After walking a distance underground, we found that if we calculated according to the distance we were walking, we should have walked out of the scope of the church. This discovery caused a very strange change in everyone's emotions.

Over the past period of time, Lowell's story made us feel that all the strange things happened in this church. This black church has the origin of everything strange, but now it is discovered that we are not underground in the black church, which makes us a group of people feel at a loss.

On the one hand, our mood became relaxed, because if we walked out of the Black Church, it would mean we had gotten rid of a lot of weird things. But on the other hand, our hearts were also raised because we didn't know what would be ahead, let alone the Fatty and the others had no news at all.

"Go ahead. Let's take a look." Lowell sighed.

Everyone rested for a while, then picked up their guns and continued walking inside.

"Boss, do you feel a cold wind blowing across from you?" Darren Oliver said to me.

"You discovered it too? I thought it was my hallucination." I nodded.

"There is a cold wind." Kava said with great certainty.

"No, the reason for wind is because there is convection in the air. How could this happen if we are underground?" said Joss Ferrer.

"It's very simple, it means that somewhere ahead is connecting to the outside." This kind of problem is simply a pediatric for Lowell.

This news made everyone feel refreshed. Does this mean we can find an exit from the front?

After everyone stepped up their pace and walked a distance for a while, the passage was finally completed, and what appeared in front of them was a vast space!

This space is so large that the faint torch in our hands cannot see how much it is.

"Boss. I have a way." Glan Patton pulled out a box from his bag and took out something from it.

As soon as I saw this, I laughed.

It is a moor bomb specially used for night shooting. The main component inside is magnesium powder. After special treatment, it can emit a very strong light after ignition, which can shine a large area into daytime, and the time can be maintained for at least ten minutes.

"How did you bring this thing? OK!" I laughed.

"I thought I must need lighting at night. This thing is much more useful than a torch. I brought some. I didn't expect it to come in handy." Glan Barton raised his eyebrows.

"Then let it light up quickly!" Kava urged.

Glan Patton stuffed the incendiary bullet into the muzzle, then pointed it at it and fired a shot.

With a bang, the incendiary bomb was ignited and shot quickly into the sky, then landed at a high place. Then the incendiary bomb was completely ignited, and the dazzling white light suddenly revealed the huge space.

"God!"

"My God"

Looking at the scene in front of you, everyone sighed.

"God! Kava, my eyes are not blurred!" I was stunned.

"Boss. Am I dreaming?" Kava was already stunned.

In front of our ground is a huge dome. No, it should be a huge space!

The area is at least two or three hundred square meters! What is most surprising is that this space is at least 20 meters high!

The surrounding walls are made of black stone. On the walls are square holes, which are densely packed with coffins placed inside!

It is really not uncommon for everyone to see the coffin. But in such a place, in such an environment, hundreds of coffins are stacked on top of the high rock walls, which is really shocking.

Judging from the style, those coffins are completely different from the current ones, and most of them have been decayed, and some of them have fallen apart, revealing the bones inside.

"God, how come there are so many coffins!" Lowell looked at the coffins and opened his mouth into a huge 0-shaped shape. "Lowell, didn't you see it fifty years ago?" I asked.

Lowell shook his head: "When I escaped, I was panicked. I could take care of so many things there. And I didn't have the equipment you have now, and even if I passed by here, I couldn't find it. Besides, I didn't seem to have been to such a place."

"You have never been to such a place? Is it true or false?" Everyone else was a little surprised.

Lowell nodded very seriously: "I really haven't been to such a place. If I pass by it, I can't have no impression of such a large space."

"That might be possible. At that time, you were so scared that you couldn't feel it no matter how big you were." Kava smiled, then looked up to observe the coffins.

"Boss, who do you think these coffins are from?" asked Darren Oliver.

"You ask me how I know. It would be great if Calvin was there. He is an encyclopedia and knows everything." I spread my hands.

"Boss, have you noticed that these coffins seem to be arranged in a very regular manner?" Kava's words made all of us lit up.

Not bad. These coffins look dense on the surface, as if they have no rules, but if you look closely, you will not find some rules.

A group of us stood in the center of this huge space, surrounded by four walls of more than 20 meters. Each wall was filled with coffins from top to bottom. These coffins were of different sizes, and the size of the holes that contained them was also different.

