Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

The speaker is a girl dressed in a samurai style, no less exposed than the naked king of Uruk. She wears the makeup of an ancient Japanese concubine, holds a samurai sword, and looks heroic.

Behind her was a samurai with a bitter face, wearing a normal brown armor and wearing a long Japanese skirt, like an ascetic.

Ushiwakamaru and her attendant Musashibo Benkei.

This was the first time Hall saw it.

Since Ushiwakamaru appeared here, it basically meant that it was impossible for Ba Yuqian to appear.

Say hello to each other, and sit at the same table after the introduction.

Merlin was the first to liven up the atmosphere, and raised his glass heartily: "Then, for this adventure that should never have happened, heroes of different eras and countries, here is a toast to Uruk!"

"cheers!"

Everyone agreed, and even Dr. Roman on the projection raised his cup of coffee.

After breakfast, each said goodbye.

Ushiwakamaru left with Benkei: "I still have the task of training soldiers today, so I'll take my leave first."

Joan of Arc reported to Olga Marie: "Master, I still have a commission to help the citizens harvest wheat this morning."

Olga Marie nodded and said, "Don't forget to meet at the west street at two o'clock in the afternoon. It is the king of Uruk's commission to explore the underground palace."

"clear."

Underground palace?

Hearing this familiar vocabulary, Hall's mind moved slightly and asked: "Underground palace? What happened underground in Uruk?"

"Someone has witnessed a suspicious figure, and a guard from the underground palace has disappeared recently."

Hall kindly reminded: "Be careful, this is the Age of Gods, nothing should be surprising."

"Don't underestimate me too much."

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From morning to evening, Hall plunged into solving various problems faced by the city of Uruk, basically tasks that ordinary people could not solve.

In order to fight against the Alliance of the Three Goddesses, Uruk City is like an engine. Any problem with any part may cause the entire engine to stop. At that time, the Three Goddesses will not give Uruk City a second chance to start.

Human civilization has been reversed, and Uruk has not yet collapsed thanks to the leadership of King Gilgamesh, and many problems will inevitably remain.

Food distribution, restrictions on the power of witches, religious beliefs, soldier mobilization, etc., and these problems often trigger chain reactions.

"What Uruk City Investigator is a high-level wage earner." Hall sighed and returned to the dormitory, his back ached, and the magic power in his body was drained.

He fell on the bed and rested, not planning to go to the Sea of ​​Life this time to speed up the erosion of Tiamat's spiritual base.

His vision was covered with darkness, his consciousness sank into emptiness, and he suddenly realized for a moment.

"Your Excellency Hall!"

Hall suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and turned around to see the head priest Siduri standing in front of the door. The oil lamp reflected the worry on her face, as if something important had happened.

The buildings in Uruk don't have doors, and this dormitory room is where Hall's own magic replaced the door.

After unlocking the magic door, Hall went out and asked, "Priest Priest Siduri, you are still looking for me at this hour, what happened?"

Could it be that there is something wrong with the north wall?

Siduri shook her head and said, "Yes, it's time for the curfew, but Olga Marie and Lord Joan of Arc haven't come back here."

"Any questions?"

"The king doesn't advocate overwork. If you can't complete the commission today, it will be postponed until tomorrow. Besides, Your Excellency Olga Marie has accepted a commission that I care about."

Hall understood: "You mean exploring the underground palace."

"Yes, Uruk's underground palace has a long history. It is unknown who built it and what its purpose is. Even experienced explorers dare not go deep into the interior. According to the guard's report, Her Excellency Olga Marie After entering, it has not come out by the time limit of six o'clock, so it can be judged as missing."

"What about the rest?"

"We have already discussed on the first floor whether we should enter the underground palace together to rescue Lord Olga Marie."

"Let them not act rashly. I will go to explore alone. If I don't come back, there is no need for people to go in."

"If you are alone..."

"What I can't solve, even King Gilgamesh can't solve."

With these words, Hall quickly walked to the balcony on the second floor and directly summoned the wind elemental spirit to lift his body and fly to the entrance of the underground palace.

It took only 20 seconds to arrive at the destination. The moment he landed, he was alerted by the soldiers at the entrance of the underground palace. He raised his weapon and asked, "Who are you!"

"Ordinary people are not allowed to enter here!"

"Wait! That's Your Excellency the Investigator." A soldier recognized Hall's identity and called his companions to put away their weapons.

The work of the past few days was not in vain, at least it left a deep impression on the soldiers and citizens of Uruk.

Hall sighed, saving the effort of showing his identity certificate, and came to the entrance of the underground palace to ask: "I am here to investigate today's missing persons incident. Do you have any clues that you can provide?"

The soldier quickly said: "Sorry, everything that needs to be said has been reported to Lady Siduli. Do you need me to repeat it again?"

"Master Investigator, do you want to go in? I will prepare a torch for you."

"No need, you stay here, pay attention to the movement, and retreat immediately if you find something abnormal."

When Hall entered the underground palace, the magic eye pierced through the darkness, and what he saw was a spacious and towering passage, similar in style to Uruk architecture, dilapidated and desolate.

At the entrance, although I couldn't feel any breath, I felt inexplicably heavy.

This feeling Hall once experienced in one place, that is the shrine of the Angel of Death (the first Hassan).

Because of the accumulation of death, because of the presence of death, the place overflows with death.

