Chapter 207 – Ancient Missing Link (6)
‘No shit, an underground graveyard?’
As I looked into the bronze mirror, I made an impression on the colossi of the graveyard leading into the well.
What catacombs? Is it not the remains of an ancient civilization we are looking for, but the old cemetery of this city? It gave me goosebumps to see white bones piled up near the well. 24-hour Daesa Wonhyo’s skull water, it’s not a cannibal restaurant.
“Wait a minute, Sister Fran. Hide for now! There’s a torch, so someone might be walking around!”
“No, before hiding, show me the food in the graveyard! We have to analyze it from the year!”
“Dana. Be careful. I can’t hear the sound with this magic. If anyone approaches, we won’t notice. It is right to avoid the body.”
─Slightly. Party members who voice their opinions. There are a lot of boatmen, so the boat goes to the mantle.
“I’ll hide for now.”
Frank chose to hide.
Time was on our side. Let’s go calmly.
Hiding in the dark and hardened like a stone, the sparrow golem filmed the cemetery like a surveillance camera. Like the ruins of Azteca, the skulls were stuffed into the walls, so it was disgusting.
Could that jar over there be an ashes? We swallowed our saliva in a space full of signs of death.
Lari Lura muttered as she rubbed her forearm.
“Here, this is not the ruin we are looking for. There is no reason to distribute potions to places like this.”
“I do not know yet. The style of the tomb is similar to that of the late ancient civilization. During the Great War, soldiers might have used it as a temporary shelter… No, even if that was the case, I would have put a sheet on the white bone.”
Anguished Dana. I turned my head away from the bronze mirror.
Because it was a small hand mirror, the party members surrounded the candy and surrounded Franc like a puppy licking it. Even in this situation, Dana looked a little lewd because she was in a cat pose.
I checked the bronze mirror again to see if there were any undead or other adventurers crawling into the safe zone.
“… Move?”
Fran asked for opinions from the party members and flew the sparrow golem. ─Fuck! It hides in a post or rat hole and searches for the next place to hide before running. It was a real-time solid snake.
Assassin Sparrow crossed the catacombs.
This bastard’s graveyard was so vast that every wall was like a haunted house full of bones.
White bones that seem to have reached 4 digits!
If you do it wrong, you might become numb to the unreal feeling, but in the image of the low-quality bronze mirror, a demonic spirit that a bone model cannot imitate came out.
If there were babies who would eat and sleep in a place like this, I never thought I would be sane. It must be something like a serial killer who makes rice bowls and cutlery out of human corpses.
“The trap is broken.”
At that time, Fran looked at the collapsed aisle and said.
An ominous foreboding hit. After all, someone had explored these ruins first.
There were no surprises. Originally, this is all like this.
Even during Hobgoblin’s time, monsters were encamped in the temple. But what about the hidden remains of an ancient civilization? It was a law that bastards who came first and wiped out all the money and didn’t spread rumors could have packed their shit and left.
‘It must be convenient since that bastard dismantled the trap.’
We just had to look around the inside without fear of traps.
It was a damn good thing. If the ‘passenger’ remained inside, she would not have been able to disarm the trap with the golem leisurely inside. You can’t dismantle it beforehand with this fist-sized sparrow golem.
We investigate with such attention.
However, human concentration is not infinite.
By the hour, the drearyness of the catacombs had begun to adapt, and the tension of new arrivals in the catacombs was gone. I was distracted by the thought that there might be undead that appeared regardless of the soundproof barrier.
──It appeared in the mirror as if aiming for such a relaxation of consciousness.
“… Suck!”
Fran, who was manipulating the sparrow golem, shut up. Larry Lura also took a picture of her ass.
Was it because he was so preoccupied that he thought he was actually infiltrating? The party was clearly frightened, just like when a ghost pops out of a horror movie. If I hadn’t been wary of the outside world, I might have behaved rudely in front of my wives.
To that extent, the corpse found by the sparrow golem was heterogeneous.
──It is a mummy wearing a black robe.
The mask on her face was smashed, exposing only the left side, her eyeball shrunken like dried codfish.
It is the corpse of a skinny woman whose skin has turned brown.
“What a surprise, fuck…”
“I-I was a little surprised too.”
Dana gasped as she put her hand on her chest in surprise. Veronica is also holding her self by the root of her horns. What the fuck Is it a mental healing method for the Bicorns? Does holding her by the horns calm her mind?
