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Chapter 385 Still unfinished

"On the mountain of kindness?"

Mary Morstan learned the good news about the entrance to the Tomb of the Shadowless Kings, but she did not show much joy.

Although she signed a cursed contract with Mr. Watson, the contract stated that John Watson must do his best to help Mary Morstan enter the tomb of the Shadowless Kings, and also need to protect her from returning to London intact, and the corresponding reward It is a new villa and a series of esoteric resources to help.

The cursed contract is a treasure given by the mentor.

Legend has it that this series of curse contracts was also used when Mephisto and Faust signed a bet.

Those who violate the terms of the contract will be entangled by the greedy and ruthless soul-drying curse, until the soul completely withers and dries up, and becomes a walking corpse in a state of insanity.

Only the power of Si Chenwei, the supreme heart who has surpassed the limits of what the world can bear and makes even the earth tremble and go mad, can possibly dispel the terrible soul-drying curse.

Mary Morstan, who had entered into such a firm contract, should have had absolute confidence in Mr. Watson.

However, the information about the Tomb of the Shadowless Kings, which had not been made in advance, suddenly appeared in front of the female dancer, and the time and place were even specified.

This information came so unexpectedly that Mary Morstan couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Mr. Watson, are you really sure that the tombs of the Shadowless Kings are hidden on the Good Heart Mountain?"

"And specifically at dawn is the best time to enter?"

"Are you sure the source of this information is true and reliable?"

"It's not that I doubt your ability, Mr. Watson... It's just that we haven't found any useful clues during this period of time, and the only tombkeeper stronghold we found was just a trap on the surface."

"Now Mr. Watson, you suddenly told me that I have found the entrance to the Tomb of the Shadowless Kings. This makes it difficult for me to doubt the authenticity of this information, or..." Mary Morstan tilted her head and looked at the man in front of her who was slowly putting on clothes. Young man, "Actually, Mr. Watson, you have been conducting secret investigations without telling me?"

"Of course." Watson put on his thin clothes again and put the suitcase on his shoulders.

"Isn't it my job to investigate the entrance to the Tomb of the Shadowless Kings?"

"With all due respect, Miss Mary, you are not suitable for participating in investigation work. Your abilities can be used in other more suitable places... Therefore, I did not inform you of the investigation work during this period."

"But please believe in the results of my investigation... The entrance to the Tomb of the Shadowless Kings is indeed hidden on Shanxin Mountain. This is the information I stole from the head of the secret master of the tomb guard."

"Ms. Mary must have noticed the turmoil in Shiraz today. You must be wondering why the tomb guards, who have always been law-abiding, suddenly chose to start a riot today? Obviously there have been more and better things in the past thirty years. Opportunity, but they chose the right time for us to arrive?”

"Today's riots are naturally related to us... The secret master of the tomb guardian is the golden lion left by the golden general in the world. The mission of guarding the royal tomb is deeply engraved in its mind. This mission forces this golden lion to By restraining its sharp claws and teeth, even when the Shadowless Empire collapsed two thousand years ago, the lion could only guard the edge of the royal tomb and could not participate in the battle to destroy the Shadowless Empire."

"For the past two thousand years, it has been forced to guard the tombs of the Shadowless Kings. It yearns for the outside world. It has long had rebellious thoughts in its mind, trying to get rid of the prohibitions left by the Golden General."

"And I, under the pretext of abandoning the general's forbidden laws on his behalf, stole the information about the tombs of the shadowless kings from the head of the secret master of the tomb-keeper."

"After all, who else knows the location of the tombs of the Shadowless Kings better than the golden war lion that has guarded the royal tombs for two thousand years?"

"Now that the lion has regained its freedom, it can't wait to rebuild the glory of the Shadowless Empire. It is using nearby British soldiers to resharpen its claws and fangs."

As soon as Watson finished speaking, the night sky in the distance echoed with a deafening roar, and a pillar of fire as blazing as a sword rose into the sky, even the starry night sky was painted with a scarlet blood light.

"It is immersed in the joy of breaking free from the cage and going on a killing spree. Now is a rare opportunity for us."

"Only when the lions are away from their dens to hunt, can we have the opportunity to sneak into the secret place where the bones of the kings are buried." "Miss Mary, you may still be hesitant, but the opportunity will not stay there waiting for us... When the lion released the anger that had been suppressed for two thousand years, he came back to his senses and found that the memory at the entrance to the royal tomb had been stolen."

"When we want to enter the tombs of the Shadowless Kings, we will have to face a fierce golden war lion cast by the Golden General himself!"

Mary Morstan listened quietly to Mr. Watson's explanation the whole time. At the same time, she kept paying close attention to the movement of the moth in her skull, and she was always paying attention to the heartbeat of the person in front of her.

When the moth inside the skull fluttered its wings slightly and responded with no abnormal answer, and Mr. Watson's heartbeat in the heart's vision remained as steady as before - it seemed that what he was telling the truth was completely undetectable, and there was no hint of fraud.

Mary Morstan nodded slightly and smiled: "Yes! Of course I believe you, Mr. Watson!"

She picked up her petite handbag, picked up the hem of her skirt and took the boy's arm, turning her head and looking back with a bright and charming smile.

"Let's go."

"It's time to play the dance of destiny."

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Dai Qisi is the ancient war lion who has been trapped in the forbidden law of guarding the mausoleum for two thousand years.

She was once the rarest female mad lion warrior in the Shadowless Empire, and one of the last batch of golden war lions cast by the general before his ascension.

The most blazing and boiling lava blood flows in her veins, and the muscles and bones contain the most mature lion-casting technology - the general has not personally cast a war lion for a long time since his ascension.

The war lion finally forged by Dai Qisi and this group of generals is the most top-notch lion weapon in the hidden world today!

At this moment, this golden lion, which had suppressed the arrogance and ferocity in its heart for two thousand years, was standing in the ruins of the British military camp, feeling the howls and screams lingering in the wind.

After destroying the British military camp around Shiraz with one blow, Daisy turned her head and looked at the seemingly dark wilderness in the distance.

The lion's eyes, shining with molten gold, shrank slightly, and his gaze immediately penetrated the dark night, and could see the group of British troops fifty miles away who rushed to support them after receiving the order from Shiraz's friendly forces for help.

Hundreds of fully armed soldiers wearing funny lobster-like military uniforms formed a team, surrounded the mobile heavy artillery in the center of the queue and rushed towards Shiraz, but at this moment they all stopped and looked up at the night sky in stunned silence.

They were all shocked by the terrifying pillar of fire that flashed straight into the sky in the distance, the pillar of fire that soared into the sky like a huge sword condensed by flames.

Hundreds of soldiers, without exception, chanted the name of God in their hearts.

Asking God to soothe the fear and panic in my heart, and at the same time asking the omniscient God - what kind of weapon can cause such a terrible scene? ! ! !

Only the sergeant on the war horse had a solemn look on his face, and he quietly pulled the reins and retreated to the rear.

A hint of a sinister smile appeared on the bronze lion's face.

Dai Qisi spat out the stunned mortal head in her mouth and suddenly flew up with all four feet on the ground.

The beast's shadow of scarlet flames galloped across the desolate land, and the pale moonlight seemed unable to catch up with her footsteps. It could only reflect the burning lion's footprints on the desolate land.

Each of the flaming lion's footprints was larger than normal, big enough to accommodate an adult curled up and hiding in it - if one could withstand the burning redness like hot iron sand.

(End of this chapter)