novelonline Chapter 4161 The Visitors' Tomb
Chapter 4161 The Visitors' Tomb
Chapter 4161 The Visitors' Tomb
"Ah, me?"
Gina's face was as red as the red apple Ellie had eaten at Fragrance Manor that morning. Her hands were clasped together, and she lowered her head, unsure of what to say. Fortunately, Miss Feliciano stopped her, saying:
"The materials needed here are probably the most primitive and complete ones. Milk is related to the nurturing of life, so if it's milk made using pink magic, it probably won't meet the requirements. Otherwise, Shad must have animal blood and fresh cow and sheep milk on him, and I could use alchemy to combine some materials to create a liquid similar to amniotic fluid. These definitely won't work; there won't be any loopholes here."
"So, all we can provide are blood and that? But how much do you need?"
Relieved, the Dragon Girl asked in a low voice. Everyone looked at Xia De again, who found it hard to believe that the group, who had just been eating their "last supper" together and preparing for the final battle, were now pondering such a question:
"I don't really want to dedicate that here."
“I also think this is not a good idea. That is different from blood. Although donating blood also has risks, you have been fighting in this factory for so long that there is already blood on the ground, so there is no need to worry about giving blood here causing extra trouble.”
But that is indeed the origin of life, Shad, you really don't need to offer 'that' up.
The doll on his shoulder spoke again, but Shad sensed she was suppressing a laugh. So, everyone tacitly stopped mentioning "that" and breast milk, and instead focused on the matter of donating blood.
Among the four stone basins, the one with "blood" runes contains the demonic eye known as the [Eye of the Distant Era]. This demonic eye's effects can affect not only itself but also the person it is looking at.
Although "Life Fixation" requires Spirit to maintain, this Mystic Eye is indeed outstanding in its ability to resist injury, fix positive buffs, and resist negative effects. It will certainly play a very important role in Miss Bradley's hands.
After a brief discussion, everyone decided to donate their blood to obtain the Demon Eye. Shad thought it would be fairest for all four to contribute blood, but the witches unanimously refused to let Shad provide his blood.
"Giving blood may be a ritual that weakens our power. As the one among us who is best at fighting flesh mutants, you should not take that risk."
Three silver knives slashed the wrists of the three witches, and the blood flowed into the stone basin, quickly soaking the demonic eye. No one knew exactly how much blood was needed, but fortunately, when the blood reached only one-third of the way up the stone basin, the demonic eye, which had been at the bottom, floated to the surface.
Gina reached out and picked up the Magic Eye, and the witches' blood disappeared the moment the Magic Eye left the liquid.
"This is indeed a ritual that weakens our power. Our maximum life force has been temporarily reduced, and we probably won't be able to recover until we leave this place."
The old witch, who was healing herself, said that since it was a joint blood donation from three people, the weakening effect was not significant for everyone.
Then, the [Eye of the Distant] was also embedded in the small shield by the halfling girl, arranged in a triangle with the [Ghost Face Eye] and the [Cursed One of the Rigid] magic eye that everyone had obtained when Shad left. However, she still needs to try to master the basic power of this magic eye.
Although the Blood Essence of All Things, the Blood of Mercury, and the Ancient Water of Life were all equally precious, everyone knew they couldn't obtain them. So, despite their regret, the group continued their journey without looking back. Greed is the original sin, and having come this far, no one would stop because of it.
After the door was pushed open, the old witch still stood in the doorway, inspecting the new room. Surprisingly, the next room didn't pose much of a danger either.
"This is a tomb chamber? This factory even has rooms like this?"
It was indeed incredible to see a tomb in a place teeming with life force. After entering the new room, Shad saw rows and rows of coffins densely packed in every corner of the square-sized room.
The ceiling of the room was at least ten meters from the ground, but even so, many coffins were still piled up right up to the ceiling.
There was no need to worry about the undead appearing in such a place; everyone was curious as to why this factory, capable of utilizing blood and bone to their fullest potential, would have coffins. But after approaching the coffin closest to the door, Shad and the witches arrived at the answer:
"This is the burial chamber for outsiders."
On the side of the coffin everyone was looking at, the life story of a witch who lived in the second millennium of the Fifth Age was clearly inscribed, and her place of death was this very factory. Continuing to examine the other coffins, each one revealed a different life that ended in this factory, but most of the coffins were empty, presumably because the bodies could not be recovered.
