Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

After Zhang Qiling pushed the fat man to the center of the crowd, he tentatively walked towards one of the pillars with confidence, but the other party did not start attacking, or... just as he expected, these four coiled dragons were just used to monitor something in this space, and they might not even be able to move independently.

He raised his head and stared into their ruby-like pupils, which were spinning around constantly but seemed confused and unable to determine their own position.

As its gaze swept across him, Zhang Qiling grasped the hilt of the knife without any hindrance and walked under the pillar. Wu Xie, who heard that Zhang Qiling had moved away from him, was about to step forward to pull him back, but the young man, who noticed his movements, immediately grabbed Wu Xie, covered his mouth, pressed his back and rubbed him into his arms, completely muffling all of Wu Xie's sound.

Panlong is indeed fixed.

Zhang Qiling's hand has been placed on its carved angular scales, and he is climbing up little by little, his eyes locked on the other's dazzling eyes. This thing really looks like a red jade bead, and he will not smash it before figuring out its effect. Of course, climbing up now is just to test whether there is a mechanism. After all, everything in this tomb has exceeded the scope of knowledge carried in Zhang Qiling's brain.

When Zhang Qiling reached the fluttering mane on its neck, it slowly looked at the guy who was about to capture its eyes. Zhang Qiling's handsome face, illuminated by the beautiful scarlet light, had a breathtaking beauty.

However, Panlong did not feel alarmed by this outsider. Instead, his first reaction was to immediately shift his gaze and look down at the tall, intact tower of human bones below. His expression actually made people feel a little relieved.

But Zhang Qiling's perception of emotions was inherently dull, let alone facing this guy with a bronze body and golden skin, whose hard face could only move the eyeballs in his eye sockets.

So, without any mercy, he grabbed the Panlong's horn, used the force to flip it over on its head, and stuck the knife in the gap between the dragon's horns to fix the whole body. Zhang Qiling's hand began to tentatively reach out to its eyes, and it was at this moment that all the Panlongs finally focused their attention on this daring human.

They seemed to have just adapted to these eyes that had been activated not long ago, and were so slow to realize that someone was actually planning to attack their own kind.

At the moment when Zhang Qiling's fingertips just touched Panlong's eye sockets, everyone heard the three dragon pillars around them, and they all roared in unison, as strong and powerful as a lion, trying to drive Zhang Qiling away.

Such a sound finally shook off the layer of blood putty covering Zhang Qiling's ears. His ears suddenly became clear, but he was a little uncomfortable. However, this also confirmed the doubts in Zhang Qiling's mind. They could only use the so-called dragon roar to show off their power. It was because they could not get away from the pillars at all that they could only create this kind of superficial attack.

After Zhang Qiling adjusted to the tinnitus in his ears, he shook his head, then poked his hair-hill finger thoroughly into Panlong's eye socket. With just a light push, he easily took the bead down. The weight in his hand was neither light nor heavy, about the same as a boiled egg, and a bright light was spreading, but there was no sign of life inside, so this should not be Yan Bucun's soul.

Then, Zhang Qiling dug out Panlong's other eye. Finally, something else rolled out of the empty eye socket. Blood slowly flowed down its empty eye socket and shining scales. Zhang Qiling dodged sideways, but caught some of the blood with a soft blade, changing the trajectory of the liquid.

Sure enough, this was a backup plan left by the tomb owner. He stuffed an eye-catching red bead into the eye socket of the Panlong, which had no power to resist at all, just to activate the next mechanism!

The few drops of blood that fell on the ground instantly rushed towards the pile of bones in an expanding dark line, but because Zhang Qiling changed the direction of their flow, the energy was not enough and they could not reach the pyramid bone pile at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling quickly jumped down from above. He casually threw the red jade bead into Yan Bucun's hand, letting the other party think about the use of this flashy thing. Then, he climbed up the remaining dragon pillars one by one and threw the next six beads to Yan Bucun.

But because of the constant action of digging out the eyeballs, the blood hidden in the column flowed down again. However, Zhang Qiling still accurately controlled them to a position just one step away from the bone pile.

Like a maggot attached to a bone without nourishment, it could only lie limply in the cracks of the floor tiles, and the pyramid that was built up finally showed some movement.

Yan Bucun narrowed his eyes and looked at the strangeness of the bone pile. He soon realized something from the beads and said, "This is the image-retaining bead. That guy embedded this thing into the pillar. I guess he wanted to hide something while maintaining a stable magnetic field. Now that all the image-retaining beads have been taken down, the magnetic field is turbulent, and everything that happened here will happen again."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the center of the pile of bones. Until this dazzling light engulfed the entire space, everyone quickly covered their eyes.

