Silent Killing

Avoiding vortex on the sea all the way, Jean Baron finally landed on the island with his combat team and engineering team.

On the ocean in 1942, traces of the Empire fleet were almost everywhere.

With unprecedented advanced technology, people are exploring every corner of the world with interest.

People of this age are so curious, curious about everything they can see.

However, compared to ordinary fleets, with a marquis title and own Fiefdom and shops, Jean is definitely a rich man.

Therefore, he was more prepared than ordinary people when he carried out an activity called archeology, which is really a tomb robber.

Seventy-seven automatic machine guns eliminated by the military, Death God type two flamethrowers, triggered induction grenades, etc. With the technology called magic and now technology, the Imperial Ministry of Magic has all ordinary people also have For a great battle strength.

Marquis Jean wears Noble’s special blue armor, which provides more than ten tons of mechanical power, perfect anti-riot, anti-stab, and anti-radiation capabilities.

Moreover, including Jean, all members of the combat team are veterans who can take the blessing of ten, have the blessing of God (born alive) and more than ten years of fighting experience.

He even bought a seaplane.

There is also the final ace, the mage Nick, whom Marquis Jean invited from the Ministry of Magic.

Looking at the snow under his feet and the current season, Jean smiled with excitement on his face.

“Let’s go, guys.”

……

Although equipped with modern tools, on this island where weird weather changes at all times, the Jean entire group is still greatly hindered.

His face was frosty, and his eyes were full of wise mage Nick, who was standing on a huge ice sheet at this moment.

He reached out and patted the snowflakes on the ice sheet, looking at the bottomless ice layer in front of him. frowned: “Marquis, I don’t recommend you to go down, this ice layer makes me feel evil.”

Jean Marquis frowned. looked towards the black boy aside: “Babato, are you sure when you came last time. Do you see the ruins in it?”

“This is the underground passage, but when I last came here, not at all was frozen.”

Sighed, Marquis Jean said, “Guys, you all heard, let’s work.”

Flamethrowers, some magical (magic) materials that release high heat, it took Jean and his party one day and one night to finally dig out the ice layer in front of them. An underpass was so dark that they could not see the slightest shining underpass in front of them.

Barbados swallowed, looked at the passage in front of him, and suddenly said, “I … I don’t want to go down.”

A combatant also said, “Head, I have a bad hunch, where does this stuff lead?”

“Wherever we go, we have to go on,” said Marquis Jean.

“Be careful.” Master Nick took off his overcoat and revealed a brand new red combat suit. The six-pointed star on the chest of the combat suit is exactly the mark of the Ministry of Magic of the Empire, and he flung his hands. Two dark lances appeared. This newly developed magic gun can transform the magic element (psychic energy) inside the body into a stream of particles and spray it out, generating powerful destructive power.

It is precisely because of the withering of Central Plains Taoism. With great magical advantages, the Empire can fight the entire Central Plains on its own.

With the gun in his hand, Nick still felt bad: “I feel the power of darkness.”

The words of the mage cast a shadow over everyone’s hearts. The entire group moved towards the door of the passage slowly, and suddenly, one or five members of the battle team roared, and the 77-type automatic machine gun in their hands had been moved. towards Their companions swayed the storm of death.

Their eyes were red and hoarse, like the desperate wild beast.

da da da Da da!

“What?”

“Are you crazy?”

Nick raised his hands. A hot flame burst out of the barrel for a second. The six mad members have turned into a coke.

“What is going on?”

“They are crazy.” Nick shook the head: “This feeling is a bit like the mental power used by the Central Plains samurai.”

It is different from the central artist of martial artist. West continent The marial artist who possesses the blessing of God (innate breath), after knowing how to use the possession of God (the power of the mind), he pays more attention to the direction of self-protection and self-reinforcement.

The dead team member didn’t stop Jean Baron, the entire group walked in the dark aisle.

But the following traps made them less and less powerful.

An insect that sprays flames, a labyrinth room that keeps moving, a charged metal ground, a sudden flame whirlwind, and acid mist, freezing gas, and a puppet guard composed of stones, and even some team members have inexplicable fear, shock, and madness.

The whole ruin is like a strange death trap. After paying more than 20 casualties, they finally arrived in the hall of the Holy Sepulchre, and Jean’s mood became more and more irritable.

Martin Court Academecian is still alive because he has been guarded by the center.

He looked at the mural in the hall with a startled expression: “Here … this seems to be a tomb of Noble in the Western Wei Dynasty?”

“The tomb?” Marquis Jean was surprised. “Someone will build the tomb here? It looks like he has a lot of treasures to hide.”

“Let me see.” Martin Court Academecian walked down the mural. The more he looked, the more exaggerated his expression was. When he saw the last image, cry out in surprise: “Oh my God, this It’s incredible … “

The words did not fall, a huge palm dropping from the sky, directly smashing Martin Court Academecian into a ball of meat sauce.

“No!” Jean Baron stepped on the foot, and the mechanical power released by the battle armor made him rush to Martin like a cheetah, but he could only watch the other side be beaten to death.

“Damn!”

Looking at the big hand made of stone in front of me, he could not see any trace of the organ.

“what on earth is it?”

Nick’s expression was getting more and more dignified, and the whole hall seemed to be getting darker and darker. The thick darkness was like a wild beast that drank people’s eyes, narrowing everyone’s sight a little, and the flashlight in his hand could only shine less than two meters. distance.

I do n’t know when it will be dark, and it will become like a dense fog that cannot be seen through.

“Marquis, I have a bad feeling.” Nick: “We must leave here at once.”

“No, I paid such a high price that I absolutely couldn’t shrink back.” Jean Baron said, “Wait, I seem to have discovered a secret door.”

Looking at the passage that was obviously dug out by humans on the ground, Jean put out a breath: “Someone came here first?”

Everyone glanced at each other and continued to move towards the Underpass under Jean’s command.

After paying more than a dozen casualties, breaking through each and everyone’s institutions, walking through the study and treasure room, the mood of the people became worse and worse, and the inexplicable irritability, fear and fear filled the entire team.

But through the final passage, Jean and his party finally reached the deepest part of the holy grave, in front of the black crystal holy coffin.

“What’s this!” The crowd opened their mouths and looked at the huge coffin in front of them, their faces all showing a surprised expression.

Regardless of Nick’s obstruction, Gene rushed into the coffin, looking at the black sarcophagus in front of him, with an excited smile on his face.

“I feel better not to open him.” Nick’s eyes exude a fearful expression: “This coffin feels bad to me, very bad.”

“Please, it’s just a dead man. I paid you so much for tourism, not for sightseeing.” Jean’s eyes didn’t know when it was red. “Guys, open it for me and let us see See what’s inside. “