Chapter 332

The roar like artillery rang out in the underground space.

The titanium-tungsten alloy bullet had an initial speed of Mach 3 under the push of gunpowder, and then was accelerated layer by layer by the "projection" enchantment like an electromagnetic track. When it left the nearly three-meter-long barrel, the speed had reached a terrifying Mach 15.

Therefore, before the roar sounded, this bullet at fifteen times the speed of sound had already hit the target.

With huge mass and extremely high hardness under the titanium-tungsten alloy and "toughness" enchantment, this bullet was more than enough to penetrate the front armor of a main battle tank.

The black-robed priest's defense was broken without suspense under such violent kinetic energy impact. The next instant, half of his body was torn apart by the cavitation effect, exploding into flesh and mud, while the extremely strong penetration only made him take two steps back.

But the black-robed priest was not dead yet. He knelt on the ground, raising his wooden face. "Abnormal... person, I have already seen your death..."

"Bang!"

Another loud noise, the priest's words were not finished before his head was blown to pieces.

Murphy stepped forward, grabbed something like a pendant hanging on the black-robed priest's chest, and pulled it off.

Sure enough, it was an extremely small Holy Mother pendant, and just as he looked over, the portrait on it gradually faded until it disappeared.

"Playing god guy." Murphy crushed the pendant, turned around and prepared to kill the remaining priests, but they fell down one after another as if their souls had been extracted, and none of them had any breath.

Is this the Holy Mother's style of doing things? Sure enough, it benefits all living beings. Loved it, loved it.

"Murphy..." Lady Yaga leaned against the wall, holding her shoulder, weakly. "Her Majesty the Empress..."

"She was stabbed by the other party and cursed. I used petrification to delay her condition, but we need the magic power of Ancestor Miriam to neutralize the 'Holy Mother's' magic power on it," Murphy explained simply.

Then he looked at the stone gate behind Lady Yaga. "Is the ancestor coffin behind this?"

Lady Yaga was relieved to hear that the Empress was not dead, and understood that it should be the suggestion of this Grand Shaman when she heard about Ancestor Miriam and Murphy coming together.

"That's right, this is the Gate of Rebirth, and behind it is the sleeping place of Ancestor Miriam."

"Can you open it?" Murphy asked.

"This door cannot be opened from the outside, only on a specific date..."

But before Lady Yaga finished speaking, the stone gate suddenly vibrated, and then slowly opened a crack.

"It seems that this Prophet Ancestor Miriam seems to know that her descendants need help," Murphy said.

After he finished speaking, he was about to enter the door, but Lady Yaga stopped him. "Wait a minute, Mr. Darkholm. This door no longer belongs to this world. Usually, only the Emperor of Arkaim is qualified to enter here. After you go in, remember, do not look, do not speak, do not listen. You walk forward seven steps, then take one step back, and you can reach the place of kneeling, which is in front of the coffin. Do not step wrong."

"The door is open at this moment, perhaps Ancestor Miriam has already woken up. You can pray for her help, but you must not look up."

"Why?" Murphy asked in confusion.

"This is the rule passed down for thousands of years," Lady Yaga said. "To ensure your safety, please obey."

"Good."

Murphy closed his eyes and walked into the gate.

The stone gate closed behind him.

The surroundings fell into complete darkness. Murphy stood still for a while and took a step.

Many sounds suddenly came to his ears, as if many people were talking. He seemed to have walked into a market, but those sounds were like being behind a curtain or wall, and could not be heard clearly.

Occasionally, one or two laughs or cries swept past him from far to near, but none of them could be captured.

Murphy frowned, instinctively wanting to open his eyes to see clearly, but finally calmed down, let himself not pay attention to those sounds, and then took another step.

A strange touch came from his feet, as if he had stepped on a beach.

At the same time, a dry breeze began to blow around him. The next instant, the ground suddenly collapsed, and he fell abruptly.

This is not what was agreed!

Murphy opened his eyes abruptly. At this time, he couldn't care about any rules. He didn't want to fall into any traps without any preparation.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself in a desert, with dust covering everything else in the sky, endless sand dunes stretching to the end of the horizon, and he was falling into a huge hole in the sand dunes.

At the last moment of falling into the darkness, he saw a huge fortress standing on the yellow sand, or a rectangular giant rock eroded by wind and sand. He didn't know how high it was, the top disappeared into the yellow sky, and the bottom was majestic and entrenched like a mountain. The tallest buildings of mankind were like a toothpick beside the giant rock in front of it.

Just as he was about to use flying magic, he suddenly stepped on the ground again, still maintaining the appearance of taking a step.

He seemed to be in a huge deep well, pitch black all around, but high above his head, in the center of the well mouth, there was a bright star.

Changing scenery with every step?

Murphy took another step forward, as if crossing a journey of thousands of miles in an instant. He came to a sky under yellow twilight. This time, there was no yellow sand under his feet, but cracked land. And in the air above his head, countless huge shale rocks were floating quietly. They were like silent tombstones arranged in the air, extending to a place he couldn't see.

Where are these scenes?

He took another step, this is the fourth step.

This time he appeared on a coast, the dim sky and the sea below were connected together, making it impossible to distinguish between up and down. And on the sea, a fleet that had decayed beyond recognition was sailing. Those ships were huge, with strange shapes, narrow at the bottom but bulging at the top, covered with spider-web-like veins, as if they were cocoons.

Fifth step.

He stood between two extremely high giant walls. Countless towering statues stood by the giant walls. Their bodies were disproportionately exaggerated, their trunks were extremely high and wide, but their heads looked very small. And what was even more creepy was that those statues, whether wearing hoods or holding lamps, all had skulls for heads.

Here... is this hell?

The scenes he passed were all desolate and dead, as if it were a world that had already died.

Sixth step.

Countless huge stone pillars stood above the abyss. It seemed to be midnight here, pitch black everywhere, but each stone pillar was burning with a bonfire. He saw a few black-robed figures sitting around a bonfire on a stone pillar nearby. Just as he looked over, the other party seemed to have discovered him, and two of them turned their heads, looking at him with two pitch-black eye sockets on their skulls that had already turned into white bones.

He was stunned, but his body suddenly fell forward. He subconsciously lifted his foot, and the scenery in front of him changed again.

This time, he saw a large lake, filled with endless thick fog. The flowers and plants on the opposite bank of the lake were lush, and he could see a castle in the morning light in the distance.

This bright and beautiful scenery was completely different from what he had seen before. He was about to go up to see what was going on, but suddenly his heart tightened.

This is already the seventh step.

Lady Yaga had warned him not to step wrong. If he took another step now, what would happen?

Although very curious, the goal at this moment is to save the Empress. There will be opportunities to explore the strangeness here later.

Thinking of this, he took a step back.

However, he did not return to the stone pillar abyss, but his eyes lit up, as if he had been lifted from the bottom of the well to the outside, and he saw that "star."

That was not a star, that was a crystal coffin.

In the coffin, a silver-haired girl closed her eyes, floating in the center.

The moment he saw the girl, Murphy saw countless pictures. He seemed to have caught a glimpse of a huge web of time composed of thousands of different futures. Stories with completely different stories were happening in each future. Those pictures flickered in front of him in a dazzling way, making him dizzy in an instant.

At the same time, his eyes were like looking directly at the scorching sun, and he was stimulated by strong magic radiation until tears flowed.

He hurriedly lowered his head.

However, in that short moment, he still saw the girl's face.

Sophia.

Ancestor Miriam actually had a face exactly the same as Empress Sophia.

(End of chapter)