Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Finally, everyone walked forward. The corridor was pitch black, without a trace of light. A chill slowly spread out, and everyone felt the temperature and couldn't help shivering.

The flashlight focused on the tentacle, which had been chopped into countless pieces by Zhang Qiling. The scarlet flowers of flesh were now turning over and no longer twitching.

At a rough glance, the tentacle was five meters long and had blocked the passage on the right. The mottled ground was left with its dark brown mucus, which blended with the pitch-black ground and was difficult to distinguish.

"It's so disgusting, it's disgusting to the extreme. Why does this octopus have so many tumors? This is not the sea, what kind of hormones can he take?" The fat man took a look with disgust and started cursing.

Wu Yu's nausea was still stuck in his throat, but after hearing the fat man's voice, he couldn't help it and immediately ran to the side to vomit.

70 looked at it for a while, then looked at Zhang Qiling and confirmed that it was just a drop in the ocean, and all that was left was a severed hand.

"Then where do we go?" Wu Yu's eyes were red, his mouth felt sour and bitter, and his voice was trembling.

Zhang Qiling made a quick move without any hesitation, and was about to wade over Squidward's body and take the most dangerous path. However, he did not expect that 70 moved and walked ahead faster than him.

So Zhang Qiling had to move to the end of the team and concentrate Fatty Wu Yu in the center of the team for easier protection.

70 moved quickly, and his steps were delicate and subtle, avoiding the disgusting mucus and corpses, but Fatty and Wu Yu were not so agile, and they managed to create a rhythm with the clacking sounds.

Zhang Qiling, who was at the end of the team, was scanning his surroundings with all his mental and physical senses. He had always been a highly alert person.

During the short break just now, 70 seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, he was sliding down the cliff from Zhang Qiling's perspective. Without his presence, he pulled out a knife and caught the falling Wu Di. After slowly descending again, he stabbed the knife into the cliff and brought Wu Di down safely. Then the overlapping fat man disliked Wu Di's rope.

The second scene was when they encountered the first coffin, the mechanism could not be operated by two people, and the fat man was obsessed with money and begged him for a long time.

At first he was unmoved and even considered stabbing the two men in the back of the neck and dragging them away. However, in the end he could not resist the fat man Wu Yu's strong curiosity and he split the coffin lid open without any hesitation.

But at the moment of shattering, a thing with a head as big as a football and ten tentacles quickly jumped onto the fat man's face.

The expected result...

Tian Zhen hurriedly tried to pull it off, but the thing just kept getting tighter and tighter.

"It's even tighter than Sun Wukong's golden hoop!" This is what the fat man shouted in my memory.

He also chose to cut his palm and suddenly grabbed Squidward. After the octopus let out a shocking bark that could echo through five streets, it twitched and the tumors on its body exploded, like a giant exploded by the scorching sun, and then turned into a pool of smelly black water.

Inside the coffin was a skeleton that had been eaten clean by Squidward, a baby no older than three years old, without even a single burial object. It seemed like a small home reserved for Squidward and a trap set to prevent modern tomb robbers.

Then when he opened his eyes and returned to reality, he vaguely realized that Wu Yu was asking his name...

Now, as 70 walked in the tunnel, he felt a pain in his brain, as if a red-hot stick was slowly stirring it. He didn't want to give him pain, but he also didn't want to give him more new memories.

These things are too real. Looking around, there is nothing hallucinogenic here.

70's intuition told him:

These memories have to be believed.

The closer I walked inside, the colder it felt, but I seemed to hear the sound of flowing water. When I walked in, I found a huge space.

Four huge pillars pushed up the entire space. It was very large, and carved with densely packed eyes. It was a bit chilling, and they had never faded with the passage of time. The inside was brightly lit, and there were artificial canals all around, but the water was too dark to tell how deep it was.

Looking up, there are densely packed holes on top of my head, falling down like stalactites, forming a pituitary gland that seems to be able to store something. The width of each hole is the same, about the size of a bowl, and it looks like it is used for the He Luo fish to stretch its legs.

A golden cauldron engraved with patterns is in front of the mural, and it looks like more than a dozen fat people can fit inside.

The people in the mural are all kneeling and bowing towards the sky, with longing on their faces. They have built a giant ship together, and a Heluo fish, which is only three times bigger than the ship, appears on the sea. Entwined above the Heluo fish is a giant golden dragon with fangs bared and red eyes ready to swallow.

Three people came closer. Don’t ask why there were three of them, because the fat man was holding the golden cauldron and refused to let go. He kissed it like he was having a cross-species French kiss with it. However, he couldn’t take this “big treasure” away, so he could only satisfy his craving for it with his mouth.

On top of the giant dragon stood the emperor in a bright yellow robe, with his head lowered and arms outstretched, trying to snatch the red eye that was in the dragon's mouth.

Wu Yu has used his imagination to tell a story based on the information in the mural. "When people first became curious about the sky, they discovered this strange red eye. Then, through some clues, they found traces of its existence in the ocean. After that, the emperor sent thousands of people to build a huge ship and headed for the ocean, but they encountered the Heluo fish on the way... But I have only seen Heluo fish in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Did this creature really exist in ancient times?"

He sighed and continued, "At the critical moment, the giant dragon appeared and entangled the Heluo fish, ready to swallow the red eye in one bite. The emperor, who stood at the top of everything, also showed an extreme desire for the red eye. Why does it feel so much like a religious symbol used for brainwashing?"

“However, the earliest historical establishment of Changbai Mountain began in the Western Han Dynasty, and there were also traces of the Yuan and Qing dynasties. However, the construction of such a huge ship for domestic and foreign ocean trade was only possible due to the prosperity and financial resources of the Tang Dynasty…” Wu Yu was puzzled for a moment about the age of the tomb. After all, there were no burial objects along the way that could prove the traces of the dynasty.

At this time, 70's head didn't hurt so much anymore, and he was brought back to his senses by Wu Yu's voice.

"It's the Western Han Dynasty." He replied.

Then 70 fixed his inquiring gaze on the red eye above. Somehow, the gravel he had just picked up from the tunnel subconsciously was originally held in his palm, but now he seemed to have activated some kind of switch and threw the stone towards the red eye.

It doesn't make sense to say it was lost, it was more like a bullet that flew out.

70's force was very great, and the almost pale and skinny arm formed a strange flexibility. The moment of impact, the stone hit the pupil of the red eye with its sharp end, and then embedded deeply. Only a click was heard, as if something was activated.

Just now, Zhang Qiling seemed to want to draw his knife when 70 raised his hand, and do the same thing. He tilted his head to look at 70. This person not only looks like him, but also his skills and thoughts are highly consistent with his own...

So when Zhang Qiling saw the extremely superb dart throwing skills, he quietly put the knife back into the sheath, holding the handle with one hand, ready to deal with the danger below at any time.

Blood and tears slowly flowed from those red eyes and quickly flowed onto the ground. Suddenly, a coffin turned over in the center of the floor behind them. The color was not bright, as if it was soaked in blood or was just naturally oxidized due to its age.

It was locked with layers of strong chains, gray and old, and looked ominous. Then more and more stone doors opened, and endless human-shaped figurines fell down. Because they were held up by chains, they looked like they were about to fall.

The fat man no longer cherished his precious cauldron. Looking at everything around him, his jaw was about to drop to the ground. But Wu Yu suppressed his fear, lifted his chin and closed it with a click.