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There are a total of three puzzle pillars on both sides of the wall, each pillar has three sides, each carved with snakes, whales, and eagles, representing Okai, Sun, and Gine in the Nordic system.

Sun is Shure’s shield friend and shield backer. Legend has it that he was sacrificed during the war between the Nord and Gentile gods. First, he guarded the whalebone bridge in Songgarde, Shure’s kingdom, and passed his trial. Bridge, enter the Hall of Valor. To be honest, when Lu Zhengkang played the game by himself, he still felt that Sun was just a janitor of the dishes. How could he be so big, this incident really surprised him for a while.

Okay is a hostile **** in the Nordic system. Its existence is a mixed theological concept. It is the combination of Akai, the **** of reincarnation in the Holy Spirit, and Marakis, the **** of abandonment and exile among the demons. They are considered to be them. An intersection of the two.

Ginné doesn't need to repeat it.

The three puzzle pillars need to be rotated to a specific side. This is also simple. The three slots where the stone pillars are located have their own special features. One is transparent at the top, one is covered with weeds, and the other is dripping with water. The eagle, the lurking snake and the cruising whale, are simple.

Lu Zhengkang solved the riddle, but it was a pity that the mechanism was in disrepair for a long time, and it was no longer useful. He pulled the knife and the fence did not rise. Helplessly, he had to return to his old business and broke the door violently without explaining.

Going deep, a large ball of light jumped out, jumping around the two people casually, forming a blanket that illuminates the dull tomb, making people feel like they are in a rippling fluorescent sea, the wonder of beauty, rare in the world. The light **** will emit a crisp call, just like the weaving sound from the empty valley, squeaking, and pleasing. Under such a lonely and cold iceberg, with them, all fears disappeared.

Serrana turned around to admire the mirage. She laughed and said: "It's an incredible beauty. I'm very happy to have you here to share with me."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Me too."

When they came to the prayer room, there was a riddle door at the end. Usually in the ruins of Nord, there are relief pictures of the main gods on both sides of this room, but this tomb has only plain stone bricks, which is really very old.

Taking out the coral dragon claw bought from Bilna, Lu Zhengkang looked at the pattern on the palm of the dragon claw, snake, wolf, and moth.

The wolf corresponds to Mara, in the Nordic mythology, she is the maid of Gine.

Moth corresponds to Di Bella, Shure's bed wife. Although they are also wives, Gine is Shure's war wife, so the two feminine Idra are functionally different.

After twisting the three turns of the riddle door to the correct order, and then unlocking it with dragon claws, the riddle door still maintained its ability after thousands of years of time wasted, and it landed tumblingly, revealing the tomb behind the door.

A broken rectangular throne turned its back to the person who came, and an illusory black figure wearing a battle helmet turned around in front of the throne. This is the spirit of Ingel, the ghost of the unyielding warrior remnants of the world, the moment he appeared , All the light spheres vibrated and poured into the body of the shadow like a tide, condensing a solid spiritual body for the warrior, wrapping his thin body in heavy ebony armor, and his eyes flashed with ice Blue flares.

The shimmering tomb was filled with ice mist, Ingel's ink-colored shadow, his arms screamed, and the whole body released a misty white light, like a torch burning itself.

"Son of the sky, fight! Never stop!" The language he spoke was extremely old, more crude than the Old English of the First Era. Lu Zhengkang didn't understand it very much, but he knew what he thought.

Ingel was completely plunged into the crazily bloodthirsty desire, raised the spiritualized black sandalwood sword in his hand and slashed towards Lu Zhengkang.

The troll man raised his hand and grabbed the arm of this ancient predecessor. The illusory spirit body was like glue. He could feel a distorted touch, as if he was holding a flimsy curtain. Then he would let go in an instant, and the spirit body would wear it. Passing his palm, he continued to chop the long sword.

Lu Zhengkang knew that in order to harm the spirit body, it is best to use silverware, Didela weapons, enchant weapons, magic and other mysterious attributes. He originally wanted to use the way of warriors to bestow the deceased's last decent, but now it seems It won't be.

"The sun, the soul, the flames!"

The golden rushing like a long river flooded, causing the temperature of this tomb to rise sharply, and Ingel's shadow spirit disappeared little by little in the flame.

"Good job. Child."

A whisper sounded in the void, and then there was complete silence.

Serrana walked to the throne and saw a withered bone with a helmet leaning on the seat. The whole body was covered with moss. With a light touch, it turned into dust and mud. Only the horned helmet was intact.

This helmet has a simple frost resistance enchantment, which is not a rune inscription, but an effect produced after being soaked by soul and mana for thousands of years.

Lu Zhengkang tried to put on the helmet-his head was too big, stuck, and failed.

Serana: "Why don't you try to become a humanoid?"

"Forget it." Lu Zhengkang muttered. He didn't intend to let Serana see her young human form~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The two left the tomb along the stairs at the end of the tomb and stood in a place. On the tall rocky hills by the coast, a hearty wind blows from the sea. Listening to the singing of the sea breeze, Lu Zhengkang gazes at the jagged and fragmented tidal flats. In a trance, he seems to see the stormy sea of ​​the undead under the night and countless ships. Floating and sinking in the undulating waves, they overlap, like dense insects piled up to form a wide shadow, like a thick cushion to block the sea, there are various strange human figures and strange animals on the ship, the torso is fragmented, and the blood is sprayed. The black sea was stained scarlet.

The hallucinations passed, and Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes and took a rest.

Serana: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's just an illusion, it doesn't matter."

"But your face is so bad, I even felt that you had disappeared for a moment."

"This is just a curse of magic on me, it's normal."

"Don't force yourself."

"I won't admit defeat to death, don't worry about me." Lu Zhengkang gently kissed Serana's forehead, "It's you, you will live for yourself in the future, don't blindly follow inexplicable guidance."

"You are different from most of us, Baishan. Usually you are not like a Nord, but have a temperament similar to those of Dwemer. In fact, when I was young, I saw a few books in the study. Dwemer Magic Book, it’s a pity that it’s long gone, otherwise I can help you."

"I didn't have the idea of ​​looking for a right-hand man, Serana, I just wanted to witness the beauty of the world with one person. It was enough to have Jonas, but he has his own way to go..."

"Okay, okay, shut up, I have already agreed with you to be with you, so you don't have to be too tight."

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