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I walked out of the white light of the teleportation array, straightened the laces of my cloak on my chest, and glanced around subconsciously.

The dark, damp, gloomy and spacious underground room was dimly lit by flickering firelight. Two figures sat around, their shadows stretched long.

The white light alarmed them. They stood up, glanced this way, and then lowered their heads and bowed.

"Elder Fan."

"You're welcome, I want to ask you something." I smiled and nodded.

"Lord Sharna, have you found any trace of her here?"

The two teleportation array guards looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Really? No wonder, I will continue to be of service to you here."

"Yes...yes." The two guards quickly straightened their bodies, but there was still doubt in their eyes.

Why is Lady Sharna here?

Obviously, they didn't know what happened in the camp a few days ago, but even if they knew, they couldn't figure out why.

Even I am not sure that Sister Sharna will come here. I just think that if she is still in Rogge Grassland, the most likely place is here.

This is the teleportation array on the second floor of the tomb.

I came out of the hiding spot and walked forward for a while. The surrounding light became dimmer. The tomb passage cut by cold stones looked from a distance. It seemed to be endless, giving off a sense of splendor. The walls were hung with

The magic torch burned with cold blue flames. It was like a will-o'-the-wisp, and like the strange and swaying eyes that opened on both sides of the wall, making people shudder.

The air was filled with a damp and rotten smell unique to tombs, which made people feel sick to their stomachs. Occasionally, one or two scattered bones could be kicked under their feet, including human bones and non-human bones.

In this gloomy corridor, no life could be seen. Only the sound of my own footsteps echoed continuously, and even the heartbeat that I couldn't usually hear seemed particularly harsh. It was like walking in a quiet and dark place, but

The surroundings are full of monsters, and they may jump out and attack at any time in the dark underground world.

I really miss it.

Being in such a place, I was moved and sighed.

The second floor of the tomb is a very important place of memories for me. Even though I have only been here once and stayed for less than half a month.

Why I say this is because the second floor of the tomb is the key place for the little ghost to come back to life.

Of course, the word "resurrection from the dead" sounds very cool. It makes people think that something heroic and mysterious must have happened. In fact, it is just an occasional broken diamond that explodes and is occasionally seen by a little ghost.

Just eat it in one bite.

If it hadn't been on the second floor of the tomb, if it hadn't been for the group of dark wizards and dark demons (the fifth-level body of the Sinking Demon) who exploded the broken diamond, perhaps there wouldn't be the little ghost now.

Whenever I think of this, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat and feel so happy.

In addition, on the second floor of this tomb, in addition to the little ghost, there is another thing worth mentioning, that is, we met our four-man Ultraman team. I have forgotten the names of the other three members, but Saint

The memory of Ultraman Knight is still fresh in his mind. I wonder how they are doing now?

"Idiot Xiaofan, what are you thinking about again?" He was lightly knocked on the head, and when he looked back, it was not our Highness the Saint. She emerged from the necklace at some point, and she was floating with her hands on her hips in an air of dignity.

Are you teaching me a lesson in mid-air?

"I was thinking, what if you were taken away by Orac here back then?" I straightened my face and said seriously.

"Wow, I won't be picked up by that disgusting monster. If I were to pick it up, it would be Xiaofan. This saint is not delicious." The little ghost shuddered and hugged her body tightly.

"Oh, what are you talking about? Madam Saint, your Okra has arrived."

Deep in the passage, there was a series of strange creaking sounds of limbs. Although I had not seen this kind of monster for many years, I still recognized it as soon as I heard it.

"It's your Okra!" The little ghost glared at me and took out her brick book of holy words.

In just a few breaths, several pairs of green eyes appeared in the darkness of the passage. Each eye was like a thumb-sized light bulb. Each group of six eyes came densely from the other side of the passage. On the ground,

Walls, even ceilings.

After the distance was shortened, their figures were exposed in the dim light. They were one after another... no, perhaps it should be described as one head at a time. They were huge green spiders that were half as tall as a man.

There were about dozens of them, four pairs of furry spider legs swinging flexibly, six eyeballs constantly rotating, reflecting the prey in front of them, twisted fangs exposed, and dripping corrosive saliva that made people look disgusting.

Although the passage is spacious, their size is huge, and the ground cannot accommodate these big Okra spiders walking side by side, so they give full play to their abilities, crawling over from the walls on both sides, and even from above the head, hanging here,

Although the number of more than ten or twenty is not too much, it can create an overwhelming visual impact. An adventure team with insufficient experience can easily panic due to this.

