Outside, the sun was still shining, and gusts of foehn wind rolled up on the blazing yellow sand, baking the land. Originally, this was supposed to be a dead and silent area, but when Ice Evil and Alice had just entered the tomb, a black figure appeared here, coldly looking at the entrance of the mausoleum that had been opened.

The tomb is cold and deep, not damp, and the dry air makes the environment here better than expected. Bing Zhixiao and Alice carried the magic spar lamp, and walked in the tomb one after the other, and the light only shone seven meters around, and it was impossible to see clearly no matter how far away. Amanda was sandwiched between the two of them, floating in mid-air with the movement of the bottle, and in such a dark environment, even she was very frightened, and a pair of eyes looked around, for fear that something would come out of the darkness to scare her.

The mausoleum was very quiet, very quiet, there was no sound at all, and the spiders and cockroaches mentioned in the book seemed to be extinct here, let alone snakes and rats. Ice Evil shot two fireballs again, controlling them to move to the left and right, and the flickering firelight helped them see farther distance, and soon saw a stone lamp erected in the tomb.

"Over there. Ice Evil led them towards the stone lamp, but was soon disappointed. It was supposed to be an ever-bright lamp, but the oil and wax in the lamp had been exhausted, and there were still burnt wick residues in the lamp bowl, and a layer of ash was covered with it. It looks like it was used by someone who came in thirty years ago, not thousands of years ago. Alice carried the lamp and shone around, vaguely saw something in front of her, and took a few steps closer, it turned out to be a box.

"Master. ”

Ice Evil notices the box Alice found and walks over. It turned out that there was more than one box. Further back is a wall, made of yellow bricks, the same as the floor, the bricks are polished so smooth that the gaps between each brick and stone are so small that not even a single piece of paper can be stuffed into them.

The boxes were placed against the wall, and there were four of them, and they were laid out in a row. The box is made of wood, with metal skin sealed edges, riveted and pressed, and a square box on the top of a ladder. The wooden crate is not painted or painted in any way. It's just baked over an oil fire. It has been treated with antiseptic, and the grain of the wood is clearly visible and very simple.

Alice was tempted to open the box and take a look, but she had learned her lesson. She's honest. Master didn't speak. She didn't dare to move at will.

This mausoleum is a real ancient tomb, and unlike the fake Heroic King Tomb found in Beiwangpo, Bing Zhixiao remembers hearing the story of hiding the mechanism in a chest in the tavern. So she was a little more careful, told Alice to step back a little, took out a short blade that she had with her, and opened the crack in the wooden box.

The box was unlocked, and it was easy to open, and there was no mechanism inside, except for a scroll of books rolled into a cylinder shape, neatly stacked in the box. Because the burial chamber was dry and not contaminated with moisture, the books in the box were very well preserved. Bing Zhixie took back the short knife, picked up a book and looked at it, the words written in the book were all words he didn't know, it should be a special script for the country of Phoegania, but it was put in such a simple box, and there were so many, it was probably not an important content.

Alice also took a copy and flipped through it, slightly disappointed, but now her attention was drawn to the pattern on the wall. The walls are depicted with simple lines and various colors of oil paint, and these little figures kneel on the ground layer by layer, as if they are worshipping something. The pattern stretches upwards and covers the entire wall, and the higher up the figures are larger, the richer the colors, the more intricate and realistic the strokes, and the fewer they are.

The villains depicted in this painting represent the various classes of the Philcanic kingdom, and the smaller the people, the lower the villains should be the slaves of the Philippian kingdom, followed by the peasants, and then the higher and higher status. Ice Evil held the lamp, because the light could not reach such a high distance, he had to cast his magic again to shine upward, and this light shone directly on the dome.

The top of the tomb is about 20 meters away from the ground, that is, about half of the surface part of the whole cobblestone mountain, the dome is round and arched, and it is painted with a black background, and it is decorated with countless sapphires, which are reflected by the light and reflect the brilliance, like the vast starry sky, which is extremely moving.

"Oh my God, it's too drifting. Alice's eyes widened and she couldn't close her mouth in surprise, the gem was shining in the light, and the light did not disperse, and it really seemed like stars hanging in the night sky.

What Ice Childish Evil paid attention to was the content of the painting on the wall, and the few people who were depicted on the few floors of the dome were all gorgeously dressed, or dressed in priestly clothes, or ministers in gorgeous clothes, and there was no one on the top floor. Thinking that there should be another king, he walked cautiously along the wall.

After walking a distance, I saw the king among the people at the top, but there were five women besides the king, which should be Glonas and his five princesses. And all of them, including kings and princesses, were worshipping the stars of the dome.

After Bing Zhiye saw this picture, he was very surprised, although he didn't know much about ancient culture and history, he had also studied some of it. Those ancient kings, especially those who pre-Sacred Calendar, often compared themselves to gods, or represented gods. And the frescoes are often depicted as people worshipping them, and they are in the posture of a deity, or a deity behind them, accepting the worship of others, and it has never been heard of a king worshipping something with his subjects.

After thinking about it, Bing Zhiyi felt that he was lonely and unheard, but on the historical continent, how many countries have there been, and it is normal for a few to be different. However, he was more interested in the 'stars' on the dome, but the light did not shine on all the gems, so he could only walk and watch.

There are dried corpses scattered everywhere on the ground, and the deeper you go, the more corpses there are, and there are many hidden weapons and short arrows mixed in between, and they are well preserved, they should all be issued by the mechanism in the tomb. In some places, there are obvious signs of human damage, including bricks on the ground, erected stone statues, etc., which should be the hub of the mechanism, or the location of the launch mechanism.

Because of the predecessors who opened the way, it saved them a lot of trouble, just follow the traces of damage, and it will not trigger other intact traps.

At this time, the sapphires on the dome had basically been illuminated by the light, and the ice and evil had lost the light of magic, and a sea of blue stars appeared above the head, forming a strange shape.

Alice whispered, "These sapphires are really not set at random, what do they make up such a picture?

How could they figure out such a deep question. Bing Zhixiao shook his head and said, "Maybe it's a symbolic meaning, symbolizing the gods they worship, so all the people on the mural are worshipping this star map." As for what it is, only those who specialize in this can figure it out. ”

The silver moonlight dragon flew in front, and the two of them followed and continued to walk. However, because the magic light had just been extinguished, the light was a little uncomfortable, and the ice child had just taken two steps, and he slipped on something under his feet, and he fell into a slippery fall. Luckily, Alice helped him from behind, and of course he couldn't have really fallen, but this slip, the thing slipped far away, and hit a metal object, making a loud noise.

The sound of the 'bell' and the crunch echoed in the tomb, and the two stood still, waiting quietly for a while, until the echo was completely gone, and then they were relieved.

"What is it?" Alice turned on the lamp, saw some pottery fragments on the ground, picked up one and looked at it, and said, "What is this?"

The pottery shards were very thick, and the shell was smooth, and the ice was just stepping on this thing and slipping a little. However, he thought the pottery shard was familiar, the kind he had found not far from the ruins. He looked around, and there were many fragments on the ground, some large and some small, and the large part could clearly be seen to be part of a large clay pot. He looked at the fragments of the clay jar, thought of the dried corpses, and thought of the strange sorcery magic performed by the wizards of the Phocani kingdom, and was about to say something when he heard the sound of the clay jar cracking in the darkness.

...... (To be continued......)