Chapter1011 The Battle of Ishokon (End)

After Qin Mufeng observed it around, except for the moon-shaped groove on the stone door, he didn't find anything else worth caring about.

Standing less than three meters away from the stone gate, Qin Mufeng put down the jar, put the shovel in front of him, and thought to himself.

"This hill is also well-laid out, with the Temple of the Sun Goddess above and the Fire Seeker Graveyard with the Moon-shaped Mark below, could it be that there is actually a Moon Goddess in the Krujes Continent?

No matter how you look at it, this door can only be opened with the Moon Stone Emblem Key, and if the Fire Seeker's Graveyard is related to the Moon Goddess, isn't it true that only the Moon Goddess's followers can unlock the seal? Why did Marcy say that the Sun Goddess Gotia's chosen one could open the graveyard? My brother still settles accounts, do you look down on your sisters? ”

The doubts did not decrease but increased, Qin Mufeng reached out and touched the palm-sized moon-shaped groove, and pushed it with all his might, neither the stone gate nor the Divine Grace Enchantment had any reaction, it was not like something that could be pushed.

"The goddess of the moon is in charge of death, the goddess of the sun is in charge of life, the sun is above, the moon shadow is below, and if you want to open the stone door, you must have the key of the mark of the moon, and I am the fire seeker blessed by the goddess of the sun, in this case...... Sure enough, you have to find a way to find a moon-shaped heraldic key, right? ”

After an analysis, Qin Mufeng's gaze was abruptly fixed on the circular groove within the moon-shaped groove, and if he didn't observe carefully, it was easy to ignore the nascent Yang hidden behind the moon.

"The cycle of life and death, the sun and the moon overlap, the two are one, the sun disappears, and the moon will appear...... I mean, does this hole have to be filled with something to be complete? ”

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Mufeng glanced down, but he still didn't dare to try the sudden bold idea, of course, it had a lot to do with the serious mismatch of specifications,

He just stretched out his index finger and poked into the hole symbolizing the sun goddess, only to feel a huge suction force suddenly coming from the other end of his finger, as if sucked by a violently rotating vortex, and the moon-shaped groove gradually showed a soft silver brilliance, and after a few seconds, a complete moon-shaped mark was formed.

In the next moment, the divine grace enchantment covering the stone door shattered and dissipated, and Qin Mufeng, who felt very tired, withdrew his slightly wrinkled index finger, only to see that the third knuckle of the index finger became red, and there was a trace of indescribable warmth, as if he had extracted a lot of precious things from his body, of course, Qin Mufeng meant that he had lost a lot of blessing power.

After a short rest, Qin Mufeng tried to push the door again, this time although it was a little difficult, the door was slowly pushed open, Qin Mufeng, who had solved the puzzle alone, packed up his mood, and cautiously walked into the stone door with a shovel, leaving the jar outside.

The space behind the stone door is not small, the walls are inlaid with many glowing moon crystals, and the soft silver light makes the whole cemetery appear quiet and cold, the air is fresh, and you can't feel the slightest fierce and weird aura.

Qin Mufeng counted, there were fifty solemn sarcophagi neatly displayed on the ancient bluestone bricks, of which forty-three sarcophagi were in a closed state, and seven sarcophagi were in an unsealed state, the extra position was enough for him, if he unfortunately died, he was personally willing to be buried here.

Looking down at the shovel with a broken handle in his hand, Qin Mufeng took a deep breath, bowed down to the cemetery and mourned in silence for three minutes, as if he felt Qin Mufeng's kindness, and the light and shadow in the cemetery softened a little.

"Guys, you're being rude."

Respectfully picked up the shovel, inserted the shovel head into the gap of the first sarcophagus and pried it vigorously, and the coffin lid engraved with the words "Etulun" of the sarcophagus owner opened a hole, and pried off another corner, and the coffin lid that was not heavy suddenly slipped to the side, but it was not broken, and the lid could be used again.

"Mr. Etulun, offended."

Closing his eyes and confessing, Qin Mufeng looked inside the sarcophagus with a serious expression, only to see a male corpse covered with a shroud lying quietly in the coffin with his hands on his chest, and he could vaguely recognize the serene color from his face.

Lifting the shroud and taking a look, Qin Mufeng solemnly re-covered the shroud, the coffin was empty except for the body left by the fire seeker, obviously this respectable fire seeker had left everything that could be left outside, so that he was so alone after leaving, only taking away the blessings for the newcomers.

