"hiss."

Hagana rubbed her hands on her arms, her style was cold, not the cold in the body, but the chill that was so cold that it was deep in the soul.

It seems that something bad is awakened by them.

Bang.

The stone door of the mausoleum suddenly closed, and the loud noise almost scared her heart to jump out. She was not a coward, but she was young and had great courage and talent.

But she is always alone, and she is curious and fearful about unknown things.

Fortunately, she could always overcome these, take a few deep breaths, enter a calm working state, and look around her eyes.

Because green ghost fires hung on both sides of the walls, the mausoleum was not as dark as they looked just now, allowing them to see the inside scene clearly.

A huge screen wall painted with the scene of war countless years ago is facing the gate.

Because of time, a lot of oil paint on the screen wall has fallen off, and many places seem to have been painted with large pieces of green pigment, which exudes a layer of dry dark green, making the whole painting mottled and gloomy, revealing an indescribable gloomy feeling.

There are two side doors on both sides of the screen wall leading to the depths of the mausoleum.

On both sides of the hall between the screen wall and the gate, two rows of sarcophagus were neatly arranged. Someone seemed to have moved the sarcophagus. The moss and dust on it were smeared into pieces, and the spider webs on it were also torn to hang floating around the four sides of the coffin.

Hagana didn't dare to come forward. The sarcophagus would never look good there, and there was something hidden inside.

If this is the case, she couldn't help but feel strange. The tomb was closed. If there were creatures inside, what should I eat?

Not the first time such doubts have occurred.

Most of them cannot get answers, and they can only be attributed to the particularity of the corpse soul world.

Maybe there are really creatures here that can live by drinking the northwest wind.

A messy thought flashed through her mind, and she turned her head to ask the professional next to her, "Captain Qihai, I think there is danger in those sarcophagus, why don't you try it with ghosts first?"

Qihai Huzi looked at her, then looked at the stone coffin again, realized it, picked up Yesai and shouted, "OK! Leave it to me."

The next sentence was Japanese, and Hagana didn't understand it at all. She watched her bravely rush forward, and was stunned, and a deep appreciation emerged in her heart.

He is worthy of being the strongest god of death, he is really fierce.

The Qihai Huzi rushed to the sarcophagus in less than two steps and slashed it down with one knife. The sarcophagus was split into pieces. The non-human creature lying inside had no time to make a chirping sound and lost its breath.

The lid of the sarcophagus was lifted off, and the creatures standing up from it looked like the goblins in the Western Fantasy Story. The skin was gray-green, wearing black armor, and holding a steel knife.

They chirped, jumped out of the sarcophagus, and rushed towards the Seven Seas Tigers.

She grabbed the bandage in her hand, and the wild sun was swung to the wind, turning into a human-shaped meat grinder. Wherever she went, the sarcophagus shattered into pieces, and the goblin's limbs and black armor drifted in the air.

During a few breaths, the hall was in a mess, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, gray-green blood splashed on the ground, and many splashed on the walls. No mouthful of the sarcophagus could be kept intact.

Hagana was stunned. The enemies she had dealt with outside the door were probably descendants of these goblins, with agile body and strong attack power.

A group of people gathered up, causing her a lot of trouble.

These goblins should be stronger.

As a result, the Qihai Huzi cut melons and vegetables were easily solved without her help.

This is the battle of the strongest death god... Hagana's heart was surging and her hands were tightly held. She was also the captain, so she had no reason to be weak in the future.

The Qihai Huzi carried the wild sun to the front of the screen wall and looked up. Many places were blurred and could be seen from some places, with empty figures.

She withdrew her gaze, not very interested in the past history, looked at the two doors, scratched her head and said, "Do you want to leave separately?"

“…Sorry, I can’t understand Japanese.”

Hagana answered in English.

It was Qihai Huzi's turn to be confused. It was neither YES nor NO. It turns out that this person doesn't understand Japanese.

Language could not be communicated, so she could only express it with practical actions. She pushed open the side door on the right, and there was a very long corridor inside, and the wall was still hung with a faint green ghost fire, located above the head of the Goblin sculpture.

They were all wearing armor, and their eyes revealed a strong murderous aura, as if they were going to kill every invader who broke into the corridor.

"I just looked at the painting on the screen wall. It was a war between civilization and virtuality that was fought before humans. It was a huge scale and the result was unclear. Judging from the appearance of the painting, neither side showed an overwhelming side."

Hagana began to share her analysis results with the Qihai Huzi. In her opinion, these historical documents are no less precious than treasures.

It can make people more clear about what happened before and not know nothing about the corpse soul world.

Qihai Huzi couldn't understand a word, and he also understood that this was not asking her for advice, so he simply kept silent to avoid revealing that he didn't understand English.

It was explained from the beginning that nothing was there yet.

If you can't speak English now, the previous conversation will be very awkward.

She hoped that the sculptures in the corridor would come alive so that she could move her muscles and bones, but until she walked out of the corridor and arrived at the tomb, the sculptures still remained unchanged.

Fortunately, Hagana stopped talking long and looked at the tomb chamber, unable to see even a coffin, and the air was filled with the sour smell of rotten leaves.

The entrance to the tomb is directly opposite.

There is no painting on the wall, and the raised stone platform in the center of the tomb is only carved with one sentence, wishing the soul of the dead to stay away from the Lord of Crazy, Sar Apollo.

"Sal Apollo, Lord of Crazy?" Hagana squatted down, and her heart fell into deep thought. From the screen of the screen wall, it can be concluded that their enemies are Void.

Is this Sar Apollo the name of Void? Or the evil god in their eyes, just like humans always say, stay away from hell and stay away from Lucifer.

Before Hagana could figure it out, the chill of the air rose, and three pale figures floated out from another entrance to the tomb.

"Ah, ghost!" The Seven Sea Huzi took a step back and then remembered, "It's not right, I'm a god of death at least, why are I afraid of ghosts?"

Hagana stood up and saw them too.

It was a ghost that looked more like the God of Death than the God of Death. It was covered with a bright red cloak and a light and unreal inside, like a cloud of condensed mist.

The huge sickles they hold in their hands exuded a faint cold luster.

"Ahhhh." They also found that the two of them had their chins opened like snakes, as if they could swallow her head in one bite, and a terrifying roar came from their mouths.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The Seven Seas Huzi made a more terrifying cry than them. She was most afraid of horror ghost movies in her life. It reminded her of the dean who was standing at the window when she was stealing food in an orphanage when she was young, and her eyes seemed to be lying on her back through the river of time.
Chapter completed!