There is actually a strange altar hidden under the ground.

Brodock never expected this...

Since such a thing exists, what I am looking for is probably in it.

"Take a good look at it. What does it say?"

Occasionally there are some people in the team who are more knowledgeable about archaeology, perhaps they are archaeologists themselves, who knows!

He doesn't care what the people who joined the Golden Group did before, and many people are unwilling to talk about these things. As long as they work hard when robbing, they are his good brothers.

"How is it? Haven't you found it yet?" Atacres asked again.

The flames on the torches were gradually fading.

The air in this place is not circulated and people would not be able to bear it if they stayed here for a long time. If they don’t resolve it quickly, the team will have no choice but to return the same way.

"This seems like a story, Captain!"

"story?"

The man glanced back at Brodock.

"It's more like a story about the sun god. It depicts flames and some distorted creatures. This isn't text anymore; it's hieroglyphics."

Several people came over to watch.

"Captain, look, this is a flame, but I don't know why it's depicted with eyes and arms, and underneath it is a distorted monster. This is quite common, and in the archaeological community it's often considered a monster, because ancient humans weren't very good at depicting things they didn't know about, so they used this method."

"Are you an archaeologist?" asked Atakris.

"A little hobby."

The Golden Group doesn't ask about background, and the other party probably didn't tell the truth, so Atakris asked and nothing else.

"We can go in and take a look. This gap in the door is made by the altar and needs to be lifted from the bottom... Come on, a few people, help me."

Someone came over later.

A large stone door that can be lifted up by anyone with a high level.

I guess it hasn't been touched for a long time, so it's all stuck together.

As the stone door opened...

The originally dark underground suddenly became bright.

The light was much brighter than that of a torch, and it even radiated heat like a small sun.

"What is that?"

"That should be the spark of life. Come on~ Atacres. Bring her here. That's the purpose of our trip." Brodok said excitedly.

I didn’t expect that there really is a spark of life hidden in a place like this!

I still remember that when I was talking to the tomb robber leader, he mentioned such a thing. It is almost impossible to grow a broken arm. The best he could do is to ask the alchemists on the South Bank to give him a mechanical arm.

But that's not easy to use either.

Apart from this method, the only other way may be to find the spark of life...

He also heard the news from other places that the sparks of life have special abilities, and if they are given to people who know how to use them, they might be able to create more miracles!

Three.

There were three glowing spheres in his hand.

"Look at them, I can already feel the enormous power they contain!"

"Let's go, let's hurry back."

Once you get something, you should not stay here for long, you should leave as soon as possible.

"Atakris, take all the brothers and leave..."

Just at this moment, Brodok, who had just taken a few steps, heard some sound!

It wasn't a sound, more like the heart suddenly trembled.

"Did you hear any sound?" Brodok turned around, and several brothers in the regiment who followed him also stopped immediately.

"sound?"

"There's no sound."

The flame on the torch suddenly became brighter at this moment, and it felt like a breeze was blowing in.

"Let's go first. It's too dark here after all." Maybe he heard it wrong. Brodock didn't think much about it. He hurriedly packed the three life sparks in the bag he carried with him, ready to take them back for further research.

"Captain, someone is missing!"

Suddenly, a team member yelled.

"Someone's missing."

At the back, there were originally eight people in the group, including himself, Atacres, and six people from the regiment.

But when I looked around, there were only 5 people left.

"It's the archaeologist. The archaeologist is missing."

The crowd hurriedly gathered together to let the torchlight shine brighter.

The visible range around is about seven meters...

"Damn it! Where are they? Stop playing around and come out... Did the tomb robbers ask you to do this?"

Brodock is an old hunter after all, and most of the suspicious situations are probably caused by traitors. Could it be that the other party is an undercover sent by the tomb robbers?

"Atakris, be alert to the surroundings."

"Yes, Captain!"

"Where are you? Come out."

Brodock continued to shout and took a torch from the team member next to him.

Aim at the right spot and throw it more than ten meters away.

The firelight illuminated the distant corner...there were still carved stone walls and iron tools for sacrifice that had been placed there since who knows when.

Full of cobwebs and dust.

Tick-tock

A drop of water fell on Brodock's face, and even the people around him felt drops of water flowing down their heads.

look up.

A scene that everyone will never forget appeared above their heads.

The archaeologist member was now hanging above his head, and the falling drops of water were his flowing blood.

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