v29 Chapter 18： Wise Crown (2/2)

I don't know if even the stones also absorb a lot of incense, the sweet smell stimulates the woman's nasal cavity.

The woman frowned slightly, near the stone seat inside.

”Hum--hey--”

While humming, the woman pressed down to the small, inconspicuous sculpture below the pedestal.

As the sculpture moved down, a click sound came from the sound of the East and West. After a beat, the sound of Karakala sounded, the stone platform slowly moved, and the stairs to the ground appeared below.

”Go in--”

The woman made a long, lingering sound towards the bottom, walked down the stairs, turned a bend in the middle, and came to the wide hollow.

Although the walls and floors are exposed to the earth, they do not appear to collapse easily by manual treatment.

The air is not dirty, I do n’t know where to ventilate it, and the air is quite fresh.

But this is definitely not part of the cemetery, but a more evil place.

A weird tapestry hangs on the wall, and there are a few red candles made from blood under it, emitting a faint light and a burnt **** smell.

The swaying candlelight caused numerous shadows. In this space, there are several caves that can be accessed by people, and the special body odor of low-level undead is floating inside.

The woman looked around, her eyes stayed in a certain place: ”Ah ~ there is a person who is dimly visible there, the guest has arrived ~ ~”

The man hiding in the dark of the road peering around, shook his shoulders, did not respond, and seemed to be scared. The source of the fear was this woman.

”Yes, you can step back!” A slight footstep sounded, and a thin man appeared in the field, and said to the fear-trembling man.

The figure was released in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.

In the field, only the thin men and women faced each other.

Men's eyes are sunken, their faces are not as vivid as life, they are almost lifeless, and there is no half hair on the top of the head; not only that, there are no eyebrows, eyelashes, etc. I don't see his exact age at all.

Wearing a dark red robe, wearing a necklace of small animal skulls around his neck, his hands were skinny, and his hands with dirty yellow nails were holding black rods.

It is more appropriate to say that he is a human than an undead monster.

”Hello ~~ Kage!”

The woman's frivolous greeting made the man frown: ”Can you not call me that? This would undermine the reputation of Lannon.”

”Really?” The woman's indifferent tone didn't seem to intend to change the title.

The man's brow frowned deeper, but out of fear of the woman, he didn't make any extra moves: ”Then what? Why are you here for what? You know I'm injecting strength into the Orb of Death! If you come here to make trouble, I have my own way! ”

The woman smiled charmingly: ”I hate it, little Cargill, but I brought this for you!”

Then, groping with his hands under the cloak, the sound of Karakala sounded, and the woman happily stretched out her hand—the one held in her hand was a crown.

Numerous small gems are dotted on slender metal wires like spider silk, like spider webs with water droplets, and the workmanship is quite delicate.

The center of the crown should be worn on the forehead, and it is set with a huge gem that looks like black crystals. The whole crown looks beautiful and gorgeous. ..

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