But it's a pity that they found the wrong person. Even if they encounter Okra's entity in the third world, this number will not pose any threat to me.

But it looks like I don’t have to take action anymore.

As these disgusting and terrifying Oraks approached, my little saintly highness let out a sweet scream and threw the bricks in her hands.

The Book of Holy Words exuding hazy holy light, wherever it passes, these Oraks seem to be fixed, and they are fixed one after another. The Oraks on the walls and ceilings are falling down.

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Then, everything turned into powder.

An instant kill with one move. After all, the little ghost is already over level 40. It's not easy to deal with these Oraks who are less than level 20.

Of course. In fact, there is still water in this trick. Before the little ghost understands the nature of power and learns to use it to a certain extent, no matter how high her level is, it is impossible to create unscientific tricks with a thrown out book of holy words.

A group instant kill attack.

Therefore, this clever little saint actually secretly performed an exorcism at the moment she threw the bricks. Although the exorcism can only drive away the enemy and cause a certain amount of damage, if the power difference between the two is too big.

If the opponent is too weak, the power of exorcism can also directly kill the enemy instantly like just now.

"Under the light of this Saint, all the ugly people under the darkness will be eliminated and become sparks, praising the powerful beauty of the Saint." After killing the enemy, Her Majesty the Saint did not forget her majesty.

left lines.

"Hahaha, violence is the right thing."

"Aww (I bite)!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!!!!"

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"Is it in this room? It seems like it is, I have some impression."

Wherever I looked, there was a familiar reaction deep in my brain, making me scream.

That's right. This should be the place where the diamond was obtained and the little ghost was brought back to life.

This familiar impression of the room, as well as the dark demon family huddled together in a corner, shivering, all told me that this was the right place.

Of course, this is all the work of the little saint Hao Ji Xing. If I were alone, I might not be able to find this place in my lifetime.

"Hmm, this is where this saint took a historic step. From then on, the gears of fate began to turn slowly, and no one can stop her."

"Yeah..." I glanced at the little ghost and remembered the little ghost at that time. I wiped away my tears with sadness and nostalgia, and sighed: "Things are the same but people are not."

"Xiaofan is so annoying." The little ghost bit me again.

But soon, he began to lick the place where he had just bitten, and his silver eyes were full of nostalgia and tenderness.

Returning to the old place and recalling the past deeply touched the tender place in the heart of this little saint.

"I will come again in the future." I hugged the little ghost's delicate body and whispered in her ear.

"Yes." The little saint in her arms nodded meekly with a happy smile.

After reminiscing sweetly about the past, we left here and headed towards the real goal of this trip.

As for the small group of dark demons in the room, neither the little ghost nor I took action. First, we wanted to express our gratitude for the broken diamond they dropped. Second, with our levels, we couldn’t even kill them.

What will happen?

I finally realized the sadness of an old drunkard, and finally realized the superiority of my class.

This time the destination is on the fourth floor of the tomb, in front of the gate of Andariel's palace. If we want to say where Sister Sharna is most likely to be, then it must be there.

For an ordinary adventure team, if they want to pass through the second floor of the tomb and find the entrance to the next floor, it will take at least half a month, but for those who have memorized the terrain before setting off, and do not have to worry about monster harassment at all

It took less than an hour for the obstructive little ghost and me to reach the entrance on the third floor.

The time from the third floor to the entrance of the fourth floor does not exceed an hour. If you find the fourth floor, the little ghost can retire, because the fourth floor is very small. There is only a front hall, separated by a huge

The palace in front of the wooden door is where Andariel's Skeleton Throne is located.

However, I saw the blond figure at the entrance to the fourth floor who was familiar to my bones.

At that moment, my steps stopped and I was stunned. I felt like time and space were out of order, and I couldn't figure out whether I was in reality or in memory.

More than eight years ago, I was in the same place, standing on the same corner, and found that beautiful figure, and the other person was also staying in the same place at this time, exactly.

Reality and vague memories gradually and perfectly overlapped, making the memories more real and making my brain more confusing.

The only thing I have not forgotten and dare not forget is that the slender, straight and proud beautiful figure standing in front of me is my sister Sharna.

Looking down at the deep fourth-floor entrance, I looked like a statue, maintaining this posture for decades and hundreds of years without moving. When I stepped out of the corner, I finally turned around as if I had come to life.
To be continued...