Zara's eyes were filled with excitement that could not be concealed.

The surrounding cultists rushed up and tore down all the vines and roots in front of the door.

Soon, they found a place where the Rubik's cube-shaped key was.

Zara looked at Huasha, and one of the cultists handed her the Rubik's Cube and pushed her towards the door.

Hua Sha took the Rubik's Cube, glanced back at Hei Lang, and made eye contact with him.

She knew that if they wanted to live now, then they would have to cooperate, and she walked slowly to the door.

She placed the cube in the hole and tried to turn it.

A faint glow lit up above the Rubik's Cube, and these lights swept over Hua Sha, as if to confirm her identity.

The door on one side of the door immediately moved, and began to slowly open to both sides, making a buzzing sound of movement.

But it seems that because of the passage of time, as the gate opened, the surroundings began to tremble, and a lot of dust fell.

This made everyone here subconsciously hold their breath, and at the same time, they were a little worried about whether this underground space would collapse because of this.

Cage was amazed by the automatic opening of the door.

In fact, when he heard Helang say that this treasure had to be opened by the Burgundians, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

How can those people who were hundreds or even thousands of years ago know who will open this treasure hundreds of years later?

But now it seems that he was naïve.

There seems to be some special mechanism at this doorway that is used to detect bloodlines.

After a few minutes, the gate opened a path for a carriage.

At first, it was pitch black behind the door, and it was impossible to see what was there.

Only the torches in the hands of these cultists provided some light.

The humidity in the air was mixed with the smell of rotting wood, and there seemed to be the smell of something rotting.

But as they entered the door, it seemed that something had been touched.

Wisps of daylight, which have broken down into a pale blue soft light, seem to light up dust from overhead, and the light is outlined by the Tyndall effect.

These lights dispelled the darkness in front of them.

However, it is not supposed to be an outward opening, but more like some kind of refractive mechanism that refracts the sunlight outside.

Everything in front of him made the eyes of everyone here show a little distraction.

The space was much larger than they had imagined, with green grass and moss covering the walls.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless treasures, boxes and boxes of gold coins, silver pots, and all kinds of artifacts of unknown age, and some gold bars that have not been polished, but its weight and value are extremely attractive, and in addition to this, there are all kinds of gems and pearls.

This is not just the treasure of the dwarf named Andrwally, the reason why Loki went to rob his treasure in the first place was because the compensation was not enough, so his treasure was filled.

In addition to this, there is a mixture of Fafnir's possessions and the wealth acquired during Siegfried's adventures.

The peculiarity of this treasure means that each of its owners is not an ordinary person, and each time it changes hands, the wealth in the treasure expands to the extent it is today.

"Treasures of the Nibelungen."

One of the cultists beside Zara muttered in distraction.

"It really exists, this treasure really exists!"

He seemed so excited that he didn't even wait for Zara to get in, but he ran up and threw himself on the treasure, grabbing the treasure mixed with all kinds of gems and pearls and rubbing it in his hand, and the treasure shone like a waterfall, and when it fell, it made the crisp sound of hail hitting the glass window.

The rest of the cultists saw that Zara was not angry, and they also lost their minds a little, and rushed up to look at the treasures carefully.

It was a huge wealth that most of them could hardly imagine, only in the fairy tale world, but at this moment it appeared very clearly in front of their eyes.

The wealth they have seen in their lifetimes may not be as great as they are today.

Zara was still not angry, just watched it all coldly.

Suddenly, one of the cultists seemed to have discovered something and looked not far away.

There was a humanoid skeleton leaning against the wall, with what seemed to be a sword stuck in its chest, but I didn't know who it was.

He wears a helmet on his head, but what attracts the cultist the most is what he wears on his fingers.

It was a golden ring, very plain in shape, just a simple ring, but for some reason, it was extremely attractive to him.

He couldn't help but step forward slowly, took the ring off from under the skeletal finger, and carefully examined it in his hand, as if he were looking at one of the most beautiful treasures in the world.

The rest of the cultists on one side had apparently spotted the ring in his hand as well, and they were all attracted to it.

One of the cultists stepped forward slowly, his eyes showing obvious greed, "Show me." ”

As he spoke, he was about to reach out and snatch the ring.

