Lux's Magic Penetration Rod

Ignoring the distressed wails of the folklorists, everyone threw aside all the statues around the platform and surrounded the inconspicuous black platform.

There is no need for the folklorist to introduce it further. Judging from all the "irrational" circumstances here, the owner of this tomb is probably a figure from the early Shurima Empire, and this dark platform is probably his coffin. !

Well, at least the Cenotaph!

Although the entire tomb looks a bit too plain, considering that this tomb is located within a mountain and the door is very stylish, I am afraid that the owner of the tomb is not a simple person.

There are not a large number of burial objects, which is indeed a bit disappointing.

But at the same time, this also means that if you can find something specially preserved here, it will definitely be a rare treasure!

After understanding this, everyone gathered around the black platform and showed eager expressions.

The first to take action was the lockpicking expert.

Although he had just suffered a defeat at the gate, this professional with a high salary still looked confident when facing this stage.

The door does not need to be locked.

But if you want to lock a hollow stone platform - or a stone box - tightly, can you still leave it unlocked?

With the confidence of a professional, the lockpicking expert directed the prospectors to pry up the platform, took out a set of professional equipment, and began to look for a way to open it.

Then, the more he looked at it, the colder his heart became.

Although there were many lines on the box, after careful observation, he found that these lines were just reliefs.

There are no keyholes, buckles, or secret doors that can really be used as opening devices.

The unwilling lockpicking expert took out a small hammer and began to tap the box gently, trying to judge the thickness of the material from the sound and find where the mechanism might be hidden.

But unfortunately, this move has no effect. The texture of the stone box is very uniform, and the sound is almost the same no matter where you hit it. It doesn't look like it contains any mechanism at all.

After a lot of twists and turns, the eyes of everyone looking at the "Master of Lockpicking" finally changed from expectation to suspicion. After noticing this, sweat finally appeared on his forehead.

But... this is far from making him give up!

Since it's not an internal mechanism, it's a magic lock - unlike that bare door without any clues, there are a large number of reliefs on the surface of this stone box. On these reliefs, it is very likely that the magic lock's magic circle is hidden. !

Although the magic lock is stained with magic, magic is not necessarily required to open the lock.

As long as you have the right equipment, find the node of the magic lock, and destroy the magic circuit, the magic lock will be ineffective on the spot. Therefore, after realizing this, the lockpicking expert put away the small hammer and took out a passed stone from the package. Specially treated blood crystal.

"I've lost a lot on this business." He muttered in a low voice, then took out another cylindrical tool and stuffed the blood crystal stone into the slot of the instrument. "I hope it can be opened." Come up with something good...don’t waste my gems!”

The next moment, he put on the single-piece goggles, carefully moved to the observation hole of the cylindrical tool, and began to use the magical vision provided by the blood crystal stone to carefully observe the uneven patterns on the surface relief of the stone box. .

After just one glance, he almost couldn't hold the tool in his hand - under the magical vision, each of these seemingly ordinary concave and convex curves was filled with magical aura that was almost blinding!

That blood crystal stone was originally intended to provide a magic amplification effect and allow people to observe the remaining traces of magic power, but I never expected that to this day, this ordinary box still has enough obvious magic aura left on it.

Good guy!

At this moment, this unlocking master really called him a good guy!

You told me this is from ancient Shurima?

This is almost as good as the one I made yesterday!

Quickly detaching the blood crystal from the tool and wiping the monocle, he once again brought his eyes to the observation hole - this time, he finally saw a little more clearly.

That's right, there are obvious traces of magic flow on the surface of all reliefs. What keeps this stone box closed is the magic lock!

Thinking of this, the lockpicking expert became confident again. He cleared his throat, and then began to observe carefully along a thick-looking magic flow line.

It may not be easy to destroy such pure magic traces once the nodes are found... Wait, why do these magic flow lines have no nodes? !

After looking at the entire stone box up and down, the unlocking master was surprised to find that the traces of extremely abundant magic flow along the relief traces did not intersect with each other at all. It seemed that these traces of magic flow did not belong to the magic lock at all. , but during the carving process, a little bit of insignificant residue was produced!

How can this be?

Putting down the professional tools in his hands, the master locksmith finally showed a doubtful expression about life.

Seeing his appearance, everyone knew the result of unlocking the door without asking. Everyone crowded him to the side and started to try to find clues to open the stone box in their own way.

During this period, Sivir also tried to use Chalikar to cut the stone box, but unfortunately, this stone box was much stronger than the door. Although it could cut out the hole if cut hard, Sivir, who was worried about weapons, decisively gave up on violent cracking.

Amidst the chaos, someone finally found a clue in an inconspicuous corner of the box.

"Here is a line of text!" he exclaimed, "I have never seen this type of font!"

"That's the ancient Shurima language, you idiot!" The folklorist who had just been squeezed away heard the words and quickly squeezed back. He leaned down and almost put his nose on the stone box, reading word by word. That line came out, "Let's tell a joke."

In the tomb, everyone's eyes widened. They stared blankly at the stone box in front of them, and for a moment they didn't know whether to tell a joke according to the above statement.

While everyone was looking at each other, Sivir leaned against the stone box carelessly, and then he spoke carelessly and told a classic Shurima joke.

"Four Shurima people were walking in the Gobi desert. When they were climbing over a barren mountain, they misremembered the road and saw a steep cliff in front of them. In order to pass the cliff, they began to pray to the gods they believed in, hoping to gain strength. of protection.”

"The first person believed in Ramos. He loudly praised the armored dragon turtle's perseverance. But before he finished speaking, he lost his balance and Gululu rolled down the cliff. Although he was embarrassed, he was unscathed."

"The second man believed in the Great Weaver Mother. He prayed loudly for the Mother Weaver's mercy, but before he could finish speaking, he lost his balance and slid down the cliff like a pumice stone. Not only was he safe, but he was also graceful."

"When the third person saw this, he hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to open his arms, hugging the left and right, and loudly praised the emperor's fraternity."

"However, before he could finish speaking, the fourth man stood up. He kicked the third man down hard while loudly praising Xerath, the god of betrayers."

In the tomb, several people who understood the meaning of the joke burst into low laughter - but unfortunately, the stone box still stayed there, motionless.

Kalya's Little Classroom·Classic Shurima Jokes:

Among the three people who prayed, the one who believed in Ramos rolled down the cliff in the way of Ramos, the person who believed in the Great Weaver slid down the cliff in the way of the Great Weaver, and the third person wanted to use the method of praying. Flying, so after thinking about it, he began to praise Azir for having many concubines, hoping to fly off the cliff like the Eagle King.

The fourth person was a believer of Xerath, so he kicked the third person down - just like Xerath betrayed Azir at the last moment.

PS. There is something going on at home today, there is only one chapter, I’m sorry...

Will resume grabbing the sofa tomorrow and add more updates!