Chapter 228 Puppet of Fate (4)
Seeing those chains that looked like giant pythons, Ron's heart trembled slightly.
In the game, he had seen the grandeur of the imperial mausoleum, but he was absolutely sure that there were absolutely no thigh-thick chains in the imperial mausoleum in the game.
He frowned, not understanding what had gone wrong.
People of the Dusk, why do you use these chains and runes to suppress your ancestors?
Just by looking at those densely packed and crisscrossing chains swaying in the aftermath of the battle between the gravediggers and gravekeepers, Ron could feel how cautious the person who set up those chains was, as if he was afraid that the ancestors of the Dusk Clan would jump out of their coffins.
An extremely strange feeling quietly emerged in Ron's heart, and an inexplicable chill instantly flowed through his body along the soles of his feet. In a short period of time, Ron's body was covered with a dense layer of goose bumps.
Ron was almost completely lost in his own thoughts, his brain was racing.
There is no doubt that the Dusk Clan is very powerful, and the Dusk Clan King is the strongest of the strong. Just from the performance of the last Dusk King Zhou Yang, it can be seen that he has the strength to compete with the gods. And from Zhou Yang's diary, although he is called the wise king and is supported by all major races, his talent in cultivation can only be regarded as above average, which can be said to be excellent, but definitely not a genius.
Zhou Yang might be using cheats, for example, he knows a lot about the future, but this kind of cheats actually don’t help much in improving Zhou Yang’s strength.
In other words, all the Twilight Kings of all generations were basically powerful beings who had entered the realm of God, without many exceptions.
Among them, those Twilight Kings who are called true geniuses are probably more powerful than Zhou Yang, the last Twilight King.
For strong people like this, their thinking and consciousness can no longer be calculated from the perspective of ordinary people... Who can guarantee that they will not notice certain information that they should not discover in their long lives?
Who would be afraid of these powerful beings? Ron looked up silently.
But soon, his gaze was retracted, and he quickly thought of another question.
The life span of each race is different.
Dragons have the longest lifespan, and a powerful giant dragon can live seven to eight thousand years or even tens of thousands of years. On average, it's probably about four to five thousand years.
Secondly, there are the now extinct Dusk Clan. The lifespan of the Dusk Clan members was also one or two thousand years.
However, what determines lifespan is not just race, but also one's own strength.
Even for humans, whose average lifespan is only a few decades, as long as they are strong enough and practice to a sufficiently exaggerated level, their lifespan will also increase. Although they may still not be comparable to beings like dragons and the Dusk Clan, it is possible to live for seven or eight hundred years, or even thousands of years.
The same is true for the Dusk Clan. As their strength increases, their lifespan will also increase. For a strong man like the Dusk King, living for three or four thousand years should not be a big problem. The history of the Dusk Clan is about ten thousand years, which means three or five generations of Dusk Kings, and at most a dozen generations of emperors.
However, looking at the coffins in front of us, there are at least hundreds of them.
Even Zhou Yang's records raised doubts about this point. It seemed that each generation of Dusk King would not serve as emperor for too long, at least a few decades or more than ten years. Zhou Yang even specifically mentioned that there was a Dusk King who was the most talented among the Dusk people in ten thousand years. However, after serving as the Dusk King for less than a year, just ten months, he suddenly died.
As for the longest time, it is no more than a hundred years at most. Like Zhou Yang's cheap father, he sat on the throne for three hundred years, which is simply the biggest anomaly of the Dusk Clan so far.
Could it be that the throne is poisonous, and every Dusk King who sits on the throne will not live long? Ron once had doubts about this, but at that time he just laughed it off and didn't take it to heart. But now, after seeing the hundreds of huge coffins and dense chains in front of him, an unprecedented fear suddenly struck his heart.
He knew he had made a serious mistake.
As a time traveler, he looked down on everyone in the world.
Over tens of thousands of years, the Dusk Continent has produced many talented people. With so many brilliant geniuses, is there no one who can glimpse the invisible mastermind that is secretly manipulating the Dusk Continent?
No, someone must have discovered it.
In fact, the number is quite large.
However, all those who discovered the truth, or even had doubts, are dead.
Just like these one hundred and twelve Twilight Kings, the moment they glimpsed the truth of the world, that was the moment their lives ended.
In order to prevent these Twilight Kings from causing any disasters after their death, they are even suppressed with nine iron chains and mysterious runes to prevent them from being reborn forever.
The people of the Dusk tribe would naturally not use such means to treat their ancestors.
Who made these iron chains and spells? The gravekeeper! For generations, the gravekeeper has guarded the mausoleum for the royal family of the Twilight Clan. His true identity is fate's... puppet.
hiss.
After realizing this, Ron took a breath of cold air and was shocked.
He suddenly raised his head and saw that Bai Yuan had left his side at some point, his body turned into a pure white light and rushed straight to the back of one of the two old men in the mausoleum.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
In this mausoleum, two old men were fighting.
One of them is Bridges.
Although this man is old and has white hair and beard, he stands straight and looks energetic.
The other man was wearing ragged linen clothes, with a hunched body and holding a shovel. Who else could he be but the gravekeeper? The gravekeeper used the shovel as a magic wand. The two old men were surrounded by shields on their bodies, and powerful magic kept bombarding them.
If you look closely, you will find that the image of the gravekeeper is completely different from any other existence in the Temple of Dusk.
The source of the plague has almost turned into a shriveled mummy.
The Dusk Guard's body was also stiff, like a walking corpse.
The Dusk King was left with only a sense of resentment.
As for the other BOSSES, although I haven't seen them now, I have encountered them countless times in the game. General Feng Wuhen has completely merged with the warhorse under him and turned into a half-man, half-horse monster.
Legolas the Windrunner has also completely transformed into a vengeful spirit, living in his own weapon.
But the gravekeeper in front of him, although he looked haggard, could vaguely feel the rise and fall of his chest, and the air exhaled from his nostrils and lips. Although his eyes were cloudy, they still had a faint gleam of light...
Even though the Temple of Dusk has been submerged in the void for eight thousand years, the gravekeeper... is still alive.
He is indeed a puppet of fate.
Chapter 4 is here.
(End of this chapter)