Indescribable tarot cards

Aaron took his palm and compared it with the claw marks, and realized that the maker of the claw marks was obviously not a human being, at least no one's palm could be more than twice as big as his own.

Is it some kind of transcendent person after transformation?

Or some kind of monster?

Aaron frowned and glanced into the tomb.

Several crossbow arrows were randomly stuck on the stone wall.

Judging from the depth with which the crossbow arrows were driven into the wall, the strength was extraordinary, and the arrows were not even visible.

Obviously, this is the protective measure of this tomb.

A casual tomb robber, even a slightly weaker transcendent, would be caught off guard by these few crossbow arrows, and would probably be severely injured on the spot.

If you are unlucky and get hit in a vital area, you may have to risk your life here.

Seeing the crossbow arrow, Aaron's heart moved and he subconsciously turned around to check the surrounding ground.

Sure enough, there were also several crossbow arrows scattered on the surrounding ground.

I don’t know whether it was because it had been washed away by rain before, or because it simply did not penetrate the defense of the tomb robbers. There was no blood on the arrows of these crossbow arrows.

"This is an old-fashioned protective measure that uses the power of machinery, springs and gears. It can only be said to be okay."

Ruosiqia commented casually, "It seems that this cemetery is indeed targeted by the ghoul cultists, but I don't know if they have left now...

Looking at the claw marks, some believers may have completely transformed into ghouls..."

"Completely transformed into a ghoul?"

Aaron really didn't know there was such a thing.

His understanding of the Ghoul Cult only limited to the fact that they ate corpses, and he knew very little about the rest.

Although he has been working hard to learn and understand, there are still too many strange phenomena and extraordinary information in this world, and it is difficult to know the whole story.

"It's a characteristic of this sect. As far as I know, only fanatics can become ghouls. Well, just like Reynolds, as long as they eat a certain amount of corpses, these people can gradually change their physiques and completely change their bodies. Break away from the human category and become a new extraordinary creature.

By that time, they will completely abandon human moral ethics and become ruthless hunters, feeding on corpses all day long, hehe..."

Ruosiqia seemed to have thought of something and chuckled a few times, "If I remember correctly, didn't your father have a conflict with the Ghoul Cult?"

Clam?

Aaron was startled, and subconsciously looked deeper into the cemetery. His face looked a little strange, but he quickly came to his senses.

Also, if his cheap dad Rick can really make Gad, Roskia, and Tuantivan remember, it seems that it would not be surprising to unite with the Ghoul Cult.

"Your father told me about this. At that time, he was still in the Tower of the Moon. I heard that he once destroyed a summoning ceremony of the Ghoul Order, as if he wanted to attract a big guy from somewhere."

Hearing this, Aaron's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It shouldn't be that you did bad things to others, and now others come to take revenge openly, right?

"On the other side, there are several places that were damaged." Garcia walked over from nearby and said.

His tone was quite relaxed, but several ice-blue spears had condensed around him, obviously ready for battle.

Alice came from the other direction and glanced at the family emblem on the tomb. "There is no blood around."

There was no blood, which meant that at least the tomb keeper did not die nearby, and he might want to explore further.

Aaron frowned, glanced in the direction of the exit, and then looked up at the sky.

Their current location was not particularly deep into the cemetery, but the smell of corpses was already much stronger.

Obviously, as you go inside, the situation may get even worse.

From the looks of it, I'm afraid these are not just one or two lone ghoul cultists, but probably a group committing the crime.

I don’t know where they got the confidence to dig up people’s ancestral graves in such a big way. Are they really not afraid that the nobles of Leiden City will join forces to arrest them?

At this point, Aaron could only hope that Old Rick's tomb would be shabby and inconspicuous enough so that the group of cultists would not discover it.

Of course, judging from the current damage to these tombs, it's probably no good.

Ruosiqia added at the right time: "The concentration of the cult aura in front has increased, but there should be no cultists."

At this time, the safest way is of course to wait for Sartre and Siosande to arrive.

A silver-level prophet, coupled with Satyr's ritual, would at least have a lot more choices.

However, the relationship between His Majesty and the Hanging Sword is still a time bomb.

Of course, Aaron needs to be more cautious about unknown situations, but accordingly, he must also take certain risks.

At least a trade-off and choice must be made between efficiency and danger.

"Let's take a closer look. I remember that our family's tomb is not far ahead."

In my memory, the original owner, a filial son, only spent money to prepare a tomb for his father, but as for the specifications of the tomb...

Just think about the financial situation of the Albert family. How much money can a person who can sell the family sword in exchange for wine spend to build a high-standard tomb for his father?

I'm afraid, if old Albert hadn't repeatedly emphasized it, the original owner would have shamed himself and buried his father in a public cemetery outside the city.

But speaking of it, it seems that I still don’t know who my mother is...

Aaron thought for a moment, but he really couldn't find his mother's face in his memory.

In my impression, my father never mentioned anything about his mother, and he had never seen his mother since he was a child.

Is it because of difficult labor?

Or is it because of other reasons?

As Aaron walked deeper into the cemetery, he couldn't help but think about it.

Besides, it was strange for old Albert to settle in Leyden City.

Logically speaking, a person who can be known to Ruosiqia, Tuantiwan, and even Ged, wouldn't the cheap dad be like this?

Not only was the family left with only a lonely manor, but he actually died in bed because he had no money for medical treatment.

No matter how you look at it, there is something weird about it.

The deeper you go into the cemetery, the more gloomy the atmosphere becomes, and the concentration of the cult atmosphere is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From time to time, Aaron could even detect a hint of black air in the air.

Most of the surrounding tombs were also destroyed. Whether they were luxuriously decorated or shabby, they were basically forced open.

The corpses of many nobles had turned into bones, but they were thrown to the ground casually and roughly.

Ghoul cultists are not yet dogs and have no interest in bones.

Finally, Aaron stopped and looked complicated.

The grave of Cheap Daddy has arrived.

However, the tomb chamber was, as expected, wide open.

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