Maybe it’s similar to how a man feels calm when he scratches a pepper.
─Shashak!
Fran dug into the hood of the robe with a moment’s judgment. It must have been an idea to investigate while hiding the sparrow golem’s body. It’s dirty, but it’s fucking improvised.
Fran muttered tremblingly as she reflected the nape of Mira’s neck.
“… Is it a corpse that has just died?”
“Mi, since it’s a mummy, I wonder if it’s old… ?”
Lalilura, who hadn’t even gotten up yet, answered with tears in her eyes.
“To answer honestly while not even aiming at her own body. Now, your hand.”
“Ughhhhh… After all, there is only senior…”
─Whoops. He raised her weeping Lari Lura by the hand. He must have been more surprised than we were because he was afraid of the dark. Lari Lula presses her own breasts and watches her bottom.
“Senior. Where did my heart not fall here?”
“Take a look at the pit of the stomach. If you’re thumping, you’re stuck.”
“… I don’t know because of her breasts.”
“You don’t have to tell me all about that.”
─Wow! I let Rari Lura sleep on her and focused on her mirror image.
Because she liked her words, Mirage looked different from Jintung Mira, who went through a formal ceremony. It was just a dried up corpse. Doesn’t even the color of the eyes remain ancient? Dana scratched her head.
“Fuck. I can’t figure out the year of such an obscure corpse.”
“I don’t know how to examine a body…”
Our wives raised the white flag. It was because Dana was a bit different from her major, and her franc was completely unfamiliar. Well, the law to investigate the estimated time of death, I don’t think there’s a chance to learn it in normal life.
“Hey, husband. Aren’t you familiar with this?”
“Don’t say you know. Lalilura sees me as a scary bastard.”
“Yeah? Haven’t I ever done that?”
“No.”
Lalilura catches the horse’s tail in 0.1 seconds as if he never did that.
Anyway, he was also a very troublesome guy.
“Done. I’ll see.”
I mobilized all the knowledge I had seen in 21st century movies and dramas.
From the FBI to the Korean forensic squad, all sorts of actors have scooped up knowledge from my elite-dungeon. Let’s trust the professionalism of film directors. I hope they did the research properly.
“Franc. Send the golem inside your clothes.”
When it was confirmed that no one was nearby, I gave the order.
A sparrow golem that burrows into the robe as I ordered.
Even if it was a woman, the skinny corpse of a mummy had nothing to harbor lust for. To put it bluntly, it’s even disgusting. I was envious of Lari Lura, who had covered her eyes and said it wouldn’t help.
‘There are no signs of corruption.’
It is said that a human corpse turns into a disgusting meme even after a day.
In the belly, groin, and armpits where the skin is thin, discoloration occurs due to blood, and as time continues, the soft parts swell with decaying gas.
This mummy had no such symptoms.
It was strange. A dead body mummified in an airless catacombs?
I bit my lip and asked.
“Veronica. Is there any way to find out the mana, temperature, or humidity of that graveyard?”
“It is difficult unless you go in.”
“Is that so? Fran, I’m sorry I made you do something you didn’t like. Keep looking.”
“No. It’s okay.”
Fran answered me with a sloppy laugh, limited to her husband’s. A night vision sparrow golem examined the mummy’s body. Is it fortunate that it is not a rotting corpse?
─It rustles. The sparrow golem came out of its robe after a movement that would have sounded like it had been voice-assisted. It’s biting something in its beak.
Dana recognized it and gaped her mouth.
“… Flower?”
It was a white flower. To put it bluntly, it doesn’t match the corpse at all.
Dana put her hand on her shoulder to stop her from saying something. She took out a notebook in her arms and read again what Nefertiti had told her before.
‘This bastard… Aren’t you the Warlock of Immortalis?’
An evil bitch who joined a group like Unicorn Black Magic Love!
Of course, this mummy didn’t wear a uniform or tattoos with a sense of belonging to a group like an asshole, so I can’t say for sure that she is. But she had an emotional feeling.
I opened the page with information about Immortalis. I encrypted it because it was information that would be fucked up if the person in charge caught it. It is a Norse document that has been modified based on Hangeul.
Since I wrote it down like ‘Sung chung ge hu pp pp pp pp’, I didn’t have to worry about the end of my life even if it was discovered.
‘Where is that bastard’s name… It was Avidus.’
Seeing her name written in her notebook reminded me of the bitch’s face.
