Volume 2: Empire Chapter 4: Touch of Death
After seeing Princess Daier off, Qingkong came to the third floor of the museum.
The hired staff had all gone off work, most of the Royal Knights followed Jared to escort Dale, and the servants, except those on duty, had gone to rest. The entire museum was very empty, and because of the influence of the mysterious props, the lights always produced some special colors and shaking.
Butler Fitch handed Qingkong a folder and said, "Miss, this is the record made by the archaeological team today."
Clear Sky flipped through the contents of the folder and asked, "Where is the colorful sacrificial clay idol that I received today?"
"It's in the fourth sealed compartment. Mr. Ireland said that this clay idol should have come from the Gumier Highlander tribe and was most likely a burial object for the leader of the tribal alliance.
This sacrificial clay idol is so beautifully crafted that the person sealed inside must be of very noble status.”
Irelands is the leader of the archaeologists employed by Qingkong. His solid archaeological knowledge and experience are highly valued by Qingkong.
Clear Sky followed Fitch to the fourth sealed compartment.
A colored sacrificial clay idol stands in the middle, surrounded by a light film, which not only has the effect of preventing theft but also can limit the spread of the mysterious energy in the mysterious prop.
Clear Sky removed the seal on the clay idol, walked around it, and said to Fitch, "Can you tell that this is a clay idol for human sacrifice?"
Fitch replied respectfully: "Miss, I have worked in this museum for 30 years. I am very interested in these ancient things, so I taught myself a lot of knowledge related to archaeology.
After protective restoration, this colorful sacrificial clay idol can be placed on the second floor as an exhibit. I think such a beautiful work of art will definitely attract more visitors to our museum.”
Qingkong touched the clay idol, his eyes gradually turned into icy color, and the temperature in the room also dropped.
"I can tell you are very proud of your archaeological knowledge, but I regret to tell you that this is a replica."
Hearing Qingkong say that this was a replica, Fitch was shocked: "This, this is impossible! I have calculated the age of the paint and material of this clay sculpture. It is at least 5,000 years old."
"I can't tell. It's not your fault... I was almost fooled by it. The paint and material are indeed at least 5,000 years old, but the thing was made not long ago, even this morning."
Fitch still couldn't believe it: "Miss, how did you know that?"
"Because it is not just a mysterious item, but also a completed secret word. The things inside will soon break out of the shell, and they have extremely strong destructive power.
If you don’t want this museum you’ve guarded for thirty years to be destroyed by the battle that’s about to break out, quickly set up a battlefield for me.”
As if to confirm Qingkong's words, a crack suddenly appeared on the colorful sacrificial clay idol without any warning.
Fitch finally believed what Qingkong said.
Although a single mysterious item may cause some strange events due to its own mysterious energy, it will not change without external destruction or the formation of secret words.
The cracks on the clay idol are increasing, indicating that a secret language has been activated.
A large area of ice mist flowers are blooming in layers around.
Although Feiqi had never seen Qingkong in action, Qingkong's strength had long been spread from Nutao City to Shenglun City. To be valued so much by Qingkong, it was clear that the clay idol must be very powerful.
This museum houses many precious ancient cultural relics. Let alone destroying them all, even damaging one or two would be an immeasurable loss.
There are complete protection measures in the museum.
Fitch first sounded the alarm and then activated the space sinking spell in the fourth isolation room.
The walls of the fourth isolation room separated and collapsed, standing in the void where various lines intertwined.
Fitch did not run away. He took out his magic wand and nervously aimed it at the colorful sacrificial clay idol. The cracks on the clay idol were as numerous as a spider web.
"Miss... the magic trap set here can cause a three-minute space collapse. I have already sounded the alarm, and the nearest patrol security team will be here soon."
A piece of clay fell off the head of the clay idol, and a blood-red light shone from the dark hole.
"Three minutes is enough, just protect yourself."
"Okay, okay, miss...be careful."
At this time, a large amount of black smoke came out from the cracks of the clay idol, and the black smoke condensed into a sickle of death that chopped towards the clear sky. At the same time, the black smoke continued to come out of the cracks, gathering into a black floating ghost. The ghost had distorted and exaggerated facial features, and screams came out of its mouth.
The sonic attack caused the weak Fitch to fall headfirst to the ground.
