Qingkong, who saw off Princess Dai'er, came to the third floor of the museum.

The hired staff have all gone off work. Most of the royal knights followed Jared to escort Del. The servants, except those on duty, also went to rest. The entire museum was very empty, and because of the influence of mysterious props, the lights always produced

Some special colors and shakes.

Butler Fitch handed Qingkong a folder: "Miss, these are the records made by the archaeological team today."

Qingkong looked through the contents of the folder and asked, "Where is the colorful sculpture and clay idol that I received today?"

"Put it in the fourth seal compartment. Mr. Ireland said that this clay idol should come from the Gumile Highlander tribe, and is most likely a burial object for the leader of the tribal alliance.

This sacrificial clay idol is so beautifully made, and the identity of the person sealed inside must be very noble."

Ireland is the leader of the archaeologists hired by Qingkong. His solid archaeological knowledge and experience are highly valued by Qingkong.

Qingkong followed Fitch to the fourth sealed compartment.

The colorful sacrificial clay idol stands in the middle and is surrounded by a light film, which not only prevents theft but also limits the spread of mysterious energy in the mysterious props.

Qingkong lifted the seal on the clay idol, circled around it, and said to Fitch: "Can you tell that this is a living clay idol?"

Fitch replied respectfully: "Miss, I have been working in this museum for thirty years. I also like these ancient things very much, so I have taught myself a lot of archaeological knowledge.

After protective restoration, this colorful sculpture sacrificial clay idol can be placed on the second floor as an exhibit. I think such a beautiful work of art will definitely attract more visitors to our museum."

Qingkong touched the clay idol, his eyes gradually turned into ice crystal color, and the temperature in the room also dropped.

"I can tell that you are very conceited about your archaeological knowledge, but I have to regret to tell you that this is an imitation."

When Qingkong said it was an imitation, Feiqi was shocked: "This, this is impossible! I have calculated the age of the paint and material of this clay sculpture, and it is at least 5,000 years old."

"I can't tell, I don't blame you... I was almost fooled by it too. The paint and material are indeed at least 5,000 years old, but the things were made not long ago, even this morning."

Feiqi still couldn't believe it: "Miss, how did you see it?"

"Because it is not only a mysterious prop, but also a completed secret word. The things inside will break out of the shell very quickly, and it has extremely strong destructive power.

If you don’t want this museum that you have guarded for thirty years to be destroyed by the battle that is about to break out, quickly set up a battlefield for me.”

As if to confirm Qing Kong's words, a crack suddenly appeared on the painted clay statue of the sacrificial statue without any warning.

Feiqi finally believed what Qingkong said.

Because although individual mysterious props can cause some strange events due to their own mysterious energy, they will not change unless they are destroyed by external forces or composed of secret words.

There are more and more cracks on the clay idol, which means that a secret magic word has been activated.

Ice mist flowers bloomed in layers around a large area.

Although Feiqi has never seen Qingkong take action, Qingkong's strength has long been spread from Raging Wave City to Shenglun City. Being so valued by Qingkong shows that the things inside the clay idol must be very strong.

There are many precious ancient cultural relics stored in this museum. Let alone destroying them all, even damaging one or two would be an immeasurable loss.

There are complete protection measures in the museum.

Fitch first sounded the alarm, and then activated the space subsidence spell in the fourth isolation room.

The walls of the fourth isolation room separated and collapsed, standing in the void where various lines intertwined.

Fitch didn't run out. He took out his magic wand and pointed it nervously at the painted sculpture to sacrifice the clay idol. The cracks in the clay idol were as numerous as a spider web.

"Miss... the magic trap set here can cause the space to collapse in three minutes. I have already sent out an alarm, and the nearest patrol security team will be here soon."

A piece of clay peeled off from the head of the clay idol, and a blood-red light shot out of the dark hole.

"Three minutes is enough. Just protect yourself."

"Okay, okay, miss...be careful."

At this time, a large amount of black smoke came out from the cracks of the clay idol. The black smoke condensed into a death sickle and slashed towards the clear sky. At the same time, the black smoke continued to emerge from the cracks and gathered into a black floating ghost. The ghost had a twist.

It has exaggerated facial features and screams coming from its mouth.

The sonic attack caused the weak Fitch to fall directly to the ground.

The death scythe struck the clear sky and passed through her body.

The Touch of Death is the secret word that Qingkong is facing now.

