……

Matthew had only known that the Holy Grail of Sin was a treasure from purgatory, the supreme treasure of the Blood Banner family.

But according to Linden.

How can this thing go back to the days of the Troll Empire?

Stanley's brother-in-law was also dumbfounded after hearing this:

"You mean, that green dragon is looking for the troll's second child?"

"That's not right!"

"She showed us the pattern of the Crown of Sin, doesn't she look like it?"

Lyndon snorted coldly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and covered the lower half of the cylindrical pillar with most of his sleeves and robes, leaving only the mushroom-shaped figure of the upper half.

"See it now?"

"Isn't it very close to the pattern she showed?"

Lyndon said coldly:

"The green dragon is hiding something from us, she's obviously not at ease, she probably didn't even think we could find the crown of sin for her!"

As he spoke, he didn't give Stanley's brother-in-law a chance to ask questions, but instead changed the conversation and continued to state the origin of the Crown of Sin.

"Anyone who knows the history of the Troll Empire knows that the empire was destroyed by the curse of the gods, but few people know that purgatory also exerted a lot of strength in that long curse."

"The gods have joined forces with Purgatory to degrade the trolls through a curse - this is the value of Purgatory, and if it weren't for Purgatory's evil origins, the trolls would never be as corrupt as they were in history!"

"This curse first took effect on the troll women, and it made them greedy, arrogant, selfish, and shameless...... Seemingly overnight, all the troll women were demon-possessed, and they even began to question the legitimacy of their traditional psychic conventions. ”

"The curse's corruption of males followed, seemingly in the blink of an eye, and troll males became lazy, sluggish, bloodless, and unmotivated...... Many of the originally strong and powerful troll warriors suddenly overate under the influence of the curse, and turned into a lump of fat that can walk. ”

"There are many more similar examples, in short, under the curse of the gods and purgatory, the interior of the Troll Empire is degrading at an alarming rate."

"Of course, it's not that the upper echelons of the Troll Empire are unaware of this terrible tendency, and they've made efforts in history."

"It's just that this effort is futile in hindsight, and the Crown of Sin and the Holy Grail of Sin are the products of that effort."

"Specifically, the top of the Troll Empire wants to solve the evil elements accumulated in people's bodies once and for all through a sacrificial ritual.

I can't tell if this decision was made by the top brass of the Troll Empire.

Or with the permission of the god Poole.

Anyway, on a certain day.

Trolls from all over the world have launched an unprecedented psychic assembly organized by the clan priests.

They intermingled with the flesh and spirits and sacrificed to the gods.

Trying to cleanse yourself of your sins in this way.

Under the auspices of the god Poole.

The trolls could feel the curse on them.

After the Psychic Conference.

All the trolls were cheering, and they could feel the soul-level fragrance that emanated from themselves and their fellow citizens.

It is called the breath of salvation.

Yes.

All the elements of evil are gone.

However, to the surprise of all the trolls, this psychic conference is also in the calculations of the gods and purgatory!

They had long known that the trolls would solve their serious problems through sacrifices.

Therefore, the curse itself is directed at the god Poole!

After that day.

The Troll Priest could no longer sense the presence of the god Poole.

It was as if he had evaporated from the earth.

Until years later.

In a series of apocalyptic scenes.

The trolls have an insight into the horrific vision of Poole's fall!

No one knows what happened to Poole.

All they saw was that all the limbs of the god were burned by the fire.

A large number of meteorites were thrown into the main material realm.

First and foremost is the royal capital of the Troll Empire and several major cities.

And when the meteorite rain dissipates.

The body of the god Poole also completely fell into the endless void under the gravitational pull of the astral plane.

After Poole's fall.

Only two parts of His body turned into two blue-green flames and returned to the earth.

I'm sure you guessed it.

His second became the crown of sin;

His purple palace forms the Holy Grail of sin.

The gods of the Troll Empire bore all the sins of their people, and he himself eventually became the vessel for them.

After Poole's fall.

The trolls' faith crumbled, and the empire fell apart.

It won't take long.

The gods exerted their influence on the land.

It was also after this time that the demons first landed on the land of the main material realm.

As for the two strange things left behind by the god Poole.

One of them, the Holy Grail of Sin, fell into the hands of Bato, the Lord of the Nine Hells.

It is unknown whose possession it is after Bartow's death, but it is claimed that the Blood Banner family received the Holy Grail of Sin a long time ago.

