The princess immediately knelt down and put her hand into the corpse's pocket.
Then, she took out a roll of paper as big as her palm.
[Under the mansion of one of our sponsors, Priscilla, there is an underground tomb. After research by brothers and sisters, it is likely that it is an ancient sanctuary. It was once used to worship the plague god Sturrad and his Hades.
My brothers and sisters, you must go there. Senator Marat did a divination for this tomb, and he lost his eyes for this. Don't let down his eyes, don't let down his expectations.
The elder Marat said: He saw the body of the God Bell in it. In the ancient mythological era, the God Bell once made peace with Sturrad and gave birth to one of the earliest vampires - the eternally sleeping daughter. And the nameless daughter of eternal sleep will be a great help for us to achieve our ultimate goal.
Brothers and sisters, dispel your fear of the so-called Lord or King of Kings, before whom the gods were born.
Only the gods will live forever until the end of the world! 】
The handwriting on the scroll is very sloppy, but Venakana can still see how pious and fanatical these members of the Nightfall Brotherhood are to their pagan beliefs.
All three of them took a deep breath.
The nun lowered the icon from her neck and made a ring.
"Perhaps they have eliminated all the dangers we will encounter." Sandra said.
Venakana nodded slightly.
The three of them continued to move deeper.
The tomb is huge and the entire journey is so eerie that even the low sounds of the corpses are hard to hear.
The road was extremely quiet, and the silence was heart-numbing.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Vinakana, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, heard rustling conversations.
The members of the Nightfall Brotherhood seemed to have listened in a tomb somewhere and were arranging their equipment.
Venakana immediately stopped and waited for the rustling chatter to subside.
However...
Instead of calming down, the chatter became louder and noisier, like ants crawling on the cochlea.
Venakana suddenly heard a horrified scream coming from the depths.
"No! No! Let me go!"
"I didn't mean to disturb your sleep! No!"
"Gods, I am your hero! Let me go!"
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The cries came one after another, and all three of them heard the wails, and the monks who made the noise seemed to be escaping here.
Venakana hesitated for a moment, her rationality telling her that she should withdraw now.
However, her divinity, the divinity derived from the "Lord of Destiny", told her that she should face it. It was the fate that she must face head-on.
The pages of the book between the clothes were getting hot rapidly, as if they were burning through the clothes.
Venakana took another deep breath. She hesitated, trying to follow her own reason and exit from here.
At this time, the nun suddenly took a step forward.
Jane's expression was pious and peaceful, and she held the icon tightly in her palms.
"Princess, I heard a premonition..."
She suddenly said softly:
"Do you remember the dream ceremony I mentioned? I dreamed there that deep in the tomb, there is the fate of your family.
I firmly believe that no matter what happens, the Lord will never abandon us. "
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Jane regarded her dark premonition as a revelation from the Lord.
Venakana saw from the divinity that Jane firmly believed that she had a mission with her, and that she would never encounter any misfortune until the mission was completed.
The princess took a deep breath, turned her head and said, "Okay, Jane, Sandra, let's move forward."
Venakana finally made a decision, and Sandra and Jane naturally followed.
Walking into this long, dark and deep passage, those frightened cries for help disappeared without a trace, just like a horror opera that ended abruptly because the actor cut off his head.
Venakana held her breath, raised her ears, and looked straight ahead nervously.
Slowly, as they got closer and closer to the depths, Venakana was keenly aware of some noises.
The sounds were very small at first, like flying insects lingering in his ears. Venakana raised his mind and kept staring ahead with his divine eyes.
What shocked her was that when she reached an unknown place, she could not see anything about her divinity.
It was as if there was some invisible power that imprisoned his divinity in a cage, preventing any prying eyes.
Venakana swallowed and held her breath again. The light of the portable oil lamp became fainter at some point.
The two torches were held high, trying to light the way forward.
The sound of Sandra and Jane's breathing gradually disappeared behind Vinakana's ears.
Venakana heard the noise, which was so loud that she couldn't tell whose it was or what it was. The sound seemed to be sobbing, mixed with the strangely attentive barking of a dog.
The princess's humanity was trembling slightly, and fear of unknown origin surged into her fingertips. Venakana did not dare to distract her attention. She could only stare straight at the darkness ahead and step into it step by step.
Suddenly, the crying became louder.
Venakana was startled to realize that she was heading in the direction of the cry, and...
The source of the crying was actually approaching me!
"Jane, Sandra!"
Venakana called out.
The torch behind her was still shining, but no one responded to her.
Goosebumps spread across Venakana's back.
The princess turned her face slightly and looked behind her from the corner of her eyes.
The two torches stood out of thin air, as if they were held in mid-air by something dirty, radiating evil light.
The crying was getting closer and closer, but Vinakana suddenly felt powerless, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place.
"Run! You run! You run!"
A creepy, distorted sound followed the cry.
Suddenly, in the darkness, two strange, dirty blood-red eyes shone.
Vinakana looked over and saw that the blood-red eyes were actually a pair of normal eyes, but they were filled with blood and tears.
