Vol 2 Chapter 1201: Hug 1 hug

Both Casio Peia and Elise noticed something was wrong, but unfortunately, it didn’t make sense to notice something wrong.
When the little mummy began to cry, large bandages stretched out of the ground without warning, binding the entire Noxian archaeological team.
Although Casio Peia and Elise also want to resist and avoid, in the face of AOE without gaps, their struggle can only be in vain in the end.
Finally, Casio Peia and Elise were completely entangled in bandages.
"You... can you hug me?" Among the crowd wrapped in bandages, the little mummy began to cry. "Amumu wants a hug...Amumu wants a friend."
No one answered his question--because at this moment, everyone was wrapped in thick linen bandages, and even if they wanted to answer, I am afraid that they can only give a light whimper.
"No one likes Amumu..." The little mummy cried more sadly, "Amumu wanted a friend..."
Large pieces of gravel were wet by tears. Although Amumu was a little zombie, his tears seemed to be endless. The gravel soaked in tears soon began to roll and sink-his crying let The hot grit turned into terrible quicksand.
And Amumu itself apparently did not realize this.
"Amumu knew it was wrong."
"Amumu just wanted a hug."
"Pray who will hug me."
"You... why don't you talk..."
In Amumu's weeping sound, the entire Noxus archaeological team began to sink rapidly, the quicksand rolled, and they would soon sink completely.
And at this time, Amumu suddenly stopped crying without warning.
A kind of guidance in the middle of the world awakened him, and a voice that appeared somewhere told him that as long as he followed the voice, he could make real friends.
Amumu got up quickly. He followed the voice and came to the entrance of the tomb of the Immortal King-he suddenly felt a fear for this huge tomb, but... in front of the endless loneliness, the fear was not so Terrible.
Amumu did not stop crying, but did not stop his footsteps. He cried all the way, following Rhode's trajectory, and entered the tomb of the immortal king.
Amumu's sudden departure gave the Noxus a precious first-line life.
After being soaked in tears, the yellow sand of the Shurema Dasai Desert will not engulf them, and they will slowly restore their ability to act after leaving the curse range of Amumu-but only Can't live... that will depend on their own constitution.
After all, not everyone can survive a terrible curse and have been exposed to the sun for a few hours.
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In the mausoleum, Rod and Kassadin knew nothing about it.
These two people are still proceeding cautiously-this huge mausoleum is much larger than expected. Although the entrance is small, from the scale, it is likely that the mausoleum was once a mountain and was later covered by yellow sand ...
Unlike the first half of the corridor, the second half of the corridor is no longer a pure obsidian corridor-on both sides of the corridor, Rod and Kassadin found a lot of different murals.
These murals have obvious, artistic colors of Gushu Rima, and from the content... these murals even tell a story.
The protagonist of the mural seems to be a little prince. At the very beginning, he sat on the sun disc with his legs crossed, supported by a group of servants, with a smile on his face. In front of him were stacked treasure chests full of gold coins and treasures, and strangely dressed foreign envoys were bending over to present tributes.
The little prince and his companions seemed to be playing together. Like many children, he caught the Milos beetle for pleasure, pulled off the beetle's limbs, and laughed.
Although this mural is bright in color, Rod always feels something is wrong-he quickly started looking for the next one.
After two steps forward, Rod quickly found the second one.
The smiling prince appeared again in the painting. This time he walked among his people. They all put their heads on the ground only-the crown above the boy's head shone like the sun.
However, unlike the previous pair, this time, the little prince no longer has a playmate with him, and is replaced by a little doll that he carried in his hand.
Immediately afterwards was the third one-here, the tone of the mural suddenly changed from warm and bright to cold and bleak, and in terms of content, it is chilling that the content of this mural is surprisingly similar to the first blessing.
It's just that the Milos beetle used for fun has become a living person, and the little prince's partner has become that little doll.
The fourth mural regained its brightness again—the little prince in the painting died, lying quietly on the coffin, and the people closest to him cried and cried outside a door...but people in the distance were cheer.
Among the crowd who could not see his face clearly, Rhode saw a golden crown, exactly like the one the little prince once wore.
"How long has the Immortal King been in power?" Rhodes subconsciously asked Kassadin, "Is his rule short or long?"
"Of course it's been a long time." Kassadin's tone was taken for granted. "Otherwise, even if he doesn't shame anymore, I am afraid that he will not call himself the king of immortality-the premature king of immortality. ?"
"Then murals?"
"It looks like the story of Amumu-in Shurima, I know the story of Amumu is probably no less than five versions..."
"But why does the story of Amumu appear in the tomb of the Immortal King?!"
"...It's a bit weird." Kassadin clearly found something wrong. "Although in time, the King of Immortality and Amumu should not be far behind, but I can guarantee that they are definitely not the same person."
Not the same person?
So why did the owner of the tomb leave an irrelevant figure in his tomb?
The Shureima people are always serious about the mausoleum and death~EbookFREE.me~ The Immortal King is not a funny character. Rhode stared at the mural, always feeling like he was missing something.
Among these murals, there is definitely an immortal king!
However, the immortal king is not Amu Mu...
Is it? !
At the next moment, Rod lifted his staff—he hit the new crown on the last mural, and the wall broke.
"Come on."
Among the hollow walls, a golden crown fell out.
At the same time, Rod suddenly felt that he was locked in the dark.