The Great Demon King

Chapter 44 "The Death Tomb "

The grave of death was a legendary and sacred place for necromancers, and the majestic hope the band had while traveling to the Dark Forest. Han Shuo fully observed his surroundings, attributing it to Fanny's previous description. He could be certain that this was a legendary grave of death.

No wonder Han Shuo had faintly sensed something so familiar about this place before. This was because Han Shuo also practiced necromancy magic. The powerful pulses of death magic in this area, including the smell released by the illusory white bones, were all things that Han Shuo was very familiar with.

He looked around, taking everything. Han Shuo frowned as he thought, everyone who has seen the grave of death has finally died. Now that I'm standing here, am I coming in or not?

The grave of death was the place where the great necromancer studied the science of necromancy, back when this magic was at its peak. All the necromancers then died, and the grave of death had vanished without a trace.

However, since this death burial had become a research ground for necromancers, some necromancy secrets were definitely here. This was a great temptation for a beginner like Han Shuo, someone who had just entered the magic hall. This forced Han Shuo to seriously consider whether to go on this adventure or not.

After a while, Han Shuo walked towards the grave and set foot on the pile of white bones, a resolute resolution visible on his face. When he took a few steps forward and set foot into the interior of this area, the dark green-colored round ball hanging high in the air suddenly landed back into the jade box, which was a huge stone, and the green light that soaked the surroundings disappeared with a trace.

Han Shuo started as he looked at his surroundings, stunned. The edge, which his eyes had just crossed, had changed again. It had been returned to the scene he had first seen when he arrived. Only the surrounding area around the cemetery to the ground below Han Shuo's feet was the same scene of death and gloom.

Looking at the round ball in his hand, Han Shuo understood that this ball was an important item to enter the grave of death. It seems to open the door to the grave. The entire cemetery is covered by a hiding field. No one would be able to detect anything extraordinary if they looked from the outside, and this place would also not attract anyone's attention.

However, one would be able to reveal the true nature of the grave of death with this round sphere and envelop the entire grave under a veil of silence and destruction.

The naked white bone creaked under his feet. The voice suddenly pierced through the silent and desolate air, making Han Shuo shiver. It is a good thing that he has just made it through the world of “solid”, giving him the courage of who knows-where. He actually walked swiftly towards the grave of death without noticing anything else.

After a while, he finally stood in front of the grave. There was a round trench in front of the door and pitch-black water was flowing in it. A bridge made of black stripes and white bones hung in the despicable loneliness above the moat.

Without any hesitation, Han Shuo's hands tightened around the jade box, which held the ball and stepped slightly agitatedly onto the bone bridge, slowly walking towards the door to the grave of death. The bridge swayed, making his body unbalanced. He did not know what was in the trench below, but a single glance was enough to lift his hair. He somehow felt that whatever was in the dark and dark trench waters was extremely dangerous.

As Han Shuo walked to the bridge, the round ball inside the jade box started to emit a strange green light again. It seems to be a miracle cure for motion sickness when a wobbly bridge stops swaying as soon as the green light turns on. The black lines that were once large gaps in the bridge immediately solidly bridge the space between the bones.

Han Shuo finally made it to the door. There were the skeletons of two extremely large evil knights and their mounts in front of the two large gray doors made of unknown materials.

Evil Knights were dark creatures that possessed extremely powerful battle power. Necromancers who are not at the level of archmage should not entertain the idea of summoning evil knights.From the large skeletons of the two evil knights at the doorstep and form their battle mounts, the, Han Shuo could vaguely tell that these two evil knights were the cream of the plant.

There were two intricate and detailed magical patterns on both of those gray doors. A round slot is present in the middle, where the two doors intersect. The shape of the slot looked like a key that would open the door.

At this moment, the dark green ball Han Shuo was holding in his hand suddenly shot out a streak of green light, aiming directly at the round slot in the middle of the door. Han Shuo's mind raced as he immediately understood what was going on. He lifted the jade box without hesitation and brought the ball closer to the slot, slowly inserting it.

In the entire process, Han Shuo took pains to make sure that his hand would not touch the round ball, as he understood that this ball was not a simple object. He was not sure if some unwanted changes would occur if the skin and flesh touched him, so he avoided touching him with his bare hands as much as possible.

