Chapter 754 "Help" (Double Period)
Lumian originally thought that the tomb warden, who had many hazel patches on his face, had been assimilated into the catacombs and became part of this special place, and would get closer and closer to the corpse over time, completely losing his breath of life and sleeping permanently in the erected rotten coffin.
Who knows, he will still be able to leave the huge tomb that leads to the "Samaritan Woman's Spring" with a burning white candle in his hand.
"Take turns guarding the entrance to the Samaritan Woman's Fountain, and the longer you stay there, the deeper you become eroded by the peculiarities of the catacombs, the less you look like living people, and in the end, you no longer need a lit white candle to protect yourself from being swallowed up by the catacombs? Once the rotation leaves, can it recover slowly?" Lumian watched the old tomb keeper as he walked up the steps step by step.
As the distance narrowed and the candlelight shone, several college students present also saw the appearance of the visitors clearly one after another.
They all know the standard costumes of the tomb warden, but this is the first time they have met a tomb warden who is so old that it feels rotten.
The face covered with hazel old age spots, the pure black to cold eyes, and the faint to almost non-existent aura made them involuntarily feel fear, and instinctively moved towards each other, wanting to draw warmth and courage from their companions.
Da, da, da, da, while the slight footsteps echoed, the old tomb caretaker stopped at the "entrance of the old ossuary".
He suddenly turned his body sideways and cast his warm-hearted gaze on Lumian.
"I have something to ask you." The tomb keeper's voice was hoarse and he said bluntly.
Looking for me? Do we know each other? Moreover, I came here to squat today, no one notified, it was completely driven by impulse, a temporary decision, why would you come to me? Lumian was stunned for a while.
The same is true for those college students.
They didn't expect this funny, scary class reunion to meet such a terrifying tomb warden.
Has he really explored the catacombs so many times that he has become friends with the administrators?
In doubt, Lumian stood up and followed the old tomb caretaker to the side of the "Entrance of the Old Ossuary".
He wanted to hear what was going on with this man and why he came to find him.
In the thick darkness, holding a short piece of white candle, the tomb manager, whose face was increasingly terrifying by the dim yellow firelight, said in an emotionless tone:
"There is a change in the corpse in the southwest corner of the fourth floor, you can deal with it."
"Me?" Lumian pointed at himself with his right hand, which was not holding the white candle.
What are you looking for for other tomb managers, official extraordinary people, what are you looking for me for?"
And it's the tone of ordering!
Do you see that my essence is an adventurer who collects money to do things, but I don't talk about what the reward is......
"Yes." The old tomb caretaker nodded lightly, "My spirit and body are close to decay, and I can no longer fight daily battles."
Lumian looked at the administrator suspiciously for a few moments, and asked tentatively:
"Do you know me?"
On the face of the old tomb administrator, deep wrinkles spread out layer by layer, forming a strange smile:
"You are our kind."
Similar ...... Lumian was in a daze and vaguely guessed.
"Let's deal with it now, the longer it drags on, the more troublesome it will be." The old tomb keeper turned around and returned to the "Entrance of the Old Ossuary".
I'm here to squat that Harrison on Easter Island, not to work for you...... Lumian muttered silently, with curiosity and confirmation, followed the tomb keeper who was more like a corpse than a living person, step by step down the stone stairs.
During this process, he smiled at the college students and waved his hand, frightening them so much that no one dared to respond.
When the backs of Lumian and the old administrator disappeared into the depths of the stone steps, only a little fire still remained, and several college students eased up and breathed a sigh of relief.
That guy is really familiar with the tomb keeper!
He definitely knows this place very well!
Are the rumors he just said true?
Recalling the abnormality in the dormitory described by Lumian and the consequences of extinguishing the candles, several college students shivered at the same time and withdrew the white candles in their hands towards their bodies.
Layer by layer, after passing François's tomb and the Scarlet Convent, Lumian followed the old caretaker and quickly arrived at the southwest corner of the fourth floor of the catacombs.
With the help of a third of the remaining white candles, Lumian saw a skeleton three or four meters high.
It was composed of multiple white bones belonging to different corpses, and the whole was humanoid, with seven or eight heads, while all the skulls were dark inside the eye sockets, and there was no flame burning of any color.
At this time, this huge skeleton was opening the doors of different tombs, taking out sharp bones from them and adding them to the bone greatsword in his hand.
The candlelight spread over, only illuminating the area a little, and darkness flowed there like flowing water, bringing indescribable coldness and horror.
Even if Lumian hadn't really approached yet, he couldn't help but feel fear and resistance, as if he was walking towards death step by step.
