Chapter 292 Redefining Tomb Robbery

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Matthew previously only knew that the Holy Grail of Sin was a treasure from purgatory and the most precious treasure of the Blood Flag family.

 But according to Linden.

This thing can actually be traced back to the era of the Troll Empire?

Stanley’s brother-in-law was stunned after hearing this:

“You mean, what the green dragon asked us to find was the troll’s dick?”

"its not right!"

“She showed us the pattern of the Guilty Crown, but it doesn’t look like it?”

Linden snorted coldly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and used most of his sleeves and robe to cover the lower half of the cylindrical stone pillar, leaving only the mushroom-shaped figure in the upper half.

 “Look again now?”

“Is it very close to the pattern she showed?”

Linden said coldly:

“That green dragon is hiding something from us. She obviously has no good intentions. She may not even think that we can really find the Guilty Crown for her!”

 As he spoke, he did not give Stanley's brother-in-law a chance to ask questions. Instead, he changed the subject and continued to state the origin of the Guilty Crown.

“Everyone who knows the history of the troll empire knows that the empire was destroyed by the curse of the gods, but few people know that Purgatory also played a great role in that long curse.”

“The gods teamed up with Purgatory to corrupt the trolls one after another through curses—this is exactly the value of Purgatory. If it weren’t for the evil origin of Purgatory, the Trolls would never have corrupted as fast as in history!”

"This curse first took effect on the troll women, making them greedy, arrogant, selfish, and shameless... As if overnight, all the troll women were possessed by the devil, and they even began to question their traditional customs. The legitimacy of the Assemblies of God.”

"The curse's corruption of men also followed. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, troll men became lazy, slow, bloodless, and unwilling to make progress... Many troll warriors who were originally strong and powerful suddenly became violent under the influence of the curse. Overeating turned me into a walking lump of fat.”

“There are many similar examples. In short, under the curse of the gods and purgatory, the interior of the Troll Empire is decaying at an alarming rate.”

“Of course, the top leaders of the Troll Empire are not unaware of this terrible tendency. In history, they have also made efforts.”

“It’s just that this effort was in vain in hindsight, and the Guilty Crown and Guilty Grail were also the products of that effort.”

“Specifically speaking, the top leaders of the Troll Empire want to use a sacrificial ceremony to solve the evil elements accumulated in people’s bodies once and for all.

　　It is unclear whether this decision was made by the top brass of the Troll Empire.

 Perhaps it was with the permission of the **** Pur.

 In short, on a certain day.

Trolls from all over the world organized an unprecedented theosophical conference organized by the priests of each clan.

While they had **** between spirit and body, they also offered sacrifices to the gods.

 Trying to wash away the sins from oneself in this way.

 Under the auspices of the **** Pur.

 The trolls can feel the curse moving away from them.

 After the Theosophical Congress.

 All the trolls were cheering for joy. They could feel the fragrance of the soul exuding from themselves and the compatriots around them.

 That is the breath called salvation.

Yes.

 All evil elements have completely disappeared.

However, what all the trolls didn’t expect was that this theosophical conference was also part of the plans of the gods and purgatory!

 They have long known that trolls will solve serious difficulties through sacrifice.

So this curse itself is directed at the **** Pur!

　　After that day.

The troll priest will no longer be able to sense the presence of the **** Pur.

 He seemed to have vanished from the world.

 Until a few years later.

 In a series of apocalyptic scenes of earth-shattering.

The trolls saw the terrifying vision of Poole's fall!

 No one knows what happened to Poole.

They only saw that all the limbs of this **** were burned up by the fire from heaven.

 A large number of meteorites are thrown into the Prime Material Plane.

 The first ones to bear the brunt are the royal capital and several major cities of the Troll Empire.

 After the meteorite rain dissipated.

The body of the **** Pu also completely fell into the endless void under the gravity of the astral realm.

 After the fall of Poole.

Only two parts of His body turned into two groups of green flames and returned to the earth.

 I believe you have guessed it.

 His **** became the crown of sin;

 His Purple Palace forms the Chalice of Sin.

The **** of the troll empire bore all the sins for his people, and he himself eventually became the container of sins.

 After the fall of Poole.

The trolls' faith collapsed, and the empire fell apart with them.

 It won’t take long.

 The gods exerted their influence on this land.

  It was also the first time that the devils landed on the land of the main material realm after this time.

As for the two strange objects left by the **** Pu.

One of them, the Holy Grail of Sin, fell into the hands of Baator, the Lord of Nine Hells.

　　This thing has been circulated several times after Baator's death. It is currently unknown in whose hands it is, but there is news that the Blood Flag family obtained the Holy Grail of Sin a long time ago.

