âYouâve come in too? I donât know either!â
While he was talking, Alex realized the other people had come over as well.
No other dangers had occurred along the way.
âHow could there be such a huge space here?â Freya Mayer said curiously. She knew the situation
when she went to the tomb with William Rockefeller last time.
âAlthough Caesarâs tomb is huge, itâs not that big to the extent of being outrageous. Compared to some
imperial tombs, itâs actually a bit smaller. But, where does such a huge space of altar come from?â
Susan immediately opened the map and laid it on the ground.
Zayne, Kenneth, and the others squatted down one after another to compare the map.
âSomething isnât right! â Susan Hunter pointed at a particular area on the map. âAccording to the map,
we should be at this location now. This is the core area of Caesarâs tomb. If we head further, itâd beâ¦
The location of this altar. It should be the main tomb where Caesarâs casket is! But, whereâs the
casket? Whereâs the main burial chamber? Why are they all gone? Could it be that weâve gone to
another tomb?â
She was on the verge of collapse.
It was totally different from what she had seen before.
Alex frowned and said, âIf we havenât seen it, itâs because we have entered a complicated spell
formation the moment we entered the tomb. The activation of the spell formation caused changes in
the directions. Any step weâve taken couldnât be measured using this map. As the saying goes, one
would have abnormal transposition when the stars change in positions. We thought that we had just
taken a step. The single-step taken may be more than a few hundred meters.â
Freya nodded. âIt makes sense. Mystic spell formations are strange and mysterious. Itâs not hard to do
this. Now, letâs see how to find another way.â
Kenneth was curious about the humanoid statue. He stepped forward to touch it.
âThis statue is somewhat peculiar. This kind is what we call lifelike! At first glance, I even thought that
itâs a real person!â
Quincy said, âWho is he?â
Susan said, âI heard that Caesar had a mole on the center of his forehead. This mole was very
particular. Itâs said to be the root of the inborn Divine Eye. Look at the forehead of this statue. Thereâs a
mole too. Hence, if Iâm not wrong, he should be the statue of Caesar.â
Kenneth clicked his tongue in surprise. âWhat an uncanny workmanship. Itâs really too amazing. This
sculpting skill is definitely of a master tier!â
Kenneth Sunder was a master thief.
It was said that thieves never left empty-handed. Since he had come here, he certainly could not go
back empty handed.
He saw the statue was holding a sword in his hand. It seemed genuine as well. He touched it with his
hand and found it to be the real deal! Well, this statue had been here for an unknown period, but the
sword did not have a trace of rust at all. It was even shining with cold light
It was definitely a treasure!
Kenneth could not hold any longer and extended his hand to remove the sword.
The moment it was removed, he had a feeling that the statueâs fingers seemed to be soft. This
workmanship was really peerless!
Kenneth picked up the sword and gestured a few times.
âWhat a great sword! â
In the next second, something happened.
The eyes of Caesarâs statue, which were closed at first, suddenly opened. Unexpectedly, it had come
to life!
It stretched its hand as fast as lightning and snatched the treasured sword away from Kennethâs hand.
It made a slash in return!
âOh sh*t!â Kenneth let out a scream. He wanted to dodge it, but it was too late.
The treasured sword swept across his arm area like lightning. With a poof, blood splattered into the air.
Kennethâs right arm was severed right away. It split into two and fell to the ground.
âArgh..!â Kenneth yelled in pain.
Darven roared, âOld thief, hurry and retreat!â