Reborn Douluo Continent

Chapter 48 The Curse of the Tomb
On the way to the elf kingdom, Carlo suddenly had a thought, in fact, the elf princess is quite cute.Carlo also slowly stood beside the elf princess. When he saw the elf princess, he felt like he was about to stop breathing.Yin and yang attract each other, this is the standard of all things. Carlo heard countless prince and princess romances from his grandma when he was a child.White snowflakes fell down one after another, covering her hair, and pollen fell on her long eyelashes.When he saw the elf princess, he had already buried a thought in his heart, how happy it would be if he could marry such a beautiful elf woman as his wife in the future.

On the other hand, Carlo was also curious why he didn't come out to watch the fun.Carlo suddenly changed direction, the elf princess was startled, and quickly grabbed Carlo's arm.

Carlo didn't say anything, just walked forward, and the elf princess followed Carlo as if she had already received Carlo's promise.

They led the ponies one by one over the edge of the saucer, down the slope northward, into the sea of ​​mist.As they went deeper, the surrounding soul energy became wetter and colder.Everyone's hair was sticking to their foreheads, dripping water constantly.When they finally reached the bottom, it was so cold that they had to pull out their hooded capes and put them on.Not long after, even the cloak began to drip water from absorbing too much soul energy.

Finally, they mounted their horses, judged their direction by the ups and downs of the terrain, and began to move forward slowly.They tried to feel their way to the pass to the kingdom of the elves they had seen before.Once they got through the pass, they just had to go straight north, which would eventually lead to the road.

They were moving extremely slowly.In order to avoid getting lost in the fog, Carlo led the elf princess and a group of soul keepers forward.The valley seems to stretch forward endlessly, and it will never end.Suddenly Carlo saw a glimmer of hope.The mountains on both sides of the road began to break through the thick fog and rise slowly.He guessed that this should be the pass that he had longed for before, that is, the northern exit of Jihunyuan.As long as they walk out of this pass, they can rest in peace.

"Quick! Come with me!" Carlo shouted back, riding his horse forward.However, Carlo's full of hope disappeared in an instant.The black shadow in front of him gradually became clear, but it was not the exit that Carlo imagined.Two tall, slightly curved stone columns formed a dark doorway without a porch.

Carlo could not recall ever seeing anything like it from a height.Before he had time to search carefully, he had already passed these two stone pillars, and the boundless darkness began to engulf him.His mount couldn't help backing away, hissing in panic.Carlo became unsteady and fell off his horse.He then looked around, but couldn't find anyone else.

"Princess Elf," he yelled. "Elf friends! Come here! Why didn't you follow?"

There was no echo around.Carlo began to feel fear, and ran between the huge rocks, shouting frantically: "Princess Elf" pony ran into the mist and disappeared.It seemed to him from some distance that a cry of "Hey! Carol! Hello!"The voice came from the east, and he stood anxiously among the rocks, trying to figure out his direction.Once he was sure that the sound was from the left, he immediately ran up a very steep hill.

Carlo ran and shouted at the top of his voice.There was no response for a long time, and when the faint echo reappeared, it seemed to come from a higher and farther place. "Carol! Hello!" The faint voice floated through the fog.Suddenly, the shout of "Help! Help!" replaced the previous words, and the last protracted "Help!" ended abruptly and sternly.

Carlo immediately ran to the source of the scream with all his strength; however, the original faint light had disappeared, and the dark night surrounded him tightly, making it impossible to tell the direction at all.All he knew was that he kept climbing.

Finally, the terrain changed, and Carlo knew he was on some ridge or summit.He was so tired that he was sweating all over, but he felt a chill in his heart.It was pitch black all around.

"Where have you been?" he yelled helplessly.

No response.He listened for every slight sound.Only then did Carlo realize that the weather had become very cold, and a biting cold wind began to blow beside him.The weather has changed.The original dense soul energy was blown to pieces by the strong wind.The hot air exhaled from his mouth turned into white steam, and the surroundings were no longer so dark.

Carlo raised his head, and was surprised to find that sparse stars appeared between the tumbling soul energy and clouds.The strong wind blows across the grass and starts whistling.

He thought he heard a vague cry, and hurried in that direction.Following his footsteps, the fog began to gradually dissipate, and the stars all over the sky showed their faces.From the alignment of the constellations he judged that he was heading south; since he was now on top of a hummock he must have just climbed up from the north.The cold wind blew mercilessly from the east, and a huge black shadow suddenly appeared under the starry sky in the west.

It was a huge tomb.

"Where are you?" He shouted in anger and fear.

"Here!" A deep, cold voice answered, as if from underground. "I'm waiting for you!"

"No!" Carlo replied, but he didn't run away.His knees gave way and he knelt down.The surroundings are completely silent, and all sounds seem to be covered by some kind of power.Trembling all over, he raised his head, just in time to see a tall black figure quietly appearing against the starlight.The dark figure looked down at him.He thought he saw a pair of eyes with a faint light that seemed to come from afar in those cold eyes.Then, a pair of hands that were harder than steel and colder than frost grabbed him.A chill pierced his bones, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, his mind went blank for a moment, and he only remembered the boundless fear that filled his heart.Then he remembered that he was in a prison from which he could not escape: he was caught in the ancient tomb.

He was caught by the spirit of the ancient tomb and brought here.Carlo thought that he was probably already under the control of the magic power of the legendary weapon spirit, so he didn't dare to move.Although he had come to his senses, he was still lying on the cold floor with his hands folded in front of his chest.

(End of this chapter)