According to my reasoning, the Ada Unicorn Warlock had two purposes.
The purpose was to process Nefertiti into a golem engine and to find the underground tower. The strategy devised by the buggy unicorn would ultimately have been a paving stone for those two goals.
‘The reason why Avidus was looking for the underground tower was 99% because of the elixir.’
Elixir is an item that is beneficial whether you fix a broken horn or exchange it for research funds!
Didn’t the bastard intend to sharpen Sargadis by fixing her own horn and finding the money for her materials to turn her Nefertiti into a golem? I clicked my tongue as I retrieved the notebook.
It felt like a forgotten enemy had popped up in a place I never imagined. I was paying attention because Nefertiti was an individualistic group.
A woman who was mummified in a damp basement and a flower growing from her corpse! I was disgusted with 100% sincerity.
Our party was the third visitor to the catacombs of Mozriun.
The first was the mummy that was alive and had dismantled the trap for the first time.
The second is the one who finds out where the woman is hiding and kills her.
“Franc. For now——”
After thinking that far, it was time for me to ask Frank to manipulate the golem.
“Ugh… ?!”
The image in the bronze mirror suddenly cut off, and Fran let out a small moan. I forgot what I was going to say and grabbed Fran in a fright.
“Franc!! What’s the matter?!”
“Oh, no. I lost contact with the golem. Except for a slight tingling in her head, she’s fine.”
Fran answered, holding her forehead. Veronica, who had picked up the bronze mirror and ran it with her palm, frowned.
“The golem we sent out on reconnaissance has been physically destroyed. It is very likely that he was caught.”
“You heard me?”
Is it because you plucked the flowers? Or maybe it was in the blind spot of the golem’s vision. At any rate, the fact that the golem was destroyed meant that the new owner of the graveyard had noticed our scouting.
Doo doo doo doo…
Sounds like footsteps trying to back up that idea! The face of Fran, who was held in my arms, turned pale.
“It’s a zombie! The numbers… At least dozens!!”
“Fuck!!”
Is it even possible to control the undead of the Ghost City? I let go of Fran and picked up her spear. The party members prepared for battle. A group of zombies is approaching from hundreds of meters outside the window!
“Everyone get ready! Go into the well!”
“Are you going in?! My dear, it is wise to run away from here!”
“Even if you go out into the streets, you are a heavy burden! The number difference is too big!! Go in there and block the entrance!!”
Even if you are a superman in Amman, can you fight with Mana, who has ruined the city! We jumped out the window and ran to the well. No one got hurt by jumping 2 or 3 floors at this party.
─Poof! We grabbed the pulley of the well that was breaking off and went down.
Ralilura’s puppet was also tall enough to fit into if you twisted your body. The well was quite deep, but the rope was strong, so landing was easy.
“Oooooaaaaa!!!”
I landed on the floor and looked up. Fuck you, don’t look! Zombies were groaning as they looked down the well hole!
“Line! Cut the line!”
Fran cut the pulley’s line with a knife. Escape? If there is a way to escape, think of taking your life first!
“I-I’m crazy!!”
Dana, who was aiming at the star, as if she was trying to use magic, suddenly gave up and screamed.
“Hey!! Get in quick!! Those bastards are running!!”
“Uh oh oh oh oh!!!”
Zombies who can’t stand that bird and bungee jump without a rope!
We ran into the hole in the catacombs like freshwater eels dying on the water. ─Kwajijik!! Fallen, dying zombies splattered their bodily fluids.
─Kwajijik!! Wood Deuk!!
The bodies of the zombies that fell first didn’t even disappear, but then a group of suicide zombies threw their bodies. If the fallen zombies became a cushion, there would soon be one that could move under the well!
【Eoh byþ utan unsmeþe treow!】
Veronica chanted her spell, casting runes. A zombie rolled like a bowling ball reached out to the entrance of the catacombs!
【Heard hrusan fæst, hyrde fyres, strong and quick rooted beneath the earth, red guardian of wealth and joy (wyrtrumun underwreþyd, wyn on eþle)!】
─Rumble! Kugoong!
Dirt gushed from the walls of the runic-infused well. The arm of the zombie was swallowed up by the dirt wall that closed with a hardness reminiscent of a shutter door.
“… Whoop, whoop.”
The impatient situation slightly improved, but from a distance it could not be said to be a good situation.
No one said it, but our party all looked in the same direction.
Inside the catacombs where the cold air lingers.
