Chapter 386 Opening the Royal Tomb

Fifty miles. This distance is not too far, but it is definitely not close.

If we were to just walk at the speed of a mortal, it would take at least ten hours to arrive.

If you take the steam train, it only takes an hour to arrive.

If you were to ride a horse, even the best racehorse would need to run at full speed for at least an hour and a half to complete this distance, and it is very likely that you would foam at the mouth and fall to the ground halfway.

But this fifty-mile distance seems a bit sparse and ordinary in front of the most powerful ancient lion weapon in the waking world today.

Dai Qisi moved her limbs with all her strength, and could fly hundreds of yards away with just one leap. Her terrifying speed could almost tear the sound barrier apart.

Counting from the time when the Ancient Lion took her first step in the British Army camp in Shiraz to when she swung her front paws to tear apart the rapid-fired solid shell - this entire journey took a total of 343 seconds. .

And at the 343rd second, Dai Qisi's hot and sharp force attached to the claw blade had torn apart the equally hot and red solid shells and attacked the lobster-like soldiers in front of them in a panic.

The six British soldiers looked at the terrifying scarlet flames and charged towards the temporary position. They tremblingly pulled the trigger, and before the muzzle of the gun could even spit out gray smoke.

In the next moment, four red and hot blade lights passed by, and the bodies of the six people were cut into five similar remains in the flying blade lights.

Broken head, severed arms, split torso, jagged pelvis and broken legs.

The wound section of the broken corpse was blackened like charcoal, and even the blood had no chance to spurt out.

The broken head rolled over and fell to the ground. He died before he could react. His two eyeballs were spinning and looking in all directions, but he could only see countless pieces of flesh and limbs falling in front of him. .

It was as if a real bloody storm had suddenly descended on the wasteland tonight, with broken limbs and pieces of flesh pouring down.

The power of casting and blades burst out from the tip of the bronze lion's claws, and sharp blades like condensed flames struck in all directions. Each flaming sharp blade was able to tear apart several soldiers who were fleeing in panic. Under the night sky, only Countless twisted arc-shaped flames could be seen lighting up in the endless wasteland, and the arc-shaped flames were intertwined with each other, as if flowers of death and fear were blooming delicately.

The wilderness was resounding with the sound of war drums beating as fiercely as thunder.

Every roar of the drum seems to make the sky and the earth tremble.

The beating of war drums was accompanied by the accompaniment of tearing bones and flesh and wailing and screaming.

This is the terrifying sound called the roaring engine of war!

In just seven seconds, this army of hundreds of people was completely defeated. The 20-pound field heavy artillery that had high hopes was even less effective. The solid projectiles were torn into ten pieces before they hit the burning monster. Several pieces of broken iron.

Dai Qisi swung her blazing claw blade again, and the blazing arc of flames flew across a distance of dozens of yards in an instant, cutting another fearful and cowardly deserter into five pieces.

She looked at the backs of the remaining soldiers who were still running wildly thinking they had been spared, and the corners of her lion-faced lips raised in a playful arc.

"Hehe, you weak insect, run away as fast as you can."

"Killing is an interesting thing that deserves to be pondered carefully, especially when you think you have hope for life, and then you are given inevitable death... the desperate expressions of mortals are the most interesting!"

"Try to escape, try your best to survive, and let me experience the long-lost joy of hunting."

The ancient lion extinguished the blazing flames that could melt sand and stone around it, and the darkness of night swept back, capturing the wasteland into shadows that were hard to see.

The lion that had restrained its flames seemed to blend directly into the night. Its thick flesh pads made no sound when it stepped on the gravel. Only the cold wind could be heard whistling by.

Only the slight sound of flesh cutting from time to time reminded the fleeing soldiers that the terrifying burning monster has not left yet!

It has been lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to move, waiting to appreciate the moment of despair before our death!

But the remaining soldiers are no longer new recruits on the battlefield. They have experienced several wars, and their hearts and wills are as tough as steel, and they will never collapse and lose control.

Even if they are faced with the pursuit and play of such a terrifying monster, they can still calm down and think about how to escape smoothly.

