This is the direction of the second basement floor of the Eternal Dungeon near the third floor.

Matthew found that the difference with the first floor is.

At the junction of the second and third floors, there is an oblique interlayer.

This mezzanine may not have been the original design of the tomb, but was formed over the course of a long period of time when the underground space was slowly changing.

The eastern part of the mezzanine is still faintly shining.

Matthew narrowed his eyes.

In the direction where the light came in, a huge patio opened above it.

The group of Sword Winter City should have come in from this patio.

I just don't know if this patio is man-made or naturally formed.

If it's artificial.

This shows that the peers of Sword Winter City may have a far better understanding of the Eternal Underground Palace than their own group!

"No trace of the kobold warlock......"

Matthew kept an eye on it.

It stands to reason that the kobold warlock Will set off at about the same time as the Sword Winter City group, and the direction of walking is also the same.

With the talent of kobolds in underground space.

There's no reason to be slower than these mercenary-dressed counterparts.

"Could it be that he has already entered the third basement?"

Between thoughts.

Matthew sensed a commotion in front of him.

"A large number of undead are approaching!"

"There are so many zombies! It's not like a ...... born on its own in a dungeon."

"Idiot, this kind of marching scale, there must be someone behind the command, I think it's the necromancer in White Rock City, I didn't expect him to be able to summon so many undead at the same time!"

With the blessing of the realm of graves.

Although Matthew's hearing has not improved significantly, his high priority in voice transmission and observation of words and colors allows him to easily hear the whispers of his peers.

"He shouldn't have discovered us yet! Shall we drag these zombies first and then quickly retrieve the treasure chests in the room? ”

A somewhat sassy voice said.

The tomb robbers discussed for a while, but still couldn't come up with an idea.

But soon.

A middle-aged strong man wearing a red turban stepped forward.

He appears to be the leader of the people of Swordwinter:

"Forget it, let's go straight away!"

"Don't get entangled with the necromancer in the grave, remember our mission!"

The light voice seemed to be a little unwilling:

"We don't need to be so afraid of him, do we?"

"Necromancer's summons are usually just looking at bluffing, and the zombies I cut down are not five hundred but three hundred, if he really dares to clash with us, it may not be us who suffer."

The red turban said sternly:

"Don't make a fuss, let's get out of the way!"

Eventually, the group left the door of the room.

Still, the pace of their departure was a bit sluggish.

And because of that.

Matthew, who was fishing in the zombie horde, was also able to observe the dress of the group.

Each of them wore a headscarf, but in a different color.

In terms of faces, some are young, some are mature, and most of them look like they are thirty or forty years old, not like that kind of hairy guy.

The slick voice came from a young man wearing a black turban.

He was the only one in the group who looked like he was only in his teens.

"I still think we can observe, maybe the necromancer will answer the question?"

"Even if you can't get the treasure chest, you can gain experience by watching the process."

The black turban whispered.

For this remark, the red turban agreed:

"You can observe for a while, but keep your distance from the undead."

"Be prepared for battle, if there is really an unexpected situation, first solve the enemy in front of you, and then go to help your comrades, remember our mission clearly, and try to get out of the battle."

As they spoke, they found a corner.

Looking at the door of the room from afar.

Matthew had no intention of greeting the group.

Surrounded by zombies, he quickly reached the door of the room.

Under the gaze of everyone in Sword Winter City.

Matthew stepped out and came to the Sphinx.

He looked at the Sphinx with a smile on his face.

However, the latter's gaze was biased towards the ceiling, and he did not make eye contact with Matthew at all.

Matthew took a step forward.

The Sphinx actually stepped aside, his eyes still welded to the ceiling, as if a wonderful drama was being staged on it.

Matthew curiously followed his gaze and looked up.

The ceiling was nothing but cracked rocks, dusty cobwebs, and wet water seeping underground.

Matthew reacted immediately.

I see.

He chuckled in his heart and swaggered into the room.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone.

All of them were quite surprised.

"That guy...... How can I get in without answering a question? ”

"Is he the owner of the tomb?"

"He used a potion of invisibility? No, we can see him, can't the Sphinx see him? ”

Turbans of other colors are still being discussed in the distance.

The young and vigorous black turban had already rushed in front of the Sphinx.

He also wanted to imitate Matthew to break through the door.

Syllable!

