Below the castle is a huge crypt.

　　 A group of evil trilobites holding weapons moved forward slowly. They got closer and closer to the cup of the sun, and at the same time, their breathing became more and more rapid.

　　 They had no fear in the past, who had fought for a long time, but at this moment they are as nervous as a new daze who has just entered the battlefield.

　　 You can see that their hands are holding the bone gun and stone hammer tightly, and they are constantly swallowing saliva. Every step they take, they turn their heads to look at their companions, looking at each other as if they are cheering each other.

　　 They are approaching the greatest secret of the Hiinsae, and they are approaching the burial place of the last saint who stepped into the kingdom of the gods, the great poet Tito.

　　 They are uncovering the mystery of what the great poet Tito left behind hundreds of years ago.

　　 can be even worse.

them.

　　 is exploring the secrets of God.

　　 All this made them excited, but at the same time they were deeply anxious and disturbed, even fearful.

　　 Their eyes are level with the golden flower cup.

　　In the underground cave, they saw a small courtyard, a house hidden behind the cup of the sun.

　　 The cup of the sun spread out from the yard, and fluorescence flows out from it, like a river that emits light.

　　 is the hut where Star and Polo lived.

　　 Everyone held their breath and looked at their leader.

　　 "Really! Really!" The tall Sanye man holding a bone gun pointed to the building in the sea of ​​flowers and said.

　　 "We found it, we have developed." The soldier of the Hundred Wars, carrying the stone hammer, has already seen his glory and wealth, and he may be able to become a nobleman by virtue of this.

　　 The leader of the caravan is obviously not an ordinary person, he knows more.

　　 His pupils spread in an instant, and his expression became dull.

　　 His mouth opened involuntarily, and he opened and closed for a long time before speaking.

　　 "This is the place where the messenger of God Polo and the Queen of Stars perish, the place of mythological relics."

　　"It is also the beginning of Saint Tito's pilgrimage, and the place where "Anthem of the King of Wisdom" originated."

　　 The leader of the caravan turned his head and smiled and said to his subordinates.

　　 "Everyone."

"Welcome to--"

　　 "The place where myths and epics were born."

　　 As they cheered and jumped, their footsteps became faster.

　　 However, the flowers in front of them also danced with their movements.

　　 The beautiful cups of the sun suddenly opened their blood basins and bit them at them, and the beautiful and quiet scenes turned into a flurry of demons in an instant.

　　The leader of the caravan ahead had already prepared. He took out a handful of special bone meal and sprinkled it on his group.

　　In an instant these cups of the sun slowly became quiet, as if they could no longer be sensed.

　　 They walked through the flowers, came to the arch yard, and stepped into it through the stone gate.

　　The hurried footsteps stopped in an instant, everyone stood in front of the garden and stopped all their movements and looked deep, not daring to take a step forward rashly.

because.

　　 They saw the remains of the great poet Tito.

　　 The other party is surrounded by a large cluster of sun cup flowers, and behind him is a boat reflecting silver light. The white canvas of the past has long become filthy.

　　 But it is precisely because of this that the ancient and vicissitudes of life exuding from it are more intense.

　　Even everyone felt a sacred power surrounding this flower bush, shrouded in the hearts of all the Sanye people trespassing in this forbidden area.

　　The poet leaned quietly on the hull, turning his head to a permanent sleep.

　　 in his arms, still holding the last chapter he wrote.

The moment 　　 bone book appeared, it attracted everyone's attention.

　　 Two hundred years, the legends and speculations that have been passed on by Shinsai.

　　 Everyone was looking for the last secret of the great poet, and it was finally confirmed at this moment.

　　 "The great poet Tito."

　　 "Saint Tito."

　　 "The last person who stepped into the God-given land to see the gods, and was affirmed by the messengers of the gods and the saints affirmed by the gods."

　　 "What he has in his arms is "The Last Chapter"."

　　 "The bone book in the legend."

　　 Everyone couldn't help shouting in unison, one by one louder.

　　 "Also, the sacred boat!"

　　 "Didn't you see it? That is the sacred boat!"

　　 "That is the treasure bestowed by the messenger of God. I heard that it is the supreme treasure that the messenger of God took out of the dream."

　　 Someone also remembered the story they had heard since childhood: "The great poet controls the wind and passed through the kingdom of Demon Abyss. Sinners dare not block his way."

　　The people present were noisy, but everyone was afraid to move forward.

　　 Finally, the leader of the caravan moved forward cautiously. He came to the sacred boat and the great poet, and knelt down in front of the corpse reverently.

　　 "Great Saint Tito!"

　　 "Please forgive my offense, my sins cannot be forgiven."

"but."

　　 "Our kingdom needs the secrets you have left, and the legendary power."

　　 "Everything is to return to the glory of God, and everything is to reproduce the glory of God."

　　 He didn't dare to look directly at the body of the great poet Tito's sacred skeleton, lowered his head and stretched his hand over the top of his head to the bone book, wanting to take it out of the great poet's arms.

　　 Just when his finger touched the bone book, something he didn't expect happened.

　　 The corpse of the great poet Tito instantly turned to ashes, and the ashes were blown up by an unknown wind.

　　 The flowers moved together, and all the cups of the sun released pollen toward the sky.

　　 A picture appeared in the sky.

　　 It was a mythical being with the face of a **** in a golden cloak. He held a female trilobite in his arms and lay in a galaxy-like vortex.

　　 Everyone raised their heads, including the leader who was kneeling on the ground.

　　 The leader knelt on the ground, raised his head and looked at the illusion on the heights.

　　 "It is the picture of the death of Polo, the messenger of the gods, and the queen of stars. Unexpectedly, the great poet Tito did not forget this scene until his death, and branded this picture in the cup of the sun."

　　 At this time, the nameless wind that raised ashes suddenly turned into the phantom of a great poet.

　　 There was an inexplicable voice in the air, sad and ethereal.

"what!"

　　 "It turned out to be my dream."

"woke up."

The shadow of the poet Tito followed the rotating galaxy, followed the envoy Polo and the Queen of Stars, and dissipated above the cup of the sun. lightnovelpub.net~ everyone was surprised by this shocking and beautiful scene. Speechless, the whole cave was silent.

　　 "Boom."

　　 With a loud noise, the cave collapsed.

　　 A huge wave came in, and the overwhelming sea swallowed everything and swallowed everything.

　　In the huge wave and whirlpool, the leader of the caravan grabbed the bone book.

　　 He turned his head anxiously and looked at another precious treasure.

　　 "The sacred boat."

　　 The leader of the caravan knows the meaning of the sacred boat. This is an item passed down from the god-given land, a unique treasure in the world.

　　 No one knows whether there are other secrets left on it, whether it still has power and effect that they don't know.

　　 But at this moment.

　　 He could only watch the sacred boat, a treasure from the kingdom of the gods, being washed away, watching the silver boat swept into the other side of the passage with the huge waves, and rushed into the depths of the sea.

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on the ground.

　　 The quiet town of Tito in the dark night was also awakened by the loud noise.

　　The sea water rushed out of the ground, turning into a stream of spring water and gushing up.

　　 The awakened townspeople and craftsmen rushed out and looked in the direction of the castle.

"what happened?"

　　 "What happened?"

　　 "Look!"

"fall down!"

"fall down!"

　　 The towering castle collapsed into ruins as the ground fell and rumbling loudly.

　　 It took the Tito family more than a hundred years and generations to expand and build, to have such a majestic castle as it is today.

　　 But it disappeared.

　　 But it only takes a moment.