The first soldier took a moment to calm down his breathing. After looking around, he determined that the only sound he could hear was the howling wind, like howling ghosts and wolves. He then decided to slowly step back on the footprints he had just left, and then found a soft sandy beach. Heap, hiding in the sand with a thin breathing tube in his mouth.

This is not the first time in his life that he has hidden in the sand. As a child of God who grew up in the desert, hiding in the sand is his unique skill. He has used this method to avoid being tracked by jackals and enemy troops.

"I'm sure this method can also evade the tracking of that terrible monster."

The soldier thought solemnly, then closed his eyes tightly and slowed down the rhythm of his breathing and heartbeat. In his mind, he imagined that he had turned into a puddle of sand with no signs of life, integrating perfectly with nature, even the lizards in the desert. He didn't realize that his nest had been occupied by this strange visitor. He was shaking his head on the sand in confusion, looking for the entrance to his nest.

Then a terrifying beast that was extremely heavy and extremely light stepped silently on the slightly raised sand. The huge body like a hill stepped on the soft sand but did not make any sound at all, as if the beast standing on the sand was just a phantom left over from thousands of years ago.

The soldier hiding in the sand secretly counted the numbers in his heart, one, two, three, four... four hundred and thirty-two, five hundred and sixty-eight, one thousand eight hundred and ninety-seven, three thousand five hundred and ninety-nine, three thousand six hundred.

"It has been a full hour, and there is no sound outside. Has the monster gone to hunt other people?"

"Although I am a little embarrassed, I am sorry, brothers, your sacrifice is valuable and has attracted enough attention for me... Thank you for your sacrifice. I will definitely come back to pay tribute to you when I am free next year!"

The soldier in the sand murmured in his heart, but he continued to hide for three hours without making a sound, until dawn was about to come.

"According to the time, it should be almost dawn now, right?"

"Assuming that the terrible monster is still wandering outside, then the darkest time before dawn is the best time for me to escape... Otherwise, after the sun rises, there will be no place to hide in the desert."

"And after hiding in this cold sand pile for half a night, my body and mind are about to reach their limits."

"If I continue to hide, when the scorching sunlight shines down during the day, the sand will gradually become hot. I have just experienced extreme cold and will suffer from extreme heat again. I will definitely catch a cold and lose consciousness after the sudden cold and heat... By then "It is even more difficult for me to hide in the sand when my mental and physical condition are both bad. I definitely cannot maintain the current peaceful state. "

"No, I must get out of the sand... Even if I don't leave this place directly, at least let me take out the water bag in my arms and take a sip to replenish water, otherwise I will definitely not be able to withstand the heat of the desert during the day."

The soldier thought so, and slowly got up from the sand. His movements were subtle and cautious. He first raised his head slightly, causing the sand pile above to bulge slightly, and then waited patiently again, waiting for no other movement from the outside world before continuing the next action.

First, the head was pulled away from the beach, and the frozen white skin finally came into contact with the free air again. Every pore was breathing wantonly, and then opened his eyes.

There was only a gray and gloomy wasteland in front of him. The sky and the earth were covered with the darkest gray color before dawn. It seemed that there was no vitality at all, as if this wasteland was just the corpse of an ancient and huge monster.

Huh——The soldier exhaled a breath of turbid air carefully and cautiously, gently and slowly pulled his upper body out of the sand pile, took out the water bag that he must carry when traveling from his clothes, put it in his mouth, raised his neck and sipped it lightly, and even held a small sip to wait for the water to slowly dissipate and relieve thirst.

The cool and moist liquid flowed into the dry throat, and the cold feeling spread from the esophagus to the whole body, and the stiff body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But this is the feeling of life! Only by living can you experience cold and warmth, only by living can you feel sour, spicy, salty and sweet... Only by living, there is hope.

The soldier didn't really feel relieved until this moment. He exhaled a long breath, and it seemed that all the fear and anxiety of last night were mixed in this breath and expelled from his body.

He slowly put down the water bag and sighed thankfully:

"Finally survived again-"

The soldier suddenly widened his eyes, and saw a pair of giant eyeballs as bright as lanterns appear in front of him at some point!

