Although hundreds of ghouls were burned, the dried tofu that had been burned before was offered a reward of thousands of gold coins to buy a ghoul's finger, no other spellcaster was willing to transfer.

Fortunately, there are quite a lot of monsters in this underground temple.

While the players were clearing the third underground hall, Hussere and two small trumpets guarding the exit of the hall, killing dozens of ghouls rushing out from the depths of the underground temple.

The dozens of ghoul corpses, the alchemy products that can be produced are probably enough for wholesale, and they are definitely enough for him to fry, cook and fry for a long time, so he comforted the dry tofu that he complained.

And as the decayed and ragged debris in the hall were cleared out.

Players also collected piles of ancient coins and jewelry, as well as some well-preserved weapons and equipment and at least thousands of skeleton parts.

Among the weapons and equipment is a 2 dwarf heavy axe and a 1-large shield. Hussere picked out to give a small trumpet arm equipment without suitable melee weapons.

The bones piled up like mountains and piled up into a mountain of bones. After asking for dried tofu, he decided that he would not use it, he threw them into the corner first.

At that time, let the carpenter make some wooden boxes and then pack them out for burial. Otherwise, it would be a bit too scary to throw them around the dry bone fort.

At the same time, dried tofu also found its name "Region 16: Central Auditorium" from the entrance of the hall, and put a piece of fragment on the map of the underground temple.

Just as the players knocked on the walls of the central auditorium.

Check if there are any hidden spaces such as secret rooms and secret passages when they are left out.

Husseray planned to continue exploring the depths of the temple first, but before he could walk away with the trumpets, he heard the players exclaiming and quickly turned back.

The player flipped out a dark niche from the wall on the left at the entrance of the auditorium. A skeleton in an ornate dark golden robe pounced out from it, scaring the player who opened the dark niche.

After repeated confirmation that the robe bones were just a bone frame hiding in the dark niche, not an immortal monster.

A group of crazy guys couldn't wait to touch others everywhere, so that the originally complete robe bones were removed.

When the dried tofu, which was originally studying murals on the other side, arrived, there was no time to stop them. They were so angry that they kicked the silly guys who were so obsessed with greed and were only concerned about plundering treasures.

The skeleton of the robe has become very fragile and will be broken with a slight touch. The seemingly gorgeous dark gold robe on it also turned into pieces like a butterfly with folded wings and scattered all over the ground.

Originally, dried tofu could also be used to identify the type of belief that it might belong to by the style, material and pattern of the skeleton. Now it is completely out of the blue.

Fortunately, some of the players have the "Vision Recording" function, probably planning to record the first copy and post it to the "real world" online fans, but they took pictures of the picture when the robe bones remained intact.

As for the things on the robe bones, the players took the initiative to hand them over.

It includes two keys with crown logos and seven star patterns, and a roll of parchment paper that has been obviously used as a writing carrier.

The dried tofu carefully pulled open the parchment rolled into a bunch and took a look, and handed it to Hussere casually. There was no way, I couldn't understand it.

Hussele unfolded the parchment and took a look. The handwriting on it was very sloppy, and it could be seen that it was recorded in a very hasty and panic situation.

Since the parchment was soaked and the corpse liquid that oozed out when the corpse of the robe decayed, the handwriting in many places had been stained and turned into a dark ball. Hussere could only read out the identifiable text on it:

…Great Queen of Black! Please bring down miracles to save your devout servant! The Immortal sect... sacrificed the entire sect and summoned... As the noble bishop of the Dark Star of the "Seven Sisters", I am powerless to stop them from destroying... I will... hide... in the shadow of the night, under the scythe of death, the finger bones of those who hate the light... Third... He is here! He is here-

Behind it is a long handwriting scratch. Obviously, the bishop of "Night Star" died instantly before he finished writing it.

But this fragmented content shows no useful information at all.

Hussere could only shake his head and return the dirty parchment to the thoughtful dry tofu.

Although after so long, there was no smell on it, Hussere felt uncomfortable when he thought that this thing was soaked in corpse liquid.

"The Queen of Black, the Seven Sisters, the Dark Star, the Shadow of the Night, the Scythe of Death, the One Who Abhors the Light..."

After muttering dried tofu for a while, he took a breath of "hiss~" and said in horror: "Is this the dark temple of the 'Seven Sisters' Sect'?"

"What seven sisters teach?"

Husseray and the players obviously don’t understand why dried tofu is so shocked.

"If it is really the 'Seven Sisters', we might be in trouble!"

Dried Tofu couldn't help swallowing: "That's a sect composed of believers of 'Black Queen, Shadow Queen, Dark Queen, Night Queen, After Death, Blood Queen, After Death'!"

Hussere and the players blinked and said they didn't understand. They had no research on the history of Fairvalen.

Gan Tofu looked at them, opened her mouth and gave up explaining to them, just simply said: "You just need to know that the believers of this Seven Sisters Sect are all made up of all kinds of vicious thugs, madmen, murderers, and all kinds of evil monsters!"

"Is it just a cult?"

Husseray and the players suddenly realized: "We would understand if you said this earlier!"

Judging from the sporadic content on the parchment paper, this "Dark Temple" was not destroyed by the God-slaughtering Legion of the Supreme Saint Ga'an Empire, but instead seemed to have rebellion and perished within.

But what does this have to do with them treasure hunters thousands of years later?

They only care about the dead cultists, and what valuable things have been left behind?

"You guys be careful!"

"Stop moving things around recklessly, there may be curses!"

"And if it is really the Dark Temple of the Seven Sisters, there might be a large number of immortal monsters here!"
Chapter completed!