian's figure, who had reverted back to his original form, his face hidden by a black hood.

"Sure enough, there is a feeling of the necromantic realm. Lucien looked around, and saw a little bit of gray permeating the black air, making the place as quiet as if it were solid.

It is a circular palace, surrounded by sunflower patterns, and the ground of unknown material is carved with golden rays like the sun's rays, which follow the trend of gradually rising to the half-height altar in the center.

In the center of the altar is a coffin carved in gold, on which are inlaid with many silver moon motifs made of silver-white special materials.

Since the entire hall was filled with billowing black gas, bringing out strong death fluctuations and shielding himself from the prying eyes of the outside world, Lucien no longer worried that his magic would be discovered, and stacked one defense after another on himself.

However, Lucien still did not dare to take out the "Corona of the Sun", a magical item that had a lot to do with the necromantic world, lest it cause a crazy change like a drop of blood in the sea where sharks often swam, so as to attract the priests of the gods.

After confirming that the layout of the palace was the same as that described by Rhine, Lucien followed a strange route towards the altar in the dark air.

The further I went, the colder it became, the amount of death was almost substantial, and after there was no sound, the colors began to fade away, like an oil painting that had been washed with water.

After walking for more than ten minutes, it was with great difficulty that he walked from the misty black air to the front of the altar and stepped on the steps made of gold.

"Without Mr. Rhine's experience, everything would not have been so easy, and it would take many days just to analyze the layout of this death palace. Lucien stood in front of the golden coffin and sighed inwardly.

Without further ado, Lucien took the "Sphinx" out of his storage bag and gently placed it in a recessed position above the lid of the coffin.

They fit together as if the statue was supposed to be here!

Taking a step back, Lucien chanted the incantation, and a trace of blood suddenly flowed from the Sphinx, strange and terrifying.

Blood flowed into the coffin, and the black qi suddenly rolled and contracted like life, and the inlaid silver moon shimmered and dimmed.

Although Lucien had heard Rhine describe the general situation, he was still quite surprised that it was so simple, and he wanted to carefully study the arrangement of this magic ritual and did not dare to waste time here, who knew when the priest of the gods would come to worship the "Great King".

Turning around, Lucien had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming from the outside world, as if the world was about to be destroyed and darkness was coming for eternity!

"What a powerful vampire?Prince Dracula?" Lucien has moonlight blood and is very sensitive to vampires themselves, and this terrifying aura is not hidden at all, unscrupulous, and extremely arrogant.

Black Qi was like a bullied puppy, whimpering and curling up.

Beyond the Finks Mausoleum, the sky that had already lit up was now darker than night, and the rising sun disappeared into the sky.

Lucien sensed a substantial inexplicable gaze sweeping from left to right and swept over himself.

The indescribable pressure, the unimaginable force, made Lucian's forehead sweat slightly.

The "gaze" paused briefly on the Ice Medal and Holm's Crown Ring, then quietly left, moving on.

It was as if the darkness that had enveloped the entire sky had disappeared, and the orange sun had reappeared.

"This is Prince Dracula, who is on the same level as Speaker Douglas and Lord Brooke, and is it so powerful?" Lucien realized that the kind old man he had seen in the study of the Storm Lord and his own atomic research institute had hidden such terrifying strength!

Before the darkness was completely gone, there was a sudden tooth-aching sound behind Lucian.

It turned out to be the sound of the coffin lid being pushed open!

"Yes...... Who...... Disturb...... Finish...... I...... Target...... Sleep?" slow, dry, without a single fluctuating sound sounded in the coffin.

Lucien immediately felt that an extremely evil force was slowly recovering!

"I ...... Slumbering...... Ten thousand...... years, still ...... By...... Imprison...... At...... Over here...... I...... Want...... You...... Withstand...... It's mine...... Angry ......" The voice gradually changed, with a slight emotional fluctuation.

Prince Dracula's pressure brought the Sphinx, who had been dead for "10,000 years", back from the Necromantic Realm......?

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