What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 137-136- Sultaniya Dome

After such a commotion, Domi and his team had completely lost their prestige here, and successfully joined several other "server-opening bosses" to become one of the five major powers.

Everyone then dispersed and went their separate ways, not knowing what they were going to do, but the priest stayed.

"If you have any more questions, you'd better ask them now."

Judging from the fact that the priest spoke straightforwardly, Domi didn't dislike it, so he asked without any politeness:

"As I said before, the hundreds of people in the hall are like weaklings. How did they survive such an attack?"

The priest knew the underlying reason as soon as he heard this: "It seems that your 'birthplace' is far away."

"Do you realize... that some people are nearby or even inside the palace just after entering this world?"

The priest nodded in affirmation: "Yes, even those of us at the top are just latecomers."

"The teleportation seems random, but it actually takes care of the weak. Otherwise, too many people would die in the first level and it would be too boring."

"What kind of bad taste is this..." Duomi felt that he was not qualified to say this to others, so he coughed twice and continued to ask:

"Second question, do you all want to live in this palace for three days?"

"Yes, and no." The priest's narrowed eyes opened a little, "Securing the palace and eliminating the weak actually has a purpose."

"I wonder if you've noticed, but there are more and more mummified soldiers."

Duomi nodded in affirmation: "I also discovered this."

"In fact, not only the number has increased, but we can observe more details. For example, they are moving here on a large scale. In addition to the most common infantry, spearmen, shield soldiers, and archers have also begun to appear."

"If it's just this level, it's still far from being able to breach the palace, but just tonight, before you came, we destroyed several siege engines and trebuchets."

Everyone's eyes widened. Can even large equipment like a siege engine and trebuchet come out of the sand?

Too magical, right?

No, it seems that in this world, no matter how magical it is, it is normal...

"If this trend continues, who knows what will happen on the last night. The only thing that is certain is that those soldiers seemed to be very angry at our behavior of entering the palace. For this reason, they even did not hesitate to destroy the palace to kill us."

"In order to successfully pass the customs, this temporary team was formed."

"Those who are weak and were born here from the beginning, we sent them to guard the surroundings in case another siege equipment suddenly attacks.

After all, you know, this palace is the only one that can effectively protect against severe cold and heat. Without it, our situation would be even more difficult. "

At this point, the priest finally finished answering the questions, said goodbye to everyone, and turned towards the stairs.

"What's next, are we going to sleep here?" asked the child.

Now there are only four of them left in the hall, and they are a little overwhelmed.

"Group two by two, do whatever you want. Anyway, Xisha soldiers won't be able to attack in a short time."

"Where are you, young master?"

Duomi looked at the main hall, which was extremely empty. It could be said that it was a palace, but rather a luxurious mausoleum, just like the Taj Mahal in the previous life. The mausoleum was built like a palace, which made Duomi confused for a long time.

Since it is a mausoleum, there must be some treasures or information left behind.

"There are a lot of murals around. I will study them here. Maybe I will gain something." Domi said about his plan, "Torrent, just follow Afu and the others to avoid being targeted by interested people."

"Even if you integrate here, you can't take it lightly."

"I see."

So the three of them planned to visit around and get to know the topography of the palace.

Only Domi remained in the huge hall.

"It will be easier for me to observe if there are fewer people..."

He lit a flame on his finger to illuminate some of the cramped and dim areas of the mural.

After a cursory glance, the protagonist is probably the Sun King of the Xisha tribe, because there is such a man wearing a crown in every painting.

The first mural should tell the story of the Sun King riding in a chariot to fight, with a bunch of soldiers next to it, and the territory of the Xisha Empire at that time is also engraved next to it.

However, it has been a long time, and the continental plates have changed a lot during this period. It is difficult for even Duomi to see where these places are.

The second mural is a banquet scene where the Sun King returns from victory and drinks and has fun with his soldiers.

In the third picture, the whole country worshiped the Sun King and began to build mausoleums and wonders.

In the fourth picture, the soldiers marched on horseback and continued their expedition.

In the fifth picture, we see towering mountains and northern-style villages.

