On the outskirts of Beckland, in a fertile field. A river came running from a distance, making a bend beside the cliff ahead. One side of the cliff was bare, showing pure white rock, and from a distance, there was an unusually holy beauty.

At the bend of the river, there is also a hidden underground entrance.

"This is it, right?"

Ember silently stared at the entrance of the cave that seemed to be about to be devoured, and stood there and thought for a moment. Then he removed the weeds and shrubs that were used as shelter and slowly walked underground.

Inside the cave is a mausoleum, a mausoleum that originated from the Quaternary period of the great nobleman Amun family. The information about the mausoleum was revealed to him by Crane, who thought that Ember might be interested. And that's exactly what happened, otherwise the embers wouldn't have come.

The staircase made of polished black marble has been washed away for a thousand or two years, and it still retains enough hardness without the slightest sign of corrosion. The embers followed it all the way to the ground, and saw the asymmetrical stone pillars and axe-like patterns characteristic of the Quaternary period.

The pillars stood on either side of a wide road, dividing the shadowy corners shrouded in darkness. Even Ember couldn't help but suspect that in the next second, a monstrous and terrifying monster would leap up from the darkness and scream and pounce on him.

It was only when Ember approached that the holy light from the helmet of the sun worm on his head immediately dispelled the darkness and illuminated the path around him. There was nothing in those seemingly dark corners, only stone slabs that were also polished from black marble.

Finally, he made it all the way to the end of the passage. Ahead is a large, heavy, split, dark gray stone door. The stone door had cracked open a gap that allowed the two of them to enter and exit side by side, and it was deep inside.

"Smack!"

Ember stopped in front of the door, glancing at the sides of the stone door, as if some terrifying monster was hiding behind it. After all, he has been yin more than once or twice, and it is extremely insulting.

After a moment's thought, he took out the ashes—

"Jingle bell~!"

In the dark passages, the crisp sound of bells reverberates. As the bell rang, three tall silver knights in bright silver armor and helmets with horns appeared in a gray mist. And they were all armed with long swords and heavy knightly shields carved into deep grooves.

Their eyes under their helmets shone with a deep light, and they understood their duty the moment they were summoned. With the sound of metal colliding with armor, fearlessly rush into the darkness ahead! Their steps are extremely heavy, but their speed is beyond ordinary people's imagination!

"Roar!"

The roar of a monster seemed to be heard in the darkness, and a monstrous monster hidden behind a stone door could be seen faintly in the firing of bright silver armor, and pounced on the tall knight. However, in mid-air, he was hit by the Silver Knight on one side, and directly lifted it away with the Silver Knight's shield, and then swung his long sword and stabbed at the monster's body.

More and more monsters pounced on the Silver Knight from the darkness, and then died at the Silver Knight's sword.

Ember standing behind the stone gate did not rush inside, holding the twilight amulet given by Ciris. At the same time, the unsettling aura of dark energy began to converge in Ember's palm, and eventually spiraled towards the deep darkness behind the stone door.

"Smack!"

"Zizi~!"

In the countless subtle rustling sounds, the dark energy that fell to the ground instantly evolved into countless tiny black beetles! They form a black wave, frantically gnawing at everything in front of them like fellow army ants!

And this is a rare dark miracle among miracles -

【Doris's Erosion】

[The mad mentor - Doris's miracle.]

Can summon a large swarm of bugs to devour enemies violently.

People who stand on the edge of the seclusion sometimes stumble and fall,

At this point, she will be able to reap the benefits, and she will definitely indulge in it. 】

"Bang bang!"

After dealing with the enemy, the Silver Knight put away his sword, and his eyes under the helmet shone with a deep light. They didn't stop, but rushed forward, heavy footsteps fading away. There seems to be a heavy crashing sound, as if some mechanism has been triggered.

And the same far away is the swarm that makes up the purest Kuroshio, which will not disappear until everything in front of them is completely devoured!

Ember bowed slightly, and then took a step and slowly passed through the stone gate.