Gina used an unknown spell to count a total of 458 coffins here.
"Who made their coffins and recorded their lives?"
The halfling girl looked around uneasily:
"Could there be our coffins here too?"
"Since there are coffins, and a room specifically chosen to house them where they won't be disturbed by the flesh-and-blood mutations, it means that some being believes that the people who died in the factory deserve to be buried."
Xia De guessed, placing his hand on the coffin beside him:
"The metal material is just ordinary metal, no different from the metal shelves, chairs and tables we have seen along the way."
"Take five minutes to look around. If you don't find anything, we'll move on."
The old witch spoke, and everyone, feeling inexplicably heavy-hearted, nodded and continued to search for gaps between the coffins to move forward.
The era in which the witches and a very small number of ordinary people associated with these coffins lived was concentrated around two thousand years ago. The earliest was born in 608 of the Fifth Age, and the latest was born in 1444 of the Fifth Age, spanning a period of about eight hundred years.
"It's 3030 now, so are we the first people to arrive here after that?"
Miss Bradley guessed, but Miss Ferriananna had a different opinion:
“There must have been more people here throughout history than just those in the tomb. I think these people belong to a certain group. And you few belong to the next group. I think if we study the epitaphs more carefully, we can understand why these people are classified into the same group. It shouldn’t just be based on time.”
Although each coffin records the cause of death, the descriptions are not detailed, mostly consisting of brief descriptions such as "died of suffocation," "died of heart failure," or "died of massive bleeding." Therefore, this information is not very helpful to people.
Shad paid extra attention to the information about the deceased's origins described on the coffins. Although not all coffins recorded this in detail, the records he could see unequivocally indicated that the deceased had various relationships with the ancient god of creation before coming to this factory.
Perhaps they are descendants of a branch of the cult, perhaps their ancestors reversed their fate because of ancient god artifacts, perhaps they simply have a clearly benign mutated bloodline like Gina, or perhaps there are other, more secretive reasons.
In short, just as Shad and the old witch had analyzed before, everyone who came here had some connection with that ancient god. Perhaps they themselves did not acknowledge this connection, but fate had already entangled them. Their appearance here after receiving the letter was clearly some kind of ritual that Shad did not yet understand.
Before everyone left, Miss Bradley climbed the mountain of stacked coffins and found one that was quite unusual:
"Over here!"
She waved to everyone from above, but the others weren't as small as her, and climbing up rashly would only cause the coffin to tip over. Flying was still prohibited in this room, so the others could only look up at the tiny letters above.
The inscription on the coffin matches the era in which it dates, and the owner of this coffin was the last person in the room to die.
"This witch successfully activated four life furnaces! And she did it all by herself, without any companions!"
At the end of the biographical account, the witch's achievements were clearly recorded in letters. The cause of her death, however, was—
After the birth of new life, the exhausted witch willingly dissolved into the summer night twilight, and was granted a carefree slumber.
"So, every time someone successfully completes the forging of all four furnaces, this factory will remain quiet for thousands of years? The corpses you've seen along the way, and you and the rest of you, are all new visitors after the factory restarts?"
Miss Feliciano guessed that the Pink Dragon Girl was troubled by the other party's death:
"She completed her mission to get here, but she still died."
The old witch then spoke to the halfling girl high above:
"Could you push open the coffin lid and see what's inside? Be careful!"
Miss Bradley gave everyone below a thumbs-up, found the right point of leverage, and pushed the coffin open. Although she was small in stature, the physical strength of a high-ranking witch was not diminished by it.
"It's open, let me see. It's empty too!"
However, the short witch immediately added:
"Wait a minute, there are words on the bottom of the coffin."
She leaned most of her body inside, then completely disappeared into the coffin. Fortunately, the room was indeed safe, and she soon poked her head out of the coffin again.
“There was a line of text carved on the bottom of the coffin, and the font was completely different from the font on the outside of the coffin: [The cradle is also the coffin, drifting from life to death, and vice versa].”
For some reason, Shad thought of the stone coffin above the pale red liquid in the [Creation Room]. The doll sitting on Shad's shoulder asked again:
"Is the material of this coffin any different from the other coffins?"
The halfling girl high up shook her head:
"It just feels like ordinary metal; maybe my senses aren't sharp enough."