The Sphinx ruthlessly dropped its thick hind limbs, and its cold eyes focused on the black turban like a judgment:

"Answer the questions before you can get in."

"Death to the trespasser!"

The black bandana pointed to Matthew in the room:

"Then how did he get in without having to answer questions?"

The Sphinx looked indifferent:

"I didn't see anyone enter."

The black turban looked angry:

"You're helping him cheat?"

The Sphinx's eyes suddenly became sharp:

"Cheating is a serious charge for the Sphinx, are you sure you stand by what you say?"

"Are you sure you want to incur the wrath of the Sphinx?"

Black Turban wanted to say something.

The next second.

His head was quickly pressed down.

But when he saw that the red turban grabbed the young man by the shoulder, he dragged him into the distance:

"Idiot!"

"The one who can make the Sphinx deliberately release water must be the master who makes him feel fear!"

"If you want to become a zombie, I won't stop you, don't drag others down!"

"Let's go, don't delay Miss Bai's big event!"

Under the orders of the red turban.

A group of people trotted out of the undead's own place.

To their relief.

The necromancer didn't seem to want to trouble them.

Walk through two Japanese-shaped corridors in a row.

They came to a cliff.

There are two suspension bridges over the cliff.

The suspension bridge winds its way down.

In the endless darkness on the opposite side is the third level of the Eternal Underground Palace, which is also the resting place of the legendary Prince Philip.

"Let's go!"

The group quickly crossed the drawbridge.

Soon disappeared into such darkness.

Yet half a minute later.

The black turban reappeared, and he snorted coldly and cut the ropes of the two drawbridges.

Poof!

The suspension bridge broke off from one end, and most of the bridge fell into the cliffs below the mountain.

With a creaking shaking and falling.

Beneath the dark cliffs, a faint glow slowly lit up.

It was as if countless candles were floating underneath.

……

"This is a treasure chest that I got my hands on."

The door of the room.

Matthew introduced to Loren and Carmela, who were long overdue.

The corners of the Sphinx's mouth twitched slightly behind the three of them.

But he didn't say a word.

"Whose treasure chest is this?"

Matthew asked, pointing to the human-sized, glittering treasure chest in front of him.

The Sphinx said coldly:

"My professional ethics do not allow me to reveal the origin of the client."

Matthew didn't mind his cold attitude.

Anyway, his body was quite honest just now.

"Shouldn't you be doing your duty in my cemetery now?"

Matthew asked curiously.

The Sphinx snorted coldly again, he raised his chin slightly, and his attitude was high and reserved:

"There are so many people who have entrusted me with guarding the chests and vaults, and I can't work for you alone."

"Although I will spend most of my time in the cemetery, as promised."

"But if there is a crowd near the other Guardian Place, I will immediately appear in another place."

Matthew nodded thoughtfully.

However, at this time, Loren interjected:

"He's lying."

Matthew came in the mood:

"Which part?"

Lorraine said without thinking:

"He said he had a lot of clients, and that was part a lie."

The Sphinx's face changed.

Matthew laughed and said:

"So only a few people have entrusted you with the protection of the treasure?"

The Sphinx stubbornly turned his head:

"It's none of your business."

Loren held the piccolo in his mouth and said vaguely while writing and drawing on the Book of Hebrews:

"He's nervous right now."

"And that's a lie."

The Sphinx looked shocked.

"Oh?"

Matthew was also a little surprised.

Could it be that the content of your question involves a very important area?

"The Sphinx's principal?"

"Last time in Rhaeggar's ancestral tomb, he said that Queen Luetia was not his client, and the real client was most likely the necromancer who took Melinda......"

Matthew's mind was pounding.

Let's put it this way.

Most likely, the necromancer entrusted the Sphinx with guarding the Blood Banner family's treasures, and also left this glittering treasure chest here?

But why did he do it?

Matthew suddenly became particularly curious about the identity of the necromancer.

After all, in the history of the Union.

There are not many well-known necromancers, and most of the ones that do occasionally break into fame are notorious.

"It's possible that it's an outsider, it's related to Melinda, it's a friendship with Luttia, and it's most likely someone from Sturuk Industries, that is, a space necromancer!"

Matthew speculated.

That one is most likely one of the two great men in the Sturluk Industries ranking above the Necronomical Prince.

So he tried to ask:

"Is that the necromancer?"

The Sphinx's expression changed drastically.

