Big Capitalist

Dunlop felt the pressure was as huge as a mountain. He never imagined that one day he would be able to work with two famous alchemy masters.

However, the behavior and performance of these two masters really confused him, and he always felt that they looked abnormal.

Behind these three people, Vice Dean Jenny sat quietly on an antique chair, motionless.

She was wearing a black robe embroidered with golden runes that shimmered faintly in the dim light.

She just sat there quietly, like a silent mascot.

However, the role she plays is crucial. The entire ruins can maintain such a mysterious and complex operation, which is inseparable from the huge source of magic power she provides.

Her existence is like a magic engine hidden behind the scenes, silently powering this carefully planned "performance".

Dunlop looked at the people around him and felt more and more strange.

Gust was still mumbling, and Kelvin's sinister laughter could be heard from time to time. The whole atmosphere made him feel uncomfortable.

He thought to himself that this group of people were behaving so strangely, he would not doubt that this was the headquarters of the Ancient God Cult.

After all, ever since he participated in this project and saw those magical gadgets beyond his imagination, he even doubted whether even the ancient gods themselves could come up with such incredible things.

Looking at Vice President Jenny again, Dunlop felt a little more at ease.

This legendary wizard has already stepped half a step into the realm of demigod, and his body contains terrifyingly enormous magical power.

With her in charge, serving as the source of magic power for the ruins to operate, Dunlop knew that this carefully planned plan would not go wrong, at least in terms of magic power supply.

At the same time, in the tomb passage, the exploration team was moving forward cautiously.

In the team, scholars held special magic pens and parchment, their eyes fixed on the walls around them, not missing any details, and carefully recording the images on the walls.

Some of these pictures are mysterious runes that seem to be telling ancient spells; others depict grand war scenes, with warriors riding strange creatures and fighting desperate battles with various monsters. They are so lifelike that they seem as if they will jump out of the wall in the next second.

Suddenly, a slight "clicking" sound came from the front of the team.

The adventurer walking in front immediately became alert and signaled everyone to stop.

He squatted down and looked at the ground carefully, and found that there were faint spikes rising slowly between the gaps between several stone slabs.

This is a typical trap. Once someone steps on it, the sharp spikes will instantly pierce the sole of the foot.

The team members carefully avoided the trap and continued to move forward.

Not far down the road, another team member discovered several slightly raised areas on the wall, emitting faint magical fluctuations. The experienced relic scholar immediately realized that this might be another trap.

He took out a small magic detector and tested it close to the bulge.

Sure enough, the detector issued a rapid alarm, indicating that there was powerful magic here, which, once triggered, could cause a magical explosion.

After discussion, the team members decided to use a special magic item to try to remove the magic device of the trap.

After some effort, the alarm finally stopped and the trap was temporarily lifted.

However, the danger does not end there.

When the team arrived at a wider area, a large amount of black smoke suddenly poured out from the ceiling.

The smoke seemed to have life and quickly gathered towards the crowd.

A strange roaring sound could be heard faintly in the smoke, making people's hair stand on end. The team members immediately cast various protective spells, forming a shield to protect themselves.

One of the magicians, who was good at dispelling magic, concentrated his mind and dispelled the strange smoke.

When the smoke cleared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued on their journey of exploration. However, their hearts gradually relaxed and they were no longer nervous.

After avoiding several traps in succession, the adventurers and mercenaries in the exploration team all showed disdainful expressions on their faces.

A burly, muscular adventurer, brushing off the nonexistent dust on his body, said loudly: "These traps are really simple. They are not good enough for us experienced explorers!"

His voice echoed in the tomb passage, with a hint of pride.

A female mercenary beside him, dressed in tight black leather armor, echoed, "That's right, I thought Lord Oberon's tomb would have some powerful traps, but this is it?"

She pulled out the dagger from her waist and played with it casually, her eyes full of contempt.

The rest of the people nodded in agreement. Although the scholars who followed the team were not as straightforward as the adventurers and mercenaries, they secretly thought in their hearts that if it was just a trap of this degree, then this exploration journey seemed too easy.

They had thought they would encounter many difficulties and obstacles, after all, this was the mysterious remains of the Oberon civilization, but they did not expect it to start so smoothly.

However, what they didn't know was that these so-called "simple" traps were all set intentionally by Merlin.

Merlin is well aware of the weaknesses of human nature. He wants to use these seemingly easy-to-deal-with traps to help these explorers gradually build up their confidence and even create the illusion that everything is under their control.

Because only in this way, when the truly terrifying traps and crises come one after another, it will bring them a greater shock, making them fall into the "net" carefully woven by Merlin step by step in panic.

The passage of the tomb suddenly became empty, and the originally narrow space opened up instantly. However, this sudden change did not make the exploration team feel relaxed, but instead added a bit of inexplicable tension.

Just as everyone was looking around vigilantly, a creepy creaking sound came from all directions. The sound was like countless tiny claws scratching on the rough stone wall, or like an old wooden door opening and closing with difficulty in the wind, which made people feel creepy.

Everyone subconsciously slowed down their pace, taking every step carefully, as if the slightest mistake would trigger an even more terrifying crisis.

Someone nervously looked up at the ceiling and said in a trembling voice, "This sound... seems to be coming from the ceiling."

"Cast a light spell!" another voice sounded anxiously.

The magician in the team immediately understood what he meant, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something. As a flash of magical light passed by, a small ball of light emitting a soft glow slowly rose.

When the ball of light gradually rose and reached the ceiling, everyone's eyes followed it. Then, their faces instantly lost all color and expressions of fear froze on their faces.