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980 The Cabin in the Cemetery

Who is humming? What is humming?

At present, no one can tell.

As the humming became clearer, Dogebil's speed slowed down, taking every step carefully.

At this time, Angel also heard the humming with a slightly lingering meaning.

If you put aside the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the church for a moment, listen and carefully discern this hum without any subjective consciousness, Angel found that this hum is actually very beautiful.

It's slightly sultry and itchy.

But beneath this surface preparation, there is an undercurrent of undecided sadness.

Angel's own level of music may be only half-baked, but the ability to appreciate music is an essential skill for a descendant of a noble family.

"Underneath the tenderness, there is hidden sadness." Angel snorted softly, what exactly did he mean by humming?

It seems that you are remembering someone?

Angel was still analyzing the emotional waves brought about by humming, but Doji Bill had already arrived in front of a stone monument.

"It's strange, there was no such monument when I came here before." Doji Bill lowered his voice and said to everyone in the church.

Everyone also focused their attention on the stone tablet. The shape of the stone tablet was irregular and looked like a piece of rotten stone. However, the reason why it was called a tablet by Doji Bill was because there was an inscription on it.

The language used in the inscription was something Angel had never been exposed to before, but for some reason, just looking at the inscription with strange lines, Angel felt an extremely strong sadness and a trace of unwillingness.

"This is the language of the abyss." Madeleine whispered.

On the surface of the abyss, there are three languages ​​currently understood by wizards, Demonic, Ancient Demonic and Abyssal.

Devil's Tongue and Ancient Devil's Tongue, as the names suggest, are both demonic languages. However, Ancient Devil's Tongue is more elegant and powerful, and only a very few demons with ancient heritage can master it.

Abyssal is a broader language, similar to the lingua franca of the wizarding world. It is generally used by the aborigines of the abyss, but most demons and monsters can actually understand the meaning of Abyssal.

"The inscription reads: Immortal Brigade, resting place."

When Madeline read it out, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Brufen frowned: "Is it the Immortal Brigade?"

"I don't know, but it's rumored that the Immortal Brigade never came back after their expedition. Could it be that this is the resting place of those expeditionary troops?" Wifet also expressed surprise.

As everyone discussed each other word by word, Angel gradually understood the situation here.

The Street of the Undead is the stronghold city where the stranded people from the Ash Earth Rock were finally transferred to. The Street of the Undead was actually built by humans, half-blood demons, and some aboriginal people of the abyss.

The reason why the street is named Immortal Street is because of the group of aborigines who wanted to pay tribute to their most powerful legion: the Immortal Brigade.

If according to the inscription here, the resting place of the Immortal Brigade is here, why was there no inscription here before?

Did someone put the inscription here not long ago?

And could the person who erected the monument be the one who hummed?

"Are we going forward, or are we going around?" Brufen asked.

"Even if we go around, where can we go? Let's keep going. The composition of the undead brigade is all half-blood demons. If someone pays homage to them, they shouldn't be too strong." After saying this, Snaffa paused.

: "After all, when we first established the Immortal Street, we inherited the love of half-blood demons. Let's go in and take a look. If what the inscription says is true, if there is a chance, we will bring the bones of the Immortal Brigade back to the Immortal Street."

Snaffa made a decision, and naturally no one else refuted it.

Dogibiel started to move forward, but Snaffa also ordered it to try not to run.

It is really the resting place of the undead brigade. Running around will disturb their slumber. Moreover, it is very likely to anger the "monument builder".

Dogebil continued to move forward for a certain distance, and suddenly, the sky outside suddenly turned dark.

Snaffa pushed open the church door and walked out.

The skylight outside was extremely dim, as if it was night!

It is difficult to have day and night in the abyss. There is no distinction between black and white, and it is always drowsy. But now, the sky is dark, like a moonless night.

Snaffa's expression was very gloomy, and she said to the people walking out of the church: "We may have entered a place similar to an alien space."

In the place shrouded in "night", even the rioting elements are much quieter, which is obviously different from the previous time on the Silent Coast.

Dogibiel retreated according to Snaifa's order, but still did not leave the night range.

"Since you can't exit, then keep moving forward." Snaffa: "Go to the direction of the humming sound!"

Although they came to this strange place, the sky light changed, the environment changed, and even the activity of the elements changed. But one thing did not actually change, and that was the humming sound.

It still lingers in my ears, and it is even clearer!

Doji Bill walked toward the humming sound for half a minute, and the people standing in front of the church saw something unusual.