Instead of feeling frustrated, Qin Mufeng was a little glad that he didn't have to take away Mr. Etulun's most cherished things.

After trying to move the sarcophagus a few times, Qin Mufeng had to dispel the idea of moving the coffin lid back to its original position, considering that the other sarcophagus owners might have nothing to do with Mr. Etulun, Qin Mufeng only opened one corner of the coffin, and first determined whether there were any burial goods in the sarcophagus, if there were no burial goods, Qin Mufeng directly pushed the sarcophagus back again.

In the Hero's Cemetery, Qin Mufeng patiently pried open every sarcophagus as if he had forgotten time, and I don't know how long it took, Qin Mufeng finally ended his actions and inspected the few objects on the ground in a vacant lot.

Weapons are: a weight of about two catties, the sword body part of the sword part of the length of 90 centimeters of the cross sword hand half sword, thread-like frosted hilt can be held in one hand, made of some extraordinary red-purple sunwood, the handle end has a hollow copper counterweight ball, can be held in one hand or both hands, double-sided blade, both sides of the sword spine each open a decreasing invaginated blood groove (樋) to the tip of the sword, balance and feel excellent,

I don't know how long I have been sleeping with my master, but the blade of the half-sword in the scabbard is still cold, obviously a rare combat weapon, and it is at least an elite monster explosion in the game "Deep Blue Blasphemy".

A set of (five-handled) top-heavy throwing short knives, a leather quiver stuffed with conical eagle feather arrows, and the longbow buried in the coffin had rotted into rotten wood and could not be used, which made Qin Mufeng a little regretful.

In terms of armor, there are: a set of riveted chain skirt armor covered with rust marks, slightly wide enough to wear as a military coat, and a large armed cotton lining with sewing and repair, and the owner of the chain mail itself also has an oversized semi-covered helmet, considering that his eyes are not blind, Qin Mufeng returned the helmet to the predecessor of the fire seeker with a big head.

A small round animal skin shield with a slight crack, with the emblem of the sun on the shield surface, seems to have some relationship with the Sun Goddess Sect, and is the initial equipment of the warriors in the game.

A multi-functional leather backpack bag that looks very practical, the material is made of animal skin, the texture is very tough, and it should be able to protect some small pounds of arrows, which is very useful.

The rest were small objects: a silver bell, two dark red, thumb-sized porcelain vases that seemed to carry some kind of liquid, a string of silver necklaces encrusted with rubies, and a small openwork metal octagonal cage.

The silver bell is exactly the same as the soul bell in the game, which can summon obsession spirits with the help of certain spiritual mediums, and the porcelain bottle is an herbal antidote prepared by the fire seeker, without any preservatives.

Ruby silver necklaces are probably commemorative valuables, and the hollow octagonal hanging cage is the most important, and it is a soul-attracting lamp that every fire seeker must have to upgrade.

Removing the things that didn't work or were broken, there were only so many things in the forty-three sarcophagi that were worth taking away, and counting the brass ring that Lestin's mother had left him, he had a lot of equipment at his disposal.

Retrieving his hidden jeans and shorts from the Sun Temple, Qin Mufeng took the small clay pot back to the hero's cemetery and began to arm himself, during which a faint bell came from afar, Qin Mufeng sighed lightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Mufeng, who had completely changed his appearance, walked out of the hero's cemetery, holding a sword and shield, wearing chain armor, Qin Mufeng finally had the appearance that a normal fire seeker should have, and there was a little more murderous aura in every move.

Feeling the weight of the chain mail on his body, Qin Mufeng moved his legs to adapt to the extra weight of his body while thinking about the next plan of action.

"Now that I have these good equipment, the top priority is to adapt to the use of these equipment as soon as possible, accumulate some souls to find a medium that can be summoned with soul bells, in addition to sword and shield attacks, I have experience in fighting and fighting, and mastering these weapons should be able to take less effort."

The shoulder strap backpack behind him seems to be specially designed for fire seekers, which can not only store or quickly access items such as throwing knives, arrows or medicine bottles in different categories, but also will not affect the user's strenuous activities, for Qin Mufeng, in addition to the excellent hand half sword carefully maintained by the previous fire seeker, it is the most surprising strap bag, after all, he does not have a game grid to place items.

The left arm is tightly encased in the elastic strap on the inside of the small round shield, and the metal handshake that holds the round shield tightly is tightly grasped, and the shield is closed in front of him.

