Chapter 4116: Tomb of Visitors

"Ah, me?"

Gina's face was already as red as the red apple Ali ate in the Fragrant Residence this morning. Her hands were twisted together, and she didn't know what to say for a while. Fortunately, Miss Felianna stopped them:

"The material needed here is probably the most primitive and complete material. Milk is related to the gestation of life. If it is milk made by pink tricks, I am afraid it does not meet the requirements. Otherwise, Xia De definitely has animal blood and fresh cow and sheep milk on him, and I can also use alchemy to match some materials to make liquid similar to amniotic fluid. These definitely won't work, this place won't leave such loopholes."

"So, we can only offer blood and... that? But how much is needed?"

The dragon girl, who was relieved, asked in a low voice. Everyone looked at Xia De again. Xia De found it hard to imagine that the group of people who were just eating the "last supper" together and preparing to welcome the final battle were now thinking about such a problem together:

"I don't really want to offer... that, here."

"I also don't think this is a good idea. That is different from blood. Although offering blood also has risks, you have fought in this factory for so long, and there has long been blood on the ground, so there is no need to worry that offering blood here will cause extra trouble.

But that... is indeed the origin of life. Xia De, you indeed don't need to offer 'that'."

The doll lady on his shoulder spoke again, though Xia De felt she was suppressing a laugh. Thus, everyone tacitly stopped mentioning "that" and the milk, focusing instead on the matter of offering blood.

Among the four stone basins, the stone basin with the "Blood" rune contained the magic eye named 【Distant Pupil】. The effect of this magic eye can not only act on itself, but also on the person being watched.

Although it consumes spirit to maintain after activating "Life Fixation," its characteristics when used to resist injury, fix positive buffs, and resist negative effects are indeed outstanding. It can definitely exert very great power in Miss Bredwe's hands.

So after a simple discussion, everyone decided to offer blood to get this magic eye. According to Xia De's idea, it is fairest for the four people to provide blood together, but the witches unanimously decided not to let Xia De provide fresh blood.

"Offering fresh blood may be a ritual that weakens our power. As the person among us who is best at fighting flesh distortion bodies, don't take this risk."

Three silver knives cut the wrists of the three witches, and the blood flowed into the stone basin and soon soaked the magic eye. No one knew how much blood was needed, but fortunately, when the magic eye left the liquid surface, the magic eye that had been sinking at the bottom floated up.

Gina reached out and took the magic eye, and the witches' blood disappeared the moment the magic eye left the liquid surface.

"This is indeed a ritual that weakens our power. The upper limit of vitality has been temporarily reduced. I am afraid it will only recover after leaving here."

The old witch who treated her wounds said. However, because it was three people offering blood together, this weakening had little impact on everyone.

And afterward, 【Distant Pupil】 was also inlaid on the small shield by the halfling girl. It was arranged in a triangle with 【Ghost Face Eye】 and the magic eye named 【Stiff Curse Maker】 that Xia De had harvested when he left, but she still needed some attempts to master the basic power of this magic eye.

Although 【Ten Thousand Things Blood Essence】, 【Mercury Blood】, and "Ancient Life Water" were equally precious, everyone understood that they could not get them. So although they felt sorry, the group continued to set off without any nostalgia. Greed is the original sin. Having reached this step, no one would stop because of this.

After the door was pushed open, the old witch still stood at the door to check the situation of the brand-new room, and the next room actually had no great danger:

"This is... a tomb? There is such a room in this factory?"

It was indeed incredible to see a tomb in a place filled with huge vitality. And after entering the new room, Xia De and the witches also saw pieces of coffins placed densely in every corner of the square-sized room.

The ceiling of the room was at least ten meters from the ground, but even so, many coffins were still stacked directly against the ceiling.

In such a place, there was no need to worry about the appearance of undead at all. Everyone was very curious about how this factory, which could use bones and blood to the limit, could have coffins. And after approaching the coffin closest to the door, Xia De and the witches found the answer:

"This is a tomb for burying outsiders."

On the side of the coffin they were looking at, the life of a witch who lived in the second millennium of the Fifth Era was clearly written, and her place of death was in this factory. Continuing to look at other coffins, one life after another ended in this factory, it was just that most of the coffins had no corpses inside. It was thought that the corpses could not be recovered.

Gina used an unknown spell to count that there were a total of 458 coffins here.

