Without staying for too long before the Sun Disc, Nathers led a few people into the ruins of the city.

They walked through the lost building and walked deeper, and encountered many priceless ancient objects along the way, but Nethers never stopped explaining.

As they continued to deepen, they entered the twisted tomb. The air in the corridor was extremely dull, as if it had a sense of heavy weight of thousands of years. The dust floated up like a ghost, telling the huge disaster that had happened here.

There are also terrible traps in the tomb. If Nathers had not led the way to remind him, more than half of them would have been difficult to detect.

Finally, the group came to a huge tomb door, surrounded by sculpture guards and reliefs depicting ancient god warriors.

Shiville looked at it and was immediately fascinated. He looked at the beast-headed heroes painted on the reliefs in a daze to fight against the evil creatures underground, and felt his blood boiling.

"There is something weird here..." she muttered, forcing herself to calm down.

"It's true." Kahn calmed down Shiville. Not long after, he saw the dust in the tomb door as if it was shaken and scattered a little bit. A crazy roar came from the tomb chamber, screaming a thunderous name.

It's Nathers!

Everyone looked at Nathers in front of the tomb gate speechlessly. If they were not mistaken, the roars all came from his brother, Azer's pioneer, Rekton.

I don't know how torture and brainwashed Rekton was in the dark tomb, so that he could shout out his brother's name in such a tone that he hated and hoarsely as he could.

This is his brother he once respected the most and could even sacrifice for.

"Recton...he's crazy." Nathers said calmly with his eyes blank: "When he rushed out, remember to hide from him and let me bear his unrequited anger."

"I know." Shiville responded. When she found that only her voice was echoing in front of the tomb, she turned her head and looked at everyone strangely: "Aren't you all afraid of Rekton?"

Rekton is not only a god warrior like Nathers, but also a crazy god, which is particularly terrifying.

Kahn glanced at her and said, "Our primary task is to resurrect Azel. Just leave the battle to the Grand Secretary and the Grand Master. When we save the people, we can help us."

"After all, I am just a mortal, and my physical strength and magic are not as good as the Ascenator, and I can't last long." Reitz shook his head.

He heard from Nathers that the battle between the Ascenators often lasted for several days, so he did not intend to fight for a long time from the beginning, and tried his best to achieve a quick battle.

Moreover, judging from the previous performance, Kahn and Kasha will definitely bring considerable help if they join the battle, and it is likely to become a turning point in the battle situation.

"Let's try." Although there was only one door, Kasha didn't know what was waiting for her inside.

"Now, open the door, I'm ready." Nathers turned around and walked sideways, looking at Shiville with deep eyes, to be precise, Chalikar on her back.

"Wait." Kahn interrupted him: "Before opening the tomb door, you must let Shiville bleed some blood first."

"What are you doing?" Shiville was nervous at first, but now he was immediately uneasy when he heard this. He raised his arm and blocked his chest and took two steps back towards Kahn.

"Tell Azil you're here."

He remembered that Shiville was originally suffering from Casiopeya's back sting in front of the door, and the blood of his offspring was sprinkled on the ruins of the temple, which made Azel resurrect.

But Kahn didn't think that Shiville would fall to the ground here, so he just asked her to bleed a little blood and wake Azil up in advance. As for Azil to complete the ascension ceremony, he would have to wait until the door to the imperial tomb was opened.

"..." After hearing Kahn's brief explanation, Shiville fell silent. She glanced at Nathers, and saw that he had no intention of stopping him, so she stretched out an arm.

"Would you do it yourself?" Kahn suddenly added.

"So I can do it myself? Then I'll do it myself." Shiville felt a little relieved, put his arm on the blade of Chalikar, paused for a moment and asked suddenly, "Don't you have to bring a container to fill it?"

"No, just sprinkle it on the sand."

Shiville nodded, rubbed his arm against the blade, and a blood mark immediately appeared. She removed her hand and let the blood gather into a stream and drip into the yellow sand under her feet.

Permeated, absorbed.

The eyes of the stone statue guards around the tomb gate glowed, and seemed to be activated, but there were no subsequent actions other than that.

"Although your bloodline is thin, it does come from the same source as Azer." Nathers sighed.

Shiver smiled but didn't laugh. Nathers's words didn't sound like a compliment. She stopped the bleeding wound with a strip of cloth and said to Kahn, "Is this OK?"

"It's OK, now take Chalikar and open the door lock."

Following Kahn's tip, Shiville noticed a relief on the huge tomb door about Sethaka fighting the void monster after the ascension afternoon, but she had no weapons on her hand but only a cross-shaped dent, which looked very weird.

She picked up Chalikar and compared it for a while, and found that the shape and dent were exactly the same. She remembered that Chalikar was originally a weapon belonging to Sethaka, and immediately understood that Chalikar was the key to the tomb door.

Shiville, who was nervous, walked by Nathers silently, and pointed Chalikar at the cross dent under the breath of everyone's concentration, making a sound of tightness.

Boom-

As the cat eyes of Sethaka on the relief burst out with golden light, the heavy tomb door made a huge sound, slowly opening on both sides.

The opened tomb door attracted everyone's attention. Suddenly, a collapsed stone guard next to Shiville stood up, with its python-like head, and suddenly bit it at Shiville.

Shiville realized the threat, but it was too late to dodge. Her skin nails were too late to cover them, and the savior spirit blade Chalikar was not in his hand, and there was nothing to protect her in time.

Finally, the stone statue pierced the poisonous fangs into Shiville's flesh and blood, injecting a large amount of strange venom. The venom contained in the inexplicable power, which immediately burned Shiville's skin, causing her to scream in a harsh manner.

The internal organs are shifting, the bones are melting, the blood vessels are being pulled, and the inhuman pain is coming on her with the venom, quickly destroying her sanity.

"No! I don't want to die! Save me!" Shiville fell to the ground by inhuman pain. Her hands clenched a handful of sand and stretched out towards Nathers and Kahn, her face twisted to the extreme.
Chapter completed!