But the man with the ring was obviously unwilling to give it to him, so he lifted the ring directly and said viciously.

"This is mine!"

The disciple's hand froze in mid-air, looking at the fierce-looking companion in front of him, and at the same time at the ring in his hand, the greed in his eyes grew thicker.

"Give it to me!"

He pounced directly on the person holding the ring, and the two of them scuffled directly on the ground, and the movements of their hands were merciless, and the head was broken and bleeding in a short time.

Seeing this, the rest of the cultists in the vicinity wanted to go up and pull the rack, but they also seemed to have taken a fancy to the ring and participated in the robbery.

In this treasure trove of the Nibelungen, seven or eight people scuffled together, almost all of them fighting for the ring.

Suddenly, a man pulled out a small knife inlaid with precious stones out of nowhere, stabbed directly into the heart of the believer who had snatched the ring, and snatched the ring from his hand.

He screamed, blood bursting to the ground, and after a few seconds, he was completely lifeless, and fell to the ground, blood seeping from under him.

The man who stabbed him didn't seem to realize what he had done, but took the ring in his hand and looked at it longingly.

But at this moment, with a thud, his eyes widened violently, and he lowered his head incredibly, looking at the bloody blade passing through his chest.

Blood mixed with internal organs spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he fell to the ground limply as the blade pulled out of his chest.

Cage, Hei Lang and the others, who were standing at the door, watched a little distractedly as the disciples not far away were killing each other for the ring, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

Hei Lang also realized that there were many skeletons near these treasures, and this treasure should have been visited by other people in the past, but they couldn't take the treasure with them, but died here.

"The gold of the Rhine, the ring of the Nibelungen." Cage lost his mind and muttered, "The curse turned out to be real." ”

Heilang looked at Zara, "Your people are killing each other, aren't you going to stop it?" ”

"Why stop?" Zara asked rhetorically.

He looked coldly at everything in front of him, "People will eventually pay the price for their greed, and they can't resist the temptation of Anderard Larnott, and it's useless to follow me." ”

Hei Lang fell silent, he looked not far away, the battle for the ring was quickly coming to an end, and only one of the seven or eight men was still standing, but he was also stabbed in the abdomen, and blood was dripping.

But as if he didn't feel pain, he didn't care about the wound on his stomach at all, and picked up the ring with his blood-stained hand, with a satisfied sparkle in his eyes.

"Peng!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the cultist's body froze, and then he turned his head incredulously to look at the door of the treasure house.

Zara was holding a handcuff, and black smoke was emitting from its mouth.

The cultist seemed to be about to say something, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and choked his throat, and then he lost consciousness completely.

Both Heron and Cage opened their eyes slightly and looked at Zara in dismay.

But he apparently ignored the meaning of these men, and walked straight to the group of corpses, and he had no interest in the gold, precious stones, pearls, and all kinds of gold objects on the road.

All he was interested in was the ring.

This is what their Nightmare Order has spent nearly a hundred years digging through almost all of Europe to find.

The ring of the Nibelungen, forged from the gold of the Rhine, claimed to have supreme power, Anderwala Notte.

Stepping on a pool of blood, Zara leaned down to pick up the ring from the pool of blood and wiped the blood from the clothes of a credent who had fallen to the ground on one side, the gold on the ring glowing in the sunlight.

He put the ring on his hand, not a single trace of blood on his body.

At this moment, as Hei Lang lost his mind, the sound of a Hidden Blade thrusting was heard in his ears, and he turned his head.

The cultists were assassinated by a group of Assassins who appeared at an unknown time.

Some were the Assassins who stayed on top, while others were the Assassins that Heron ordered to stay in the manor.

One of the Assassins at the head of the assassin pulled his hood off, revealing his own appearance, it was Hoover!

He hurriedly came up behind Hei Lang, untied the rope for him, and handed him the Hidden Blade he had left on it.

"Why are you here?" Heilang asked, putting on his Hidden Blade.

"You saved my life." Hoover whispered, "I can't sit idly by, and ......"

He looked up at Heilang, "Everything is false, everything is allowed, this is the creed of the Brotherhood, isn't it?" ”

Heilang fell silent.

