Ring of Fate

Chapter 754 "Help" (Please give me a monthly ticket during the double period)

Lumian originally thought that this tomb keeper with many light brown spots on his face had been assimilated into the catacombs and became a part of this special place. As time went by, he would get closer and closer to the corpses, completely lose his breath of life, and sleep forever in the upright rotten coffin.

Who knew that he could still leave the huge tomb leading to the "Fountain of the Woman of Samaria" with a burning white candle in his hand.

"They take turns guarding the entrance to the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain'. The longer they stay there, the more they are eroded by the special features of the catacombs, and the less they look like living people. In the end, they no longer need to light white candles to protect themselves from being swallowed by the catacombs? Once they are rotated out, can they slowly recover?" Lumian watched the old catacomb manager walk up the stairs step by step with some speculation.

As the distance got closer and the candlelight shone brighter, several college students present were able to see the appearance of the person coming one by one.

They all knew the standard uniforms of grave keepers, but this was the first time they had met a grave keeper so old that he looked rotten.

The face covered with light brown age spots, the pure black and cold eyes, and the weak and almost non-existent breath made them feel fear involuntarily. They moved towards each other instinctively, trying to draw warmth and courage from their companions.

Tap, tap, tap, the sound of light footsteps echoed, and the old tomb keeper stopped at the "old ossuary entrance".

He suddenly turned his body and cast a cold gaze at Lumian.

"I have something to talk to you about." The tomb manager said in a hoarse voice.

Looking for me? Do we know each other? Besides, I came here today without informing anyone. I was driven by impulse and made a temporary decision. Why would you look for me for something? Lumian was stunned.

The same was true for those college students.

They didn't expect that this classmate with an interesting style and good at scaring people would know such a terrifying tomb keeper.

Had he really explored the catacombs so many times that he became friends with the keepers?
Confused, Lumian stood up and followed the old grave keeper to the side of the "Old Ossuary Entrance".

He wanted to hear what this person wanted and why he came to find him.

In the thick darkness, the grave keeper, holding a short white candle, whose face was illuminated by the dim light and looked even more terrifying, said in an emotionless tone:

"There's a corpse in the southwest corner of the fourth floor that has mutated. Go deal with it."

“Me?” Lumian pointed at himself with his right hand that was not holding the white candle.

For matters like this, you can ask other tomb managers or official Beyonders for help. Why are you looking for me?
And it was in the tone of an order!
Did you see that I am essentially an adventurer who does things for money? But I didn't tell you what the reward is...

"Yes." The old gravekeeper nodded slightly, "My soul and body are almost decayed, and I can no longer fight in daily battles."

Lumian looked at the administrator suspiciously and asked tentatively:

"Do you know me?"

The deep wrinkles on the face of the old tomb keeper unfolded layer by layer, forming a weird smile:
"You are one of our kind."

The same kind... Lumian had a vague guess in his confusion.

"Let's deal with it now. The longer we delay, the more trouble we will have." The old tomb manager turned around and returned to the "old ossuary entrance."

I'm here to keep an eye on Harrison on Easter Island, not to work for you... Lumian muttered silently, following the tomb manager who looked more like a corpse than a living person, step by step down the stone stairs with curiosity and confirmation.

During this process, he smiled and waved at the college students, which frightened them into silence and no one dared to respond.

When the figures of Lumian and the old administrator disappeared into the depths of the stone stairs, with only a little firelight remaining, several college students finally came to their senses and breathed a sigh of relief.

That guy is really familiar with the tomb keeper!

He definitely knows this place very well!

Are those rumors he just told true?

Recalling Lumian's description of the strange situation in the dormitory and the consequences of extinguishing the candles, several college students shuddered at the same time and pulled the white candles in their hands back towards their bodies.

Going down level by level, passing François's Tomb and the Scarlet Priory Hall, Lumian followed the old administrator and soon arrived at the southwest corner of the fourth level of the catacombs.

With the help of the remaining one-third of the white candle, Lumian saw a skeleton that was three or four meters tall.

It is composed of many white bones belonging to different corpses. The overall shape is human, with seven or eight heads. However, the eye sockets of all the skulls are dark, with no flames of any color burning.

At this time, the huge skeleton was opening the doors of different tombs, taking out sharp bones from them, and adding them to the giant skeleton sword in his hand.

The candlelight spread out, only illuminating a small part of the area. Darkness flowed there like running water, bringing with it an indescribable chill and terror.

Even though Lumian hadn't really gotten close yet, he couldn't help but feel fear and resistance, as if he was walking towards death step by step.