By checking the data on his mobile phone, Luke unlocked the secret of colorful sculptures for worshiping clay idols for Qingkong.

There is only one painted sacrificial clay idol of the Gumile Highlanders that has been truly excavated, and it is in the hands of the Temple of the Abyss. The area where the Gumile Highlanders live is in the Tedga Hills, so the secret skills passed down by the Ancient Mile Highlanders have always been in the Temple of the Abyss.

An occult system studied in depth.

It has something to do with the Temple of the Abyss, so it cannot but attract Luke's attention.

He searched for information related to the Temple of the Abyss and the Gumile Highlanders, and finally found the secret technique of "Touch of Death".

The Gumil Highlanders worshiped death and were influenced by the radiation of the ancient Shining Gold Civilization. They were once powerful. Although the Gumil Highlanders perished in that ancient civilization war, the barbarians living in the Tedga Hills inherited the Gumil Highlanders.

The inheritance of human thought. It’s just that barbarians don’t study the secrets of death, but have the courage to fear death.

The Abyss mages who embrace the Abyss are very interested in the Gumile Highlanders, which is one of the reasons why the Abyss Temple chose Tedga Hills.

"Touch of Death" is a secret technique developed by the Temple of the Abyss by studying the ancient Mile Highlanders.

The ritual is to use oil paint and clay with mysterious energy to seal the living person into the clay idol. The negative energy and spiritual energy erupted by the person before death transform the clay idol into a secret word to be activated.

The more powerful the human sacrifice is, the more powerful the lethality will be when the word of secret is activated.

In the Abyss Temple dungeon in Era, "touch of death" can actually be found everywhere. For players who can get there, it can only be regarded as a time-delaying trap.

Qingkong didn't recognize it as the "Touch of Death" at first, mainly because this kind of trap prop really didn't leave an impression on her, and this time it was made into a very confusing ancient artifact.

Using oil paint and clay with mysterious energy 5,000 years ago, the clay idols made are definitely not ordinary characters sealed inside.

It cannot be treated as an ordinary trap prop.

At this time, the space trap was activated in the fourth isolation room. It was originally a mechanism used to trap thieves, but now it can be used as a battlefield.

Qingkong looked at his chest. The sickle that penetrated his body did not leave any wounds. The "god of death" condensed from the negative energy generated by death has no ability to attack the entity. The image it created and the sickle it wielded were

In order to cause mental pressure on the person being attacked, the target of its attack is the soul.

Panic, fear, chaos, panic...the generation of all negative emotions will allow the soul attack of the "god of death" to take advantage of the opportunity.

Fitch was hit by the voice attack of "The God of Death" because he was too panicked and frightened.

This kind of attack cannot be prevented or avoided. What can be resisted is a strong and all-round mental barrier.

The player's summary is: the more gorgeous the operation, the higher the damage received. It is a welfare monster for the weak.

Qingkong had no fear of the so-called life and death. She knew what was in front of her and was mentally prepared. Therefore, she ignored the incoming knife and treated the second one as a breeze.

The mental barrier is impeccable, and the "God of Death" stabbed him more than ten times in a row without any damage.

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"Hey, stop it..." Qingkong swept his clothes and said to the God of Death who was making various terrifying gestures in front of him: "Even if I let you choke until dawn, you won't be able to hurt me. Before the time limit of the space collapse trap expires,

, I will destroy your secret technique.

Why not take advantage of the limited time and have a chat."

Sure enough, the God of Death stopped attacking. It stared at the clear sky and made a miserable voice: "It's impossible, there can't be a person with an impeccable spirit. Even the most fearless barbarian, the God of Death can find the weakness of his spirit."

What are you?"

Qingkong is a tool in Luke's eyes, but how can a tool have mental weaknesses?

"I am Qingkong, an elf. I have in my hand the Book of Disaster that your Abyss Temple wants. Two of your Abyss Apostles died in my hands.

To be able to create such a powerful 'Touch of Death', you should be one of the Apostles of the Abyss."

Such a powerful "touch of death" cannot hurt the opponent in the slightest, which is extremely humiliating to the apostle of the abyss behind the secret technique.

Moreover, the Abyss Temple's repeated defeats in front of Qingkong also made the Abyss Apostles even more confused about Qingkong's identity.