 This is one of the reasons why they can rise quickly between purgatory.

 The other copy of the Guilty Crown was rumored to have been taken away by the last prince of the Troll Empire.

 In the rumours.

 Pur is a dual-natured god.

 But before He died He put most of His power into the crown.

The troll prince spent his whole life trying to master the power of the crown, but due to lack of talent, he could only die in depression.

 After that, the Guilty Crown changed several owners.

 But the story behind it is lackluster.

 Historically, there are many careerists of all kinds trying to find the Guilty Crown.

 They were not coveting the power, but they had heard such a rumor—

It is said that the prince who took away the crown was determined to restore the country throughout his life.

For this reason, he buried huge wealth and resources in the treasure house of the Troll Holy Land Blood Drinking Mountain.

 The only key that can open this treasure house.

 It is the Guilty Crown! "

 After Lyndon finished speaking.

Everyone fell into thinking.

Matthew glanced at Lorraine, who nodded slightly at him, indicating that what Lyndon said was true.

"If this is the case, the green dragon Fatina entrusted us to find the Guilty Crown, and it is very likely that we are going to the Blood Drinking Mountain Treasure House!"

“But she doesn’t seem to care whether we can really find the crown. Could it be that for her, as long as we enter the tomb to find the crown, we can achieve our goal?”

 Matthew frowned in deep thought.

 Recalling the news I heard some time ago about the establishment of a troll kingdom in the north.

Matthew deeply suspects that the green dragon Fatina may have already connected with the troll kingdom!

People in the Troll Kingdom must know Guilty Crown better than Lyndon.

Perhaps they can find a way to obtain this treasure through various unimaginable means.

 These tomb robbers were recruited by the Green Dragon.

I'm afraid it will just become a stepping stone for others.

"But this has nothing to do with us. We are just here to explore the ancient atmosphere. We have no intention of actually helping the green dragon find the Guilty Crown."

 Matthew composed himself.

 He glanced at Lyndon next to him again.

Although this guy is crazy, he is indeed a bit real.

You must know that the historical materials left behind by the Troll Empire are very sparse.

 Most of them are secondary processed information transmitted through word of mouth among long-lived races.

 But Lynden is different.

He has the ability to listen to historical echoes, a very unique ability, and can learn about his origins and related history from the whispers of ancient objects.

 “This guy’s perception will never be lower than nineteen points!”

Matthew looked at Linden deeply, and soon another doubt arose in his heart:

“With nineteen points of perception and fifteen points of intelligence, why can’t such a person become a mage?”

 “Isn’t this a bit unreasonable?”

Matthew looked at Linden seriously and secretly threw various identification methods at him.

 Not long.

 On the data column.   …

“Hint: You have noticed that Lyndon’s soul has a special brand “Aether Abandoned” attached to it!

 Ether Abandoned: This person is deeply hated by Ether, and he will never be able to use magic! "

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Matthew was slightly startled.

What did this guy do to be blacklisted by all the ethers?

 “Playing with elemental life?”

“No, that’s not the case. Many mages are very playful, and some even abuse elemental beings, but they haven’t been blacklisted like this by the ether, right?”

 Matthew was puzzled.

As if aware of Matthew's gaze, Lyndon turned his head.

 Fortunately, due to Carmela's power, he looked at Matthew with a little fear. He only took one look and did not dare to look further.

“You don’t seem to be a very courageous person. Is this mark something you are born with?”

Matthew thought secretly.

 The group of people walked and talked, and passed through the stone house area smoothly.

  Along the way.

 They also found many utensils left over from the troll era on the ruins.

  Unfortunately, most of the appliances have no spiritual value. They can only be said to have some historical value, but they are not valuable.

 Occasionally, a little gold can be found in the corners of the ruins.

 But the number is extremely rare.

And most of them were swept away by Matthew's undead.

 There is almost no possibility for the rest of the people to get involved.

The further west they went, the more the terrain rose. After leaving the stone house area, they came to the surface from the semi-underground space.

 It is not difficult to infer from this.

 During the long changes of time, at least half of the Emerald King City has sunk underground.

However, the remaining space that has not sunk into the ground is also shrouded in huge darkness.

Matthew looked around.

 As far as the naked eye can see, apart from the ruins, there are endless green vines.

This kind of vine is the green barrier they saw before, and it is also the ceremonial ground used by the wood elves to seal the Emerald King City.

 Under a barrier that blocks out the sky and the sun.

There is only an extremely narrow opening left in the sky. Occasionally, sunlight penetrates from above, but it cannot dispel the shadows accumulated for thousands of years below.

