Chapter 2： What is the ghost after climbing through the coffin?

As the heavy stone gate slowly closes under the push of the ancient curse, the power of magic moves along the walls and the grooves on the ground, forming a closed energy cycle, and the nightmare world outside seems to be completely isolated. .

I couldn’t hear the captain’s roar, I couldn’t hear the screams of the dying people, and I couldn’t hear the horror and roar of those horrible monsters. All the voices were blocked by heavy stones and steel, even though everyone Knowing that this blockage is only temporary, but in this moment of tranquillity, Rebecca can't help but exhale for a long time - if the **** outside is really just a nightmare.

However, in the next second, Rebecca slammed his hair and put away all the soft thoughts that came to mind. Heavy rocks and steel do not bring real long-term security, but may weaken the will and let her indulge in this short-lived security illusion. Thinking of this, the young successor of the Cecil family couldn't help but clench his faint staff, and hoped that this weapon would give him more courage.

The sound of the family knight Byron Kirk came from behind: "The Viscount, the passage has been sealed, and the monsters should not be able to enter for a short time."

Rebecca looked back at the loyal knight, the other side of the steel armor all over the scars, there is a small depression on the breastplate, and his grayish short hair can see an obvious Charred traces - that was before Aunt Herti burned the fireball from the mouth of a monster, and the situation was really thrilling. The fireball almost smashed the scalp of the mid-level knight. If it is not the fortune of the lucky god, this knight who has been loyal to the family for 20 years may have turned into a corpse.

Of course, Rebecca is not sure whether this is because Aunt Herti’s well-known “magic is never in the middle” physique is working...

"Working hard, Byron Knight," Rebecca lowered his eyelids to cover up the exhaustion in his eyes. "We can at least catch our breath."

Then she turned her head and looked at the few people around me: three soldiers were holding a torch to guard around, and Aunt Herti held a burning fireball and carefully looked at the wall at the end of the stone hall, and the smug came over. The little maid Betty clasped the pan that she had taken all the way, hiding behind the soldiers with timidity, and was looking at the place curiously with a pair of big eyes flashing.

Counting herself and the Byron Knight, these seven people are probably the last survivors - those who remain on the surface cannot survive.

After confirming the situation of each individual, Rebecca could not help but pay attention to the situation of this stone hall.

This is a place of a long time. In the rectangular stone hall, you can see spider webs and thick dust everywhere. Some decaying objects are piled up at one end of the hall. Although they are old, they can still see their exquisite beauty. With luxury. On the walls around the stone hall, you can still see the preserved murals and reliefs. Although the murals have faded and the reliefs are slightly worn, they still do not affect the viewing.

Herti Cecil carefully looked at the murals and reliefs for a long time. Compared with the sleek style of the modern countries that originated from the slickness of the northern countries, all the decorations in this stone hall are solemn and simple, with a distinct "first dynasty" atmosphere, which is used to depict heroic images or terroirs. Human feelings and reliefs are written with scenes and mythological symbols that are biased towards myths and legends. As a learned caster, Herti is very good at interpreting useful things from these ancient pictures.

Looking at the contents of the murals and reliefs, Hetty couldn't help but put his left hand on his chest and whispered: "May the ancestors forgive..."

"Aunt Herti," Rebecca came to Herti with his staff. The young girl was a little nervous on her face. At this moment, she seemed to finally realize what kind of place she had stepped in and was slightly uneasy. Get up, "here..."

"This is where the Cecil family's ancestors fell asleep," Hetty said very seriously. "Don't make rude things."

Rebecca swallowed and swallowed around: "It seems that no one has come in for a long time..."

"Since the Marquis of Grumman took the sacred objects from the ancestral mausoleum a hundred years ago and participated in the rebellion that almost led to the destruction of the family, this place was completely blocked. Everyone of the descendants of the Cecil family knew to open. The method here, but because of the family order, no one dares to come in unless there is a moment of life and death," Herti looked at Rebecca deeply. "For the past 100 years, we are the first people to step into here. ”

"Now it is indeed the ‘life and death’...” Rebecca took a deep breath. “He will forgive us for the ancestors?”

Herti smiled stiffly. She couldn't answer the question. She had to follow the instructions on the mural to continue looking for the institution to open the deep tomb.

She did not take any effort to find the special stone pillar, then pressed her hand on the top of the stone pillar and pressed it down slightly.

The stone door leading to the deep burial chamber immediately gave a slight vibration, and then the whole slate slowly rose upwards in the friction.

But just as Shimen was rising, Rebecca heard a strange sound coming from behind the stone door. The sound of a falling object came from behind the door, followed by an uncontrollable exclamation. .

"Someone inside?!" Hetty immediately responded and whispered, "Byron!"

