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Chapter 113 The Bridegroom and Pure White, the Stag and the Warrior

Watson took the cotton mask that Nello handed over. This mask seemed to have been dripped with some kind of liquid medicine. As soon as he put it on, he could immediately feel a slightly pungent breath pouring into his nose and nose.

But after taking a few breaths in a row, the nerves of the sense of smell seem to be able to get used to it quickly, and then you can smell the sweet and sour smell like fruit wine... In fact, it smells quite good.

The passage between the first basement and the second floor is a curved downward staircase located outside the pyramid.

Watson and the others walked down the steps paved with thick stone slabs, and after just turning a downward turn, they had already reached the outside of the second underground floor.

In the middle of the stone wall tilted over [-] degrees in front of it is also a door that has already been cracked. The thick stone door has opened a narrow gap that just allows people to pass sideways.

The door panels and door frames all showed a strange silver-white luster, and some images that looked like human bones seemed to be carved on them.Moreover, these skeletons all stood up and turned their backs to the door, as if they were walking towards the door.

Watson has been familiar with the history of Mithraism. He knows that in the teachings of Mithraism, it is Mithra God who created all things in the world, and everything in the universe including the soul is under his control... The god Mithra divided the entire universe into seven layers. If a mortal wants to obtain immortality and immortality, he must pass through seven portals—seven portals made of different materials representing different stars in the universe.

The first level is the Gate of Lead, that is, the Gate of Crows on the basement level they passed through just now, and it corresponds to Saturn.

And the second gate is the Tin Gate in front of you, that is, the Bridegroom's Gate, which corresponds to Venus.

However, Watson thought of the crow layer that seemed to be built in imitation of the Mansu woodland just now, and he couldn't help but think in his heart:
"According to the information disclosed by Little Victor, there is a gate in the Mansu Forest that can lead to the next area. Is it also somewhat similar to the characteristics of the White Gate he described?"

"Based on this inference, then the bridegroom's layer was also imitated by imitating the area behind the Pure White Gate? If this is the case, then I can use this to take a look at the appearance of other areas in Mansu."

"And judging from the relief on this door... Do these bones represent the souls of dead humans? Just like the invisible undead I met near the jagged boulders before?"

"According to the content of the relief painting, we can further infer... It seems that after the death of mortals, their souls will go to the next area of ​​Mansu through the Bridegroom Gate (Pure White Gate)?"

"Then if the pure white gate in Mansu is really like the bridegroom's gate described in front of me... Then the next time I dream of Mansu, don't I just need to follow the trail of those invisible undead, Is it logical to find the Gate of Pure White?"

"It's just that I was able to open the road to the woodland in the dream, but I actually relied on the guidance of the secret message of the moth, and I don't know to open the pure white door...whether some kind of secret power is needed as the key, or What kind of price do you need to pay... Just as the price of the Dreaming Grove is the abandonment of hair, the price of the Pure White Gate is the abandonment of bones and the need to pull out a tooth to pass through Dreamwalking smoothly?!"

Watson's mind was full of wild thoughts and wild thoughts. He desperately wanted to enter the door, witness the structure and layout of this floor, and then test his conjecture in the dream.

However, all the church members just stopped in front of the door and extinguished the lanterns and fireworks tacitly, and he followed suit.

Croweite leaned into his ear and reminded softly: "John, the next floor is very dangerous, you will follow me quietly later, put your hands on my shoulders, don't speak or breathe, let alone Look around, just keep silent... Don't walk around and look around, just follow us obediently!"

Watson hummed lightly to show his understanding, but in fact, the vision of the moth had given him the ability of night vision. Even in this dark underground, he could see things as clearly as day.

The seven-member reorganized team formed a straight line, with Nello at the front and Watson at the back, slowly passing through the groom's door and entering the second floor of the underground pyramid space.

As soon as he entered the door, Watson immediately felt a piercing chill, as if he had walked into an ice cave thousands of years ago, and there seemed to be countless thin needles made of ice piercing his skin. It seems that it wants to penetrate deeply into the bone marrow and completely freeze these trespassers here.

