The knight in the abyss

Chapter 788 The Messenger of Death

"No, there are no moving parts at all." Brutal put his hands on his waist, looked up at the stone statues that were almost twice his height, "On my dwarf's reputation, there is absolutely no mechanism inside these two stone statues, and Not stone golems or anything."

"Hmm..." Lancelot walked behind the dwarf, stroking the stubble on his chin, "These two scythes seem to be real ones... Can you pull them out?"

"I noticed it too, but no, I've tried it." Brutal shook his head, "There should be some kind of special structure in the palm of the stone statue, which can hold the handle of the weapon in the hand, it's a very common stonework Skill……"

"Is that so?" Lancelot scratched his head, looked at the vampire girl who was in a daze, "This is the temple of the former Lord of the Dead, can you see something?"

The undead blessed by Kelenvor looked at the stone gate, then at the stone statues on both sides, and suddenly said:

"In the name of the Lord of the Underworld who overlooks the passing of the dead, I command you to show up, Gravekeepers of the Reapers!"

There was a certain rhythm in her voice, but when she finished speaking, nothing seemed to change.Little Isa frowned, and was about to try something else. Suddenly, two translucent, smoky skull faces appeared in the stone statue, and said simultaneously in a slow, hollow voice:

"Who...awakened...the gravekeeper..."

"It's me." Little Isa stepped forward, "I have the mark of the Lord of the Dead on me, can't you see it?"

"...a strange imprint...but it does belong to the Lord of the Dead..."

The illusory skeleton reluctantly opened the mouth, and then flew forward away from the stone statue, revealing their figures wrapped in hoods and cloaks, floating in the air like ghosts, and the long-handled scythe that the dwarves couldn't pull out just now, Inexplicably, it appeared in their hands.

Seeing the blade shining with cold light, the human knight drew out the Frost Slash vigilantly, and the others also raised their weapons one after another, but little Isa still stood there without any fear, and was still controlled by the two terrifying men. The phantom circled around him.

"...Dear Fingerbone...we obey...give orders...please..."

"What's behind this stone door?" The little vampire asked calmly.

"...the sanctuary..."

"Open the stone door, we're going in."

"We can't do that...the right sacrifice has to be made...the door will open..."

"What is the correct sacrifice?"

"Fill the blood pool with blood..."

"Sacrificing the head on the altar..."

The two skeleton phantoms spoke at the same time, pointing their fingers at the two passage entrances on the side of the hall.Little Isa looked at the direction pointed by the phantom, then turned to look at Lancelot, and asked him in a low voice:
"Brother, what should I ask?"

"When the stone gate was opened the last three times, who was standing in front of it? How long has it been since?"

"...We will only wake up when we are called, and we cannot know the passage of time..." The skeleton phantom did not refuse to answer because it was Lancelot who asked the question, "As for who stood there when the door was opened... last time it was a group of old women... go up Last time it was Peyton Derek... and before that it was Peyton Derek...but he wasn't a lich then..."

"That's all?" Lancelot frowned, "What did Peyton come for the second time?"

"...don't know...if the sacrifice is right...we'll open the door...if not...we'll kill..."

"It seems that we can only find the answer by ourselves..." Lancelot shrugged. "This is blood, and this is a head, right?"

"…yes…"

"Very good. By the way, can you... uh, order the remaining undead creatures here not to attack us?"

"...No...they are cursed people...you can only keep fighting...until they are destroyed...they can be freed..."

"Okay." Lancelot nodded, "Thank you. I'll see you later."

"...Any more orders? Dear Fingerbone..."

"That's all... Ah, yes, there is one more thing." Little Isa puffed up her chest solemnly, "The Lord of the Dead is now named Kelemvor, and the official name of his messenger is the Last Crosser , please keep these in mind.”

"...as you wish..."

"Very good. In the name of the Lord of the Dead, you can step back."

After Little Isa finished speaking, the two skeleton phantoms flew backwards, and finally disappeared into the stone statue.The hall was quiet again, and the partners looked at little Isa with a new look, which made her feel embarrassed.

"Our group of people is not simple." Brutal sighed, "A priest of the God of Love, a disciple of the Raven Queen, a favored disciple of the Goddess of Magic, and now there is another messenger of the Lord of the Dead. Isn't it Is it just me and my father who have no power behind us?"

"Who said that, I don't have any."

"Can you call that the Lord Prince of Shuangqiao Town?"

"Tijana is not a god..."

"I think she is more reliable than a god, and she can help us when we can't beat Vesuvius..."

"Well, it seems reasonable for you to say that. But there is no one behind you..."

"Is there? Who?"

"I."

"..."

"What's the matter, don't you think it's not enough?"

"Damn it, you pretended to be..."

While talking and laughing, everyone has already walked into the passage on the side of the hall.The darkness surrounded them like a dense fog, suppressing the light from the Hammer of Disintegration within fifteen feet; from time to time, icy drops of water dripped from the ceiling, making strange loud noises on everyone's armor; There seems to be a shadow moving fast in the corner, but if you look carefully, there is nothing, which makes you wonder if it is your own imagination, or there is really something.

Lancelow didn't waste his time researching the reasons for these phenomena, because he knew very well that it was just to inject fear into the hearts of outsiders-it was in line with the taste of the former Grim Reaper.However, when the appetizers are over, it's time for the real main course.

After leaving the narrow and gloomy passage, everyone entered a rather spacious room again.The moment the last person in the team stepped in, the torch inserted on the wall suddenly ignited a blue flame by itself, illuminating the situation in the room.

"I X%#@!" Brutal subconsciously handed it over, "Damn it, what are these things? It scared me to death!"

"Torture chamber, obviously."

Lancelot replied in a gloomy tone, and glanced at the iron maiden, hand and foot shackles, saw racks and other torture tools in the room.The last victims of these instruments of torture still remained on them. Although the flesh and blood on their bodies had completely disappeared, everyone seemed to be able to see their distorted expressions before dying and hear their silent screams.

Suddenly, the heads of all the skeletons stood up, and they turned to where everyone was at the same time.

"Oh, it's as expected." Lancelot pulled out the Frost Slash in an instant, "Be careful, don't smash the skull, it will be used as a sacrifice later..."

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