The knight in the abyss

Chapter 802 Disturbing the Dead

Under normal circumstances, if you find the deepest hidden chamber in a huge mausoleum, you must go into it with extreme caution, beware of possible traps, strange curses, and dangerous guards, but if you have a real Obviously, that would be a completely different experience.

At the bottom of the stairs is a magnificent burial chamber with polished marble floors, expensive crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and huge golden candlesticks in the corners of the room, all of which are lit with eternal burning magic flame.And in the center of the room, there are four giant sarcophagi arranged neatly, each of which is as big as a double bed.Two of them were placed at a relatively high position, and the covers were tightly closed, but the top of the two lower ones seemed to have been blown off, and everyone could see the empty interior inside.

The surfaces of these sarcophagi are carved with complex patterns and patterns, and are decorated with a large number of precious gemstones, which shine brightly in everyone's eyes, especially the two guys who are shorter than others, the eyes of the two guys are shining faster Compared with the candlestick on the side.

"In the era of Melkor, powerful people would build this kind of gorgeous and extravagant tomb, hoping to please the Lord of the dead in exchange for preferential treatment in the next life." Kelemvor looked at the interior of the tomb with great interest. "This kind of sacrifice itself has no meaning to the gods, and in the end it just cheapens the tomb robbers, but Melkor enjoys this kind of awe mixed with fear, so much so that in many cultures, the building of grandiose tombs has been part of the tradition."

"Then... what do you think about it?" Lancelot asked cautiously, and at the same time gave Brutal a glare, making him restrain the hunger in his eyes a little.

"Senseless waste. Death itself is significant enough, and it's just to satisfy Melkor's vanity." Kelemvor shook his head, "Since I have promised to treat every soul fairly, then proceed This kind of 'bribe' is tantamount to a kind of humiliation to me. But I also know how difficult it is to change people's ideas, and it takes a lot of time and patience, but fortunately, as a god, I have neither."

"Your will will be fulfilled, my lord." Lancelot paused, and decided to ask cheekily, "What do you think about the wealth that... has been placed in the tomb?"

Kelemvor stared at the human knight for a few seconds, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Forgive my dullness, sir, I have almost forgotten my time as an adventurer. A basic principle is that you must respect the dead and not desecrate their earthly remains or disturb their enjoyment. Eternal sleep... Do you know what I mean?"

"Understood." Brutal quickly replied, "Don't touch the funeral objects in the coffin, right?"

"In most cases, yes, but not without exceptions if there are valid reasons."

"Like?"

"For example, in order to obtain a sacred weapon against evil, a key item to prevent a terrible disaster, or..." Kelemvor reached out and tapped lightly on the sarcophagus, "end the injustice suffered by some people .”

Accompanied by his knocking, the coffins began to make the sound of rocks rubbing against each other. Amidst the low roar, the tightly closed coffin covers began to move slowly, and three figures of corpses sat on them.Lancelot looked intently, and found two old figures, a man and a woman, appeared from the two taller coffins, and the third figure was a young woman not much older than little Isa.

Their bluish faces lacked the blood that belonged to the living, but they did not rot like ordinary dead, obviously due to the effect of magic.Lancelow also noticed that these people were wearing gorgeous royal dresses, but those dresses were nailed to their bodies by dozens of black nails, which made people feel creepy involuntarily.

"Who...woke us up...to give us a moment's respite from eternal torment?..." the old male corpse said with a voice like a blunt ax sawing wood, which sounded dry and sharp.

"The justice you have been praying for." Kelemvor put on the silver mask again at some point, "Look at me, you know who I am."

The three corpses stared blankly at the Lord of the Dead, and suddenly they all knelt on the ground, with muddy tears welling up in their eyes, and an unbearable howl from their mouths:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"You have been saved." With just a wave of his hand, Kelemvor made the other party stop crying, "But there are still thousands of souls in this country who are still suffering, and their suffering should also be ended, and That needs your help."

"What do you want us to do, master?" said the dead man in a suppressed voice, "Kill Peyton Derek, that traitor?"

"No!" The older female deceased said in horror, "Don't hurt Peyton, he was just impulsive..."

"You hopelessly stupid woman! He didn't even shake his hand when he plunged the dagger into your chest!" The male zombie roared angrily, "If you forget, I will remember it gently! He While pushing the dagger in, he asked: 'Master, does it hurt?', Gods, what kind of freak did you give me?!"

"It's obvious that you didn't like this child from the very beginning. You thought he wasn't handsome enough, he didn't have magical talent, and you said that you would rather pass the throne to your daughter's future husband than to him!"

"Which of what I said is not true? Even you agree that it is a better choice to give the throne to Amina..."

"Don't drag me in, I don't know anything about your arrangements." The younger female corpse said coldly, "Besides, Payton is obviously a lunatic, mother, no matter how much you love this son, you can't change this Otherwise, we would not have been sealed in that coffin and endured hundreds of years of terrible torture..."

"Cough cough!"

Finally, Lancelot couldn't bear it any longer. He cleared his throat vigorously, interrupting the quarrel that seemed to never come to fruition.

"Everyone, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lancelot, a mercenary, and I am currently trying to break the curse that permeates this land." The human knight saluted the dead, "If I understand Correct, you should be Peyton Derek's parents and sister, right?"

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