A large number of sacrificial tombstones appeared in front of them, as well as sarcophagi placed in a haphazard manner.

Brufen frowned: "Is this the cemetery of the Undead Brigade?"

"Whether it is or not, that humming sound is right in front, let's go in and take a look."

Doji Bill continued to move forward, and as they entered the cemetery, they also saw some words on the tombstones. The symbols on them basically confirmed that this undead brigade was the expeditionary regiment worshiped by the aboriginal people of the abyss.

Even though this information had been confirmed, none of them touched the coffins, but planned to meet the hummer first.

After a while, Doji Bill stopped.

Looking at a brightly lit room in front of them, everyone looked at each other.

Deep in the cemetery, there is a lighted room, which seems to be fine. Maybe it is the place where the tombkeeper lives.

But! This room is very different! It's not just a room, it's a...

bar!

Although there is no signboard, the wooden railings dedicated to the bar and the surroundings that are extremely brightly illuminated by the lights inside all indicate that this is a bar.

Moreover, a big abyssal language was written on the cloth: Wine!

Through the lower part of the cloth fence, you can see some tables and chairs in the room, as well as a bar.

The breeze in the cemetery blew gently, and the cloth was swayed up and down. Through the swaying gap, they could even see a pair of pale hands with nails painted with khao on the bar counter, which were very regular.

Dynamic bartending.

The humming they heard before was coming from the bar.

Everyone's expressions were different, but their eyes all revealed doubts: Why is there a bar here? In the quiet cemetery of Shino, could this bar be used to invite ghosts to drink?

"Did you do this on purpose to confuse someone?" Snaffa jumped off Doji Bill and walked towards the bar without hesitation.

However, before Snaffa even got close to the bar, she heard a dull sound of stones rubbing against each other.

Looking back, I saw that a nearby sarcophagus was suddenly pushed away. Snaffa frowned and looked over.

A hand stretched out from the sarcophagus and grabbed the edge of the coffin. The hand was covered by armor and could not see what was going on inside. With the sharp metal sound of the armor, a humanoid shadow stood up from the coffin.

This is a knight in full armor, carrying a broad sword on his back.

However, the armor was already very old, the sword was half broken, and there were signs of corrosion.

As soon as the knight appeared, not only Snaffa, but also everyone else was ready to fight. But an unexpected scene occurred. The knight ignored the tense atmosphere and just walked in with the "click-click" sound of his boots on the ground.

to the bar.

When the knight walked into the bar and lifted up his skirt, everyone vaguely saw a woman with a graceful figure inside the bar.

After the knight entered the bar, the humming stopped for a moment, as if to entertain him.

"Are you really inviting a ghost to drink?" Angel was also outside the church now, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but curse.

Sinaifa snorted coldly, still cursing in his heart for being pretentious, and then walked to the bar without hesitation.

However, when she stretched out her legs and stepped in, a soft wall of light suddenly appeared at the door of the bar, and she was ejected. Snaffa was directly ejected, but this force was not threatening. She adjusted in the air

The figure fell steadily.

As soon as he landed on the ground, a trace of anger flashed in Sinaifa's eyes. His fist was ignited with flames and he smashed towards the bar fiercely.

However, as soon as the flame touched the light wall at the door of the bar, it returned the same way it came.

The light wall gave back as much strength as Sinaifa used when casting.

Fortunately, Snaffa was just testing the waters at that time, otherwise she would definitely be injured when the power returned.

The current situation has become obvious. The bar in this cemetery does not seem to serve Snaffa.

Snaffa looked into the bar with a trace of fear in her eyes. She didn't feel anything during the first test, but she felt something was wrong after the second test.

There was a terrifying aura faintly coming from the wall of light. This aura was so powerful that even if she was not cursed, she could not compare with that aura.

Perhaps, only Lord Mengqi can compare.

In other words, the being who set up this wall of light must be at least the third level peak of true knowledge!

Although she didn't know whether the person with the third level of true knowledge was in the bar, Snaffa knew that she could never act rashly, otherwise if something went wrong, she might not even have time to forcibly construct a plane passage.

Sinaifa's expression changed, and he said to the bar with a hesitant look: "I acted rashly before, mainly because I was a little greedy for drinking, and I was rude."

After Snaffa apologized, there was no sound in the bar, but the humming stopped.

She continued: "I wonder if I can come in and have a drink?"

As Snaffa finished speaking, there was finally a response in the bar.


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