Through the soft glow of the Sunworm Helmet, Ember could see the clumps of smudges and debris on the ground, all of which once belonged to the monsters that had been hidden in the darkness, but had now been torn apart by the swarm, leaving only a few scraps to prove that they once existed.

But that's all, just by these residual stains, it is impossible to discern what kind of monsters used to be active here, and it is impossible to guess what the functions of the mechanisms that were once preset here are.

Under the opening of the way of the silver knight and the swarm, the road behind the stone gate is unobstructed, and only the extraordinary characteristics of one place remain. Ember scavenged the spoils as he descended deeper into the interior of the mausoleum.

But along the way, Ember began to have some doubts, could this mausoleum be just a doubtful tomb?

After all, according to convention, the grave of a member of the nobility has more or less things that indicate his status and glory during his lifetime. And when the tomb becomes a mausoleum, or even a mausoleum, with a large enough space, it is very common to use murals to tell the life of the owner, which is not uncommon in the more ancient and obscurantist era, and even the most common means that human beings first learned to draw pictures, not words.

Even the mysterious island he had arrived on under Alger's leadership had a large number of frescoes in its ruined tombs. In the current mausoleum of the Amun family, the walls on both sides of the passage are empty, not only are there no similar murals, but even the decoration is lacking.

"Smack!"

Finally, after some distance forward, Ember saw a picture frame. It hangs on the wall seven or eight meters in front of it, the color is brown and yellow, and the wood texture is obvious, and only the sides are exposed for the time being.

It's the only decoration along the way, except for the monsters in the dark, and anyone can see its weirdness.

Ember put it away and glanced at the introduction.

【Ghost Frame】

[A magical item from the Quaternary Amun family,

As long as you walk into its range and be reflected in it,

The spirit will be separated from flesh and blood in an instant, and become a portrait,

Sealed in it forever. 】

The embers instantly became clear, and this painting was probably the real trap of this mausoleum. Even if someone is lucky enough to get through the blockade of those monsters, they will have to pass through this painting if they want to pass through this corridor.

And if someone who doesn't know the details of it comes here, once they stand in front of this picture, they will be instantly reflected in it, and the spirit will break away from the flesh and turn into a portrait until the body dies. I have to say that this painting has a kind of 'seeing the light and dying' attribute, which can be said to be quite a good magical item, and it is not for nothing that the Amon family placed it here.

"But now, the painting is mine."

Ember retracted his gaze and continued towards the main burial chamber at the end of the corridor. At the end of the corridor, the three silver knights and the black insect tide all stayed there, they seemed to be blocked by something.

When Ember got closer, he realized that there was a black stone door filled with slashing patterns.

Illuminated by the helmet of the sun bug, Ember saw the full view of the stone gate. It is inlaid with an off-white disc in the middle, the surface of which is divided into twelve compartments, and there is a black hand, like a clock from the outside world. However, the grids were not evenly distributed, large and small, and were extremely incongruous, and half of each grid was shaded.

This immediately reminded Ember of the Time Worm left over from the demise of Amon's clone, as Amon was unable to move in the door at the time. The Worm of Time was eventually left behind in the outside world and acquired by the Little Sun, creating the lie that Amun was hostile to the True Creator.

Ember gathered his thoughts and walked slowly towards the stone gate. Along the way, the insect tide that covered the road pushed to the sides, revealing a smooth marble floor that had not changed black for thousands of years, welcoming the embers like faithful servants.

Ember stopped in front of the stone gate, and without hesitation, pressed his hands on both sides of the stone door and pushed it outward.

"Click!"

With the heavy opening of the stone door, it was slowly pushed open a deep passage for two people to pass. Ember didn't want to continue pushing, but let it just sit ajar.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Silver Knights stepped into the chamber with heavy steps, followed by black beetles, filling the relatively spacious chamber almost instantly, searching for anything that might pose a threat.

In the center of the burial chamber is a high platform, on which a dark black coffin is placed. On the surrounding walls are iron-colored lampstands, holding white candles that are still burning quietly. None of the candles flickered, and it seemed as if it were just a frozen picture, completely untouched by a thousand or two thousand years of time.

