Versatile Mage: Undying Fire

Chapter 120 Mausoleum
After sacrificing some lives, Lin Ran, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo and Fang Gu entered the Evil Abyss together. The deeper they went into the abyss, the more the cold wind around them became like a huge vortex of heaven and earth, even shrouding the entire area in chaos. Even the army of undead disappeared, as if they had stepped into another world.

Sha Yuan will start a space drift before dawn, so now they only have less than one night, so no one dares to delay at all.

Before coming, they originally thought that since they had such a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, they would not even frown no matter how difficult and dangerous the situation was. But when they arrived at the mouth of the Abyss and looked down, they felt their hearts jump out in an instant, their internal organs seemed to be knotted and their whole bodies were cramping.

If you are a person with trypophobia, you might be scared to death by this scene... It is really appropriate to describe this place as a furnace of hell. This is the most extreme evil spirits, demons, and monsters in the world, piled up like a garbage incinerator, forming a sea and a mountain!
The howling, roaring, screaming, and crying of tens of thousands of undead souls mixed together; these sounds pierced straight into the soul, and it felt like the pain had crawled all over the body!
Although Su Xiaoluo and Fang Gu were both from Weiju Village and were used to seeing the dead, they turned pale after seeing such a hell on earth.

If the bottom of this evil abyss is really the imperial tomb of their ancestors, then what kind of sin did he commit to create such an abyss of evil? !
"Fang Gu, you are older, you go first..." Mo Fan said. Fang Gu came here to atone his sins, so Mo Fan spoke bluntly.

"I'm very panicked now." Fang Gu said.

Fang Gu felt that it was useless to close his eyes, the fear was still invading him.

“Let me go first.” Seeing that Fang Gu and Mo Fan were not very determined, Zhang Xiaohou finally decided to step forward. After getting rid of the forgetfulness bug in his body, he felt much more relaxed now.

He had seen Sha Yuan once before, so his ability to accept it was a little stronger than others.

Just when Zhang Xiaohou was about to jump, Su Xiaoluo spoke up. She came for Zhang Xiaohou.

"How about, let's go together?" Su Xiaoluo put forward a relatively reasonable suggestion.

"Row."

……

Then several people jumped down together.

There are tens of thousands of ghosts flying in the Evil Abyss. They are lingering around the Evil Abyss. The cold wind is emanating from them. Each ghost can create a cold wind as strong as a storm. So when tens of thousands of ghosts gather in a deep mouth, one can imagine what will happen to any living creature that falls into it.

Resentment invaded the minds of several people. These resentments were transmitted to their brains and memories... It felt like their brains had been occupied by resentment, as if there were hundreds of resentful ghosts whispering, crying, or roaring in their ears, and they were all telling their own stories.

After listening to it for the first time, you may feel pity for these ghosts, but gradually you will find that they are dragging you into the abyss.

“Feel my pain!!!”

"Come and feel my pain too!!!"

"I have been here for a long, long time and have a lot to say. Are you willing to listen... Oh, you don't want to listen? You don't even want to listen!! You don't even want to listen!!! Do you know how much pain I am in!!!"

During the process of falling, several people felt that they had entered a messy dream. In the dream, they kept experiencing the past of these evil spirits. Each past event was enough to make their hearts full of holes, making them want to bite their tongues and commit suicide immediately!

Each dream is very long, and there are tens of thousands of ghosts here, each of which can pass on its own pain to you, and even make you hang yourself countless times, drown countless times, be tortured to death countless times, and be buried alive in a coffin countless times in your dreams...

Several people now feel that they are no longer themselves. Their past is gradually being covered by the resentment of these ghosts. Their memories are being eaten away by ghosts. It is like breaking into a movie clip of infinite tragedy and horror...

The evil abyss is not deep, what is deep is the ghost resentment, it is just like a bottomless pit of pain!!!
"What are you afraid of? You are their king." A woman in a white dress appeared.

"king?"

"Yes, you were born a king. No matter what you do, you will become a king. But now is not the time... A false king will be born. Its existence is to divert attention. The queen will also appear soon... You have already met each other, the sea and the land, the dead and the living... Everything is destined~."

……

I don’t know how long I have been reincarnated, I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed, and I don’t know how much of my personal experiences and memories in my twenties are still left. After opening my eyes, it took a while for the things that belonged to me to come back, but the fatigue from the reincarnation made everyone sit there in a daze for a long time.