The Grim Reaper's scythe struck the clear sky and passed through the middle of her body.
Touch of Death is the mystical language that Qingkong is now facing.
By checking the cell phone data, Luke solved the secret of the colorful sacrificial clay idol for Qingkong.
There is only one colored sacrificial clay idol of the Gumire Highlanders that has been excavated, and it is in the hands of the Abyss Temple. The area where the Gumire Highlanders lived was in the Tedega Hills, so the secret arts passed down by the Gumire Highlanders are also a secret art system that the Abyss Temple has been deeply studying.
Since it is related to the Temple of the Abyss, it cannot but attract Luke's attention.
He searched for information related to the Abyss Temple and the Gumile Highlanders, and finally found the secret technique of "Touch of Death".
The Gumire Highlanders worshiped death and were once powerful under the influence of the ancient Shining Gold Civilization. Although the Gumire Highlanders perished in the ancient civilization war, the barbarians living in the Tedega Hills inherited the Gumire Highlanders' thoughts. However, the barbarians did not study the secrets of death, but had the courage to not fear death.
The Abyss Mages who embrace the Abyss are very interested in the Gumire Highlanders, which is one of the reasons why the Abyss Temple chose the Tedegar Hills.
"Touch of Death" is a secret technique developed by the Abyss Temple through research on the ancient Miller Highlanders.
The ritual uses oil paint and clay with mysterious energy to seal a living person in a clay idol. The negative energy and spiritual energy that erupts before death transforms the clay idol into a secret language to be activated.
The stronger the human sacrifice, the more destructive power will be unleashed when the secret language is activated.
In the Abyss Temple instance in the Era, "Touch of Death" can be found everywhere. For players who can reach it, it can only be regarded as a trap to delay time.
Qingkong didn't recognize it as "Touch of Death" at first, mainly because this kind of trap prop really didn't leave an impression on her, and this time it was made into a very deceptive ancient artifact.
The clay idols made using oil paint and clay that carry mysterious energy from 5,000 years ago definitely do not contain ordinary characters.
It cannot be treated as an ordinary trap prop.
At this time, the space trap in the fourth isolation room was activated. It was originally a mechanism used to trap thieves, but now it can be used as a battlefield.
Qingkong looked at his chest and saw that the sickle that had pierced through his body did not leave any wounds.
The "Death God" is formed by the negative energy generated by death. It has no ability to attack entities. The image it creates and the sickle it wields are intended to cause mental pressure on the person it attacks. Its target is the soul.
Panic, fear, confusion, terror... all negative emotions will give the "God of Death" the opportunity to launch a soul attack.
Fitch was hit by the voice attack of "Death" because he was too panicked and scared.
This kind of attack cannot be defended or avoided, and the only thing that can fight against it is a solid and comprehensive mental barrier.
Players concluded that the more gorgeous the operation, the higher the damage received, which is a benefit monster for those with clumsy hands.
Qingkong was not afraid of life and death, and he knew what was in front of him and was mentally prepared. Therefore, he ignored the first blow and treated the second blow as a breeze.
The mental barrier was impeccable, and the "God of Death" slashed more than ten times without causing any damage.
miss!
miss!
miss!
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“Hey, stop it…” Qingkong brushed his clothes and said to the Grim Reaper who was making all kinds of terrifying gestures in front of him, “Even if I let you strike me till dawn, you can’t hurt me. Before the time limit of the space collapse trap expires, I will destroy your secret technique.
Why not take advantage of the limited time and chat for a while? "
The Grim Reaper really stopped attacking. It stared at the clear sky and made a miserable sound: "It's impossible. There can't be a person with an invulnerable spirit. Even the most fearless barbarian can be found to have a weak spot in his spirit by the Grim Reaper.
What are you?
In Luke's eyes, Qingkong is just a tool, and how can a tool have mental weaknesses?
"I am Qingkong, an elf. I have the Book of Disaster that your Abyss Temple wants. Two of your Abyss Apostles died in my hands.
Being able to create such a powerful 'Touch of Death', you must be one of the Abyss Apostles."
Such a powerful "Touch of Death" could not hurt the opponent at all, which was an extreme humiliation to the Apostle of the Abyss behind the secret technique.
Moreover, the Abyss Temple's repeated defeats in front of Qingkong made the Apostles of the Abyss even more suspicious of Qingkong's identity.
