Captulo 1568: Chapter 61: Tercon’s Laboratory! (2)
The next mont—
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A continuous stream of arrows was unleashed.
More than a hundred arrows poured out.
With trendous force, the arrowheads were completely embedded into the stone floor.
Thump thump thump!
As the arrow wings incessantly quivered, Jason did not erge from the other side of the stone door because he heard the sound of springs and gears turning once more.
Imdiately after.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Another wave of arrows.
And it didn’t end there.
After yet another round of arrow rain, the springs and gears finally stopped working.
It was an ordinary chanism, yet it carried a significant lethality.
Just imagine an ordinary person pushing open the stone door, and they would inevitably do so in one fell swoop.
Then, they would be greeted by a rain of arrows.
Sufficient to turn a person into a porcupine.
And then, just as people believed the arrows had finished, when they revealed themselves, it would be the second round, the third round.
One could say that just the latter two phases were enough to make everyone tremble in fear.
Even an oversight could result in significant casualties within a team.
But…
"Why does this chanism feel more like it’s for preventing tomb raiders?”
Jason thought, but he instinctively reflected on Tercon’s ‘Tomb Guardian’ high-level profession and imdiately felt at ease.
Being a ‘Tomb Guardian,’ the chanisms naturally originated from the tomb.
And in a tomb, what kind of chanisms are more prevalent?
Of course, those designed to prevent tomb raiders.
However, this wasn’t the ‘Tomb Guardian’s’ crowning skill.
Jason stepped through the door.
With a click under his foot, the ground shifted.
It was a trapdoor.
Then, a pitfall.
Followed by a web of blades.
Step by step, Jason encountered traps.
Almost every few steps, there would be a trap.
All of which could be deadly to an ordinary person.
However, they were standard chanisms.
No matter how intricate, they could be resolved through conventional ans, not by those unknown thods from the ‘Mystical Side.’
Jason walked approximately several hundred ters.
Faced with over a hundred chanisms along the way.
At this point, he stood in front of a door.
Unlike the previous stone door, this one was made of tal.
Based on the green rust, it should be a bronze door.
Not only large but also heavy.
After a slight attempt, Jason used almost half of his strength to open a crack in the bronze door.
Then—
Click, click, click.
Crisp sounds ford a series.
Not chanisms.
Bones.
A number of ghostly blue soul fires lit up.
Over a hundred scattered skeletons on the ground stood up.
Each wielding a rusty iron sword, iron blade, rotating their tottering bodies, turned their heads, and collectively looked at Jason.
Seeing this scene, an ordinary person would be scared stiff to the ground.
But Jason laughed.
This was right!
This was in line with the ‘Tomb Guardian’s’ style!
After quickly inspecting the surroundings and confirming there were no further threats, Jason swiftly stepped into the bronze door, then raised his hand— ṙ₳ℕổ𝖇Ê𝙨
Whoosh!
A 30-ter-long, 3-ter-high conical fla, like a dragon’s breath, engulfed the skeletons behind the bronze door.
In an instant, the flas above the War Machine level turned those hundred-odd skeletons into ashes.
These skeletons hadn’t even approached Jason in the real sense.
Or rather, to Jason, these skeletons were less of a threat than the previous chanisms.
At least, those chanisms might damage Jason’s clothes.
The flas roared.
Scorching heat.
Fierce white bones.
All turned to ash.
Fla tongues spouted, filled with countless sparks, overflowing the room before his eyes.
A deep shadow silently descended from the ceiling, its sharp claws directly aid at Jason’s head.
The entire process carried not the slightest sound, nor the slightest gust of wind.
But when the claws were about to reach the head, a silver strike sliced out from thin air.
Thud!
The black shadow, like a block of tofu, was cut by a blade.
Just split in two and fell to the ground.
The black shadow looked like a shadow, even after death exhibited a wispy shadow state, but it was of flesh and blood. However, before Jason could check if it was edible, this black shadow turned into a puddle of black water, seeping into the ground.
As the black shadow vanished, the room imdiately quieted down.
Only the high platform in the center of the room remained.
From Jason’s vantage point, he could clearly see a book desk.
Walking around the platform, a staircase instantly ca into view.
However, Jason did not choose the stairs.
The previous traps were still fresh in Jason’s mory.
He couldn’t guarantee whether there were similar traps on these stairs, so he leaped straight into the air.
The platform was over 20 ters high.
Jason leaped more than 10 ters, but there was still half the distance to go. At this mont, instead of using the stone wall of the platform for leverage, Jason spun in mid-air and perford another leap as if out of thin air.
He was like a nimble hawk.
Then, there was a brief glide in mid-air.
Finally, Jason landed steadily on the high platform.
[Hawk Turn]!
[Swallow Flight]!
These were additional mastery options derived from [Barehanded Combat], allowing Jason to easily ascend the platform.
And the situation on the platform was sothing Jason had already seen clearly during his brief glide.
On the wide desk lay books, experintal apparatuses, two boxes, a chair, and… a coffin.
Just as Jason had suspected.
Even the subsequent mutation was the sa.
Thud!
Jason’s feet landed firmly on the platform ground.
This landing was like a trigger signal.
The desk on the platform began to slowly descend.
The comfortable high-back chair started to fall apart.
The coffin shook repeatedly.
Creaaak, creaaak.
With such sounds, the coffin lid was knocked off, brushing past Jason’s body as it fell off the platform with a dull thud.
Then, a pale hand appeared at the edge of the coffin.
The hand pushed hard.
A half-decayed body sat up.
Roar!
"It’s you!”
The half-decayed body, with its remaining visage hanging with decaying flesh, had a single eye on the intact half of its face that glowed with a scarlet light.
Clearly, it recognized Jason.
Jason and the other had only t once.
But that mory was vivid.
In the mont when the old nobleman shone his last brilliance, the other’s appearance had already been etched into Jason’s heart.
Tercon!
The high-ranking ‘Tomb Guardian’ who had planned in Lorde for 20 years, ultimately failing at the last mont.
Looking at Tercon in front of him, looking at this high-ranking ‘Tomb Guardian.’
Jason’s eyes were filled with undisguised hatred.
Jason rarely viewed anyone with pure hostility.
And Tercon was definitely an exception.
In Jason’s view, what he did was unforgivable.
Deception.
Slaughter.
Mixed with despair.
The despair after giving hope, that would be endless darkness.
Just thinking about it sends a chill down one’s spine.
Perhaps at that ti, the old nobleman realized this, which is why he chose to let his life bloom, using sothing of his own as fuel to dispel the impending darkness for the remaining people in Lorde.
Sigh.
Jason exhaled slightly.
He showed a smile.
The people of Lorde were illuminated.
He,
Was also illuminated.
"I will make sure you die without a whole corpse!”
"My warriors!”
"Stand up!”
"Tear him apart!”
Just as Jason showed a smile, Tercon raised a hand in front of him.
Instantly, the ground trembled.
Thousands of skeletons erged from beneath the ground.
Like a sea of skeletons.
"You think I failed?”
"No!”
"I succeeded!”
"I successfully advanced to ‘Bone Desecrator’!”
"In ancient tis, it was called—”
"Necromancer!”
It was like a pronouncent.
More like an announcent.
With these words, more skeletons appeared, surging like a tide towards the platform.
And Jason?
Ignored them.
Not even giving Tercon a glance.
He turned and leaped off the platform.
His body rapidly descended.
The sea of skeletons below boiled over, each waving rusty weapons or extending claws, ready to tear Jason apart.
But,
Just as Jason was about to fall into the sea of skeletons, a small boat appeared beneath his feet.
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