A dream...

It was an extremely long dream, and I can’t quite remember the content of it.

Lin Ran opened his eyes.

At this time, other people also gradually woke up.

Mo Fan got up from the side and began to look around.

Mo Fan was certain that this Sha Yuan was an overlapping space.

This first layer of space should be the abyss where ghosts and evil spirits fly like clouds and corpses pile up like mountains. If a living creature falls into it, it will probably be torn into pieces and become a part of it. Even the Lord of the Underworld may not be able to survive in this terrible abyss, where resentful ghosts and bloody corpses pile up one after another...

And under this evil abyss of ghosts, there is another space.

This space is also very large, so large that it feels like falling into another world.

Mo Fan was confused when he first looked around, but after thinking carefully for a while, he felt that this place was a bit like the dimensional plane he entered when he used the dimensional summoning.

Of course, this place is not as vast as the dimensional plane. The overall gray land is more like a flat-topped mountain. Looking around, there is dark sky in all directions.

"There is a white palace in front. This is probably where we are going to find the imperial tomb." At this time, Su Xiaoluo pointed to a place not far ahead and said.

Several people looked over immediately. The white palace was extremely eye-catching. It was made entirely of white jade, and it was smooth enough to reflect the sky in it.

Originally, the white tomb would appear noble, holy and quiet, but this kind of white is a bit like the eerie white used in funerals. It is full of weirdness, and even the smoothness of jade cannot remove the smell of death.

"What...is this place???" Zhang Xiaohou's voice came out.

Lin Ran and Mo Fan were both so absorbed in the coldness of the white tomb that they didn't notice that Zhang Xiaohou had also woken up from his chaotic nightmare. From his confused eyes, it was clear that he had also experienced a long cycle of pain.

“This ancient king’s understanding of space is truly extraordinary. I’ve been into the Three-Step Pagoda before, and I know that a seemingly small area can actually hide a very large space, but that’s just space compression. But he has created a new world directly in an abyss of constant spatial drift. This is truly unprecedented and will never be repeated!” While Mo Fan was thankful that he was still alive, he was also impressed by the ancient king’s ultimate use of space magic!
The ancient king placed his tomb here. His wisdom and strength made the magic civilization of more than two thousand years later pale in comparison.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohou also saw the white tomb palace and couldn't help but gasp!

The tomb of the ancient king!
Under the Shayuan is actually the tomb of the ancient king!!!
The one living inside is the King of Dharma who is known as the most talented and strategic King in the past five thousand years!

At the same time, he was dressed in gray and white, wearing a plain shirt, and let the rain fall and wet his hair.

The mysterious gray-white man just stood at a place on the city wall, his eyes looking at the retreating mages, but he knew better than anyone that it was easy to fight their way out, but very few could actually return, and even super-class mages might perish in the sea of ​​corpses.

It was pitch black, and the light of magic seemed dim, and could be swallowed up by the vast corpse aura at any time. At this time, he had already seen the military magician team sinking into a sea of ​​skeletons and corpses, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer.

What is certain is that the team without any magic light shining was completely wiped out. Looking at the battlefield of the Mountain Corpse again, the mysterious gray-white man saw a certain super-class being killed by the Mountain Corpse, but he was not sure who it was.

The brutality and strength of the mountain corpses exceeded everyone's expectations. Even if they wanted to evacuate now, there was no hope at all, as half of them were about to be killed or injured.

"Do you want to go out and provide support?" An association member who stayed behind suddenly spoke up.

The mysterious gray-white man shook his head. If he went out to provide support, the city would not be able to defend until dawn.

The night had become completely dark, and the glow of magic in the darkness was becoming smaller and smaller. No message could be conveyed anymore, and all that was left was to stare at the endless darkness and silently count down to destruction.

"It seems to be Zuo Feng!" someone suddenly shouted.

The mysterious gray-white man looked down and found two high-level mages trapped in a group of skeletons. They were very far from the inner city wall barrier...

There was a man in leather clothes next to Zuo Feng. The two of them joined forces and broke through the pile of skeletons and quickly jumped into the inner city.

"How is it???" the mysterious gray-white man asked hurriedly.

