Chapter 354 Murderous Intent Fuck! Lumian couldn't help cursing out loud in his heart when he saw Monet. It was both anger and fear, almost a stress response. Why is it him again? How come he appeared underground and in front of me at the critical moment? What does he want to do? How come they are as ubiquitous and impossible to avoid as the bedbugs in the Golden Coot Inn, the cockroaches in the garbage dump, and the rats in Trier underground? “Who are you?” At this time, “Hela” asked coldly. Her calm attitude quickly calmed Lumian's emotions. His mind raced as he analyzed the purpose of the archipelago swindler Monette and the "unique" dance hall behind him. Monet pinched the monocle in his right eye socket and replied with a smile: "Just like you, tomb adventurer." Tomb adventurer... you make tomb robbers sound so fair... Ms. Justice said that the higher the sequence, the more dangerous it is to enter the underground tomb... So, here, the angel that Monette believes in can't provide him with any help, and the saint with divinity in the "Different" dance hall also dare not come... In other words, if Ms. Hela and I join forces, there is a good chance that Monette will stay here forever, so that he can no longer roam around like a cockroach! Lumian looked at Monette and narrowed his eyes slightly. The fear in his heart receded a lot, and the dangerous idea of taking this opportunity to kill the liar in front of him increased rapidly.
Lumian laughed and looked at Monette and said: "Tomb adventurer? Do you know this place well?" Monette said with a smile: "of course." He raised his right hand and pointed to an ancient tomb at the edge of the candlelight: "That belonged to a member of the Zoroast family in the Fourth Epoch." Then, Monitor pointed out several nearby tombs: "That belongs to a member of Jacob's family, that belongs to a member of Abraham's family, and that belongs to a member of the Bloody Legion... "What a pity, there are no extraordinary characteristics left." Lumian was a little surprised to see that this archipelago swindler actually answered his question, and became more and more confused about the other party's purpose. He tentatively pointed to the ancient tomb behind Monitor, where he had crawled out: "Whose tomb is that?" Monet took a few steps forward, and when he saw Lumian's eyes suddenly become dangerous, he stopped and said with a smile: "It belongs to a member of the Amon family from the Fourth Epoch." This liar knows a lot of big families in the Fourth Epoch, and is very familiar with the situation of the fourth-level tomb, which is much more detailed than what is written on the road sign... Lumian was in doubt, and "Hela" spoke again: "Then do you know where the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' is?" Monette stroked the edge of his monocle, raised the corner of his mouth and said: “Why should I tell you? "What kind of reward can you offer?" "Why should we believe that you know the exact location of the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain'?" Lumian asked reflexively. He suspected that Monitor was about to start his habitual fraud again. Monette chuckled: "I really don't know, the name 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' is not very well-chosen, it seems to come from an ancient book I read before. "However, after coming to this floor more often, I discovered some strange phenomena. Some skeletons that were accidentally activated would automatically gather in this area, walk into a certain tomb, and never come out again."
Would the undead creatures created by the environment be affected by the abnormality of this tomb and actively approach it? Or, is that the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain"? To the west, in an ancient tomb, the conditions matched... Lumian's heart moved, and he became more alert. The archipelago swindler Monitor took the initiative to reveal such important information without charging any reward? This is totally out of character for him! Once something seems abnormal, there must be a problem! Lumian suspected that the other party was either using this information to trick him and Hela into going to the ancient tomb where the undead creatures gathered, actively approaching the source of the anomaly and killing themselves, or using the two of them to help him explore the way. Both situations are possible to a certain extent. Although the former does not bring any benefit to Monitor, some people will be very happy just to see others suffer losses. "That's all I know." Monitor pinched the monocle in his right eye socket again and said with a smile, "I'm going to look for other tombs. If you can find the so-called 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain', remember to leave me a note in the tomb of this Amon family member and tell me what's so strange about it." He said as he walked towards Lumian. While Lumian was on high alert, ready to attack at any time, the Archipelago trickster passed him and walked towards the tomb in the distance, holding a lit white candle. Soon, his figure disappeared at the fork in the road, and darkness enveloped the place again. Really gone? Lumian was on the alert for any unexpected events while paying attention to Thermiporos's reaction. The fateful angel remained