Aaron took his palm and compared the claw mark, and found that the creator of the claw mark was obviously not a human, at least no one's palm could be more than twice as big as his.

Is it a transcendent after some transformation?

Or some kind of monster?

Aaron frowned and looked into the tomb.

Several crossbow arrows were randomly stalked on the stone wall.

Judging from the depth of the crossbow arrow nailing into the wall, the force is quite powerful, and even the arrow cannot be seen.

Obviously, this is the protective measure of this mausoleum.

The casual tomb robber, even the slightly weaker extraordinary person, was caught off guard and most of the time, and was directly injured on the spot.

If you are not lucky and get hit in the vital position, you may have to leave your life here.

Seeing the crossbow arrow, Aaron's heart moved and subconsciously turned around and checked the surrounding ground.

Sure enough, there were also a few crossbow arrows scattered on the surrounding ground.

I don’t know if it was because it was washed by rain before, or because there was no defense to shoot through the tomb robbers at all, and there was no blood on the arrows of these crossbow arrows.

"This is an old-fashioned protective measure. Using the power of machinery, springs and gears can only be said to be OK."

Ruoschia commented casually, "It seems that this cemetery has indeed been targeted by the ghoul cultists, but I don't know if they have left now...

Looking at the claw marks, some believers may have completely transformed into ghouls…”

"Full turn into a ghoul?"

Aaron really didn't know that there was any other thing.

His understanding of the Ghoul Clan was only about the fact that they could eat corpses, and he knew very little about the others.

Although he has been working hard to learn and understand his experiences, there are still too many strange phenomena and extraordinary information in this world, and it is difficult to know the whole picture.

"It's the characteristic of this sect. As far as I know, only crazy believers can become ghouls. Well, just like Reynold, as long as you eat a certain amount of corpses, these people can gradually change their physiques, completely break away from the scope of human beings, and become new extraordinary creatures.

By then, they will completely discard human moral ethics and become ruthless hunters, feeding on corpses all day long, hehe..."

As if he had thought of something, Ruoschia smiled a few times, "If I remember correctly, did your father still have a conflict with the Ghoul Clan?"

Clam?

Aaron was stunned and subconsciously looked deeper into the cemetery, with a slightly strange expression, but then he reacted again.

Yet, if his cheap dad Rick really could make Gad, Joschia, and Tuantivan remember it, it wouldn't be surprising if he united with the Ghoul Cult.

"This is what your father told me. He was still in the Moon Tower at that time. I heard that he had destroyed a summoning ceremony of the Ghoul Clan, as if he was going to pull a big guy from somewhere."

Hearing this, Aaron's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It shouldn’t be that it was the bad things that others had made, but now others come to take revenge openly?

"Other side, there were several places that were destroyed." Garcia walked over from the neighborhood and said.

His tone was quite relaxed, but several ice-blue spears had condensed beside him, and he was obviously ready for battle.

Alice walked from another direction and glanced at the family emblem on the tomb, "There is no blood around."

The absence of blood means at least the gravekeeper did not die nearby, and he might have to explore it further.

Aaron frowned, looked at the direction of the exit, then looked up at the sky.

Their current location is not particularly deep into the cemetery, but the smell of corpses has become much stronger.

Obviously, when you move in, the situation may be even worse.

It seems that this is probably not one or two ghoul cultists who are alone, and it is probably a gang that commits the crime.

I don’t know where they got the confidence. They dared to dig up people’s ancestral graves with such a big fanfare. Are they really not afraid of the nobles of Laideng City joining forces to arrest them?

At this point, Aaron could only hope that Old Rick's tomb would be shabby and inconspicuous enough to not be discovered by those cultists.

Of course, judging from the current damage to these tombs, there is probably no chance.

Ruoschia added in time: "The concentration of the cult aura in the previous period has increased, but there should be no cultists."

At this time, the safest way is of course to wait for Sartre and Sorsand to arrive.

A silver-level prophet, plus Sartre's ritual, will at least have a lot more choices.

However, the relationship between Your Majesty and the Hanging Sword is still a time bomb.

Of course, Aaron needs to be more careful about unknown situations, but correspondingly, he must also take certain risks.

At least you have to weigh and choose between efficiency and danger.

"Let's go in and take a look. I remember that our tomb is not far from the front."

In my memory, the original owner, the filial son, only paid for a tomb for his father, but as for the specifications of this tomb...

Just think about the financial situation of the Albert family. How much can a person who can sell his family's sword for wine and drink to make a high-standard tomb for his father?

I'm afraid, if Old Albert hadn't repeatedly emphasized that the original owner would have probably been able to bury his father in a public cemetery outside the city.

But speaking of it, it seems that I don’t know who my mother is yet…

Aaron thought for a moment, but in his memory he could not find his mother's face.

The father in my impression seems to never mention his mother's affairs, and he has never seen him since he was a child.

Is it because of difficult labor?

Or is it for another reason?

As Aaron walked towards the deeper part of the cemetery, he couldn't help but think about it.

Besides, it was strange that Old Albert settled in Leiden City.

Logically speaking, the cheap dad would not be like this if he could be known to people who are known to Joschia, Tuantivan, and even Gad?

Not only did the family end up with an isolated manor, but he also died in bed because he had no money to cure his illness.

No matter how you look at it, it reveals strangeness.

The deeper you walk into the cemetery, the atmosphere becomes more gloomy, and the concentration of the cult aura is also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even Aaron could find a faint black air in the air from time to time.

Most of the surrounding tombs were destroyed, and whether they were luxurious or shabby, they were basically forced to open.

The bodies of many noble masters have turned into bones, but have been thrown to the ground randomly and roughly.

Ghouls are not dogs yet and are not interested in bones.

Finally, Aaron stopped with a complicated expression.

The cheap dad’s tomb has arrived.
Chapter completed!