In the sixth picture, two villains with different appearances started a confrontation.

In the seventh picture, the Sun King showed mercy and spared them (Domi guessed).

In the eighth picture, the teacher returns to Beijing.

In the ninth picture, the Sun King died in the palace for unknown reasons, and countless people knelt in front of the palace.

Gone.

"It's gone now? Then the body of the Sun King was buried here?"

Duomi looked at the center of the hall, and there was indeed a rectangular crystal that was opaque and very hard. From this, it seemed that it was most likely the body of the Sun King.

"Isn't this too painful a death?"

He felt something was wrong, and then read the nine murals from beginning to end, but found no additional content.

Perhaps it was wishful thinking on his part, so he looked at it again.

God rewards hard work, and this time he finally discovered a few details.

After returning from the North Kingdom, there was a dove beside the Sun King's throne.

"What a pigeon? There are pigeon weirdos in the North. Are there also pigeons in the West?"

He compared the third and eighth murals, and the most obvious difference was the pigeon with eyes inlaid with black stones.

What didn’t exist before is now there, what does that mean?Explain that the pigeon is the key clue!
"Is Thor the reincarnation of the Sun King?"

He quickly shook his head. If it was true, then the Sun King would really be depressed until the next life.

And a single pigeon can't mean anything, maybe it's just a coincidence.

We were almost done shopping on the first floor. Just when Duomi wanted to go up to the second floor, there seemed to be a dispute above.

The men and women from the Feather Tribe whom I saw on the stairs were having an argument with the Snow Leopard Orcs.

"Brother Snow Leopard, it's my girlfriend's turn after all, right? You, the priest, and the druid have all been killed, and my girlfriend hasn't even been seen yet."

Snow leopard half-orcs not only have snow leopard heads, they can be understood as pure-bred snow leopards that can stand up and have a human-like posture.

It has black, yellow and white hair, and a tail attached to its butt.

The fur of this kind of half-orc is quite valuable, but no one will hunt the masters to obtain its fur.

The snow leopard man spoke, and his big bloody mouth opened and closed, and he could actually speak human language: "Kyle, have you forgotten our previous agreement? No matter how many people there are, only one person can enjoy hunting. right.

You and your girlfriend are considered a force, and you have already exercised your rights. Logically speaking, it should be the next person's turn. Mr. Death Omen, who in your team will serve. "

"Wait!" Kyle interrupted, "Are they included? You let these new guys come and you don't let my girlfriend do it? What's more, he hasn't acknowledged our agreement yet."

"Who said that? I raise my hands to affirm it!" Duomi walked out of the stairs and expressed his attitude on the spot.

"So now it's my turn, right? Then I'll gladly accept it~"

"Hey, do you dare to touch those guys?"

It’s no wonder that Kyle chased and fought fiercely. The team rushing to the palace had eight people, which was considered a big fish. Killing them would directly add eight points.

"What? Have a fight?"

Duomi analyzed the two adulterers and adulterers, then looked at the blood bars on their heads, and sneered in his heart. I am afraid these two guys are more than one and a half times weaker than the priest. He is [-]% sure that they will They pressed the hammer on the ground.

"That's enough Kyle! Didn't you see that there are so many people in the Death Omen team, does he have the right? Take you and your girlfriend away quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Snow Leopard people...oh no, I'm going to call him Snow Leopard Brother now. He's so domineering. He has the words "separate public and private affairs" written directly on his face.

Faced with the snow leopard brother and the omen of death, the Yu clan man really no longer wanted to mess around, so he hugged his girlfriend and left angrily, his face so gloomy that it could make him cry.

After watching them leave, Duomi thanked Brother Snow Leopard, but he waved his fleshy paws:

"It's nothing, I just don't want him to destroy the fairness and stability here. Well, it's your turn this time, but I also have to supervise you to abide by the rules. You can only take one shot, and the number of kills counts. I didn't succeed. You have to let them come over.”

"Just like the priest and the white chicken just now, right?"

After the priest made a sneak attack, Domi saw the two of them with his extraordinary eyesight. Otherwise, how could he say that the priest spoke straightforwardly.