The tiger's mouth was stuck on the inside of the blade, Qin Mufeng solemnly pulled out the hand half sword tied to the side of the belt, and concentrated on feeling the feeling that the hand half sword brought to him, his eyes followed the tip of the sword, trying to swing the hand half sword as if it were his own limbs,

I don't know if it's because he wore more than 20 catties of chain mail or because of the wrong posture, Qin Mufeng always felt that it was difficult to smoothly transfer the strength from his feet to the blade of the sword, whether it was chopping or slashing, it was like a fight between the left hand and the right hand, some nondescript, and it took a few more tries to know that it had something to do with both.

Having somewhat superficially understood some of the knowledge about combat and cold weapons, Qin Mufeng knew that armor combat was the most important thing to pay attention to the action posture, and how to hold the weapon and draw the sword was very particular, so he immediately regained his strength and no longer moved at will, stood with his feet apart one after the other, pressed his waist and hips down towards the front center of gravity, and stood in the most suitable posture for exerting force.

The left arm supported the shield to block, as if the enemy's attack had been blocked by himself, Qin Mufeng's eyes condensed, twisted his waist and hip to take a step forward, and stabbed straight out with a sword in his right hand,

Once, twice, three times......

There was nothing fancy about the simple movements, Qin Mufeng just stood in place and practiced again and again,

Eventually, the strength of the half-sword in his hand rose from the ground, and it was transmitted from the body to the tip of the sword heartily, and the cold light of the sword blade flickered, enough to penetrate any mortal body.

Qin Mufeng put away his posture and recalled the feeling just now.

"It's this kind of explosive power that penetrates the back of the paper, even if you don't know any swordsmanship, as long as you stab it, you can have enough lethality."

Regaining his stance, this time the blade's trajectory changed, slashing diagonally down along the raised right arm, the blade breaking through the air and screaming, with good momentum.

When the most basic stabbing and slashing action of the handle half sword was felt, Qin Mufeng began to move slowly towards the periphery with his footsteps, imagining fighting with the enemy, although the moves were simple, the sharp sound of the sword blade was endless,

Every time he attacked, Qin Mufeng showed one hundred and twenty percent concentration, not to be powerful, but to move vigorously and powerfully, with only one purpose, that is, to simply send the weapon into the enemy's vital point, and when he rose, Qin Mufeng also practiced the sneak attack action of the one-handed sword 'backstabbing and throat cutting'.

I don't know when it rained in the sky, Qin Mufeng, who originally thought that the sky would not change for thousands of years, was really taken aback, and hurriedly put away his sword and stood up.

Considering that the rain might corrode the blade in his hand, Qin Mufeng simply returned to the cemetery.

Because of the blessing of fire, he has not been tired or hungry since he came to the Cruyes continent, but according to Marcy's words, not sleeping or eating for a long time will accelerate the consumption of the blessing of fire, and if you eat or supplement sleep during the period, you can also recover a certain amount of blessing power, and eating and sleeping are also the most common ways for fire seekers to maintain blessings.

The space of the cemetery is not large, not very suitable for sword practice, but it is suitable for sleeping, and even the bed is ready-made.

After sorting out his belongings, Qin Mufeng glanced at the outside of the stumbling tomb, lowered his head and thought for a while, strung the soul summoning bell with the strips of cloth made of the belt and shroud, and made a simple but inconspicuous warning device at the stone gate,

He wasn't afraid of losing the Soul Bell, compared to his own life, a Soul Bell was nothing at all, and if he lost it, he could find a new one.

After checking that the alert device was useful, Qin Mufeng lay down in an ownerless sarcophagus wearing chain mail, and slowly closed his eyes with the scabbard of the half-sword in his hand.

When he woke up, Qin Mufeng opened his eyes and looked at the soft glowing spar, and suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the world,

Maybe it's only a day or two, or maybe a week has passed, since he came to the Continent of Cruyes, time has become very vague for him, this place is day and night, the weather is unpredictable, plus he no longer needs to eat and sleep, it is easy to lose the concept of time.

After thinking about it carefully, Qin Mufeng felt that this was not a good thing.

"If only there was a mechanical watch, the Cruyers continent would never even have such a thing as a clock."

After checking his equipment, Qin Mufeng dismantled the warning device, tied his back bag and walked out of the cemetery. (End of chapter)