Excellent master of stealth skills, shadow power professional, grave digging enthusiast Miss Amber has a famous saying: The road is there, the door is just an illusory decoration. As long as you put aside your psychological problems, even the gate of the royal treasure house only needs a piece of celery.

Well, there is probably no celery in this world, but for amber, it doesn’t take celery to open the door to an ancient tomb.

With just a little shadow trick, coupled with some understanding of ancient bans, and some insignificant luck, the half-elf thief easily broke the ban in Cecil's ancestor tomb, and a passage that even Heti and Rebecca did not know appeared in front of everyone.

Then everyone followed Amber and walked into the passage.

The tomb passage made of rocks and soul-suppressing bricks is much spacious than expected. Even heavy knights like Gowen and Byron, who are nearly two meters tall, will not feel narrow and cramped in the passage. The magic lamp stands embedded on the walls on both sides of the passage have dried up. However, after Hedy casts several basic spells, these ancient lamp stands, which have been around for seven hundred years, still lit up one by one, indicating the direction of the way forward.

"I'm really just a little thief, I usually stutter," Amber walked in front of the team, and said modestly as she walked, "I'm a descendant of forest elves. I respect the souls very much. How could I do something like digging graves?"

Gao Wen looked down on her statement: "Are you so skilled, are you still embarrassed to explain?"

Perhaps it was confirmed that my life had been preserved. This half-elf, who had no racial reserve at all, was thick-skinned like the tomb door she had just pried open: "Lock unlocking technology and cracking techniques are the standard features of our industry. Is there any mistake in my basic skills?"

At this time, Rebecca, who was walking in the middle of the team, suddenly asked: "Are you a leader of Cecil?"

Amber frowned and thought, "I have lived in this place for several years, but I have never applied to become a formal citizen. But according to your Cecil rules, those who have lived for more than three years and pay taxes on time are considered citizens... Then do you think I count?"

Rebecca shook her head: "No application does not count."

"Oh," Amber elongated his voice, "Then why do you ask me about this?"

"I am the lord of Cecil," Rebecca said seriously, "so if you are my lord, I have an obligation to protect you."

Amber: "...Then you said this earlier! Is it too late to change my words now?"

Rebecca looked serious: "It's too late."

Gao Wen glanced at Rebecca with serious face, then looked at Amber, who had no moral integrity, and shook his head with some amusement.

Although I was in such a mess when I woke up, I felt much better when I was a human being than the previous hell.

He looked at Hedy, who was walking behind him. The lady who didn't know which great-granddaughter he was secretly drifted over more than once. He had been waiting for the other party to speak on his own initiative, but seeing that the other party had not yet broken the silence, he had to ask: "What do you want to ask, just say it."

Hety was slightly shocked, but soon took a deep breath to calm down. She looked at Gao Wen's face that was exactly the same as the family portrait, and carefully chose the words: "Ancestor... I still can't believe that you are really..."

"That's right, it's really that Gowen Cecil, the pioneer seven hundred years ago. I can recite my life experience for more than 30 years, or ask me to tell you about the second pioneering era? But to be honest, this alone may not prove anything. An excellent historian may be more credible than what I said. After all, I'm not very eloquent," Gowen shrugged, "You just want to confirm my authenticity, right?"

"Please forgive my doubts," Hetty said hurriedly, "but this is really a bit... Although the story of the resurrection of heroes has been around since ancient times, seeing it with one's own eyes is a completely different story. I heard that some paladins and silver moon elves can do false deaths for years or even decades, relying on the power of holy light and elves' secret techniques to preserve their souls and vitality, but I have never heard that human knights can do the same, let alone... you have died for seven hundred years."

"To be honest, I don't know what's going on," Gao Wen said, shaking his head. Although he wanted to compile a set of logically rigorous, rational and convincing theories on the spot to scare the great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-

"Is that true..." Hetty said without a doubt, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the road ahead.

"There is an airflow," she whispered, "and there is a different magic reaction, and it should be the end of the tomb area in front of it."

Gao Wen nodded, and at the same time he held the Trailblazer Sword in his hand tightly - an indescribable palpitations made him feel that the front was probably not safe.

