Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 111
Chapter 111: 78. July 17th_Number 3
Translator: 549690339
Noland Lee looked at him, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly – the other party’s words were like tempting fate, making people feel a bit uneasy… The wheels turned, and the body of the vehicle swayed.
The steam train drove along the bumpy road, leaving behind a meandering trail of steam.
In the rumble of the steam boiler, the soldiers marched towards their destiny…
or perhaps towards their graves.
Grave No. 717 had arrived.
It was located in a ruin filled with jumbled rocks, with a relatively low terrain.
Like Grave No.1079, Grave No.717 also had a magnificent entrance.
On the tall stone archway, traces of wind erosion were visible, giving off an ancient and lifeless atmosphere.
Facing this historically significant building once more, Noland Lee seemed to be much more composed than when he had entered Grave No.1079 before.
He combined the grave scene he saw with the ancient history in his mind to deduce quite a bit of information.
There were 16 large circular stone pillars in the first underground level of the grave vault.
Vertical wave patterns were visible on the surface of the stone pillars.
Although the wall reliefs had been deliberately damaged, they could not hide the grand festive scenes and the meticulously carved patterns, which were both grandiose and exquisitely realistic.
Stone pillars of this style and those style of reliefs were generally common during the middle period of the ancient dynasties.
Corresponding to the rule of Tamsin IV to Tamsin XII.
This was the most prosperous stage of the ancient Tatis Dynasty.
In addition, there was a staircase entrance beneath each of the 16 stone pillars, leading to the gloomy first underground level.
The number of staircases alone was four times that of the Grave No.1079, which could only imagine the complexity of the tomb channels in Grave No.717.
Gathering all this information obtained from observations, Noland Lee tentatively concluded:
Grave No. 717 should be the tomb of an ancient Marquis. The exact name of the tomb’s owner is unknown.
So, why had the tomb been invaded by the Undead Cult?
Noland Lee had no idea.
These topics had never been discussed in ancient history classes and had been deliberately concealed by City College.
“Ready, mates?”
Sergeant Mars, with a silenced short-barreled rifle on his back, stood in front of the squad members:
“We are responsible for investigating the situation inside Staircase No. 16. Our mission is to ascertain the tomb passage at the end of the staircase and estimate the number of Undead there. In this scouting mission, we will be working with Zina Squad from the Alvin Army. Like us, they are a reconnaissance squad.”
Noland Lee glanced at the side, and Zina Squad was there.
There were a total of 8 members from the other party, two more than Mars Squad.
The Death Herald assassin, who had previously disguised himself as Sin Soldier No. 039, was from Zina Squad.
Division Intelligence Unit Two had temporarily suspended the examination of Sin Soldiers, so no Sin Soldiers were present for this mission.
Regular Imperial Soldiers were now responsible for standing in the front row and attracting the Undead.
Each Private Second Class swallowed three Biochemical Baits, jointly undertaking the task of attracting the enemy.
Sergeant Mars checked the green swellings on the recruits’ arms and exchanged glances with Sergeant Zina.
The two of them jointly gave the order to move forward.
Zina Squad, with a larger number of members, took the lead, while Mars Squad followed closely behind.
Noland Lee was sandwiched in the middle of the team, following Sergeant Mars through the doorway and into the pitch-dark staircase.
The closed staircase door was opened, and a cold breeze blew up from below, bringing both the pungent stench of poisonous fog and thick water vapor.
Sergeant Mars wiped the glass with his hand, and the water droplets glistened on his fingers.
He and Sergeant Zina, who was walking in front, looked at each other, each seeing the astonishment in the other’s eyes.
The underground river was located in the area below the third underground level, a vertical distance of at least 80 meters from the ground.
Between the ground and the third underground level were long staircases, three layers of intricate tomb passages, and heavy metal gates.
Under such circumstances, how could water vapor still reach the ground?
Moreover, this water vapor was so dense that it felt as if the surface of the underground river was within reach…
Noland Lee couldn’t help but feel a little unsettled, realizing why Mars’s face had revealed surprise.
The situation on the first underground level might be unexpected.
PS: The battle process in Grave No. 717 will be greatly simplified, directly entering the main storyline of the protagonist leaving the Suffering
Borderland..