When the ball had been inserted into the slot, a roar sounded as the door suddenly opened with a creak. The slot was automatically split open with the door opening, and the round ball that had been inserted in it remained in the jade box without any change.

The gloom and dust from within floated out, accompanying the opening of the door, causing Han Shuo to cough a few times before calming down and observing what was inside.

There was a large hall within the grave of death and six rooms with doors closed around the hall. The entire hall was quite spacious and the ceiling was very high. It was the size of a basketball court, and there was a magic matrix in the form of a six-pointed massive star in the center. It was about 80% to 90% similar to the one Han Shuo had taken from the Academy to the city of Zajoski, and there were ancient and ancient magical images drawn in the middle.

There was a thick foul scent in the air and Han Shuo waited for a while at the door, only to slowly walk over as he felt the scent slowly begin to spread through the open door.

Aside from the six-pointed star matrix, there was only a high ceiling within the hall, plus a six-room door that pointed at the matrix dots. First he looked through the entire hall and found nothing of value. Han Shuo then turned his attention to the six rooms with the doors closed.

One two three…

Han Shou was still empty handed after he passed through all six rooms. From the shape of those six rooms, they were merely six warehouses with nothing in them now.

He returned to the large hall and began to recall what Fanny had said last time. Despite the general outward appearance, Han Shuo gradually remembered that only a small part of the grave of death was revealed above the ground. Most were buried deep underground, and the real secret must have been located in the depths of the grave.

Except, Han Shuo did not see any tunnels or stairs that descended after he passed through the large hall and the six rooms. This confused him greatly and he was immersed in deep thoughts again.

After a while, Han Shuo still felt that the round ball in his hand was the key. He immediately stood up again and circled the hall again, including the six rooms in the inspection.

Finally, Han Shuo found another slot in the corner of one of the rooms. He was very happy and a set of rumbles sounded when he put a round ball into the slot. A dark tunnel suddenly split the walls of the room, and a row of six silver rods, made of strange materials that were neither stone nor wood, were laid in the first step of the tunnel. There seemed to be a connection point at both ends of each stick, as if the six sticks could be installed.

There was only a thin sheet of paper apart from six rods. On it, ancient magical symbols were used to write some hastily written words. Han Shuo took out a thin sheet of paper.

As he carefully read the magic words, Han Shuo understood that these six sticks could form a diagram with six-sided stars and be used in direct transportation with the magic matrix in the hall. He also clearly understood that if one had insufficient mental strength, he would not be able to venture any further into the depths.

Moreover, Han Shuo was unable to obtain any other useful information from a thin sheet of paper.

Thinking briefly, Han Shuo put away the six magic canes and furrowed his brows as he started walking down the tunnel. An invisible field suddenly appeared as the green light rippled, suddenly bouncing off it. Han Shuo only felt that his mind was in pain abnormally throughout the process, and internally reflected that the words on this thin piece of paper were true. His mental strength must have been too weak and prevented from descending further into the depths of the building.

Condemning low, Han Shuo stayed in the room and connected the six magic canes according to the instructions written on the paper and formed a six-pointed star on the floor. He then stood in the middle of this mini matrix, activating it with his mental strength, and Han Shuo appeared in the large matrix in the middle of the hall with a flash of white light.

Repeating the same method, Han Shuo implanted the transportation matrix in the hall with his mental strength and returned to the same room after activation, appearing within the six-pointed small matrix

His brows furrowed in deep thought, Han Shuo understood that he would not be able to enter the tunnel and explore the grave of death for a while. It was fortunate that he got six magic sticks and a round ball that allowed him to come here comfortably no matter where he was. It filled his heart with excitement as he had already started to think of this place as his secret headquarters.

Since he was temporarily unable to find the secret of this place, Han Shuo had no desire to continue staying. After thinking for a while, he rolled up the six magic sticks and placed them on his back, put a piece of paper into his pocket, and walked out of the grave of death in the same way holding a jade box.

When Han Shuo walked safely, he looked back and realized that the scene was the same as when he walked in. The growth of tall weeds, shrubs, and towering trees remained unchanged. The environment is still quiet.

A small and satisfied smile appeared on his face. Han Shuo understood that the streets this time to the Dark Forest had ended here.

He found the legendary tomb of death with pure and foolish luck. The secret of this funeral was also his and no one else, including the necromancy student and teacher.