"Wow!"

He actually started vomiting black blood!

"Don't ask again!"

The Sphinx's voice was filled with fear:

"I'm already suffering from the repercussions of the contract!"

"It's not good for you to drive me to death!"

The voice fell.

A white divine light lit up on his body.

Followed by.

A majestic vitality emerged from the Sphinx's body.

His spirit was suddenly shaken!

"Don't worry."

"With me, you can't die."

Carmela said lightly.

The Sphinx breathed for a moment, and then he said angrily:

"It's not a thing that doesn't die!"

"I'm not afraid of death."

"I'm just afraid that death is pointless!"

The Sphinx angrily re-emphasized the last sentence again.

Carmela raised her eyelids and calmly pointed at Matthew:

"Don't worry."

"With him, you have the value of using it even if you die."

The Sphinx's eyes went dark.

I almost fainted on the spot.

"Please!"

"Hurry up and finish opening the treasure chest, let me finish my duty and leave this hellish place!"

The Sphinx looked pleading.

Loraine's eyes suddenly shifted from the Book of Hebrews to the Sphinx's chest:

"That's how you begged?"

The Sphinx was stunned for a moment, then looked indignant.

His gaze swept over the three of them one by one, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

Good at this moment.

Matthew raised his hand and motioned for Ah Bing to open the box, while he was beside him.

Ah Bing's movements were brisk, and with a crisp sound, the treasure chest opened in response-

A bright light shot out.

Matthew, who had been prepared, did not suffer from the dizziness caused by the bright light.

When the light cleared, he looked inside.

Discover a beautiful woman with a delicate face lying in the treasure chest!

The beauty was wet all over her body, as if she had just come out of the water.

She has long emerald green hair that reaches to her waist, giving her a feminine look.

Her upper body is wearing thin clothes, her waist is extremely slender, and under her perfect waist and hips is a round snake tail!

……

"Warning: You've been confronted by the Medusa Priestess" Nea. Broken Pupil (Legendary Creature/Sealed/Lord Template)

……

"Huh?"

The Medusa priestess woke up slowly, her lips and nose making a nice mutter.

She subconsciously straightened up, wanting to get from the box to the bottom of the box

Her eyes slowly opened in the process—

And yet it's just between the lightning and the flint.

Feeling the violent crisis, Matthew stepped forward.

The shovel he was carrying fell mercilessly, cutting off the head of the Medusa priestess with great silkiness!

Medusa's head flew some distance in the air, and was trampled on the ground by Loraine, who also reacted!

Her face was facing the floor, almost deformed from her steps.

Ah Bing looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

But that's not the end of it.

A third figure squeezed into his field of vision—

But when Carmela walked over, her right hand went down, and her index and middle fingers grabbed the pair of eyeballs of the Medusa priestess out of her skull with the precision of eagle talons!

The next second.

She grabbed both eyeballs with both hands and squeezed them hard!

Snap twice.

Medusa's eyeballs were pinched and exploded in an instant!

It's time to come.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why do you want to cut off people's heads? It's a bit too extreme......"

Carmella looked at Matthew:

"To deal with Medusa, you just need to gouge out her eyes like I did, and then pinch and explode with your hands."

Matthew spread his hands.

He was just an instinctive reaction in a state of crisis, and naturally he didn't think about it that much.

Loraine bent down to examine Medusa's body, and then showed a hint of regret:

"She's at least a thousand years old."

"But it's still a virgin."

"It's a pity that you killed me with a shovel."

Matthew explains:

"It's a shovel, not a shovel."

"Besides, I didn't mean to, I sensed great danger at that moment, if she opened her eyes successfully, we might all turn into stone statues."

"By the way, can it be resurrected?"

He looked at Carmela.

Carmela mused:

"It's hard to say, but I can try."

Matthew nodded:

"If you can't be resurrected."

"Let me be resurrected."

Luo Lan couldn't help but applaud:

"In this way, the three of us are indeed a perfect combination."

"The resurrection techniques of the two of you have their own characteristics and make up for each other, and there is no one in the world who the two of you can't pull up!"

Carmella squinted at him:

"So what's the matter with you?"

Loraine Positive Color Road:

"A team without bards lacks soul and inspires their companions."

Carmella said lightly:

"I've heard that."