"I am Bradley Morris, the fourth apostle of the Temple of the Abyss. I have heard a lot about you. Qingkong, you know our Temple of the Abyss very well, and the fact that you dare to face the harvest of the God of Death further proves this.

I don’t remember that you were once a member of the Temple of the Abyss. Does it mean that your people have infiltrated into the temple’s upper echelons?

but……"

"But I know many secrets that even the so-called higher-ups of the Abyss Temple don't know." Qingkong said to Morris with an incomprehensible smile: "So you have to consider this mole at a higher level."

Higher level!

They are the Apostles of the Abyss who founded the Temple of the Abyss.

Morris, who was hiding near the museum, was so frightened that his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

For hundreds of years, the Apostles of the Abyss have trusted each other and united with each other before they rebounded from the defeat of Oulu College and founded the Temple of the Abyss. They have never doubted anyone's loyalty to this group, but what happened during this time

Things are so weird.

The Temple of the Abyss was passively restrained by Qingkong, and two Apostles of the Abyss were lost in her hands one after another. This time Qingkong faced the "Touch of Death", and was able to make the attack of Death completely ineffective so easily... If he hadn't already known about the "Touch of Death"

How dare you stand there without evading the characteristics of "touch".

And the only ones who know the characteristics of "Touch of Death"...are the Apostles of the Abyss who developed this secret technique?

"No... don't try to drive a wedge between us apostles."

"Did I say anything?" Qingkong released a magic clock and said to Morris: "There is one minute left, is there anything else you want to say?"

Morris couldn't help shouting: "Who told you our secret!"

"It's not you anyway!" Qingkong recited a spell and pulled out a golden sword from the air: "Morris, you should be in Shenglun City. The next Apostle of the Abyss I want to kill... is you!"

As the mantra was recited, golden light shone down from the sky, and the light pillar shrouded the clay idol inside. On the outer wall of the golden light pillar, white-gold ancient glittering characters flashed, and the powerful energy tyranny cut off the black mist connecting to the God of Death.

Immediately afterwards, Qingkong threw out the golden sword in his hand. The golden sword rotated in the air, splitting the god of death into two ends that had lost its energy supply, and then penetrated deeply into the clay idol.

The god of death dissipates in mourning.

The clay statue, which was already full of cracks, collapsed, and scattered pottery rubble fell to the ground. In the middle of the clay statue was a knight in armor, with a golden sword stuck in his chest. The knight had long since died. Look at the armor.

The style should be that of a senior knight of the Royal Knights.

A higher rank than Jared.

At this time, the time limit of the space collapse trap expired, and the fourth isolation room gradually returned to its original state. Qingkong waved his hand to disperse the golden light in the room, the golden sword also turned into gold powder and dissipated, and the knight's body fell to the ground.

Qingkong used magic to wake up Fitch from unconsciousness.

When Fitch opened his eyes, he screamed in fear and danced wildly with his magic wand. Then Qingkong cast another calming spell before recovering from the panic.

"Miss..." Feiqi got up from the ground and hid behind Qingkong, and asked in a panic: "What happened? What was that thing just now?"

"It's just a ghost summoned by the secret technique. It has been killed by me. The dead knight was a sacrifice in the ritual of the word of the secret technique. Do you recognize it if you go and see it?"

"Yes, yes..." Hearing that the terrible ghost was killed by Qingkong, Fitch suddenly became bolder. He walked to the body, looked at the face, and shouted again in shock: "It's Sam Alvin

Baron! Vice-captain of the Third Battalion of the Royal Knights... He, how could he die here?

Miss Qingkong, do you know who did it?"

"I don't know." Qingkong hid the Abyss Temple and Morris, turned around and walked out, and said: "Since the deceased is a royal knight, you go find the relevant personnel to take the body away. You know what happened, tell the truth.

Just the person who is investigating can do it. Remember to tell them who gave the clay idol.

Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do... someone died just after we moved in, which really affected my mood."

Facing the body of Baron Alva, Fitch replied blankly: "Yes, it's Miss, I will take care of it."

Qingkong left Fitch to take care of the funeral affairs and prepared to go back to his room to sleep. But as soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Jared rushing up in panic.

His armor was severely damaged, and there were bleeding wounds on his body. It was obvious that he had just experienced a battle.

Qingkong hurriedly asked: "What happened?"

"Miss Qingkong... we were attacked by unknown persons, and Princess Dai'er is missing!"
Chapter completed!