The Cavaliers did not wait for more instructions, they had already clenched the sword to the direction of Shimen, and the other three soldiers followed, and Rebecca immediately rushed up after squatting, rushing to the side. Not returning to the sleazy little maid ordered: "Betty! Find a place to hide!"

Just rushed into the tomb, Rebecca saw the Byron Knight who had rushed in and slashed his sword to an agile petite figure.

The petite body image circulated around the Byron Knights and rushed to the right, and from time to time turned into a black smoke into the ubiquitous shadow area of ​​the tomb, her manipulation of the power of the shadow and the agility of the footwork made Rebec The card opened its eyes - there are usually few stalkers who can entangle with the Byron Knight for so long. However, as the remaining three soldiers completed the encirclement, and Herti, who had a flame tongue in his hand, blocked the door of the tomb, the agile figure completely lost the space to escape, and fell to the ground.

When she stopped Rebecca to see the invader's appearance - it was a girl who looked like she was, but she was shorter than herself. She wore an old leather armor and kept her hair short. The appearance is beautiful, although the face is stained with a lot of stains, but still can be seen as a beauty billet. The most striking thing is the other's ear, the pointed ear, but not as long as the elf, which is enough to show her blood: a mixed elf.

But I can't judge what the other half of her bloodline is. After all, the elf's bloodline power is so powerful, basically no matter whether the human or the orc is similar to the elves after the mixed race.

As soon as the mixed-race elf girl landed, the Knight Byron stepped forward to put the long sword on the other's neck. The remaining three soldiers were immediately surrounded by the three swords, and the three swords sealed all the escape routes.

"Who are you! How dare you break into the ancestral mausoleum of the Cecil family?!" Herti strode forward, with irrepressible anger in her tone, for a noble descendant like her, the tomb of the ancestor tomb The thief’s patronage of this incident is enough to make her angry and rushing to the crown – once the incident is passed out, the reputation of the Cecil family’s crumbling is almost over.

Rebecca also squinted at the mixed-race elf—although this sudden incident left her with a little circle, but an outsider appeared in the ancestor's mausoleum as a forbidden place, which itself made her angry enough.

The half-elf girl was pressed by the long sword and was stunned by Herti and Rebecca. The voices suddenly screamed: "Wait a minute! I haven't stole anything!"

The long sword in Byron’s hand suddenly pressed another point: “Hello, you are bold!”

When the knight’s voice just fell, I heard a strange flash of Karakala suddenly coming from the black steel coffin in the center of the tomb. This strange sound was immediately introduced to everyone’s ears, including Rebecca. The child is quiet.

A moment later, Rebecca first responded, and a fist-sized fireball appeared at the top of her staff, pointing to the half-slung mixed-race elf: "What did you do to our ancestors?!"

The half-elf girl is really crying out this time: "Don't... don't kill me! You can't hold back the coffin board of your ancestors!"

With the sound of the half-elf girl with a crying cry, the sound in the black steel shackles became bigger and bigger, and even the shackles shook visibly.

"Ancestors!" Hertish was eclipsed. The lady who has always been known for her dignity and elegance in the aristocratic circle was so stunned for the first time. "Please rest in peace! Those who disturb you will be punished..."

The half-elf girl screamed and screamed: "What time is the use of these pipes!" Hurry up the coffin boards of your ancestors!"

The three soldiers looked at each other, even Byron was a face, but this time Rebecca reacted, she rushed to the platform where the coffin was placed, and at the same time, the cover has been completely pushed Open, one hand also came out of the gap.

When Rebecca saw the words, he said that he had taken the staff and rounded it up and down: "Ancestral ancestor! You rest in peace!!"

The hand was directly thrown back into the coffin, and there was a cry from the coffin: "Who is lying in the trough!"

Rebecca looked up and saw his family knight, aunt and three warriors stunned at themselves.

Rebecca looked down at the staff in her hand. This time it was her turn to cry out: "Aunt, I am not a little disrespectful to the ancestors..."

However, Herti suddenly yelled: "Rebecca! Leave it!"

Rebecca glimpsed: "Aunt?"

"This may be the resurrection of the undead!" Herti's face pale, "Maybe the monsters on the surface... corrupted the ancestors' holy shrine!"

This possibility suddenly made Rebecca cold and sweaty, and just as she was about to jump off the platform and hide behind the soldiers, the heavy steel coffin's heavy cover was pushed again - and this time in the coffin With all the strength, the entire cover was pushed directly out!

Subsequently, a man with a light brown short hair and a majestic face, wearing an ancient aristocratic costume, sat up from inside.

Half-baked mixed-race elf **** the ground turned to see this scene, could not help but sigh: "Look, your ancestors have completely scammed this time."

(The first day is double, then it should be the rhythm of keeping the next day... After all, I belong to the slower model...)