"But isn't the meaning behind this sentence because bards are too wasteful, as long as you have a bard on your team, the others are certainly not at the bottom, so whatever the poet does can have a more or less motivating effect on his teammates?"

Loren said with a hippie smile:

"It was true before the legend."

"But now it's after the legend."

Carmella let out an "oh", and suddenly her eyes rolled:

"I've heard that bards are actually resurrected, and it's a group resurrection?"

Loren laughed at himself:

"Theoretically, a poet can do anything."

"But at the practical level, often we just say that we can't do anything about it."

Both Matthew and Carmella were amused.

The former reminded:

"Let's pull people first."

"The corpse was cold for a while."

The trio's attention turned back to Medusa's corpse.

At this time, the Sphinx, who was watching coldly, finally couldn't help it.

He said angrily:

"Do you have a grudge against her?"

"To torture her like this?"

"You just put her back in the box and open it in five minutes, and she'll be back to the moment she left the box."

Matthew turned to look at the Sphinx:

"Now you're not worried about being attacked by the power of the contract because of the leak?"

The Sphinx said angrily:

"You've opened the treasure chest, and the period of absolute secrecy has passed, so of course I can say something."

"This Medusa is indeed very threatening, but you just need to know the contents of the box in advance, prepare a piece of cloth, and blindfold her when she comes out."

"You don't have to kill her."

Matthew nodded:

"Thank you for the reminder."

The Sphinx puffed up his chest proudly, and couldn't help but ask more:

"Do you have cloth?"

"I want to be black."

Matthew thought for a moment:

"Quite a lot."

"If you want, I can give you some."

As he spoke, he pulled out a large roll of black fabric.

There is a faint negative energy exuded on these fabrics.

Some of them still have a bit of blood on them.

The Sphinx took the fabric and sniffed it, nodding with satisfaction:

"This cloth does, Medusa's petrified gaze can't penetrate it."

"What was this for?"

Matthew explains:

"The Shroud."

The Sphinx shuddered suddenly.

"I'll take my leave!"

As he spoke, he returned the shroud to Matthew, and the figure resolutely disappeared in place.

"Bing, take her back and cover the box."

Matthew commanded.

Five minutes later.

The chest was opened again.

Lorain skillfully wrapped the shroud around the eyes of the Medusa priestess.

The latter's subconscious resistance seemed so powerless under the "monster fixation technique" of the group of three people in turn.

After a short period of testing and communication.

The three of them discovered that the Medusa priestess was highly bound to the treasure chest.

She became part of the chest, or rather, sealed in it.

She couldn't leave the chest, both in time and in space.

Matthew et al. summarized the following rules-

Priestess Medusa leaves the chest for more than ten minutes, or more than thirty meters, and will automatically return to the chest;

The treasure chest cannot be left open for a long time, and it will automatically close in about ten minutes at most;

This chest can only be opened three times a day, and each time it is opened, it has a 30-minute cooldown;

Priestess Medusa does not speak a lingua franca, and speaks a language similar to that between the dragon language and some very ancient subterranean lingua franca.

Proficiency in languages does not remove the barriers to communication.

Loren speculates that this Medusa is from at least a thousand years ago.

But compared to the time and space in which Carmela lived.

It's still not too long.

"So the only use of this thing at the moment is to suddenly open it on the enemy - and then use the petrification ability of the Medusa priestess to petrify the enemy on a large scale."

Matthew made a quick summary.

The radiating range of the Medusa priestess is very wide, the maximum distance is about two hundred meters to five hundred meters, and the attack area is fan-shaped as a whole.

It's a legendary creature.

This thing's petrification power would make even the trio of the Underground Alliance fearful.

It may be a hole card used against some enemies with strong resistance.

The only flaw is.

There is no way to contain this treasure chest into storage equipment, so it has to be carried artificially.

That is, Matthew is outnumbered.

Clapping your hands can be exchanged for four zombie brothers to come and carry the treasure chest.

Otherwise, it's really hard to deal with.

After consuming the number of times you have opened chests for the day.

The group continued the sweeping work on the second basement floor without delay.

Matthew's trip was not so purposeful.

Therefore, he didn't particularly care about the fellow of Sword Winterfell.

And it's a technical job to rob a tomb.

It doesn't necessarily mean that whoever goes down first will be able to make a steady profit without losing money.

Present.

Matthew continues to lead the zombies to open the mountains and dig in the dirt.