Among the four walls, the underground holes are close to each other, very small and very dense. The holes can just accommodate a coffin. But the higher it goes, it seems that the coffin is higher and higher. Not only is the holes getting bigger and bigger, but the distance between them is gradually sparse, so the holes on the entire wall are very regular.

It is worth mentioning that the more you decorate the holes in the coffin floor, the more you go upwards, some are decorated with wood around the holes, some are decorated with various decorative pieces made of metal, and some are carved with statues next to the holes.

After a long time, many of these coffins fell apart. However, the coffins were basically from the middle and lower layers. The higher the coffins went, the fewer the coffins were scattered, and to the top of the top. There was no place to fall apart at all.

"Boss, I think these coffin landlords are definitely not ordinary people." Darren Oliver's words meant to my heart.

Ordinary people would not mobilize others to create such a spectacular tomb. This is simply unheard of in the United States.

"I'm interested in who these people are." Lowell murmured.

"This is not easy to deal with. Just open one and you will know." Kava smiled, then walked to a hole at the bottom of a wall, raised the butt in his hand and smashed it hard towards the already shaking coffin.

With a bang, the coffin could not withstand such a smash, and it immediately fell apart.

We were surrounded by people, and the scene in front of us made us stunned.

There was a corpse lying in the coffin. Perhaps it was because it was dry here and the corpse turned into a mummy. So, despite so many years, you can basically see the appearance of the person inside.

This is a middle-aged man. He died peacefully, with a hole in his forehead, and he could tell at a glance that it was broken by a bullet.

What surprised our group of people was the clothes that this person was wearing.

"Boss, this clothes!" Joseph Bocai pointed at the clothes on the body and shouted at me loudly.

He and Glan Patton are usually responsible for the crew's makeup and costume design, so they are still very familiar with clothes.

Don't talk about them, I even recognized them.

This dress is so familiar. I took a group of people through the same style a few months ago!

"Boss, why do these clothes look so similar to those clothes you wore in "The Patriot"??" Kava asked.

"What does it mean to be like? It's clearly!" I nodded.

The clothes worn by this dead corpse are clearly the clothes of the Independence Army hundreds of years ago!

These can make me completely confused!?” I asked.

Lowell shook his head, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Kava opened several more coffins and found that the bodies inside were all wearing independent army clothes without exception.

This discovery caused a huge earthquake to us.

We thought we would encounter some demons, but it seemed to be smooth all the way in. No weird things happened, and so many bodies in the Independence Army were found. How to explain it?

"Boss, I think the placement of these coffins looks like the specifications of the army. The higher I go, the higher I go, the people placed must be people of high status. The people below are all ordinary soldiers, and the ones above may be generals or something." Darren Oliver pointed to the coffins on high places and said to me.

Darren Oliver's statement makes sense, but now it is not the time to care about these coffins.

"These coffins may have a huge secret. But everyone, we are not archaeological, we are here to find people. Let's find Berg and the others first." My words made everyone nod.

At this time, the incendiary bomb was about to burn out and the light gradually dimmed.

We walked across from where there was a black hole.

"Boss, there are footprints here!" Darren Oliver said, holding the torch in his hand and shining on the ground.

All of us surrounded us.

Sure enough, at that entrance, we found a row of footprints.

"The one with the extra-large shoes is Fatty. This pointed leather shoes should be Henry Waltho, and this denim leather shoes is John Wayne. These three shoes should be those three weapons merchants." I analyzed the footprints one by one, and felt at ease.

Judging from these footprints, the fat guys and the others did not separate, but came in together, and they arrived here. There were still six of them, which means that there was no accident along the way.

"Did you say they found these coffins?" Kava asked Darren Oliver.

"How do I know?" Darren Oliver shook his head.

"Boss...Boss..." While we were talking, Jos Ferrer, who was standing next to us, shouted in a trembling crying voice.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Joss Ferrer was about to cry, and his face was twisted and deformed due to fright. He pointed at his feet and asked tremblingly, "Boss, Mr. Berger and the others came in, right?"

"Yes. You know this more than us." I nodded.

Joss Feler twitched his nose and pointed at his feet and said, "Why are there a line of footprints here??" Joss Feler's words made us all shudder together!

This sentence is really terrifying!

The fat guys and the others came in. This is a true time, how could there be an extra line of footprints?

Could it be...?!

A common idea appears in our hearts.

For some reason, the painting on the wall at the entrance suddenly appeared in my mind, with those strange eyes on it!

Things are getting worse and worse!
To be continued...