 Fortunately, although the environment here is oppressive and humid, it does not seem to have given birth to particularly powerful monsters.

  Along the way.

 They only encountered two Mimic Monsters, a well-hidden Road Demon, and a group of man-eating vines mixed in with the creeping vines.

Of course these monsters can't stop everyone's progress.

 No one else even needs to take action.

Matthew’s immortality is enough to settle all this.

 It went on like this for about an hour.

 The group of people came to the entrance of the troll's underground palace.

Compared to the elegance and elegance of the elven buildings, the houses built by the trolls are mainly majestic.

 The first thing that catches the eye is the eight stone pillars rising into the sky.

 The familiar cylindrical shape.

 Similar totem worship.

At the top of each column, there are corresponding stone rings hanging high.

 It can be said that it is the ultimate troll.

At the entrance to the underground palace is a cemetery with dense pines and cypresses planted on both sides. However, over a long period of time, these plants have died and become the nourishment for those weird creeping vines.

The cemetery is so big that you can’t see the end at a glance.

The ground between the stone pillars sank suddenly, forming a downward entrance.

 The entrance is blocked by a huge stone door.

 On both sides stood gravekeepers of different races, including trolls, elves, humans, dwarves, hobgoblins and gnomes.

“They came here before us, but they didn’t go through the main entrance, but went around to the depths of the cemetery..."

Stanley pointed to the footprints on the ground and analyzed:

"According to my guess, they may be looking for other entrances. There are at least eight entrances to the troll underground palace. The doors of some entrances may have been damaged over the years, and some places may even directly collapse. If they can When you find a place like this, it’s very convenient to get in.”

Loland nodded in agreement.

Then he came to the stone door and gently tapped the surface of the stone door with a green piccolo.

 “Three traps, one mechanism.”

“There are five similar stone gates, but they can only be controlled by one mechanism. Therefore, even if we successfully eliminate the trap, it seems that we must leave one person outside to control the mechanism.”

Loland quickly marked the location of the trap, and then looked at Stanley:

 “You come and take a look?”

Stanley was also unambiguous. He checked his hand carefully, then nodded and said:

“There are indeed three traps, but I can eliminate all three traps.”

"I also found the mechanism. In addition, I also found a trigger-type magic trap. We cannot use magic on this stone door, otherwise the five stone doors at this entrance will be locked at the same time, and there may even be a bad chain. A reaction occurs.”

 Carmela took a step forward:

“You can’t use magic, but you didn’t say you can’t use magic?”

Stanley quickly stopped and said:

 “Not even magic!”

“This trigger trap is used to detect any form of extraordinary energy. It should be hidden in a secret room above and below a certain stone gate, but I can’t determine its specific location.”

 Carmela shrugged:

 “So what exactly do you mean?”

Stanley said in a deep voice:

 “I think we should look for other entrances.”

Others in Gemstone Bay also nodded.

 But at this moment.

Matthew’s voice sounded:

“Wait a minute, aren’t we here to rob graves?”

 Stanley looked at Matthew strangely as he walked quickly towards the stone door:

 “Yes, but…”

 The next second.

Matthew leisurely raised the shovel in his hand and struck hard at the stone door!

　　咲!

 A small but sharp sound sounded.

 In the extremely shocked eyes of everyone.

Matthew's shovel was like a silver knife cutting into butter, directly cutting the stone door guarding the entrance into nine squares!

“Since we are here to rob the tomb, there is no reason to let this door go, right?”

“I think the quality of these stones is quite good.”

Matthew said as he pulled out the shovel.

 Then he ordered the mummies and zombies to come forward and take the stones cut into nine squares out of the stone door piece by piece!

 Just one and a half minutes.

 The first stone gate was evacuated!

Matthew carefully avoided the position of the trap, then raised the shovel high and aimed at the second stone door.

 Then the third, fourth and finally the fifth!

　　Accompanied by the coming and going of the undead squad.

 Obstacles ahead quickly disappear.

Instead, there is a high wall made of stones on the right side of the entrance.

 Eight minutes later.

Stanley and others stared numbly at the evacuated underground entrance.

 But I saw that the tunnel ahead was deep and dark.

But they have already opened their arms to them.

"this…"

“Are you all grave robbers like this now?”

Stanley couldn't help but ask Xiang Luolan.

And new information jumped out in front of Matthew's eyes.

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“Prompt: You have redefined tomb robbing to some extent. You have made a breakthrough in the field of tombs. Are you exploring deeper areas of the tomb field?”

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Today is a bit short, so I would like to recommend a book called "Flying and Domineering, Beginning in Chinatown" which is not PY. I just think it is interesting and I recommend it to everyone!

　　

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