With the cooperation of the group of Jewel Bay.

Soon.

The remainder of the second basement floor is also about to be emptied by Matthew.

It is worth mentioning.

In the final stages of the sweep work.

Carmela was suddenly ecstatic to say that she had found a wisp of antiquity.

And that wisp of ancient aura is a mirror that looks extremely ordinary.

She took the breath from the mirror and threw it to Matthew.

Matthew looked at it.

There is no character in the attributes, except for the long history, it is an ordinary mirror.

But it can make Carmela feel ancient.

This mirror certainly has its merits.

Matthew marked it and put it away.

Later, when passing by the room where the Sphinx once guarded.

Matthew glanced inside.

It turns out that Loren is holding the book of Hebrews on his lap, holding a quill in his hand.

Matthew's heart moved.

He opened a night cloak and felt behind Lorain from the edge of the door.

"I'd like to see what you secretly wrote to me!"

Matthew tiptoed his head out.

However, to his disappointment.

Loren wasn't working hard.

Instead, he chatted with a girl named Rosie through the Book of Hebrews -

……

"Loraine: I came across an interesting thing today, my friend Matthew found a treasure chest with a Medusa sealed inside, and it was a legendary creature.

That treasure chest is not simple, it is full of the power of time, and it can reset Medusa to the state of the moment it was opened anytime and anywhere.

You say God is not magical?

Rosie: It's amazing.

Loraine: Another thing that makes me curious is that if I have an in-depth communication with her after unpacking the box, then I close the box after 10 minutes, open it again after 5 minutes and communicate with her, and so on and so on a dozen times, then when I open the box again, is she still a virgin?

Rosie:......

Loraine: Don't be so serious, just discuss it! Creativity requires divergent thinking.

Rosie: Whether it's a virgin or not, I think it just depends on her attitude, she thinks it is, that is.

Loraine: If so, what about the dozen or so experiences I had between unpacking and closing?

Rosie: The obscenity of a third-rate poet.

Loraine: You know I'm not third-rate.

Rosie: The obscenity of a nasty poet.

Loren (smiling): Journalism should respect the facts.

Rosie: The obscenity of a perverted poet.

Loren (gradually annoyed): I can complain to the Alliance about your malicious slander!

Rosie: Can I also file a complaint with the League about your malicious harassment and want to publish those photos?

Loren (Quick Submission): A kind and lovely girl like you wouldn't do that.

Rosie: I'm sorry, but I know I'm neither kind nor cute.

I don't think too highly of myself, and I don't misjudge my identity because of a few flirtatious compliments from others.

I knew I was just an ordinary girl who happened to break into the perverted poet's field of vision when he was bored.

So please don't waste your time talking to me!

Write well.

You've got two and a half days left."

……

"Psychopathic poet, huh?"

Matthew couldn't help but poke Lorain in the back.

Loren disagreed.

Carrying a quill, he asked:

"If it were you, what would you do about this paragraph?"

Matthew smiled:

"I'll ask her if there's any other reward if she can get ahead of schedule."

Loraine's eyes lit up:

"You're not a good thing!"

Matthew shrugged:

"I'm just just trying to get more overtime pay."

"Try it, maybe it will enhance the relationship."

"This girl looks quite sexy, no wonder you laugh all the time."

Loren immediately put Matthew's words to paper.

However, a few seconds later.

The words that appeared on the Book of Hebrews made their faces strange -

……

"Rosie: Do you have enough time to finish early?

I didn't expect me to underestimate your strength!

I'm so sorry.

I'll put together a new batch of information right away.

I hope you will be able to write more and better articles within three days......

……

Brush brush brush.

Another page of the Book of Hebrews.

A large number of news materials and new manuscript requests began to emerge.

"Matthew ——!"

Lorain put her head in her hands and wailed.

However, Matthew no longer knew where the flash had gone.

Another hour passed.

The reorganized sweeping troops followed the footprints left by the people of Sword Winter City and set off to the depths of the underground palace.

But when they reached the cliff break.

It was discovered that the suspension bridge connecting the two banks had fallen.

Meanwhile.

Suddenly there was a long singing voice from the bottom of the dark valley.

……

Thank you to the alliance leader of the book friend [Ice Purple Night Moon] for rewarding! To explain, day 7 means 7000, which is already very difficult for me......

(End of chapter)