"Who made the coffins for them and recorded their lives?"

The halfling girl scanned the surroundings quite uneasily:

"Here, won't there be our coffins too?"

"Since there are coffins left, and a room that is not disturbed by flesh distortion bodies is specially selected for placement, it means that a certain existence believes that the people who died in the factory have the value of being buried."

Xia De guessed, pressing his hand on the coffin beside him:

"Metal material, the composition is ordinary metal, no different from the metal shelves, chairs, and tables we saw along the way."

"Take a look around for five minutes. If there is no harvest, we will continue to move forward."

The old witch said. Everyone, whose mood was inexplicably heavy, nodded and continued to walk forward while looking for gaps between the coffins.

The witches and a very small number of ordinary people corresponding to these coffins lived in eras concentrated in the more than two thousand years ago. The earliest was born in 608 of the Fifth Era, and the latest was born in 1444 of the Fifth Era, with a time span of about eight hundred years.

"Now it is 3030, so are we the first batch of visitors to come here after that?"

Miss Bredwe guessed, but Miss Felianna had a different view:

"People who have come here from ancient times to the present are definitely more than just these in the tomb. I think these people should only belong to one batch. And you few belong to the next batch. I think if we go to study the epitaphs carefully, we should be able to know why these people were classified as the same batch, it should not just be divided according to time."

Although the cause of death was recorded on every coffin, the description of the cause of death was not detailed. Most of them were brief descriptions such as "died of suffocation," "died of heart loss," "died of massive hemorrhage," so this information did not help everyone much.

And Xia De paid extra attention to the origin information described on the coffins. Although not all coffins were recorded in great detail, the records he could see all indisputably indicated that the deceased had various relationships with that ancient God of Creation before coming to this factory.

Perhaps they were descendants of a branch of the cult, perhaps their predecessors had reversed their fate because of an ancient god artifact, perhaps they just had a clear benign mutation bloodline like Gina, perhaps it was other more hidden reasons.

In short, just like what Xia De analyzed with the old witch before, everyone who came here had a thousand-thread relationship with that ancient god. Perhaps they did not recognize this relationship themselves, but fate had long been entangled in them. Appearing here after receiving the letter was clearly some kind of ritual that Xia De did not yet understand.

And before everyone left, Miss Bredwe climbed up the stacked coffin mountain and found a coffin that was different from the others:

"Over here!"

She waved to everyone from a high place, but the others' figures were not as petite as hers, and climbing up rashly would only cause the coffins to tilt. This room still forbade flying, so others could only look up at the sesame-sized letters above.

The characters engraved on the coffin were consistent with the era to which the coffin belonged, and the owner of this coffin was the last one to die in this room.

"This witch successfully opened four life furnaces! And she had no companions, she completed it alone!"

At the end of the description of her life, the clearest letters recorded the achievements of this witch. And the subsequent cause of death was—

【After the birth of the new life, the exhausted witch actively dissolved into the twilight of the summer night and was given a worry-free slumber.】

"So, every time someone can successfully complete the forging task of four furnaces, it will make this factory quiet for thousands of years? The corpses you saw along the way and you few are all new visitors after the factory restarted?"

Miss Felianna guessed, while the pink dragon girl was uneasy because of the other party's death:

"She completed the mission of entering here, but she still died."

The old witch said to the halfling girl at the high place:

"Can you push open the coffin lid and see the situation in the coffin? Be careful!"

Miss Bredwe gave everyone below a no-problem gesture, found the force point, and pushed the coffin. Although she was small, the physical strength of a high-level witch would not decline because of this:

"Opened, let me see... it's also empty!"

However, the short witch immediately said again:

"Wait a moment, there are words at the bottom of the coffin."

She poked most of her body in, and then the whole person drilled into the coffin. But fortunately, this room was indeed completely harmless. Soon she poked her head out of the coffin again:

"A line of words was engraved at the bottom of the coffin, and the font was completely different from the font outside the coffin—【The cradle is also a coffin, drifting from life to death, and vice versa】."

Xia De didn't know why he thought of the stone coffin above the light red liquid in the 【Creation Delivery Room】. Miss Doll, who was sitting on Xia De's shoulder, asked again:

"Is there any difference between the material of this coffin and the other coffins?"

The halfling girl at the high place shook her head:

"It feels like ordinary metal... maybe my perception is not enough." ===== CHAPTER 4117 =====