"We have successfully escorted them to the Evil Abyss, but the wind there is too strong for us to follow. However, they have already jumped into the Evil Abyss." Zuo Feng said.

"That is to say, you don't know whether they are still alive now?" The mysterious white man frowned.

"Yeah." Zuo Feng nodded.

There is no news at all, and that is what is most disturbing.

"Sir, a man who claims to be the chief of Weiju Village has come to see you. He said that he seems to be able to see the imperial tomb." A royal guard mage hurried over to report.

"What? You saw the emperor's tomb? What do you mean? Where is he?"

"In the bell tower!"

The mysterious gray-white man glanced at Zuo Feng and the demon man. Just as the three of them were about to set off for the bell tower, they saw a super-class wizard returning to the inner city wall.

When the demon man saw this person, he was overjoyed for a moment and immediately went to greet him.

"Boss, where is your big guy?" The demon man glanced at the pale Du Xiao and asked in confusion.

Du Xiao did not answer, his expression somewhat gloomy.

The demon man knew the answer when he saw Du Xiao's expression, and the words on his lips stopped abruptly.

The blue giant beast was actually dead. It was the summoned beast that Du Xiao had accompanied for many years...

"Are you okay?" the demon man changed his tone and asked.

"It's okay, only the soul has suffered some trauma." The hunting king Du Xiao replied.

The contracted beast is connected to the soul of the summoning wizard. Once the contracted beast dies, it is equivalent to a heavy blow to the wizard's soul. No wonder the hunting king Du Xiao's face is pale now.

"Hunter King, please come with us to the bell tower. Xie Sang, the village chief of Hua Village, seems to have insight into things related to the imperial mausoleum and is waiting there..." said the mysterious gray-white man.

"I'll wait here for the president and others. You guys go over first." Du Xiao said.

"Alright."

……

……

Above everyone's heads was a dark cloud of piled up corpses.

"The demons and monsters in the hell furnace are right above our heads." Fang Gu stated this fact at this time.

This is a complex issue involving space. In short, the clouds in this world where we live are the corpses and ghosts in the Abyss. Similarly, the entire sky they see is the mouth of the furnace!
What was even more terrifying was that from time to time, a large cloud of corpses would fall from the sky, like a sudden rainstorm covering only a small area...

This is a real rain of corpses!
"The tomb palace is right in front, shall we go in directly?" Su Xiaoluo asked.

The land in front rose up, forming a stone staircase similar to the mountain road of an ancient castle. If you continue walking forward for a distance, a large white staircase will appear!
The stairs are extremely wide, more than 200 meters from left to right. Each step is designed based on human pace. However, it takes a long time to climb to the tomb palace because the stairs are too high. Looking up, it looks like a cliff leading to the sky...

Several people began to climb. Fortunately, no matter how much corpses rained down from the sky, they would not fall into this white tomb.

The whiteness of this tomb palace seems somewhat out of place in this filthy, smelly, and skeleton-filled world. If it weren't for the eerie white that makes people firmly believe that there are even more terrifying things living inside, this tomb palace would be like a pure land palace standing in a filthy space.

Continuing to climb up, they were like ants trapped in a large white wrinkled paper. Stone figurines gradually appeared on both sides of the endless stairs. Their appearance reminded them of a creature they had seen before.

There are two stone statues every ten steps. They seem to be the guards guarding the palace. They look lifeless yet majestic and solemn.

"Do you think they will move?" someone asked cautiously.

"Generally speaking, yes. I don't think they are just for decoration." Mo Fan answered truthfully at this time.

Lin Ran also nodded.

"Lin Ran and Brother Fan, do you think they look like the White Sand Demon Soldiers?" Zhang Xiaohou also spoke.

“No wonder it’s so familiar. It seems that the history of Shawang River can be traced back to more than two thousand years ago.” Mo Fan said.

"It's quite creepy..." Fang Gu was now walking in front, with a faster pace: "But I really want to see this ancestor who has allowed us to protect Kunjing for generations."

“I hope this old man is easy to talk to.” Mo Fan said.

Too many people died in this catastrophe, and many people have become numb.

"Why is there a bronze mirror hanging here?" Zhang Xiaohou looked up and saw the main entrance of the tomb palace, as well as a strange large bronze mirror!
(End of this chapter)