His blue eyes quickly turned iron black, reflecting the pale color of the mutated bones.
It was located deep in the chest, and it seemed that it had to be cut open through the layers of white bones on the outside to reach it.
"Did you see it? Get rid of it." The old tomb keeper said again in the tone of commanding his companions and subordinates.
"What is it capable of?" Lumian didn't mind providing some help, after all, he had just gotten a powerful item and wanted to use it, but he couldn't just go to fight recklessly, he had to understand the monster's situation first and plan for the battle.
The white candle in the old administrator's hand was only the last bit, and the dim yellow candle flame was tenaciously supported.
He shook his head and said:
"I don't know, but it is suppressed by the tomb and cannot show much specialness.
"When it's dark outside, it's not necessarily, you have to clean it up now."
Suppressed by the catacombs...... Lumian asked thoughtfully:
"There have been several similar mutations recently, are they frequent?"
"Normal, still once or twice a month." The old tomb keeper replied hoarsely.
Even if it is sealed as a whole, will there still be some abnormalities? This is similar to other areas of Underground Trier...... Lumian was about to ask some more questions when the huge, dirty and moldy alien skeleton seemed to spot them, turned abruptly, and raised the greatsword made of countless sharp bones.
The surface of the greatsword immediately burned with pale flames.
Kicking and kicking, the skeletons of seven or eight heads moved stiffly but quickly rushed towards Lumian and the tomb warden.
The darkness flowing around them surged over, bringing a cold that froze to the bone marrow and a horror that pointed directly at the soul.
Without hesitation, Lumian put his hand into the "Traveler's Bag" and held the "Sword of Courage".
A hot current quickly spread all over his body.
"What is there to be afraid of?
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Lumian pulled out the large iron-black straight sword and rushed towards the huge skeleton and the terrifying bone sword in its hand.
Then, he swung the "Sword of Courage" upwards.
The blazing white and blue flames suddenly ignited on the sword.
Bang!
The iron-black straight sword and the giant sword made of countless sharp bones collided in mid-air.
Lumian bent his knees and his feet sank into the dirt.
The power of the skeleton was so enormous, and the blazing and blue flames were entangled with the pale flames, annihilating each other.
Lumian was not afraid.
His eyes tightened his thighs with excitement, his knees straightened, and instead of retreating, he slashed an iron-black straight sword at the behemoth.
The sharp-bone giant sword responded with a posture like a large stone smashing down.
Boom!
The collision triggered a violent explosion, and the ferocious shockwave rolled up the blazing white and blue flames slapped on the surface of the huge bone's body, slapping it back two steps.
Lumian chased after him and slashed the "Sword of Courage".
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the clash of great swords again and again, a large number of bones on the bones fell off and were charred, and even the bone sword lost a full circle.
Finally, Lumian split its block, and a sword slashed into its chest.
Boom!
The blazing white and blue fire ball expanded there, penetrating the entire body.
The huge skeleton froze.
Wow, it collapsed as a whole, like a stacked castle of bricks being knocked down.
Lumian took back his iron-black straight sword, turned his body halfway, and smiled at the old tomb keeper:
"It's done."
As he spoke, he stuffed the "Sword of Courage" back into the "Traveler's Bag".
As soon as he completed this action, Lumian woke up:
That's it?
Although I had planned to rush up and fight head-on before holding the sword, I never thought of only going head-to-head attacks......
It's really a "sword of courage"......
Hearing Lumian's words, the old tomb keeper slowly approached with a white candle that was about to go out.
Lumian's thoughts were electric, relying on the help he had just provided, he pretended to ask inadvertently:
"Has anyone else been to Samaritan's Spring in recent months?"
That should be the place where the death force of the entire catacombs is strongest, and Harrison might be attracted there.
The old tomb keeper looked at Lumian in slow motion and said in a hoarse voice:
"Extinguish the candle."
What? Extinguish the candles? Do you want me to commit suicide? Lumian's first reaction was that the tomb keeper in front of him wanted to harm him.
If you don't carry a lit white candle here, it will be eerily erased and forgotten by everyone!
At this time, the candle in the tomb manager's hand burned to the end, and after swaying it for a while, it was completely extinguished.
Darkness rushed towards the old man, as if drowning him in a dead silence.
He is not gone.
At this moment, Lumian recalled a lot, including the fact that the tomb manager regarded himself as the same kind and his own speculation about it.
Before he could make up his last, crazy determination, the darkness around the tomb warden spread fiercely, enveloping him.
His white candle went out suddenly.
ps: Double the period to ask for a monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)