Chapter 46: Remember that cultural relics must be handed over to the state

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Deep in the troll city of Shadralo, at the end of a deep cave near the mountain wall, there is a mysterious underground tomb hidden.

For hundreds of years, the dignitaries of the Troll Tribe's Deadwood Clan have been buried in this mausoleum as the most noble symbol after their death, and a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry have been placed as funerary objects.

Today, the dead wood troll's resting place welcomed a group of uninvited guests, greedy human explorers trying to break the peace of the dead.

As a one-time dungeon for ten people, no data or intelligence was leaked from the Shadralo Underground Tomb, so the human explorers sent out the strongest lineup:

mt Dandemar. Lan Yu: A veteran of the night elves who participated in the ancient Well of Eternity battle. He has rich practical experience and is proficient in many professions. He is a reliable human shield. Sister control.

ft. Beckham. Iron Warhammer: As the powerful lord of the Wildhammer dwarves, he has won championships in tavern brawls many times, and his Storm Hammer is superb. Wife slave.

Physical melee output for 5 people:

Carlos Barov, the eldest son of the Barov family. Senior infantryman.

Biglas Bertone, the holder of the legendary weapon [Troll Killer] Tokaral. A violent battle with one-handed weapons.

Brother Bald is an excellent, enterprising and motivated human thief. Bald head is a reflection of combat effectiveness.

Tanji has excellent detective talents and non-magical stealth abilities. Combat strength five.

Legal DPS No. 1: Uncle Fang from the Kingdom of Dalaran is a trustworthy magician. He is proficient in writing four kinds of fennel and has good magical attainments. It is currently under bankruptcy protection.

Magic DPS No. 2: Dwarf mage Johnson Boulder, who is considered an outstanding spell caster among dwarves. Uncle Fang’s crazy fan.

Healer: Miss Jenna, the priest who was forced to join the expedition because the Archbishop sprained his foot. Due to the massacre of troll women and children, he refused to communicate verbally with Commander Carlos Barov and required a third party to communicate.

Carlos closed his diary and remembered the composition and characteristics of the team in his mind. Suddenly he felt tears filling his eyes. I never imagined that I would be able to play a real-life dungeon to open up wasteland once in my lifetime. This is how I imagine a time traveler should live.

My Azeroth can't be so miserable!

As the eldest son of a great noble, I am living such a tired and miserable life, no matter what, it is all the fault of the Horde/Alliance/Gurdan/Sargeras! !

Headshotting all the orcs with a slingshot and gold coins is what I should strive for! ! !

Brian Bronzebeard is so weak. From now on, I, Carlos Barov, will be the number one in the world of archaeological exploration!!!!

Just when Carlos fell into unconsciousness and couldn't extricate himself, Uncle Fang saved him.

"Young Master, I will send you to the ninth rank. If you don't want to go today, I will inform everyone that we are disbanded."

"Come on, come on!" It's still the same familiar tone, and it's still the same familiar smell, "Don't call me Young Master, call me Commander!"

"Okay, young master, yes, young master, please hurry up, young master." Uncle Fang ignored Carlos and walked away.

My Uncle Brick can't be this cute!

Carlos stuffed the red gloves that Todd had made overnight into his backpack, left the room and rushed to the meeting point.

Outside the entrance to the cave leading to the underground tomb, General Odrun and a group of nobles who had no work were waiting there early.

"Carlos, there is no need for you to take risks yourself." General Odrun's words were recognized by Grain, who kept nodding.

"Your Majesty General, this is a casual game for the winner. Why do you feel more miserable than usual when we win?" Carlos didn't care about the opinions of others.

"Yes, we won, several consecutive brilliant victories, and then brought the battle hero into the mix? How do you want me to explain it to your father?" General Odrun tried to use Alex's name to put pressure on Carlos.

"Is this a curse? General." Carlos' level of criticizing others is getting higher and higher.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you anymore, be careful." General Odrun arranged the guard work at the entrance and left here directly. There are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with in Shadraluo City and Terminator Fortress.

After passing through a dark tunnel, Carlos and his party successfully arrived at the entrance of the mausoleum.

"I found a very ordinary stone door. The mechanism is here."

Brother Bald is indeed a professional thief with excellent lock-picking skills, and he easily solved the problem of opening the door. After a while of fussing, the stone door blocking the passage slowly opened.

"The MT is in position, the chopper team follows closely, and the FT protects the healer and the mage." Carlos excitedly pulled out the Bonigato, but found that the others did not move.

"Young Master, there must be some guards and agencies in such a large cemetery. How about you let me explore the way." Brother Bald looked at Carlos speechlessly.

Realizing that he had made an own mistake, Carlos snorted uncomfortably, "Then I'll leave it to you, Brother Bald. Tanji, learn from it."

"Then I'll go, just wait patiently."

"It's none of my business, I don't have anything to do with it..."

Before Tan Ji could finish her words, she was dragged away by Brother Bald.

"Young Master, your ability to come up with code names is just like that incompetent king in the legend." Fang Zhuan held his forehead and shook his head.

"What the hell is that?" Carlos had never heard of that name.

"A second-rate novelist with a bad name but good writing skills." Fang Bian replied.

"Don't worry about the details." Carlos waved his hand indifferently.

When Brother Bald came back, the eight idle guys had been playing Gwent with torches at the entrance of the mausoleum for a long time.

"I have found out that the tomb has three floors. The first floor is some sculptures. There is nothing special. I have marked a safe path. The second floor has some trap holes such as wall arrows and ground spears. No. It's difficult. There are two witchcraft guards guarding the entrance to the third floor. No other siege measures were found, but as soon as I got to the third floor, I felt cold all over and had a very bad feeling." Brother Bald reported.

"It's normal for ancient mausoleums to be haunted. Arrange a spirit-gathering circle on the third floor to materialize the power of the ghosts. If you kill them, everything will be fine." Old God Fang Zhuan continued to play cards.

"Uncle Fang Bian, why do you feel so familiar with exploring the cemetery?" Carlos asked maliciously.

"Ahem, well, when I was young, I read a book called Notes on Tomb Raiders. You know, knowledge is power." Uncle Fang Zhuan replied somewhat uncomfortably.

It takes a lot of time to crack the mechanism on the second floor. The expedition team followed the safe path marked by Brother Bald and arrived at the third floor of the tomb without incident.

"The troll mummy guard made by voodoo magic. Judging from its structure and purpose, it may be highly poisonous and immortal. It should not explode." He took out a crystal ball. Brick cast a powerful-looking spell and told the others about his observations.

"That was a detection spell just now?" Biglas asked.

"Well, this is the arcane rainbow-type scanning reconnaissance technique improved by me, and it has independent intellectual property rights." Fang Bian said proudly.

"I thought you were going to use a special move to kill those two things instantly." Biglas said speechlessly.

"The wisdom of a reckless man, this is underground, how can a spell that can kill those two things instantly bury everyone alive? Although I always claim to be a researcher, I still know the Qi Pyroblast Technique." Fang Bian said with a look of disdain. Look at Biglas.

"What should we do?" Carlos asked.

"Two shield-bearers, one against the other, cut them into pieces." Fang Bian replied.

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