White chicken?

Hearing this title, Brother Snow Leopard seemed a little bit unable to help laughing, but he immediately regained his serious look:

"Yes, there is a supervisor every time. Just like the two of them, other people who are free will take turns supervising in the future."

After knowing the rules, Domi once again focused on the group of adventurers who were fleeing for their lives.

"Kill them all at once, right...I understand."

It is not difficult for Duomi to kill these people who are running for their lives, even if there is only one chance.

Of course, there is no psychological burden at all. In this ruins, the weak should become the reward of the strong. It is just the jungle of the jungle. If you want to blame it, just blame yourself for not being strong enough.

He took off the long bow from his back and used the soul-devouring energy to condense three large arrows.

Seeing this strange arrow, Brother Snow Leopard's pupils trembled, but he didn't care. It was Duomi's method and he had no right to interfere.

It's just that shooting three arrows at once is a way to win based on range coverage.

Duomi easily pulled the relatively large bow into a full moon shape, aimed at the group of adventurers, and shot out three arrows, lighting up the past and shaking the present!Like three dark blue comets shooting out from the arch on the second floor.

But just in the middle, several feathers flew from the other side, seeming to hinder Duomi's hunting.

"Brother..."

"Don't call me bro, I have a name, Justin Blizzard."

"Justin, does interference count?"

Those feathers that popped out midway were obviously the work of those two guys!

"There's nothing we can do about it. It's allowed. It's better to say that we didn't think of it at the time."

"It doesn't matter, the result won't change anyway."

After meeting the soul-devouring arrows, the sharp feathers turned into dark blue ashes like keratin being scorched by fire. Although the two arrows on the left and right were deflected from the track, they failed to affect the middle one.

It is still flying according to the established orbit.

At this time, even Justin looked at Domi with a little surprise.

Could it be that... he expected Kyle to interfere?That's why we specifically used three arrows?
This child's character is so terrifying.

"hateful!"

In the sky, a single blow failed, and Kyle was furious. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and the more he thought about it.

So he immediately took his girlfriend to fly high into the sky. He wanted to vent his anger while working.

The remaining soul-devouring arrow carried a slight electric arc and was inserted into the sand among the group of people in the blink of an eye.

"It seems you missed the shot." Justin felt that he had overestimated Domi.

"No," Duomi shook his head: "Let the arrow fly for a while."

The soul-eating energy contained in the arrow quickly lost control, expanded, and finally exploded violently under Duomi's control!

Boom!

Dark blue mushroom clouds soared into the sky.

It was also the first time that Duomi saw a person who was directly eroded to death by the soul-devouring energy.

The magic lines on their bodies were destroyed in an instant, and countless ash erupted from their bodies, as sad and beautiful as blooming flowers, and finally lost their lives in screams.

Is it too cruel to die like this?

No, that can already be classified as art!

Justin's eyes widened as well. This was the first time he saw such a method. It was an eye-opener!

Eight points were added to the head, and the number immediately changed from 2 to 3.

"Congratulations." Justin congratulated.

"If you kill, you will kill. There is no need to celebrate."

Justin was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "You are quite interesting."

"The last one said this and was so angry that he flew up to the sky and the clouds shook. Tsk, it's really polluting the environment."

"Haha!" Justin smiled heartily: "It's really interesting. Okay, if you meet Harlan, that lonely forest elf druid, just tell him that it's his turn."

"If I encounter it, I will definitely convey it to you."

"Oh, by the way, Justin." Just as he turned around, Duomi suddenly remembered his original intention and asked, "Do you know where there are murals and the like? Just like the ones in the main hall on the first floor."

He thought for a moment, then pointed a fuzzy flesh finger at the dome above their heads.

Duomi looked up and saw that there was a huge mural carved on the inside of the dome.

What kind of precious content requires such a large space to describe it?

Duomi cast a wind pillar under his feet and lifted himself up.

As the field of vision slowly rose, the mural continued to enlarge in his eyes, and Duomi's pupils also enlarged. It seemed that something shocking was shocking his cognitive outlook...

(End of this chapter)