If Watson was not wearing a mask at this time, he believed that his breath could be condensed into an air arrow and ejected.

But at the same time, he also keenly noticed that in the seemingly deep darkness, the six church members in front of him did not breathe out during the process of advancing, and they obviously held their breath the whole way forward.
The top of the head is finally no longer pure darkness—in the ceiling as dark as the night sky, dotted with cobalt blue light like stars, which has not been extinguished for thousands of years.

These cobalt blue brilliance come from the crystals hanging from the ceiling, carved into the shape of some kind of plump fruit.

It's probably some kind of radioactive material.Thinking of this, Watson unconsciously associated the scene above his head with the cobalt blue light curtain he had witnessed in Mansu.

It seems that this underground pyramid space is really modeled after Mansu... I don't know, what does the area behind the Pure White Gate look like?
With this question in his mind, Watson kept his neck and shoulders motionless, but quietly shook his eyeballs, looking at the situation on this floor in a manner that Crowett could not detect at all.

I saw that in the huge groom's layer, there were a large group of horrible mummies standing densely packed with flesh and blood!
They should have been soldiers belonging to an ancient legion before they were alive. They were all wearing battle armor and holding sharp weapons. They lined up in a square formation, with their backs facing the entrance and facing the exit. Things that escaped from the lower levels.

Even if this ancient army has shriveled flesh and wrinkled skin, its dry skin like an old tree clings to its thorny bones, it can't conceal the iron and blood spirit left on them... This must be an elite army .

Moreover, the body surface and armor of these mummified soldiers are all covered with scars from swords and swords, and even some soldiers standing near the corridor between the entrance and the exit have circular bullet hole scars on their body surface, which can be seen faintly inside. Withered flesh and blood... Wisps of cold air are hovering around the edge of the wound, as if leaking from the inside of the mummy, and as if it is trying to repair these damaged bodies.

This scene can't help but remind Watson of the broken walking corpses sent by the Shining Blade Order. Could it be that all the mummified soldiers on this floor were refined into broken walking corpses after death? !
He finally comprehended the danger that Croweite said... Such a huge troop of broken corpses, although they don't know why they are sleeping here, but if they are awakened by accident... I'm afraid they will die. Everyone has to be buried here, and they will be buried in the ground with these mummy corpses!

He noticed that in the corner of the army formation of this shattered zombie army, there were still several mummy corpses in modern costumes. Their bodies were already severely broken, their faces were covered with gnawing marks, and there were large pieces of flesh and blood on the ground. Lost, exposing the dense white bones inside... Maybe they are the explorers who failed in the previous invasion.

Moreover, Watson also noticed that the bricks and stones of the wall on this floor were also engraved with marks of cutting with swords and swords, as well as scratches like scratches with ten fingers, with black blood remaining inside the scratches... This elite ancient Troops, could it be that they were forcibly detained here when they were still alive, and refined into broken corpses? !
Such a vicious ritual, such a terrifying power, is only the second level, so what kind of dangers will be hidden in the next five levels? !
Watson withdrew his gaze to prevent his inadvertent gaze from waking up the group of undead monsters who seemed to be sleeping, and followed Clovet's footsteps to leave the dangerous groom's layer.

The so-called groom's layer... Does it mean that all the creatures who died tragically here will be forcibly retained by this underground pyramid, and their bodies will be reduced to slaves of this place and forced grooms?
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As soon as he left the groom's floor, Watson immediately felt the warm temperature embrace him again. Although the temperature was still low, he finally didn't have to be in the extremely cold environment like the inside of the ice cellar.

After Clovette and the others left the groom's floor, they didn't stop. They walked silently and anxiously, and hurried away in a fast race-like posture, like a suspect who had just been released on parole and was eager to escape from prison.

Until they went deep along the stairs of the second and third floors, they gradually moved away from the bridegroom's floor, away from the terrifying group of broken walking corpses.

The team leader Nello said: "Okay, it's safe here, everyone now rest on the spot for 3 minutes, we will continue to go down later."