His blue eyes quickly turned iron black, reflecting the pale color of the mutated skeleton.

It was located deep in the chest, and it seemed that one had to split through the layers of bones on the outside to reach it.

"Did you see it? Get rid of it." The old tomb manager spoke again in the tone of instructing his companions and subordinates.

"What abilities does it have?" Lumian didn't mind offering some help. After all, he had just obtained a powerful item and wanted to use it. However, he couldn't just rush into battle recklessly. He had to first understand the monster's situation and plan a battle plan.

There was only a little white candle left in the old administrator's hand, and the dim candlelight was holding on tenaciously.

He shook his head and said:

“I don’t know, but it’s suppressed by the tomb and can’t show much specialness.

"When it gets dark outside, it may not be possible. We must clean it up now."

Being oppressed by the catacombs... Lumian asked thoughtfully:

"There have been several similar mutations recently. Is the frequency high?"

"Normal, still once or twice a month." The old tomb manager replied in a hoarse voice.

Even if it is completely sealed, there are still some abnormalities? This is similar to other areas in the underground Trier... Lumian was about to ask some more questions when the huge alien skeleton covered with mud and mold seemed to have discovered them. It turned around and raised the giant sword made of countless sharp bones.

A pale flame immediately burned on the surface of the giant sword.

With a loud bang, seven or eight skeleton heads ran towards Lumian and the tomb manager at a very fast speed but with stiff movements.

The darkness flowing around surged over, bringing with it a chill that froze one's bones and a terror that went straight to the soul.

Lumian didn't hesitate, he reached into the Traveler's Bag and grasped the Sword of Courage.

A warm current quickly spread throughout his body.

“What is there to be afraid of?

"Fight, fight, fight!"

Lumian drew out the large iron-black straight sword and rushed towards the huge skeleton and the terrifying bone sword in its hand.

Then, he swung the Sword of Courage upwards.

A blazing white flame with a hint of blue suddenly ignited on the sword.

boom!
The iron-black straight sword and the giant sword made of countless sharp bones collided in mid-air.

Lumian's knees bent and his feet sank into the dirt.

The power of the skeleton was so great that the blazing white and blue flames and the pale flames entangled with each other and annihilated each other.

Lumian was not frightened.

With excitement in his eyes, he tensed his thighs, straightened his knees, and instead of retreating, he moved forward and swung the iron-black straight sword at the huge monster.

The pointed bone giant sword responded with the momentum of a falling rock.

Boom!

The collision caused a violent explosion. The ferocious shock wave, carrying white and blue flames, hit the surface of the giant skeleton, knocking it back two steps.

Lumian chased after him and slashed out the "Sword of Courage" again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With each clash of swords and huge explosions, a large number of bones on the skeleton fell off and turned black, and even the bone sword became thinner.

Finally, Lumian broke through its block and slashed his sword into its chest.

Boom!

A ball of blazing white and blue fire expanded there and penetrated the entire body.

The huge skeleton froze for a moment.

With a loud crash, it collapsed as a whole, just like a castle of stacked building blocks being pushed down.

Lumian retracted his iron-black straight sword, half turned around, and smiled at the old grave keeper:
"It's taken care of."

As he spoke, he stuffed the "Sword of Courage" back into the "Traveler's Bag".

As soon as he finished this action, Lumian suddenly woke up:
Is this solved?

Although I had intended to charge forward and fight head-on before I grasped the sword, I had never thought of just using a head-on attack...

It's really the "Sword of Courage"...

Hearing Lumian's words, the old grave keeper slowly approached with a white candle that was about to go out.

Lumian's thoughts raced, and relying on the help he had just provided, he asked casually:
"Has anyone else been to the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' in recent months?"

That should be the place with the strongest power of death in the entire catacombs, and Harrison might be attracted there.

The old gravekeeper looked at Lumian in slow motion and said in a hoarse voice:

"Put out the candle."

What? Put out the candle? Want me to commit suicide? Lumian's first reaction was that the gravekeeper in front of him wanted to harm him.

If you don’t bring a lit white candle here, it will be mysteriously erased and forgotten by everyone!

At this time, the candle in the tomb manager's hand burned to the end, flickered for a while, and then went out completely.

Darkness surged towards the old man, as if drowning him in deathly silence.

He did not disappear.

At this moment, Lumian recalled a lot, including the fact that the tomb manager regarded him as one of the same kind and his own speculation about this.

Before he could make his final, mad resolution, the darkness surrounding the tomb keeper spread fiercely and enveloped him.

His white candle suddenly went out.

PS: Please give me a monthly pass during the double period~
(End of this chapter)