This armor was worn by the former head of the family.
In order to ensure the safety of his tomb after its construction, Tisnato left his armor here to guard the tomb.
Although Helnason was not sure where the power driving the armor came from.
But he knew that this was something he had to respect and protect.
However, he knew that since it was the armor of the former patriarch, he could not break it.
If Victor wants to come to him, then bring him here.
These were the words that the former head of the family had specifically instructed Helnason before he left.
This time, Helnersen bowed deeply once again.
If we were to say that before, it was out of respect for that warrior when facing battle.
This bow was his way of paying respects to Tisnato as Clavenna's butler.
Then, Helnason bent down, picked up the scattered armor, and headed deeper into the tomb.
Until he stopped again.
Before Helnason lay a crimson treasure chest, half-buried in the soil.
The surrounding area was filled with collapsed rubble and debris. The air was thick with dust and small stone fragments.
The shockwaves from the dust that lingered for a short time seemed to engulf him.
The power of that punch almost completely destroyed the palace.
However, the underground tomb did not collapse because Helnersen controlled his strength well.
Even with such terrifying force, he could control it with exquisite precision.
This is what a martial arts master is.
However, even so, one cannot stay in this underground tomb for long.
Hail Nathan stared at the crimson treasure chest, lost in thought.
Even with everything else destroyed, this treasure chest remained intact.
Moreover, it seems that the Victor family head was sucked into this treasure chest.
So he held the scattered pieces of armor in one hand and grabbed the cross decoration on the treasure chest with the other.
The treasure chest was embedded in the ground, and Helnason could clearly feel that the crimson chest was extremely heavy.
With just a little effort, the ground seemed to be lifted up along with him.
Finally, he exerted a sudden burst of force, lifting the ground up by the roots and taking the treasure chest embedded in the ground.
With a treasure chest in one hand and armor in the other, Hailnason walked resolutely outside.
As Helnason left, the entire tomb began to tremble.
Countless stones and rubble gradually collapsed, filling the entire tomb.
The entire tomb was reduced to ruins, as if it had entered nothingness, with pieces falling one by one into the deep pit.
Hearing the constant commotion around him, Helnason calmly walked out of the tomb.
Behind them, rubble and debris continued to fall like rain.
Until he stepped out of the stone gate, the world behind him completely collapsed.
Only the hellish orange flames burned in the tomb, illuminating the earth buried under dust and rubble.
Then it gradually disappeared.
...
Dense sparks danced in the air, and mechanical vibrations echoed continuously.
Sparks of light danced between the cracks in the steel, radiating a red glow, while the dust and smoke on the ground appeared dreamlike under the light.
Bathed in the firelight, Victor stood before the gates of hell, his entire body enveloped in green ghostly flames.
The sound of steel and gears turning filled my ears, creating a deafening roar.
By passing through the gates of hell, one can reach the true underworld.
Now, Victor has stepped into this mysterious world.
Vega squinted, his black wings, which were brightly illuminated by the firelight, fluttering:
“Victor, tell me, are you sure this is a place we can get to right now?”
"no."
The crisp answer caused the crows to start cawing and making a ruckus:
"Then why did you bring me here?"
"What, do you want to have a perfect double suicide with me?"
Victor stood with his hands in his pockets, his dark green trench coat shattered into steel-like fragments that swayed slightly in the air.
The orange flames were always intertwined with the eerie green will-o'-the-wisps, as if they were constantly vying for possession of the trench coat.
Unfortunately, the flames of the underworld could not reach the fragments of the trench coat no matter what they tried.
A smile appeared on Viktor's face, and the flowing flames at his waist flickered and extinguished, beating like a heart.
"Don't you think it's exciting?"
Vega was rendered speechless by his words.
However, it and Victor certainly got into a lot of exciting things.
From the moment he first met Viktor, this mad mage dared to challenge the Calamity alone.
Not only did they dare to take on the challenge, but the result was even more astonishing.
That terrifying being, which probably even tens of thousands of people could not fight together, was actually defeated by him alone!
From that moment on, Vega had a vague feeling that something was wrong with Viktor.
However, after that, Vega gradually became familiar with Viktor's frenzied fighting style.
He enjoys challenging himself in all sorts of extremely dangerous places, always teetering on the edge of death.
And each time, he won the final victory at just the right moment.
Yes, just right.
In those battles, Viktor would have died instantly if he had been touched by those powerful enemies even slightly.
But Viktor always manages to win in ways that are incomprehensible to it.
It's like... taking on a game.
but……
But my friend, the place we are in now is not a place where living beings can just barge in.
so--
"Once you've achieved your goal, let's leave."
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