"I am Bradley Morris, the fourth apostle of the Abyss Temple. I have heard a lot about you. Qingkong, you know our Abyss Temple very well, and your courage to face the harvest of the god of death further proves this.
I don't remember that you were once a member of the Abyss Temple. Does that mean that your people have infiltrated the temple's high-level positions?
but……"
"But I know a lot of secrets that the so-called Abyss Temple high-level officials don't know." Qingkong said to Morris with an unfathomable smile: "So you have to consider this inner ghost at a higher level."
Higher level!
They are the Abyss Apostles who founded the Abyss Temple.
Morris, who was hiding near the museum, was so frightened that his whole body couldn't help shaking.
Over the past hundred years, the Abyss Apostles have trusted and united with each other, and only then did they recover from the setback of Oulu College and founded the Abyss Temple. They have never doubted anyone's loyalty to this group, but what happened during this period was too strange.
The Abyss Temple was passive in every way when facing Qingkong, and lost two Abyss Apostles in succession. This time, Qingkong was able to easily make the attack of the Death God completely ineffective when facing the "Touch of Death"... If Qingkong had not known the characteristics of the "Touch of Death" long ago, how could he dare to stand there without dodging.
And the only ones who know the characteristics of "Touch of Death" are... the Apostles of the Abyss who developed this secret technique?
"No... don't think about alienating the relationship between us apostles."
"Did I say anything?" Qingkong released a magic clock and said to Morris, "There is one minute left. Do you have anything else to say?"
Morris could not help but yelled, "Who told you our secret?"
"It's not you anyway!" Qingkong chanted a spell and drew a golden sword from the air: "Morrris, you should be in Saint Lun City. The next apostle of the abyss I want to kill... is you!"
As the spell was chanted, golden light shone down from the sky, enveloping the clay idol. On the outer wall , platinum-colored ancient golden characters flashed, and the powerful energy tyrannically cut off the black fog connecting to the god of death.
Then, Qingkong swung the golden sword in his hand. The golden sword spun in the air, splitting the god of death who had lost its energy supply into two halves, and then pierced deeply into the clay idol.
Death dissipated in the wailing.
The already cracked clay statue broke apart, and the scattered pottery rubble fell to the ground. In the middle of the clay statue was a knight in armor, with a golden sword stuck in his chest. The knight had died a long time ago, and judging by the style of his armor, he should be a senior knight of the Royal Knights.
A higher rank than Jared.
At this time, the time limit of the space collapse trap expired, and the fourth isolation room gradually returned to its original state. Qingkong waved his hand to disperse the golden light in the room, and the golden sword also turned into gold powder and dissipated, and the knight's body fell to the ground.
Clear Sky uses magic to wake up the unconscious Fitch.
When Fitch opened his eyes, he screamed in fear and waved his magic wand around. He recovered from his panic only after Qingkong cast a calming spell on him.
"Miss..." Fitch got up from the ground and hid behind Qingkong, and asked in a panic: "What happened? What was that just now?"
"It was just a ghost summoned by the mystic. I have killed it. The dead knight was a sacrifice in the ritual of the Word of the Mystic. Go and see if you recognize him."
"Yes, yes..." Hearing that the scary ghost was killed by Qingkong, Fitch suddenly became bolder. He walked to the corpse, checked the face, and shouted again in shock: "It's Baron Sam Alvin! The deputy captain of the 3rd Battalion of the Royal Knights... How could he die here?
Miss Qingkong, do you know who did it?"
"I don't know." Qingkong concealed the Abyss Temple and Morris, turned around and walked out, and said: "Since the deceased is a royal knight, you can find relevant personnel to carry the body away. You know everything that happened, just tell the person investigating the case truthfully, and remember to tell the other party who sent the clay idol.
Don't bother me if there's nothing wrong... Someone died right after moving in, it really dampened my mood."
Facing Baron Alva's body, Fitch replied dully, "Yes, it is Miss. I will take care of it."
Qingkong left Fitch to deal with the aftermath and prepared to go back to his room to sleep. But as soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Jared rushing up in a panic.
His armor was badly damaged and there were bleeding wounds on his body, obviously he had just been through a great battle.
Qingkong asked hurriedly: "What happened?"
"Ms. Clear Sky... We were attacked by unknown individuals, and Princess Dale is missing!"