silent and did not give any reminder because of Monitor's reappearance. "Hela" took a few steps back, came to an ancient tomb nearby, and opened the shaky stone door. Facing the pale bones scattered at the entrance of the tomb, "Hela" raised her right palm. Those white bones seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads and quickly gathered together, turning into wobbly human-shaped skeletons with a creaking sound. "Hela" did not issue any orders to the undead creature she summoned. She watched it coldly as it slowly left the tomb and headed toward the depths of darkness, as if something there was calling it. Was Ms. Hela a corpse collector, or did she have a corresponding magical item? Lumian roughly understood what Hela was thinking. She was going to use the undead creatures' ability to automatically approach the ancient tomb in question and let it lead the way. In this area, the most likely abnormality is the "Samaritan Woman Spring"! Holding burning white candles, the two men followed the human-shaped skeleton and walked through the tombs on the westernmost side. Suddenly, another figure with candlelight emerged from the darkness at the corner. He had a crystal monocle in his right eye socket and a meaningful smile on his face. It's that Archipelago swindler, Monitor, again! While Lumian was startled again, Monet asked with a smile: "Is the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' interesting? Can I go with you?" Why didn't you ask just now? Lumian felt a strong desire to kill. He said calmly: “We haven’t found it yet, how do we know if it’s interesting? "Why don't you hide in the dark and wait until we have completed our exploration and confirmed whether there are any dangers or traps before trying to enter? That way the risk will be much lower. Even if we succeed, we won't be able to take away all of the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain'." Monet touched his monocle with the back of his right index finger and nodded in agreement: "What you say makes sense." The trickster smiled and retreated back into the darkness around the corner. The candle flame quickly faded away until it disappeared.
Was he persuaded to leave so easily? Lumian's mind was full of thoughts, but he still couldn't figure out what the archipelago swindler Monette wanted to do and what his purpose was. He turned his head to glance at “Hela” and found that she was drinking strong liquor again, but her face did not even have a trace of redness, but instead showed a bit of blue. This lady looks more like a corpse. "Do you know what's wrong with these people wearing monocles?" Lumian asked tentatively. "Hela" put the empty military wine bottle back into the hidden bag and continued to follow the humanoid skeleton forward while answering with a cold and illusory voice: "It's related to the Amon family in the Fourth Epoch." The Amon family of the Fourth Epoch... The ancient tomb that Monette had just crawled out of belonged to a member of the Amon family... This family controls the "thief" path, just like the witch family that Franca said controls the "assassin" path? Seeing that "Hela" was unwilling to say more, Lumian had to follow in silence. The presence of Monette eliminated any thought of using nagging to ease his temper. As they walked, the candles in Lumian and Hela's hands began to shake noticeably, and took on a light shade of green. The "resurrected" skeleton was then moved into a huge, decayed and mottled tomb with a half-open stone door. Lumian was cheered up and felt that the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" was just ahead. At this time, another figure poked his head out from the side of the tomb. Under the yellowish candlelight, the crystal monocle flickered with a strange color. It’s that same Archipelago swindler, Monette! He smiled and asked: "Do you have any words for your family and friends? I can help you convey them." Frightened once again, Lumian could hardly suppress the murderous intent in his heart. There's no better place to deal with Monitor! “No.” “Hela” responded coldly and did not choose to take action. Lumian exhaled slowly and said: "I do not have either." "What a pity." Monitor turned back to the dark tunnel on the side of the tomb with a disappointed look on his face. The yellowish candle flame leaked out a little and swayed gently, indicating that he had not gone far away, but was waiting nearby. Lumian couldn't help but look at "Hela" and made a throat-slitting gesture with his right hand. Is he asking if he should clear out the Archipelago scammer ahead of time? Hela was silent for a few seconds, then shook her head gently. "We'll get the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' and leave here immediately." What she meant was to focus on the goal and not create additional problems. Well, once the spring water is filled, I will teleport away with Ms. Hela... Lumian agreed and replaced the candles with new ones together with Hela. After a while, the skeleton still did not come out, so the two men carefully passed through the half-open stone door and entered the huge tomb. At this moment, a hoarse and old voice came from the depths of the tomb: "stop!" At the edge of the yellowish candlelight, a staggering figure emerged. (End of this chapter)