Chapter 182: Dolotia's Tomb (14,000)
Roger didn't even dare to believe it when he saw it through the drone before, but now that he had crossed the bone area and actually walked to this mountain, Roger no longer had any doubts.
Although most of the white bone skeletons are similar, the obvious unusual characteristics of these two skeletons still made Roger immediately recognize their identities.
Thirty thousand years have passed, but thirty thousand years are just a hard sleep for Roger, and his memory has not become blurred because of this.
Thirty thousand years ago, Roger will never forget.
That night was his and Dolotia's wedding night.
He indulges in pleasure and enjoys the beauty of love.
And then...... and died.
As Roger, who has the ability to come back from the dead, he is not particularly afraid of death, although it is not pleasant.
He thought he would soon be able to reopen his eyes and come back to life, and while it might scare Dolotia, it would be better than actually dying. He thought so, but this time the situation was obviously not quite right, the time required for resurrection seemed to be unusually long, and his consciousness gradually awakened, but his body was still uncontrollable, and he couldn't even open his eyes.
Then, knowing that Dolotia was still alive, he was thrown into a coffin and placed in a grave.
To this day, Roger still clearly remembers Dolotia's voice at that time:
"Hurry up, stop digging."
"He's going to live, hurry up and nail the coffin lid tighter......
Roger will not forget, stimulated by this sentence, he opened his eyes violently, and through the gap in the coffin, he saw Dolotia's face full of sadness and pain.
Seeing Dolotia's side, two skeletons appeared.
It was these two skeletons that nailed the lid of the coffin to death, and it was these two skeletons that scattered the dirt on the coffin.
Then, Dolotia hummed the Requiem, and his consciousness was completely darkened in the tune of the requiem, and when he woke up again, it was 30,000 years later.
When he saw these two skeletons again, Roger no longer had the slightest doubt in his heart, he was completely convinced that this was Dolotia's graveyard.
That door was the entrance to Dolotia's tomb.
Roger couldn't figure out what kind of mood he was feeling right now.
It was Dolotia who buried herself, and he should have hated Dolotia.
However, the hatred in his heart was not as strong as he imagined.
Maybe it's because of 30,000 years of sleep, the perception is not very deep, it's like a dream.
It could also be for some other reason.
Roger was not stupid, through the images shown in Dolotia's Codex, through the war of the gods learned from the orc tribe, and through Dolotia's notebook sent by Nelson, Roger knew that things were not as simple as he imagined.
Dolotia had been desperately trying to break the curse that had wrapped around her and her. ap.
She didn't want everyone near her to die.
I don't want him to be reincarnated between death and rebirth all the time.
She worked hard to study, just to untie the shackles on the two of them, so that the two of them could live in this world like normal lives.
Even if he got the precious Dragon King's Horn and made the only potion that could break the curse, he still smiled and disguised it as a concocted juice and gave it to him to use.
In that notebook, two hundred and seventy-seven experiments were recorded, and Dolotia also reaped two hundred and seventy-seven failures, disappointments, and even despairs.
Roger even suspected that Dolotia might have gone mad in the torment of no hope at that time, but Dolotia never showed the slightest abnormality in front of him.
Beautiful as always, serene as ever.
It wasn't until later that Dolotia didn't know what she had spied on, and came to the conclusion that both she and he would die......
Then he fell into complete despair.
But even so, Dolotia broke free from despair.
In that fear, where there was little hope in sight, Dolotia found a path called fraud.
Fraud?
What exactly?
Roger felt a tingling in his brain, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
At this moment, Roger felt the warmth of his palms, and his bloodshot eyes saw the beautiful, worried face of Selubelia.
The warmth in his palm calmed Roger's restless heart a little, he took a deep breath, a smile bloomed on his face again, nodded at Celubelia, and then continued to walk forward.
In a short time, he was already in front of the mountain.
His gaze swept over the stone walls, which were engraved with various patterns, the scorching sun, the night, the crimson moon, the wind, the lightning, the ocean, the sky, the earth, the leaves, the snowflakes, and a silver serpent that joined each other, and a twisted phantom, and a door that was cascading on top of each other...... This seems to be a symbol of the authority held by the gods.
It even contains powers that have not been controlled by the six gods.
Among the currently known authorities, the scorching sun is in the hands of the eternal scorching sun, and the eternal scorching sun seems to have comprehended and controlled the ruling authority on its own according to the scorching sun's authority.
The night was in the hands of the Goddess of the Night, who at the same time comprehended the power of death, but now the Goddess of the Night herself has fallen.
The Scarlet Moon is the authority held by the sister-in-law Faos, and there is also a derivative authority for redemption.
The Lord of the Storm has exclusive authority over lightning and storms.
The authority of the sky was obtained by the Lord of the Sky, and he also comprehended and mastered the authority of immortality.
The leaves represent nature and the harvest, and the authority is held by the goddess of the harvest.
As for the authority of the sea, among the six gods, except for the Lord of the Storm, who has a part of the power of the sea, no one really has the authority of the sea.
Earth.
The goddess of nature and harvest holds the authority of natural harvest and reproduction, and does not hold the authority of the earth, nature and harvest, even including breeding, are more like branches within the earth's tolerance.
The ice represented by the snowflakes can also be excluded, and none of the six gods has the authority to control the frost.
And that distorted phantom seems to represent the soul, which is also a power that no one controls.
None of these four authorities exists.
The silver snake that was connected from end to end in the ring, and the layers of doors couldn't even be understood, and I didn't know what it symbolized.
Moreover, it does not seem that the more power you have, the stronger you are.
Among the six gods, the sister-in-law Faos is undoubtedly the only one, she only holds the dawn and the salvation authority extended according to the dawn, but her strength is invincible.
The Lord of the Storm seems to have mastered the three powers of storm, lightning, and war, but his strength is far inferior to that of his sister-in-law.
The goddess of harvest is the same, although she is in charge of nature, harvest, and breeding, her strength is far from that of her sister-in-law.
Roger's eyes looked at the skeleton next to him, the skeleton remained motionless, and the shovel in his hand still looked bright, without any signs of rust at all.
It's been 30,000 years, and it hasn't decayed.
Roger's fingers rubbed against the door.
The expression on his face was constantly changing, sometimes gentle, sometimes crazy.
The whole scene was silent, and there was not a single sound.
Barnard, Selena, and Selubellia were very curious, but looking at Roger's appearance, they were also very interested in not approaching at this time.
"Can I open it?"
Suddenly, Roger asked inexplicably.
Selena, Selubelia, and Barnard were all slightly stunned, and no one knew who Roger was asking.
He is the leader of all, he wants to open this door, just follow his own will, so why bother
Ask for other people's opinions.
"Yes......
"Yes......
But it was in this situation that two hoarse voices suddenly came from the side.
I can't tell the difference between men and women, and the sound of pure bones rubbing against each other.
The three of them were terrified, their heads staggering towards the nearest skeleton, and a thin layer of small bumps instantly appeared on their skin.
On the heads of these two skeletons, in the eye sockets, a strange light as scarlet as blood flashed at some point.
The skeleton, which was originally motionless and like a sculpture, actually came to life at this time.
And Mr. Roger, apparently already knew this.
The two skeletons did not bury Roger again as before, but walked to the door, and the two white paws of bones were imprinted on the stone door, and then ...... Hard.
Crunch!
With an inaudible sound, the heavy stone door, which had been locked for more than 20,000 years, was opened for the first time.
A mysterious and quaint atmosphere comes from behind the door.
Thundered!
Suddenly, the whole island began to shake.
Outside, above the scarlet ocean, a frenzy was set off, and the waves were monstrous.