I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries - Chapter 1120

Inside the Golden Palace, the light was surprisingly dim, of course, this could not be difficult for Xifa.

He snapped his fingers, and torches and lanterns lit up in the palace.

The light suddenly became bright.

It can be seen that there is a thin mist floating here, and the faint white mist permeates it, making all the scenes in the entire space have an unreal feeling.

In this palace, Xifa saw the throne made of skulls at first sight.

This throne consists of countless skulls, mostly human, but also some beast or alien skulls.

The front ends of the two armrests looked like the skulls of humans were extremely huge, as if they were the heads of giants.

Beneath this skull throne, there are skeletons crouching on their knees.

They all worshiped that throne as if they were worshiping the non-existent ‘Death’.

These bones are all dressed in ancient Balam’s costumes. The closer the bones are to the throne, the more gorgeous their clothes and decorations.

“Those are nobles.”

Freeman introduced next to Xifa: “They are nobles of the empire, with prominent identities, and they voluntarily died here.”

“They believe that when the ‘Ming Huang’ returns, their souls will be redeemed, and they will live peacefully in the kingdom of the ‘Ming Huang’ forever.”

Sifa walked through the bones, and under the guidance of Freeman, came to the vicinity of the throne.

Freeman continued the throne and said, “The entrance to the underground area is below.”

“I can only get here, I can’t go any further.”

Xifa nodded: “Wait for me here.”

After speaking, his figure turned into an invisible wind, and penetrated into the underground area through those gaps.

Enter the underground area.

Sifa immediately felt an invisible, heavy breath.

In the darkness, the sound of ‘wheezing’ could be heard, as if someone was breathing.

Sifa reconfigured in the darkness and released the crimson fire crows, making them fly around him.

This both illuminates the surroundings and acts as a layer of defense.

Through the fire, Xifa saw that there was almost no decoration in this underground area, which was many times simpler than the palace above.

It’s like a cave has just been dug out, and it was completed in a hurry before there was time to decorate it.

It can be seen that from the entrance to the Skull Throne, there is a stone step, and below the stone step is a cave-like field.

In the middle of this cave, you can see a block of rocks nearly two meters high.

These rocks seem to be natural, but they were deliberately placed in a circle. In the middle of the circle of rocks, in the firelight, a black shadow suddenly flashed.

Sifa walked forward and found that the ground here was surprisingly clean, without a single bone.

But when they came near the circle of rocks, they heard the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

Last seen.

There is a ‘man’ right in the lithosphere.

He was wearing ancient Balam clothes, which should have been glamorous and gorgeous in the past, but now it is not even as well preserved as the clothes worn on the bones above.

This is probably because its wearer is constantly walking around, yes, the ‘people’ wearing these clothes are constantly walking and wandering in the stone circle.

It should have looked like a man, but was extremely old, as if the body had lost all water, and had lost fat and muscle.

This makes it look like a bone in human skin.

It has only a few hairs left, its two eyes are gray, and it doesn’t respond to light.

It has almost no teeth in its mouth, and it seems that it has lost all of its teeth over a long period of time.

Its fingernails are long and bent like curled up tree branches.

It looks like a ‘human’ from ancient Balam to the present, but it is very old, but the abnormal vitality that does not know where it came from still supports it not to die completely.

It holds a bone scepter in its right hand, which is about half a meter in length and has a certain arc.

The front end is thicker and the tail end is thinner.

As Freeman describes it, it is covered with symbols and tiny faces, about the size of a fingernail.

The faces were whispering, taking turns uttering difficult language.

At the top of the scepter, the head of a feathered snake is carved, but on this snake head there is a human face.

It seems to be the face of ‘Underworld Emperor’ Salinger!

Seemingly aware of Sifa’s gaze, the ‘man’ turned his head and raised his scepter abruptly.

The babble from the miniature faces on the bone scepter suddenly became louder, as if thousands of people took turns roaring and cursing.

It resounded throughout the underground area.

The power of death suddenly increased, and Xifa, the figure projected by the ‘mirror illusion’, was inevitably affected.

The corners of the figure’s clothes and fingernails were quickly dyed with a layer of gray, as if he was about to die immediately.

At the same time, Xifa has a terrible feeling of wanting to kneel down and worship, wanting to be enslaved by that scepter.

He immediately resisted these influences and feelings, waved his hand and threw a crimson fireball the size of a human head, shrinking in layers.

boom!

Fireball explodes.

The fire wave surged up and drowned the figure. Immediately afterwards, the figure holding the ‘Death Scepter’ was thrown up, but did not fly out of the stone formation.

Because there are many iron chains locked on its body, these chains directly locked the bones on its body, so it was pulled back from the air.

The ‘person’ who fell to the ground did not care about the flames that were burning on his body, which were difficult to extinguish.

It stood up again, and held the scepter high, allowing a layer of gray light to spread from head to toe like a tide.

When the gray light passed, the flame of Sifa was extinguished immediately, and he died immediately.

At this time, the ‘man’ waved the scepter again, and the scepter released a cloud of almost invisible mist, which vaguely turned into an incorporeal coffin.

On the lid of this coffin was a white bone, and the white bone reached out and pulled up the coffin lid, exposing the inside of the coffin.

Sifa turned around for a while, and by the time he reacted, he was already lying in the incorporeal coffin.

Seeing that the lid of the coffin was quickly closed, darkness immediately descended.

He tried to struggle, but he died quickly and nothing happened.

In the underground mausoleum, Xifa has cut off contact with his figure.

“It’s terrifying.”

“No wonder Freeman refused to go down.”

“Even an angel can’t face that coffin. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com”

“Once you are sealed in, you will die immediately.”

“However, at the moment of capture, it should be possible to use the ‘fog substitute’ to avoid it.”

“It’s just that I wasn’t ready just now.”

“You can try again.”

Xifa took a picture of the ‘Box of the Old Days’ and projected a Sequence 2 figure again.

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