Vol 5 Chapter 41: The Undead King (3)

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Facing the Alexander-Andrew King, Ryan suddenly felt that he was very pitiful, without relatives and friends, and staying alone here alone, what fun is there in life?
"Hey!" Ryan sighed. "I can't guarantee anything, I can only say my best."
"Thank you ... Thank you!" King Alexander-Andrew heard his words and stopped his screaming: "This is me, this is the first time I have said this word, it is not ... It ’s not difficult. It ’s a pity that I do n’t have a chance to say anymore ... "
"Just destroy this magic circle?"
"No, you just have to destroy the crystal coffin with my body with all your strength. Without my body, my current look will not be supported by the energy of the magic circle." Alexander-King Andrew said Then he pointed his finger at a passageway entrance in the distance and said, "It leads to the outermost stone chamber. You can leave here quickly."
"How do I go down?"
"Come with me." Alexander-King Andrew slowly stood up, and he beckoned to Ryan, beckoning the young little magician to the high platform.
Watching Ryan step up step by step, King Alexander-Andrew explained aloud: "Come with me, go from here. Don't worry, as long as you don't fall, there will be no problem." After that, he seemed to have started something The installation, on the ground behind that throne, a passage entrance appeared silently.
Lion nodded. He followed behind Alexander-King Andrew and slowly walked into the entrance.
The winding staircase was all the way down, and a strong smell came over. Ryan did not smell the blood. As a descendant of the Orion, he is also an adventurer. It is commonplace to kill Warcraft for food. The blood was so strong that he couldn't bear it. Ryan only felt his chest sullen for a while and spit out the food he ate.
"Wow ~" Ryan coughed and vomited, what he wanted to say. But the brain is blank, and I don't know what to say. Alexander-King Andrew stood there silently, ignoring Ryan's behavior.
"Er, that's ..." Ryan felt a little better when he spit out everything he had eaten in his stomach. He stood up, looked down at his "masterpiece" in front of him, and shook his head violently. It seemed that his magic apprentice's robe could not be worn, and it was all dirty.
"Hey, forget it." Ryan thought about it. Anyway, this kind of robe can be obtained at the Magic Guild for free with the magic badge. Why not? Although this dress has been worn for less than 1 year, Ryan did it. Many fierce battles, not to mention, just the battle with King Alexander-Andrew, this dress has been damaged in many places and cannot be repaired at all.
Ryan took off his magic apprentice robe and dropped it on the ground. Ryan glanced at himself. Fortunately, it was not dirty. He wore a tight linen suit in his robe. This was given to him by Luke when he left the capital.
"What a smell this is, it's really bad."
Alexander-Andrew did not answer, he just continued down the stairs. Ryan shrugged helplessly. He had planned to find a coat in his storage pocket. But looking at Alexander-King Andrew had gone away, he gave up the idea and hurriedly followed.
After a few more laps, the smell became more and more intense, which made Ryan very uncomfortable. He seemed to have a little premonition, but the reason made him dare not think about it.
In front of him, Ryan walked out of this winding passage and came to a platform.
This is a platform hanging alone in the air. At the center of the platform is a gorgeous crystal sarcophagus. I believe that lying inside is the body of King Alexander-Andrew. Below the platform, there is a pool the size of a lake, and inside it is thick and bright red blood.
"Uh ~ Uh ~" Ryan couldn't help but wanted to vomit, but he couldn't spit out anything. This feeling is really uncomfortable. If he can spit out like he just did, it seems to be comfortable.
"Really ... really." Ryan shouted in a nearly moaning voice: "No wonder this tastes so ..."
"It's good to get used to it." Alexander-King Andrew stood beside Ryan and said casually: "The throne of the strong is made of corpses, and every strong and demon may be separated by a line! When you Every day living between blood and killing, you will fall in love with this taste, and you ca n’t even live without it. "
"Never!" The words of Alexander-King Andrew made Ryan's hair erected. He felt that he couldn't smell the nausea at all. Ryan shouted loudly, "I will never, absolutely not!"
"No ~"
"No ~"
Ryan's voice echoed in the secret room, and the blood pool under the platform seemed to be affected. The original churning surface calmed down suddenly. If it wasn't for the violent taste and bright colors, it really seemed like a Ordinary lake.
"Maybe." Alexander-Andrew King was uncomfortable with Ryan's words: "Go and push away the sarcophagus."
Ryan strode over, he had decided to solve everything in front of him in the shortest time, and then left far away.
"Squeak ~" The sarcophagus cover made of crystal was pushed open by Ryan, revealing everything inside: this is a sarcophagus carved out of a giant crystal, if it is not made into a special item like a sarcophagus , With its craftsmanship can be regarded as a piece of art. The space inside was much larger than Ryan had imagined, enough to fit three people. But of course there was only one person inside. An old man wrapped in a magic cloth roll full of spells was lying in peace. His appearance, and the immortal Alexander-King Andrew in front of him, was just a mold. from.
"This is me." Alexander-King Andrew standing beside Ryan said in a low voice, and then stopped his eyes on a corner of the sarcophagus, which was a stack of neatly dressed clothes, The expression of tenderness and anger intertwines in his eyes.
Ryan did not know why Alexander-Andrew had such a contradictory expression. He looked at Alexander-Andrew who was standing beside him, and then he looked at Alexander-Andrew lying in the crystal coffin, trying to find them. s difference.
Ryan soon discovered that the person lying down was very old, but even after hundreds of years, it looked so lifelike, and the person standing beside him seemed to be much younger, but his face There was a trace of weakness on it.
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