The burial chamber of the Tomb of the Nameless exudes a suffocating death aura all the time, and some of the dead qi is even condensed into human form, screaming, painful, and frantically rushing towards the intruding living, and this living person is only Ao Xingfeng.

Ao Xingfeng didn't even take a look at it, the human figures condensed by these dead qi turned into a cloud of black mist the moment they approached, and the corridor was full of dirty bloodstains, and even some severed limbs and stumps were seen along the way.

Styval said with deep disgust: "Your Majesty, it is possible that there is more than one dark mage lurking here, and this place is full of despair and sorrow of the dead, and it is even tortured by such despicable means. ”

Such a perverted method cannot be easily forgiven even by the notorious dragon lich Styval.

After passing through several burial chambers, the bodies of the deceased were pulled out of the coffins and discarded on the ground, and some were hooked through the body and fell into the air, but they had already turned into dry bones, but this was only the beginning.

I can't help but admire the dark magician who can do research here, and I don't know how he can endure the stench of what can already be called poison gas.

No one can clearly calculate the size of the Tomb of the Nameless that has stood in this land for thousands of years, and every time the coffins in the burial chamber are full, the Ramanisians continue to expand downward.

As we went deeper, the corpses were no longer just white bones, but rotting corpses in depth, and the unbearable stench was explained, with disgusting maggots, cockroaches, and corpse worms crawling all over the mountains of rotting corpses.

"I'd be glad I had lost my sense of smell and taste, otherwise I would have been stunned. Stival sighed as he looked at the Mountain of Rotting Corpses.

Seeing this, Ao Xingfeng only frowned, if it weren't for the need to respect the customs of the Ramanisian people, he really wanted to burn all this place directly with a fire, which is probably also a relief for the dead, it is better to be reduced to ashes in the fire than to suffer in such a rotten hell.

Continuing to walk towards the source of the crimson glow in the depths, an unusual burial chamber caught Ao Xingfeng's attention.

The tomb was built with a wooden wall and a wooden door, and a wooden sign was hung on the door that read the rest room.

Gently pushing open the door, the place where the coffin should have been placed was replaced by a bed, and there was a coffin in the center, but it seemed to be used as a table, and there were many burned candles on it.

"It seems that this place was once one of the secret gathering places of this group. Ao Xingfeng frowned and said, he didn't expect this organization to spy on this Brasted Collar at such a close distance.

Stival picked up a piece of paper from a corner and read it gently: "Dear Linda, I've been in this ghost place for a year and five months, this is really not a place for people, but fortunately, the priest told me that I can go back after a month, and he promised me to be promoted to captain after I complete the mission! But recently, I heard news from outside that the High King of Sintia is actually going to visit this hellish place! Hope everything goes well. - Love you Bill"

It seems that it is indeed as Ao Xingfeng said, this is the base of this organization, otherwise there would not be a letter like this, judging from the content, the latest news to Ao Xingfeng just released the news to visit the deadline, I am afraid that this organization began to plan the evacuation from that time.

"It was so cautious, and it looked like they were evacuating in a panic. Ao Xingfeng looked at the wooden bowl that had been knocked over to the ground, as well as the wet stains that had long since dried up.

The burial chambers that followed were all remodeled, and there were five such rest rooms for ten people alone, and many more were damaged, and it seems that they had expected this place to be exposed, and destroyed it before Ao Xingfeng arrived.

Most of the rooms that weren't destroyed were inconsequential, but Ao Xingfeng still found a dark room.

The dark wall was directly crushed by Ao Xingfeng, and the things hidden in the dark room were shocking.

A large row of decomposing corpses lay on the operating table, including children and babies, all of which had a common feature: the ceiling had all been cut off, and a brain-eating worm was attached to the brain.

"This scene reminds me of a wizard somewhere, who used this method to manipulate ordinary people and set off a riot to overthrow the local nobility, but this method has great drawbacks, ** the controller will become mentally retarded, and he will not be able to exert one-tenth of his original strength. Stival said.

"It seems that some people refuse to give up this magic and are secretly improving it. Ao Xingfeng pointed to a victim who was dying in an iron cage.

Styval suddenly said in a crazy voice: "Hmm~ It looks like this." Then he staggered to the side of the iron cage, and began to observe the child who was curled up on the ground and shivering.

Ao Xingfeng, who walked outside the iron cage, frowned, it seemed that the dying child's body was covered with hideous wounds, and it could be seen from the godless eyes that the child's heart had been irreparably damaged.

"I've studied this kind of insect spell as well, and I know why they chose to experiment in this place. Styval's tone was calm, like a gloomy cloud, and beneath the calm surface of the water was boiling lava.

Although he is the notorious dragon lich Stival, and the world-famous university scholar of the Duchy of Griffin, he is not against war, but he is running to save ordinary people who are harmed by war, justice or evil is just an evaluation for him, he cares more about those innocent people and innocent children.

But right now, a young child was treated so miserably, and his heart, which had been calm for hundreds of years, set off a monstrous wave again.

A soft and warm light soothed the dying child, dispelled the pain and boundless despair and darkness that enveloped him, and gently healed the shocking scars on the child's body.

The child raised his head, his eyes blankly searching for the source of warmth, and Stival turned away, such godless eyes, tormented by despair, should not have appeared on such a young child, what kind of demon could bear to inflict such a means on an innocent child.

There were several dark red blood stains left on the narrow iron cage, and the broken nails were scattered messily outside the cage, in such a foul-smelling, cold and dark hell, the young child had tried his best to seize the hope called freedom, but the reality left for the child was cruel.

"Are you the god who has come to save me?" A young and feeble voice came from the sturdy iron cage, and Ao Xingfeng replied gently, "Yes, child, all the pain will be far away from you. ”