This is one of the reasons why they can rise so quickly in purgatory.

The other Crown of Sin was rumored to have been taken by the last prince of the Troll Empire.

In the midst of the rumors.

Poole is a god of both sexes.

But before he died, he poured most of his power into the crown.

The troll prince spent his life trying to master the power of the crown, but due to his lack of talent, he could only die in depression.

After that, the Crown of Sin changed several more owners.

But the rest of the story is lackluster.

History has been full of careerists of all stripes who have tried to find the crown of sin.

They didn't covet the power in it, but they heard such a rumor—

It is said that the prince who took the crown was determined to restore the kingdom throughout his life.

To this end, he buried his vast wealth and resources in the treasure trove of the Blood Drinking Mountain, the holy land of trolls.

And the only key that can open this treasure trove.

It's the crown of sin! ”

After Lyndon finished speaking.

Everyone fell into thought.

Matthew glanced at Loraine, who nodded at him lightly, signaling that Lyndon was right.

"If that's the case, the Green Dragon Fatina has entrusted us with the search for the Crown of Sin, and it is very likely that we are going to the treasure house of the Blood Drinking Mountain!"

"But she doesn't seem to care if we actually find the crown, is it enough for her that we can go into the tomb to find it?"

Matthew frowned in thought.

Recalls the news I heard some time ago about the establishment of a troll kingdom in the north.

Matthew deeply suspects that the green dragon Fatina may have been connected to the Troll Kingdom!

The people of the Troll Kingdom certainly know more about the Guilty Crown than Lyndon.

Maybe they will have some way to get this treasure through all kinds of unbelievable means.

And these tomb robbers recruited by the Green Dragon.

I'm afraid it will only become a stepping stone for others.

"But this has nothing to do with us, we are only here to explore the ancient atmosphere, and we have no intention of actually helping the green dragon find the crown of sin."

Matthew settled.

He glanced at Linden next to him again.

This guy is crazy, but he does have some real material.

You must know that the historical materials left behind by the Troll Empire are very scarce.

Most of them form secondary processed information through word of mouth from the longevity race.

But Lyndon is different.

He has the ability to listen to the echoes of history, a unique ability to learn about his origins and history through the whispers of ancient objects.

"This guy's perception will definitely not be lower than nineteen points!"

Matthew looked at Lyndon deeply, and then another doubt appeared in his heart:

"Nineteen points of perception, fifteen points of intelligence, why can't such a person become a mage?"

"That's a bit of a stretch, isn't it?"

Matthew looked at Lyndon carefully and secretly threw various identification tools at him.

Not much.

data bar.

……

"Hint: You perceive that Lyndon's soul is branded as an Aether Outcast!

Aether Outcast: This man is hated by Aether, and he will never be able to use spells!"

……

Matthew was slightly startled.

What did this guy do, and he was blacklisted by all the ethers?

"Playing with elemental life?"

"No, many mages play very well, and even some abuse elemental beings, and I haven't seen them blacked out like this by the aether?"

Matthew was puzzled.

As if sensing Matthew's gaze, Lyndon turned his head.

Fortunately, due to Carmela's obscenity, he looked at Matthew with some fear, but he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

"It doesn't seem to be a very courageous person, is this brand innate?"

Matthew thought to himself.

The group talked as they walked, and in this way they passed smoothly through the stone house area.

Along.

They also found a lot of artifacts from the troll era in the ruins.

It's a pity that most of the utensils are completely spiritual, and can only be said to have some historical value, but they are not valuable.

Occasionally, a little gold can be swept out of the corner of the ruins.

But the number is extremely scarce.

And most of them were swept away by Matthew's undead.

The rest have little chance of getting involved.

The farther west they went, the more the terrain rose, and after leaving the stone house area, they came to the surface from the semi-underground space.

It is not difficult to deduce from this.

In the long passage of time, at least half of the Emerald King City has sunk into the ground.

However, the remaining part of the space that did not sink into the ground was shrouded in a great darkness.

Matthew looked out.

As far as the eye can see, there are green vines with no end in sight except for the ruins.

This vine was the turquoise barrier they had seen before, and it was also the ritual ground used by the wood elves to seal the Emerald King City.

Under the shroud of a barrier that obscures the sky.

There was only one extremely narrow opening in the sky, and the occasional sunlight seeping down from above could not dispel the thousands of years of shadows that had accumulated beneath it.

Fortunately, although the environment here is oppressive and humid, it does not seem to have given birth to particularly powerful monsters.

