The group slowly walked into the first chamber of the main hall, the Hercules Hall, named after the Greek god Hercules, which had played its role in the royal chapel of the north wing of the nave before it was built.

Chen Mo followed the "tour guide" without saying a word, listening to the introduction of the original paintings while repeatedly memorizing these paintings that collected the history and civilization of the dragon clan in his mind, and he tried to record these lines and colors firmly in his mind.

However, as with the church, there are also vacant parts.

After experiencing the shock of the royal church, everyone is silently remembering these paintings, but they are here to slay dragons and save people after all, but in fact, what is urging them to move forward is no longer the goal of the first rescue--- objectively the probability of survival of being in the same palace for nearly six days is almost non-existent, and what they are worried about now is the degree of recovery of that king.

It doesn't matter if these paintings are priceless treasures that can make the half-blood forces of the world fight, they don't have the means to send them back to the surface, if they can slaughter this beast then everything is fine, but if they can't, the written paintings will be buried in the cemetery with the body torn to pieces by the dragon king, meaningless.

Some of the "tour guides" who reacted sped up the progress, he is a person who is obsessed with art, not to mention the actual value, these paintings from the hands of the dragon king are also of high artistic value, according to his temperament, he should still be in the church looking at the dome and can't walk.

His introduction starts out with a very brief introduction, Hercules Hall has a lot more paintings than churches, but these wonderful paintings are like the CG cutscenes in the game that are swept by players who don't pay attention to the story.

They entered the next chamber as if they were being chased by something.

Palace of Versailles, Harvest Hall.

They were greeted by many large and small snow-white booths carved with patterns, all of which had glass covers of discord, dragon bones, strange large sculptures, and various forms of alchemical products.

"This must be the emperor's antique showroom." Chen Mo's voice was bitter.

"It should be said that it is the alchemy and specimen showroom of the Dragon King." The uncle also had a bitter smile, and despite the different methods, they both found the trouble that was coming.

"If you're the host and you have a storage room with valuables, will you feel safe to let in the ill-intentioned guests?"

"Of course not, I'll call a litter of good lads to beat up the thieves who come to steal."

"The boy you're talking about looks like he's right in front of us."

Fingal and August threw out the two huge silver boxes on their backs at the same time, Chen Mo and Noel Watt shook their hands at the same time to take it, the restraints were untied, Chen Mo took out the Cossack cavalry knife first, and the breath of the living spirit poured into his body.

If Chen Mo's alchemy sword was a model of cold weapons, then after opening the lid, Noel Watt's box was filled with the solemn roar of a hot weapon!

The lower left corner of the only magazine of a modified revolver, the large caliber can be said to destroy the common sense of firearm design, the muzzle of the black hole is enough to make anyone shudder, and the recoil is enough to shock an adult man holding it in both hands.

A shotgun that looked like a Winchester followed, with oddly shaped projectiles underneath, but the structure of the old firearm and the oddity of the shape of the bullet did not prevent anyone from judging his power, and the strong aura of danger simply came to his face.

Further to the right are two HK416 automatic rifles, different from the military firearms anomalies are the modifications of the group of firepower maniacs in the equipment department, the cold body color blooms with a cold murderous aura, a large number of mercury core armor-piercing bullets are placed on the side, and a number of weird detachable modules, the temporary replacement of these modules is visible to the naked eye, it is simply suspicious of the ulterior motives of the equipment department.

The last of the last.

It is a thermal weapon that stays in the imagination of human beings in the true sense of the word.

Gauss rifles.

On its right side are two large-caliber bullets of different colors, interpreting the justice of caliber.

Watt, the enlightener who brought the steam to drive everything to mankind, the great teacher of the first industrial revolution, this is the origin of Noel Watt's surname, the steam drive has gradually become a memory of the past under the development of electrical energy, and the glory of the steam engine has stayed in yesterday.

Today his descendants have also taken up the firepower of electromagnetic power, will the enlightened one sigh? No, he would just laugh and lament the progress of civilization, rejoicing that the half-breeds had more firepower.

Golden points of light lit up in the darkness of the Harvest Hall, and the roar of the large sculpture in the center of the room, or rather, the corpse guard, erupted with golden light.

Not even the one guarding the king's belongings, but the whole court shook and was furious at the intruders, and the many stone statues suddenly "came to life" with the wrath of their king.

The corpses of these corpses are slender and deformed, with a bronze skin full of hardness, dragons concoct the corpses of their companions and Deadpool through superb alchemy skills, keeping the corpses from decay while greatly increasing the hardness of bones, skin and even muscles, the living spirits who obey the orders of the monarch are the best guardians of the city, they know no pain, they are cold and indifferent, but they have a crazy passion for hunting invaders, they are as thirsty for blood as Deadpool, but they will never be afraid.

The awakened corpses clinged to the outside of the palace, obviously the fragile doors and windows could not stop the monsters from pounce, they roared in a low voice, the living spirits exchanged information with each other about the intruders, they had the enthusiasm to hunt, and they also had the patience to hunt, adjusting the most suitable position, ready to put the prey that still had the ability to resist to death.

"Authentic concocted corpse guard, have you ever seen it?" Chen Mo grinned and asked his companion who had drawn his weapon.

The sound of hissing wind came from Patcy Gattuso's hunting knife, and the dragon's blood boiled, ignoring the unorthodox inquiry.

Fingal raised his hand and took the other pure black machete that Chen Mo took out from the box, and responded with a smile: "I really haven't seen this, Eva has always wanted to see the principle of corpse concoction before, these things should be just corpses, but the neuromuscular activity has been preserved, God knows how those dragons made this kind of thing." ”

"Corpse Guard, no blood?" The young man in the mask slowly pulled out the giant weapon that he had been carrying on his back, "It's a bit troublesome to chop, I don't know what kind of feel it is." ”

August and the three commissioners drew their tactical daggers and guns at their waists, which were inconspicuous.

However, Chen Mo sensed that the spirit among them had risen suddenly.

The big guy in the center of the room finally ended his threatening and connected roar, and the muscles in his limbs swelled.

And so the battle was on the verge of breaking out.