Just after holding back the physiological secretion of tears, everyone opened their eyes, only to find that the bones in front of them seemed to have disappeared out of thin air!

The fat man turned his head and looked around, but his breathing stopped in fear, because hundreds of people were squeezed into this crowded and narrow space due to the influence of the magnetic field. They were from different eras and wore different clothes, but they had similar dragon scales tattooed on their bodies.

The white dragon scales broke out from their shells, illuminating their sturdy bodies. Some of them had gray hair, but their faces and skin looked like young men in their twenties. Some were middle-aged, but their muscles were smooth and their bodies were strong. Some were extremely wealthy, with countless gold and silver jewelry on their bodies...

Zhang Qiling observed these people. They possessed so many wonderful features, such as immortality, good health, and inexhaustible wealth... But their expressions were not filled with joy, but rather a complex one, with a hint of fear, as if something was going to be taken away from them in the next moment. This made them hug their chests, trying desperately to press the dragon scales into their bodies.

However, due to such self-mutilation actions, their blood soon flowed uncontrollably downwards, along the gaps in the floor tiles, to the four dragon pillars. It was this nourishment that instantly made those dim image beads burst into dazzling light.

At this moment, everyone saw the scene after the passage of time again. People's faces became painful and hideous, until the first person suddenly flew into the air. After Yan Bucun saw it, he immediately explained, "There is a red line in the pillar, which pulled him up."

The man who looked gray-haired but was actually extremely long-lived and seemed to have rejuvenated himself, had his limbs stretched out to form an extremely large character, but this abnormal pulling had not stopped yet.

Yan Bucun's scarlet eyes reflected the first blood flower blooming above. The man's limbs were pulled off, like a puppet being forcibly taken apart. Blood kept splashing down, wetting the trembling crowd below. They looked upwards in horror, constantly wiping tears and blood, fearing that they would be chosen in the next second.

"Why is it like I have empathy? Seeing him torn to pieces, my body hurts too." The fat man looked away reluctantly, rubbed his arms, and found that he had goose bumps all over his body.

Wu Yu pulled the fat man and blocked his eyes, "Don't look at it."

Although he said so, his eyes were fixed on the man's final outcome. The invisible red line seemed to be digging at the other's chest. Until a large piece of dragon scales was peeled off, blood burst out again.

The man had no limbs and the only thing that could move was his head. He shook his head frantically and his torso trembled with the movement. Yan Bucun, who could see the specific content, acted as the commentator.

"That thing wanted to tear out his skin and bones."

The bloody explanation made this man's fate obvious. His bones were taken out, his flesh was thrown into a corner to slowly decay, and the dragon scales were placed on the ground to build the first foundation. His bones were surrounded by the dragon scales, and then a series of new people were taken away. They all had the same movements, the same pain, and the same unrecognizable appearance...

Zhang Qiling looked at it for a long time, and his eyes finally became a little turbulent. A word that suddenly popped up echoed in his mind, "Transaction."

"It's a deal." Hei Xia Zi heard the hidden meaning of Zhang Qiling's words. Although his eyes had not recovered yet, he still understood some of it through everyone's words. "The dragon scales are in the middle, perhaps waiting to be activated in the reactor, and the blood of those people is all stored in the pillars, so that the Yan family who can break in here one day can activate them.

You seem to have entered his way.

Maybe this is the script it planned?"

Hearing this reminder, Yan Bucun hugged the photo beads tightly and said, "Maybe, but the fact that such a group of foreigners can show up at the Yan family base with dragon scales proves that they have indeed made a deal with that guy. Ah Qi is right about this, so I tend to think that the purpose of this group of people may be to fulfill a vow under duress."

"What does this mean? Can wishes be returned?" Wu Yu pulled down the young man's hand that was covering his mouth and asked in confusion.

Yan Bucun did not nod immediately, but said hesitantly, "This is just my guess, because in a transaction, there must be something that is exchanged. If it is a transaction between two people, then what is chosen is each other's things. But when negotiating with that thing, we never know what it will give, right?

But looking at these people, they all have dragon scales on their bodies, so I think that sacrifice is not limited to humans, it is also sacrificing. If it can come out of the door without the restraint of the body, it just proves his motivation to keep looking for people to fulfill his wishes. "