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Chapter 332 Grave Keeper

Chapter 332 The Gravekeeper

Peeling and the elder brother are in the Armlang Mountains where they are about to go!

Du Chen was delighted. The whereabouts of the two of them were finally clear, but Dus's few words brought far more than this. He said: "Skinning is getting closer and closer to my elder brother's energy. What does this mean? Is there anything strange about the gravekeeper? If skinning is discovered by him at high speed or stealth, then the strength of this gravekeeper is worth considering!"

Duss said roguely: "You ask me, who will I ask? Francis, skinning and Steve's energy are getting closer and closer, and it's getting messy! You know, fifth brother, I rely on the strength of external energy to "see" things. Now I'm confused by the chaotic energy. It's not easy to tell you that they are in the Armlang Mountains. Don't count on me for the rest... Oh, let the ravage come more violently!"

Du Chen almost ended his communication with Dus on the spot, touched his nose, and said, "Where is the tracker?"

Dus screamed strangely: "It's been a long time since I've appeared!"

Du Chen snorted, "Continue to monitor!" He cut off his contact with the fifth brother and thought to himself that someone finally saw the eldest brother and skinned with his own eyes! He caught up with Antoine and said gracefully and sadly: "Prime Minister, when he thought of his ancestors, he died in the Armlang Mountains, but my descendant has never worshiped the tomb of the Armlang God. This really makes me feel ashamed of my ancestors!"

Antoine was stunned and couldn't figure out the intentions of the little fox.

Du Chen said again: "If we follow the etiquette and speed of the mission, it will take at least a few days before we can reach the negotiation site of the Armlang Mountains. But I really want to worship the place where our ancestors died one day earlier. How about I take the lead?" He stretched out his hand with a smile, "Please, please..."

Antoine thought to himself, could this little fox meant to explore the orcs' details in advance? That's fine! He instructed: "What you said is, I will write an envoy document and ask them to allow you to enter the Armlang Mountains in the name of the envoy!"

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

Du Chen waved his hand and shouted to pick the bones, galloping quickly, away from the envoys. Du Chen stared coldly at the looming mountains ahead, "Cleaning the bones, the tomb guard of the tomb of Armran God saw my elder brother and Pessel with his own eyes, and we will see him immediately! However, energy turbulence appeared on Pessel and my elder brother, Dus's perception was severely weakened, and he could not judge the strength of the grave guard. At that time, you should pay more attention to him!"

The Armlang Mountains range from west to east, stretching for nearly a thousand miles, looking down from a high place. If the Auerbach Grand Canyon to the south is a small insect, then the Armlang Mountains are a giant python in the deep mountains, which is extremely huge!

In the direction north of the Grand Canyon of Auerbach, there are three towering peaks on the back of the "magic python". The naming customs of orcs are simple and popular. These three peaks are collectively called the Sandao Peak by orcs in their shape, and are also called Changdao Peak, Ruidao Peak, and Tiandao Peak.

From a distance from the prairie, these three dao peaks stand with their feet, with their lips and teeth connected, and are very close, but in fact they are at least hundreds of miles apart. In the center of the large triangle pattern of Sandao peak is a clearing space that has been artificially rested. It is about a radius, and this is the location of the Tomb of Armlang!

Du Chen was talking to Antoine and heard the news of skinning. He was worried that skinning would take his elder brother away. Soon after he left the envoy, he abandoned his horse and flew. It took only half a day to arrive at the periphery of the Armlang Mountains.

After submitting the envoy's document, Du Chen took a detailed map of the Armlang Mountains from the orcs and entered the vast mountain with his bones. At night, the Armlang God's Tomb appeared in front of him.

When Du Chen saw the environment of the Armlang Mountains, he regretted it. He used to think that this was a tomb of the gods, so he might have many holy churches and orc guards guarded him, so he solemnly took diplomatic documents just to facilitate his actions. But when he saw it, he was a fucking big mountain!

Standing on the mountain peak and looking at the cemetery in front of him, Du Chen was stunned for a moment, "Is this the tomb of the gods?" He thought of this as a mass grave, but he did not expect that this was such a unique mass grave. The area was planted with flowers and plants within a radius, and even the tombstones of dozens of generals in the cemetery, and a majestic monument of unknown soldiers were dotted among the flowers and plants. The entire tomb of the tombs of the gods was singing and fragrant, and the flowers were competing for beauty. Under the illumination of the silver moon and stars at night, it was quiet and mysterious, as if it was like a fairyland on earth. Even the tombstones in it did not seem gloomy and terrifying, but sacred and peaceful!

There is no gate in this fairyland on earth, only two evergreen trees dotted at the mountain pass, and a gravel path under the tree is the only way to enter the tomb of the Gods.

Du Chen was watching, the lights lit up in the small wooden house behind the two evergreen trees, and creaked. An old man was wearing a long robe and pushed out the door, "Oh, someone has come to worship the gods, two... are you the only two?"