"Be alert," Knight Byron, who was walking in front with Amber, seemed to have sensed it. He drew out his own steel broadsword and brushed his other hand on the sword at will. The blade immediately rose a slight silver light, "You three, please protect the back."

A sound of metal rubbing sounded, and the three soldiers were ready for battle. Although they were just the most basic combat profession, they were the elite warriors carefully trained by the Cecil family. The fearlessness and calmness on their faces quickly made Amber, who was a little nervous and Bettyne, who was protected in the middle of the team, feel at the thought.

Although the corridor of the tomb is deep and long, there are always times when you walk to the end. The soul-suppressing stone bricks inlaid every ten meters on the stone walls on both sides are the logo of the tomb area. As these soul-suppressing stone bricks disappear, a slightly open place like an intersection appeared in front of them.

This is the junction between the tomb area and the castle underground area, and it is also a transportation hub leading to those ancient secret passages.

Amber pointed at one of the forks at the "crossroads": "I came in from there, which led to a dry well outside the castle, but the other side must have been occupied by monsters now."

Gao Wen looked at Hetty: "Which side is West?"

Hedy reached out to outline a simple magic rune in the air, and the rune turned into a glowing streamer, shaking and pointing in a certain direction.

"That's the other side." Gao Wen said, but as soon as he finished speaking, a sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart.

There was no time to think more, and this experienced and trained body responded one step faster than the mind. Gao Wen almost subconsciously raised the Trail Blazer Sword to block it, and then he felt a hammer-like impact coming from the sword body.

His body shook slightly, then stabilized his body, and the attacker finally appeared in front of everyone - accompanied by a vague and whispering sound, three shaking tall figures walked out of one of the dark corridors at the intersection!

It is not a look that any creature in nature can possess, but more like monsters pieced together by the evil creativity of the necromancers and demons. They are nearly three meters tall, like shriveled and deformed giants, but their bodies are formed by amorphous substances flowing like mud. Those sludge-like things rise and fall on their bodies, and even reveal huge holes from time to time. In the holes, blood-red skeletons can be seen.

"Ah!" The moment he saw these three monsters, Rebecca exclaimed in a short burst of exclamation, and Betty quickly bit her lips, as if she would be scared to cry at any time. Hetty lifted his staff and slammed heavily on the ground. A weak divine clearing technique was activated, offsetting the fear effect that the monsters had on everyone. At the same time, she quickly said to Gao Wen: "Ancestors, these monsters are these monsters!"

At this time, Gao Wen had already woken up from the impact of seeing a non-human monster for the first time, and a corresponding memory emerged in his mind: "It turned out to be these things?!"

At this moment, the three monsters had launched another attack, and they kept making murmurs like dreams. At the same time, two of them rushed towards Gao Wen and his ranks. The remaining monster raised his arm, and a dark energy arrow condensed in front of its arm, and flew straight towards the amber standing in front of the team the next second!

"Wow!" Amber let out a short scream, and his whole body instantly shrank into the shadow behind Knight Byron, and appeared in another shadow ten meters away the next moment. Knight Byron raised his broad sword full of silver light, and after a roar, he took the initiative to face one of the monsters rushing towards him.

"Herty, Rebecca, you guys get rid of the one who can shoot the shadow arrow! Try not to use arcane, arcane magic is almost useless to these things! Amber, you and the warriors protect the caster!" Gao Wen shouted loudly, then waved his sword and rushed forward with a stern finger.

He never fought with people with his sword.

He had never seen any inhuman monster.

Despite his time travel and rebirth, he has not stood on this land of another world for the first time with his legs.

So he had no idea how far he could do with a little combat instinct left in his body and the combat knowledge in his mind that did not belong to him at all, plus an ancient long sword that had lost his magic power.

But many times, fate will not give you the right to choose.

You are standing here, the monsters are standing there, and there is no way around you, and you only have a seven hundred years old antique sword in your hand. You could have a shield, but the shield was lost by a prodigal son a hundred years ago. What else can you do in this situation?

Fight, fuck him!

Isn't it just a distortion?

Seven hundred years ago, Gowan Cecil could beat them a hundred!
Chapter completed!