On the straight road from the stone gate to the coffin, there are corpses, dressed in black tweed coats and half-height silk top hats, or ordinary workers with peaked caps, who look like people who have only entered the place in recent years.

These corpses were all sparsely haired, with wrinkled skin and obvious markings, like old men in their eighties and nineties. There were no obvious wounds on their bodies, they seemed to be alive and dead, and they had not been dead for a long time, and they had not yet had time to decompose.

"The authority of time?"

Ember raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately thought of Amon's ability - Amun's doppelganger will leave behind the Time Worm after his death, and in the classics of Silver City introduced by Little Sun, there are eight angel kings by the 'Creator', one of which is the Angel of Time. And this angel of time, it is very likely that it is Amun, who has a similar authority to manipulate time?

The only question is, how did these people get in?

There are countless monsters in the tomb, ghost frames in the corridor, and a heavy stone door at the end of the corridor that has not been opened at all. The obstacles were intact until the embers arrived, how did these people quietly bypass the traps and traps to get to this tomb?

Take 10,000 steps back, even if they were lucky enough to bypass the monsters and make it through the trap of the ghost frame. But what about the closed stone door? It can't be that after they die here, someone has lovingly helped them close the stone door, right?

Or, there's another possibility—

"Extraordinary with special abilities."

Ember looked at the corpses, frowning slightly.

As far as he knew, the Gate Path could do everything he had said before—even if he was just an apprentice, his ability to pass through walls might not be able to pass through the blockades and traps of those monsters intact.

You don't even need to open the door, you can go through the stone door and enter the tomb. But if that's the case, then what are the extraordinary properties of these corpses? The people who can't come to this tomb are all ordinary people, right?

Ember looked ahead, resting on an upside-down frame at the bottom of the platform. The Kuroshio Current, which is composed of insect swarms, stops around the high platform and forms a circle around it, leaving a large void around the high platform. Because any bug that enters this 'void' has already died in an instant, returning to nothingness.

Ember thought for a moment, slowly walked away, and walked unhurriedly towards the high platform.

One step, two steps, three steps, as the distance to the platform grew closer, Ember could clearly feel some kind of force affecting his body—it was the power of time. If you are a normal person, I am afraid that at this moment, you have aged at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, your teeth have fallen out, your gray hair has withered, your skin is dry and wrinkled, and you are quickly dying.

However, this means had no effect on Ember at all. Despite the constant influence of the force on his body, Ember's pace did not slow down, he just walked to the high platform, bent his knees, bent his back, and flipped the upside-down frame.

"Wow!"

As the frame flipped, a sudden wind blew in the closed mausoleum, blowing away the invisible confinement and silence. The candles on the iron-colored lampstand burned quickly and became unusually bright, but soon came to the end of their lives and melted away. The old corpse on the ground was rapidly decomposing, and the stench was permeating. At the same time, the extraordinary properties in the corpse were slowly condensed, and some even combined with a certain part of the body to form a magical item that made people panic.

Ember did not rush on, but looked down at the upside-down frame in his hand, a portrait of a young man with a smile on his lips. Dark eyes, black curly hair, wide forehead, thin face, crystal monocles, and a black peaked soft hat.

Ember had seen this man, he had seen him stuck in the door, his name was Amon.

Ember frowned slightly, put away the frame, and continued to walk down the stairs to the high platform, to the black coffin. He stretched out his hands and pressed them against the lid of the coffin and pushed hard.

"Squeak!"

With a heavy tooth-aching sound, the lid of the coffin was slowly lifted. But there was no body in it, and the inside of the coffin was empty, except for a pale gold cushion at the bottom, embroidered with a worm with twelve rings.

Ember thought for a moment, and then put away the golden cushion - after all, it's all here, you can't go home empty-handed, right?

It's just that he had just put away the cushion and was thinking about whether to take it away with the coffin, when a voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Isn't it a little rude for you to do this?"