"We've killed all the cultists outside." Hoover said.

He looked at Zara, who was standing in a pool of blood not far away, "Now, that's all that's left." ”

Heilang came back to his senses and looked at Zara in the depths of the treasure.

Zara obviously didn't care about what was happening here, but looked at them calmly.

"If I were a ling, I would be running right now, as far as I can."

"Yes." Hei Lang took a step, "But you're only one now. ”

He walked straight towards Zara, a cold glint in his eyes.

"I have a lot of accounts right now, and I need to settle them with you."

"Am I alone?"

Zara had obviously heard something funny.

"Didn't you just be subdued by me?

In the face of absolute power, all numbers are meaningless. ”

He lowered his head, kissed the ring on his finger, and then grinned slowly at Hei Lang.

"You are very lucky to be able to see this power that has been sealed for nearly a thousand years for the first time!"

The moment his words fell, his body suddenly swelled several times, and countless muscles proliferated in his body.

His face grew grim and he let out a scream of pain.

Under the horrified gaze of Black Lang and the Assassins behind her, Zara's body grew larger and larger, even growing scales and wings.

A four-legged dragon that occupied half of the space appeared in front of them.

The dragon was pitch black, with two horns on its head, thick scales all over its body, and claws that could tear through the chest of anything.

Its wings weren't open, and if they were, it might have been even more terrifying.

The Assassins watched in horror at what they saw, their mouths wide open, as if they wanted to scream, but they couldn't make a sound.

There is something in front of them that is beyond their cognition.

"Dragon, Fafnir."

Cage muttered softly, "The guardian of the Nibelungen treasure, did it turn out to be the power that the ring brings.

In the past, there were mysterious powers that were unimaginable to humans, and now they exist.

Myths, perhaps, are also true. ”

Not soon enough, he came back to his senses, as if aware of their current situation, and shouted excitedly at Heilang.

"Heilang, run!!!"

Black Lang is also very quick to react.

The moment he saw this dragon appear, he almost didn't hesitate to turn around and run!

But in the next moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a wild bison, and the whole person was instantly knocked dozens of meters away, slammed into the cliff on one side, and then slid down.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the dragon not far away.

"Mentor!"

The Assassins then surrounded them.

"How are you?" Hoover asked with concern.

"Run!" Heilang shouted with blood in his eyes.

"You can't run away!"

The dragon that Zara had transformed into spoken, the corners of its mouth grinning and its hideous teeth baring, flapping its wings and slowly flying up with his massive body.

The treasure was tall enough for him to stand still in midair, its huge dragon wings obscuring the light, and only the pair of vertical pupils stood out in the dim cavern.

A terrifying hurricane swept in with the flapping of the dragon's wings.

The jewels and the sand were kicked up by the hurricane and slapped on their faces, so that they couldn't open their eyes at all.

Cage struggled to open one eye in the face of the hurricane, only to see the dragon's mouth open wide and surging flames gushing out.

A terrible wave of heat pounded his cheeks, and he felt his hair seem to curl as a result.

Once this breath of dragon breath squirts into them, their group of mortal fetuses with flesh will almost certainly die.

Huasha hugged Heilang tightly, and the rest of the Assassins closed their eyes in despair.

Cage, however, kept his eyes wide open, staring at the blue dragon's breath reflected in his pupils.

His hair was covered in hair, and the fear of death quickly enveloped him!

The moment the flames came to him, he closed his eyes.

But to his surprise, the expected pain did not come.

A rich, but not pungent, floral scent filled his nostrils.

He opened his eyes a little confused, and what caught his eyes were countless pink Christmas roses, the petals of which brushed against his face without causing him any harm.

The dragons were still pouring their breath, but to them they were all turned into gorgeous Christmas roses, countless petals scattered on the earth, under the light of the Tindal effect, as if they were in the Eden of God, sacred and dreamy.

Under the shrunken pupils of Cage and the Assassins around him.

A figure also slowly appeared in the rain of petals, a white magic robe, half-length white hair, holding a man-high wand in his right hand, the hem and hair like the petals flying in the wind

Looking at the figure reflected in his pupils, Cage finally remembered who the unfinished statue in the basement of the Brotherhood headquarters looked like

(End of chapter)