Along.

They only encountered two Mimics, a hidden road demon, and a group of man-eating vines mixed in with the climbing vines.

Of course, these monsters could not stop the progress of the crowd.

Even others don't have to make a move.

Matthew's immortal is enough to settle all this.

It took about an hour.

The group came to the entrance of the Troll Dungeon.

Compared with the graceful and delicate architecture of the elves, the houses built by the trolls are mainly majestic.

The first thing that catches your eye is the eight stone pillars that rise to the sky.

Familiar cylindrical shape.

Similar totem worship.

At the top of each cylinder are stone rings hanging high from them.

It can be said that it is the best troll.

At the entrance to the dungeon is a cemetery, lined with dense pines and cypresses, but these plants have died over the course of a long time, and have become nourishment for those strange climbing vines.

The cemetery is so large that there is no end in sight.

The terrain between the stone pillars sinks sharply, forming a downward entrance.

The entrance is blocked by a huge stone door.

On either side stood the grave keepers of different races, including trolls, elves, humans, dwarves, goblins, and gnomes.

"They came here before us, but they didn't go through the main gate, but went around to the depths of the cemetery......"

Stanley pointed to the footprints on the ground and analyzed:

"As far as I guess, they may have looked for other entrances, there are at least eight entrances to the Troll Dungeon, some of which may have been damaged by the passage of time, and some places may even have a direct collapse, if they can find such a place, it will be very convenient to enter."

Lorain nodded approvingly.

Then he came to the stone door and tapped the surface of the stone door lightly with the turquoise piccolo.

"Three traps, one trap."

"There are five similar stone gates, but they can only be controlled by one mechanism, so even if we succeed in eliminating the trap, it seems that one person must be left outside to control the mechanism."

Loren quickly marked the location of the trap, and then looked at Stanley:

"Let's take a look?"

Stanley was not ambiguous, he checked it carefully, and then nodded:

"It's really three traps, but I can get rid of all three."

"I also found the mechanism, in addition to this, I also found a trigger-type magic trap, we can't use spells on this stone door, otherwise the five stone doors at this entrance will be locked at the same time, and there will even be a bad chain reaction."

Carmella stepped forward:

"You can't use magic, but you didn't say you can't use magic?"

Stanley hurriedly stopped:

"Divine magic doesn't work either!"

"This trigger-type trap is used to detect any form of transcendent energy, and it should be hidden in a dark compartment somewhere above and below a stone door, but I can't be sure of its exact location."

Carmella shrugged:

"So what do you mean?"

Stanley said in a deep voice:

"I think we should look for other entrances."

The rest of Gem Bay nodded as well.

But at this point.

Matthew's voice rang out:

"Wait, aren't we here to rob the grave?"

Stanley looked strangely at Matthew, who was walking quickly towards the stone gate:

"Yes, but ......"

The next second.

Matthew leisurely raised the shovel in his hand and slashed hard at the stone gate!

Whoa!

A subtle but shrill voice rang out.

In the eyes of everyone who was extremely shocked.

Matthew's shovel was like a silver knife cut into butter, cutting directly into the stone gate guarding the entrance into a nine-square grid!

"Since you're here to rob the tomb, there's no reason to let go of this door, right?"

"I think the quality of these stones is quite good."

Matthew said as he pulled out his shovel.

Then he ordered the mummy and the zombie to step forward and carry the stones cut into nine squares out of the stone door one by one!

Just a minute and a half.

The first stone gate was emptied!

Matthew carefully maneuvered around the trap, then raised his shovel and aimed for the second stone gate.

Then came the third, fourth, and finally fifth!

With the undead squad coming in and out.

The obstacles ahead quickly disappeared.

In its place is a high stone wall to the right of the entrance.

Eight minutes later.

Stanley and the others stared numbly at the empty underground entrance.

But I saw that the tunnel ahead was deep and dark.

But he has already opened his arms to them.

"This ......"

"Is this how you all rob graves now?"

Stanley couldn't help but ask Loraine.

And in front of Matthew's eyes, new information jumped out.

……

"Hint: You've redefined tomb robbing in a way, you've made a breakthrough in the grave realm, are you exploring deeper into the grave realm?"

……

Today is a bit short, so I would like to recommend a book to you "Flying and Domineering, Starting from Chinatown" is not PY, purely because I think it looks good, and I recommend it to everyone!

(End of chapter)