The old man was surprisingly old. He wore the gray-white ascetic robe of the common saint of the Holy Sect. His hair had fallen out, his face was full of wrinkles, and he smiled, and even had a few teeth left in his mouth. He came up with a crutch. When he saw Du Chen, he had nothing to do, but when he saw the robe of a top clergyman, he immediately bowed down to the ground.

Can this old guy find skinning? Could it be that skinning did not sneak or fly, so it was seen by such an old guy?

A real person should not behave like a person. First, explore his details before talking about it!

Du Chen stepped forward and helped the old man up, "Old man, we are here to worship the gods. Are you the only one here?"

The old man trembled and said, "Oh, sir, I can't stand your "old man". Just call me Old Womar." He looked up at the tombstone outside and sighed, "Oh, dozens of empty graves have no treasures or any dangerous places. I, the old man, can take care of you alone, and I can't use so many people."

Du Chenqi said: "But this is the tomb of the Gods Armran. Why are you the only one in the tombs of the gods..."

Old Woma smiled embarrassedly, and did not busy answering Du Chen's questions, but invited them into the simple wooden house, poured the petals and drinks, and looked at the robe on the body of the chewing bones, "You are from the Holy Church, sir..."

Du Chen introduced his identities of the two of them. When he was bowing to the old Womart, he took the opportunity to take a look at the chewing bones. The chewing bones shook his head slightly - Master, I didn't see anything strange about this old guy!

Old Womar took some things for worship, "If you want to worship the gods, come with me!" While leading the way, he muttered, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was answering Du Chen's question just now, "Oh, these masters of the tombs were all great heroes in the past. But now they are poor people with no children and no bones left!

Many years ago, there were many guards here, but the Battle of the God of Death has ended for more than a thousand years. Now there are still a few people who can remember the names of these heroes? Orcs only believe in God Auerbach, regardless of this tomb. After hundreds of years of control, the Holy Church found that believers did not remember the names of these major generals and brigade generals of that year, as well as the low-level gods at the military level... God Auerbach and God Sigru, these high-level gods can make believers respect the Holy Church more, but what can these unsung heroes give the Holy Church? Who cares too much about the useless things?"

At this time, the old Woma looked like a wise old man who understood the world.

"Before I took over this tomb of God, the adults in charge of the Holy Church who were in charge of the tomb of God had moved out of the cemetery and built a noble manor at the mountain pass outside to live in a comfortable life. Every year, I took the gold coins from the Holy Church to repair the tomb of God. Then I came to check every ten days and a half months to see if the cemetery of the gods was damaged... or when someone came to worship, they came back to do it. Alas! If the tomb of God was not too dilapidated, I would probably not need it, the tombkeeper!

Master Brooke, if you have the chance, you will tell His Majesty the Pope that no matter how poor the heroes here pay homage, they ended up in order to save humanity, and they only had the end of a tomb! How could our descendants do this to others like this!”

Old Womar sighed and sighed. Du Chen looked around and the people who came to worship at first glance. This secret fairyland on earth is indeed worthy of the environment of the hero’s cemetery. But who would have thought that it privately hides the helplessness of so many heroes after their deaths?

If it weren't for the sudden arrival, I'm afraid that what I saw was the scene where the Holy Cult staff presided over the memorial ceremony in a magnificent manner, rather than the now deserted appearance!

After worshiping the gods, Woma continued to mutter in a long and long way. Du Chen was impatient and asked directly: "Old man, I have two friends who have also come to the Armlang Mountains not long ago. Have you seen them? Well, they may be one carrying the other on their backs." After saying that, Du Chen stared at Woma coldly, and his eyes were shining with cold light.

Old Womar suddenly realized it and still muttered, "Oh, you still have to find someone... I remembered that there was a black and red mist wandering around the God Tomb during the day. I was so scared at that time! If that was the friend you were looking for, go east and go to Changdao Peak to take a look. Maybe I can find him."

Du Chen's eyes lit up, but he touched his nose and smiled: "The old man has such a good look! My friend's actions are extremely fast. If he flew, I'm afraid that ordinary humans can only see a wisp of two-color smoke from their naked eyes. You..."

Old Womar cracked his mouth and laughed, the remaining few teeth looked a little cute, "Sir, don't you doubt how powerful I am, this old man? Haha, it's not that I have a good look, but that your friend walked too slowly, his whole body was covered in smoke, making it impossible to see clearly, but when he walked, he was stumbled and seemed to be looking for something. Although I was dizzy in my eyes, I could see clearly."

Du Chen was stunned and looked at Old Womar without any doubt. He thought to himself, there was a mysterious tracker behind the skinning. How could he stumble around the tomb of the Gods? Was this old guy lying or something unexpected happened to skinning?
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