The other members, who had already been suffocating for a long time, blushed, were completely relieved when they heard this sentence, and let out a long breath.

Then he breathed heartily, inhaling the turbid air underground, and exhaling the carbon dioxide in his lungs.

"Phew - I finally came here. Every time I pass by there just now, I feel very uncomfortable." Croweite turned around and asked, "John, are you okay?"

Watson was already blue and white with cold, but he just shook his head slightly.

When everyone was resting, they also lit the lanterns in their hands again, and the yellowish light illuminated the spiral stone steps under their feet.

But Watson could feel that the depth and breadth of this spiral staircase was far greater than that of the previous one. Every time he fell down a circle, he could feel that the diameter of the staircase was gradually expanding... probably shifted outwards by a total of ten meters distance.This proves that the space on the third underground floor is getting wider and wider.

And the space inside the third floor is bound to be extremely high... Just because Watson silently counted the number of steps down, he must have sunk at least 20 meters before reaching the end of the steps.

And when he got all the way down to the bottom, he saw an extremely thick and tall city wall standing on the ground in front of him.

Under the light of the lantern lights, the smooth and flat walls flow through the thick bronze color like history.

Moreover, the wall does not seem to have any gaps between the bricks and stones, and it seems to be cast in one piece... But Watson guessed that this should be because after the wall was built, hot copper juice was poured on the outer layer, and after the copper juice cooled Nature will form such a shape.

but!However, there is no passageway that can be entered or exited on this bronze wall.

It's just that there is a lifelike huge deer head carved on the wall, and under the light of the re-ignited lantern, it presents a brilliant color like gold.

This deer head is extremely huge, ten meters high, with a half-broken horn and a complete horn, which adds up to a width of nearly 40 meters. If it weren't for the deer head's lower jaw, which had been completely broken and disappeared... the mouth of the deer head was as big as It was enough to swallow the greedy intruders of the Crossroads Hospital in one go.

Moreover, there are deep cracks all over the surface of this incomparably huge deer head, and the blood-red flesh marrow can be seen inside the broken horns that are sharp like blades... But it seems that this is not caused by the damage of the latecomers , it should be designed like this by the original builder.

"This is the Stag Gate? But what kind of deer is so huge? Is this an artistic exaggeration, or is it really a replica of the Mansudu Deer Gate?" Watson murmured in his heart , "It is said that only through the stag gate can the esoteric believers be truly promoted to become enlightened... What kind of secrets and powers are hidden behind this gate?"

At this time, Nellobacchus also approached, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Watson, this is the obstacle that has prevented us from continuing to explore this place... There should be a third door here, so that we can Enter the layer of warriors."

"However, as you can see, there are no doors, windows, gaps, etc. in front of you. The only thing you can get in and out of is this huge bronze deer head."

"I once consulted Mr. Winfreys about this matter. According to him, this should be a replica of some other mysterious door... This deer head is named Gribe, and it will ask any traveler who tries to enter the door. riddles, and only when Gribe is shown the correct answer will he willingly open the guarded door and let the traveler enter it."

"If you can't answer the corresponding riddle, even if you exert the influence of a high-level enlightenment, you will never be able to force the door to open."

Croweite explained next to Watson's ear: "Qi, is a kind of secret power similar to the principle of our heart, which is mostly used to open certain secret locks and organs."

Watson nodded slightly, "So that's how it sounds...it really doesn't sound easy. So what riddle did this huge deer head named Gribe ask before?"

"This is what has always made us feel embarrassed and puzzled." Nellobacchus approached Gribe's deer head, looked up at the other's only remaining palate, and the stomach that should have been opened as a door but disappeared at this moment.

"But I don't know if it's because it's too old, or if this imitation Gribe has been damaged by other people, so that it loses its function... But whether we roasted or smashed or insulted, it's always the same. Can't wake up Gribe, who seems to have fallen asleep, to speak out riddles."

　The words coded by mobile phone on the road may be a bit too rough, the author will optimize it tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)