"The Will of Death!" Jiang Yuan's eyes suddenly turned deep, and three seconds later, a fragment of memory, only half an hour long, flooded into his mind.
He has not yet integrated the Darkblood Elf into the Grim Reaper's hand, meaning he has not mastered the Grim Reaper's will. However, his previous dazed, sleepwalking state granted him a slight ability to read memories.
"Is this the burial pit?"
As the fragments of memory unfolded, Jiang Yuan saw the events within that memory, which were also the mercenary's experiences before his death.
The dead mercenaries were the first to find this burial pit. However, when they first arrived here, there was no sinkhole. This place was just a plain, but there were many traces of war on this plain, including swords, spears, axes, horse bones, and human remains.
The anomaly began when the owner of this memory pulled a bronze spear from the ground. As soon as the spear was pulled out, the sky and earth changed color, the massive foundation began to collapse, and in just a few seconds, a sinkhole full of withered bones appeared before their eyes.
The appearance of the sinkhole did not immediately take their lives; what preceded the corpse poison was a three-meter-tall, crystal-clear red jade stele.
As Jiang Yuan read through his memories, he thought to himself, "There are words on the stone tablet, but unfortunately the memories are not fully read, so I can't see them!"
Strictly speaking, he has not yet mastered the will of death, because the 160,000 killing intent points are still stored in the Hand of Death and have not been used. He needs to make another preparation. If the Lord of War really wants to use him as the candidate for possession, he can use the killing intent points of the Hand of Death to replace the Blood Elf, thereby disrupting the Lord of War's plan.
The last part of the memory is that several mercenaries placed their hands on the red jade tablet, and then they all became excited and frenzied, and finally even made the move to take the red jade tablet away.
The memory abruptly ends there; all that remains is the sight of shattered stone tablet fragments flying everywhere, and the thick, viscous corpse poison.
"This is the Soul-Suppressing Stele!"
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