Going deeper along the passage, the temperature felt in the body suddenly dropped, a strange white mist filled the darkness, and the cries of mice could be heard.

They peered at the strange intruder from the dark slits, and their eyes gradually turned scarlet.

"Chichi~chikijiji~~"

The shouts were louder and more numerous, as if forming a surge, they poured out from all directions and swarmed towards Hall.

"Noisy."

Hall stretched out his fingers to draw the original rune, and the runes were like fire, suddenly releasing infinite flames and rolling them in all directions.

bang~

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of mice were roasted into charcoal by the flames. Under the continuous high temperature, there were not even ashes left, and the surrounding walls were roasted deep red.

"These mice are obviously being manipulated by some kind of existence."

Hall's mood sank. He didn't expect Uruk to hide such a number one person. Joan of Arc is a first-class follower, and Olga Marie, whose soul is materialized, is not weak.

"No, Uruk in the plot is the anomaly. It seems to be a collection of the great and positive sides of human beings."

"Light and shadow coexist, good and evil face each other. It must have been half a year before Chaldea came to Uruk. In addition to fighting against the external threats of the three goddesses, King Gilgamesh was also clearing away the darkness within the city of Uruk."

Hall continued to go deep into the palace, and at some point even the rat's cries could no longer be heard.

When they came to a spacious hall, several people hugged a thick stone pillar and dumped it on the ground randomly. Hall's magic eyes were flooded and looked behind the stone pillar.

"Wow wow wow~"

The cry gradually became louder and harsher, and it belonged to a baby's cry.

A baby with a translucent body crawled out from behind the stone pillar.

Before it could do anything, Hall's demonic eyes focused, and the spirit-turned-baby was instantly petrified, and then disappeared into ashes.

"The curse arranged in the form of sacrifice can be regarded as the primitive magic of the Uruk era."

"It's a group of priests, but not the priests of Ishtar."

Hall frowned, vaguely coming to a conclusion in his heart.

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Deeper in the palace, dozens of men in black robes presided over a sacrifice.

The sacrificial circle was painted with human blood on the ground. The center of the sacrificial circle is a huge coffin. The myths and stories of Uruk are engraved on the wall. If you look closely, you will find that they are basically related to the underworld.

A man in black robes hurried in and reported: "Master Priest, there is another intruder."

"Really, then bring him here. All the conditions have been met, and there is only one last step left. The blood is not enough, and more deaths are needed!"

"This...the curse trap has been activated but has not stopped the intruder."

Another man in black hurriedly reported: "Master Priest, the intruder has been identified, and he is the investigator of Uruk City."

"Investigator!?"

"It's that nasty investigator!"

"kill him!"

"He's the one who ruined our plan!"

"It is he who got rid of the god of death we finally created!"

Chapter 375 Sacrifice

I don't know when, I don't know where.

Olga Marie woke up from a deep sleep, her body felt sore like never before, it was extremely difficult to even move a finger, her consciousness gradually became clear, but what she saw when she opened her eyes was a pitch-black space with no sound to be heard. You can only feel your body leaning against the cold contact surface.

what happened?where is this

Olga Marie groaned, and retrieved the last memory before she woke up. She should have expelled the undead in the underground palace of Uruk. Everything was going well, until she suddenly felt a rapid body movement during a battle to eliminate the undead. Weakened, the magic power was lost, and the last picture that the eyes saw was that Joan fell to the ground.

Could it be that he is already dead?

Olga Marie was startled, touched her body, and felt it, but couldn't move.

She sensed that she was trapped in a dark and cramped space.

Olga Marie hastily tried to push down the front, but she still remained motionless after exhausting all her strength.

"In this case!"

Olga Marie recited the incantation silently, her mind synchronously hinted at herself, but she couldn't mobilize any magic power in her body when she cast magic.

"How come, magic can't be used!"

Olga Marie froze, and quickly touched her right wrist. The device that communicated with Chaldea was still there, but it couldn't be activated no matter how much she fiddled with it.

I can't feel the contract connection with the servant Joan of Arc either.

Olga Marie, who finally understood her situation, slapped the surrounding walls in a panic, and shouted in a panic, "Is anyone there?"

"Jane?"

"are you there?"

After shouting for a few minutes, Olga Marie's heart sank gradually, and she gradually panicked because of the small space and darkness.

Trapped in a small space, even a small crack cannot be found, and the materialized body of the soul is fixed by some kind of magic, unable to mobilize the magic power.

A desperate situation.

What if you can't breathe air?What if the wall suddenly presses down?Do you want to wait here to die?

"No! There must be a way to escape!"

Olga Marie thought wildly and became impatient.

Dark and small spaces can evoke primal fears in the human spirit, especially when no sound can be heard.

Similar conditions have become a method of torture for the human spirit, often used in modern prisons, and even the strongest-willed prisoners cannot last more than a few days.

What's more, Olga Marie was still lying completely immobile, in a small space similar to a coffin, and couldn't even perform such simple movements as turning over. The only sound that could be heard was her own rapid breathing.

"Calm down, you must be calm!"

Olga Marie did the only thing she could do in such an environment, counting the seconds in her heart and counting the elapsed time.

But less than an hour later, Olga Marie stopped counting. This behavior was like a countdown to life. The longer the time went, the stronger the sense of despair she felt.

"Can someone help me..."

Olga Marie was unable to slap the wall, venting her panic.