mijobooks Chapter 443 Strange Smell, Bronze Coffin Pier
Chapter 443 Strange Smell, Bronze Coffin Pier
"F*ck!"
Li Ang cursed and jumped to the corner of the tomb.
A group of bats descended from the sky, flapping their wings, stirring up dust and ashes.
These bats are small in size and slender, with a pair of membrane-like wings growing on their backs, and they are dressed in shabby cloth clothes. Their faces are pale, their eye sockets are sunken, their lips are shriveled, their bodies are emaciated, and their eyes are blood red.
Their eyeballs do not have pupils, but are covered with dense blood lines, exuding a scarlet evil aura, giving people a creepy feeling.
"Bat spirit?"
Li Ang narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the group of bat spirits.
The bat demon is a new race formed by the combination of vampires and bat-like demons. It has extremely strong body and strength, is good at flying, has amazing speed, and has strong attack power.
However, the IQ of bat demons is generally low, and basically they only know how to kill and lack soul.
Li Ang didn't act rashly, he stood where he was, cautiously on guard.
The bat spirits gathered around the bronze coffin, sniffing each other, making sharp and ear-piercing calls, seeming to be arguing and communicating.
"What are they doing?"
Li Ang touched the golden key hanging from his belt, and murmured: "Since this thing is the key to open the coffin, could it be..."
He raised his foot and kicked the golden bricks at his feet, and walked towards the coffin, intending to open the heavy coffin.
boom! boom!
As soon as he took two steps, there was a muffled sound in the coffin, as if someone was hitting the coffin board with his fist.
Li Ang frowned, squatting on the edge of the coffin, listening carefully.
Boom~boom~boom~
Every time the person in the coffin beat the coffin board, his chest would swell slightly, making a dull sound, as if a person was breathing hard.
"Is this guy alive?"
Li Ang guessed suspiciously, stretched out his finger and poked the coffin wall.
Boom!
The dull sound came again, and sparks splashed on the coffin wall, showing the vigor of the knocker.
The muscles of Li Ang's right arm were tense, and he was accumulating a lot of strength. He slammed the coffin board and smashed towards the strange existence inside the coffin.
The coffin board was obstructed, paused for a moment, and continued to smash at the existence inside, but failed to hit any target.
"Is there a misty shadow in this coffin?"
Thinking to himself, Li Ang swung his fist again and hit the coffin again and again, each time he hit the coffin accurately, but he still failed to touch the weird existence inside.
The weird existence in the coffin seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and Li Ang couldn't catch its moving track at all.
"This kind of thing can only be done by magic?"
Li Ang muttered in his heart, a string of crystal skulls appeared on his wrist, he tapped the coffin wall lightly, and at the same time condensed his Mental Energy, sensing the surrounding wind, ground tremor frequency, air humidity and other information.
After a while, his eyes froze, his right arm was raised high, and he swung out suddenly, smashing the side wall of the coffin.
Several deep marks appeared on the side wall of the coffin, the inside was empty, only a pile of bones scattered around.
Li Ang froze for a moment, looked at the skeleton with a strange expression, and murmured, "This guy... ran away?"
He picked up a skeleton, squeezed it in his hand and observed carefully, "What is this thing? A bone?"
Li Ang put the skull under his nose and sniffed.
A rotten smell hits the face, making people sick.
"This smell is exactly the same as the smell of carrion on the body of Egyptian wizards, but it is obviously not in the category of witchcraft.
Although these bones are light green in color, they are as hard as steel, and there is no sign of decay. They should have been dead for many days.
This guy still has such great power after death, no wonder he dared to break into the imperial tomb. "
Li Ang was secretly surprised, put the skeleton aside, walked to the side of the bronze coffin, and looked at the corpse in the coffin, "Could it be that the Egyptian wizard really buried Abraham Estandine here?"
The bronze rune on the coffin board has long been damaged and dilapidated, but the original majesty, grandeur, domineering solemnity, and rich atmosphere of ancient Egyptian luxury can still be seen.
Li Ang stared at the bronze pattern on the coffin lid, pondered for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes, activated the magic book in his mind, and unfolded the "Bible".
clatter...
The golden light shines from the pages of the book, like a scorching sun, reflecting the surrounding area into a vast expanse of whiteness.
"This is..."
Li Ang opened his eyes and looked at the palm of own, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
There, he perceived an ancient and complicated imprint, which was shining faintly, like a miniature version of the sun pattern.
Holy Word?
Holy Word is the most common and simplest spell, and its casting method mainly consists of incantations and runes.
The spell is to recite the scriptures and pray to God to grant divine power, so as to generate powerful magic power and drive magic.
The rune is even more obscure and difficult to understand, the amount of information contained in it is huge and complex, all-inclusive, and some of them are even unheard of by Li Ang.
The effect of the Holy Word is to increase Mental Energy, increasing the release strength and stability of Mental Energy.
The effect of the rune is to increase the output of magic power and increase the effect of magic damage.
The key to both lies in the 'spell', and only through the spell can powerful magic be released.
However, the holy words here are completely different from the runes, filled with a strange and evil atmosphere, as if they are curse words from the depths of The Underworld.
Li Ang had seen this power in a certain undead Mage.
"It's him."
Li Ang's eyelids twitched, and his heart twitched violently when he thought of the venomous witch being sucked into the ground.
The undead Mage he knew was named Carl Fred Victor. He was a powerful Mage whose strength was comparable to legends. It was said that he was also an apprentice of an ancient mage.
It's a pity that Carl Fred Victor doesn't like casting spells. Except for the occasional Insight Codex or studying magic, the rest of the time stays in the Taliban church, enjoying the leisurely and peaceful days, having a cup of coffee and reading ancient books.
How did such an ordinary person die in a tomb Thousand Years ago?
"Could it be that the tomb robbers dug the wrong crypt and killed the owner of the tomb?"
Li Ang shook his head, no matter whether Carl Fred was killed or not, there is no time to think about it now.
He first checked the inside of the coffin and found a puddle of viscous liquid exuding a disgusting sour smell.
There are several human bones floating on the surface of the liquid, both male and female, all of them maintain a sitting posture, as if they still sit upright in Lotus Position after death, kneeling devoutly.
Li Ang took out a candle and stuck it on the grave.
"Hmm...cough cough!"
Suddenly, the coffin shook, and there was a hoarse coughing sound from inside, followed by rough and loud laughter.
The laughter became clearer and louder until the cave was buzzing.
click.
The lid of the bronze coffin popped up suddenly, and a pale face protruded from it, with sunken eye sockets, uneven cheeks, and crowded facial features, revealing a ferocious and terrifying expression.