In the underground palace of Rahman Royal Mausoleum, outside the bedroom, behind the altar in front of the long stone steps, Chabakunka was sitting cross-legged there, with his eyes closed and resting, guarded by two wilderness spirits on his left and right.
After having closed his eyes for an unknown amount of time, Chabakunka opened his eyes and looked at the row of copper lamps on the altar. Of the original three burning copper lamps, only one was still burning. Seeing the light flickering in the air and seemingly about to go out at any time, Chabakunka slowly stood up and looked at the towering black stone door in front of the stairs.
"The time has come..."
Muttering softly, the lizard spirit beside Chabakunka stretched out its body and roared silently. Along with the movement of the lizard spirit, the large amounts of sand and soil scattered in the underground palace and piled up everywhere began to move. Under the control of the invisible force, the sand and soil began to automatically float up and quickly gathered in the direction of Chabakunka, quickly wrapping Chabakunka in it. As more and more sand and soil gathered, Chabakunka's body became more and more huge, and its shape gradually changed. Not long after, a sand giant lizard about ten meters long appeared in the underground palace space. Chabakunka and his spirit were wrapped in a thick layer of sand, and its empty eyes silently stared at the closed stone door.
As time passed, the last light among the two copper lamps went out in a flickering sound, and the stone door began to open slowly. Just when the door had just opened a crack, a shadow shot out from it. Chabakunka took a closer look and found that it was the flying carpet-type extraordinary device he had seen before.
"Want to run?"
Seeing the flying carpet speeding out, Chabakunka immediately ordered the Sand Monitor Lizard to control the sand around it. Huge sand snakes rose up from the piled up sand in the underground palace and pounced towards Feifan. Correspondingly, small cylinders flew out from the flying carpet. They were actually sticks of explosives tied with iron sheets.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!”
As explosives exploded all around the flying carpet, the attacking sand snakes were blown away one by one. The flying carpet flew through the rising dust and flew towards the exit of the underground palace. It seemed that it would reach the exit soon.
"Beak sound... 㳍..."
Facing the enemy who tried to escape, Chabakunka calmly bowed to his own Wild Spirit. Then, the chicken-shaped Wild Spirit beside Chabakunka opened its mouth and let out a soul-piercing scream. The piercing soul sound spread throughout the entire underground palace in an instant. The members of the flying carpet seemed to be affected by the scream, and they slowly fell to the ground while swaying, and fell on the sand.
When the scream ended, Chabakunka saw the flying carpet falling in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face. Then he shouted in the language of the soul.
"I am the goal, your goal, the goal of souls. Souls, come to me..."
As Chabakunka's words spread, a female spirit with an enchanting figure slowly rose from the place where the flying carpet fell, and floated towards Chabakunka. During this process, she turned into a dark green soul fire, and when she floated in front of Chabakunka, Chabakunka opened his mouth and swallowed the soul fire into his body.
After devouring the soul of an entangled enemy, Chabakunka was satisfied, but also a little confused. In his impression, there were two enemies, but there was only one soul floating over. Where was the other soul?
Just as Chabakunka was wondering, inside the underground palace's bedroom, beside the stone door, Dorothy huddled in the corner of the wall built by three sides of the Dark Cold Stone, covering her head, suppressing her somewhat turbid consciousness, suppressing the shock of her soul. The screaming fluctuations of Chabakunka's soul were mostly absorbed by the Dark Cold Stone around Dorothy. Under the protection of the Dark Cold Stone, her soul was not completely shocked.
Dorothy did not go out on the flying carpet just now. On the flying carpet, there was only Neveu. Only Neveu's soul was shocked by Chabakunka. Only her soul was absorbed by Chabakunka. Dorothy would not ignore it.
'Mr. Hunter...it's time!'
Relying on information communication, Dorothy's speech was directly transmitted to the distant Pritt.
At this time, in Tivian, the capital of Pritt, somewhere in the underground of a mansion that the Boyle family had recently secretly purchased, in a secret basement, a golden bird scepter was standing here, and under the scepter was a magic circle of "Start" and "Light" that had just been drawn not long ago. Next to the magic circle were two people. They were Nunot, the Boyle family's butler with a solemn expression, and Greg, a young hunter who was sitting in front of the magic circle with a focused look.
After hearing the voice in his head, Gregor immediately activated the magic circle in front of him. By consuming the three "lamps" of storage and the "inspiration" spirituality in the golden scepter, he completed several divinations in one breath. As the magic circle was activated, the light on the golden scepter began to dim slightly.
On the other side, Chabakunka, who was confused about where another soul was at the moment, slowly controlled the Sand Monitor Lizard to turn his head and look at the still open door of the bedroom. Just as he was about to go over to check inside, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.
Whispers, dense whispers sounded out of thin air in the space of the underground palace and quickly spread. Chabakunka suddenly felt that there seemed to be people talking and plotting quietly everywhere in the underground palace, but he could see nothing when he looked around.
How does this happen? What happened?
Even greater confusion lingered in Chabakunka's mind, and along with this confusion was a deep sense of foreboding. Unknowingly, the originally dim space in the underground palace became even darker, and a cold chill spread all around. An inexplicable fear emerged in Chabakunka's heart, and his intuition told him that something seemed to be coming.
"Who is it! Who is there?"
Chabakunka frowned and shouted to the surroundings in the language of the soul, but all he got in response was a strange sound.
“Snap, snap, snap!”
Amidst the continuous strange light noises, one dark hand print after another appeared out of thin air on the walls and pillars of the underground palace, and then became denser and denser, as if they were going to fill the entire underground palace. Along with the appearance of these strange hand prints, a cold and hoarse laugh sounded out of thin air inside the underground palace.
“Hey…hey…hey…heyhehe…Boyle…Boyle…I never thought that you would dare to set foot on this land…”
㱗Amid the hoarse laughter, a mummified face that was almost as big as the entire Sand Monitor Lizard and as thin as a skeleton appeared out of thin air. There were dark green flames in its eyes, and it stared at the Sand Monitor Lizard and the Chabakunka inside its body.
"Ha, we meet again, little Boyle! Don't think any barrier can protect you! There is nowhere for you to escape in this land! No matter what you hide, there is nothing inside! Pay the price!"
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