The pair of eyes shining with golden light were not only as bright as lanterns, but also as large as lanterns, like a pair of shining bronze mirrors, clearly reflecting his terrified and stunned face.

The terrifying lion head, as huge as a steam locomotive, squeezed out a creepy and ferocious smile towards the soldier whose half of his body was buried in the sand.

"Hehe, finally you show your head, cute little mouse!"

The last impression of the soldier hiding in the sand was that the bloody mouth of the dark abyss like hell gradually enlarged, as if he could see other comrades hidden in the other's deep stomach waving to him... How can you survive alone? Let's go to hell together.

Dai Qisi smacked her lips, and her barbed tongue scraped off the skull fragments stuck in the gap between the fangs.

"As expected, the brain of extreme fear is the most delicious."

"Every time I taste the taste filled with fear and anxiety, I feel extremely happy... It can almost be compared with the taste of the meat feast that year."

"But compared to the unbridled appetite of the cup people, I still prefer the pleasure of hunting and torturing and swallowing."

"What's the fun of meat that comes to your door? Of course, the flesh and blood that have experienced struggle and resistance are the most chewy!"

Daisy burped and spit out several sunken skulls remaining in her stomach. She was about to go and hunt the prey that was left to the last, the mortal who was obviously the leader of this army.

"I deliberately left you to the last, hoping that your cry for help and assistance could bring about a sufficiently interesting resistance."

"Let me see who wins and who loses between the eternal fire that once ignited most of the awakening world and the impeccable fire given to us by the general!"

The ancient lion sniffed lightly, and it had already indexed the scent of the sergeant who was running away on horseback. It turned its head to look in the direction of the rising dawn, and was about to step on the ground and fly up.

But before she stepped on the ground, her sharp eyes had already noticed that the first ray of dawn light did not seem to be sprinkled on the ground according to the laws of nature, but was attracted by some incredible force and all rushed to another place!

The morning light that should have illuminated the earth was now rushing to a certain mountain peak, as if a vortex of light was forming on the top of the mountain, and the light and heat of the dawn were all sucked away by this impossible invisible vortex!

And that mountain was the Kindness Mountain that the ancient lion Daiqisi was most familiar with and hated the most!

"It's that moth!"

"It actually stole the secret of the entrance to the royal tomb?!"

"Did it steal it from my mind when it threw away the general's prohibition for me?"

"It's such a clear fact, but I didn't remember it until now?!"

"The oblivion of the moth is such a despicable and dirty power!!!"

"Arrogant moth, you will pay the price for your greed and arrogance!!!"

The blazing heat gushed out from every pore of the bronze skin, and the furious ancient lion in the turbid white smoke had soared into the sky, like a blazing cannonball rushing towards the Kindness Mountain forty miles away.

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The top of Kindness Mountain.

The female dancer was whispering the secret words of opening that Mr. Watson told her, and the inner phase of the soul was vibrating at an unprecedented high speed and frequency. She could clearly sense the shadowless portal hidden between reality and illusion in the sky.

When she began to urge the Qi Xiang to chant the corresponding spell, the ceremony of opening the entrance to the tomb of the Shadowless Kings had already lost control and started to operate on its own.

The power of opening and dismantling permeated the mountaintop, and the broken gravel had collapsed and disintegrated in this violent power.

Even Mary Mostan, the caster standing in the center of the vortex of the Qi secret technique, could not control herself and opened her body.

The white and smooth skin like solidified fat had cracked inch by inch, and the dark texture underneath could not help but burst. The gap between the textures was constantly expanding until the bones hidden under the flesh and blood were exposed.

In the self-cracked chest, it was clear that the heart was beating hard, and the pumping blood was about to burst the struggling blood vessels.

But at this time, the terrible drum of war had sounded in the wasteland, and the most powerful lion weapon in the awakening world was about to arrive!

The torn female dancer screamed with all her might: "Three minutes! I still need three minutes!"

"Got it."

Watson looked at the flaming lion shadow running in the distance, took out a heavy gun from the box, and said calmly:

"I will buy you enough time."