(There are too many things today, and I only code so much in the afternoon. Shi San is very dissatisfied with his current speed. Starting tomorrow, accelerate, guarantee the third update every day, whether it will explode depends on the ranking of the new book list...)

"Fate?" The old fairy Munstut beat the staff like a dead wooden stick in his hand: "Our desert fairy tribe has been waiting for the dry rock ice room for hundreds of years. Is it just to let others take it away? I don't believe in any fate. As long as I am here, the dry rock ice room must belong to the desert fairy tribe. You are usually gentle and obedient. Why? Now that I see my corpse soldiers are wiped out and want to rebel?!"

It seems that he is usually very powerful. Although there are no corpse soldiers in his hand at this time, he asked sternly and glared at him. The few desert fairies facing him still involuntarily retreated two steps.

The young fairy, who had been afraid before, stepped forward and pulled out the silver knife from her waist, held it with both hands and raised it over her head. Munstut couldn't help but change his face.

"Monstut, it's not because your corpse soldiers are destroyed, but because I have found my ancestor's moon-falling silver sword, which can destroy your immortal lich body for three hundred years. For your own selfish desires, you have disturbed the souls of ancestors of all generations, and extracted the souls that the dead should have rested from the underworld and injected them into mummies to refine them into corpse soldiers. Everyone dares not speak out about you. Today is the time for you to pay the price!"

"I'm not for myself, I'm for the entire desert fairy clan..." Munstut shouted. The young fairy smiled contemptuously, ignored him, turned the scimitar, and Yin Yue flew out from under her elbow.

Ge Zheng looked from a distance and a silver moon fell in the sky. Munster held high his staff and roared, and a blood sword spurted out from his mouth, but it was difficult to resist the beauty of the fallen moon. The blood sword evaporated, and Luoyue fell straight from his head. A black line appeared on Munster. The dark firefly sparks were flying on the altar, and Munster's body turned into a piece of ashes in the sparks.

Ge Zheng seemed a little dilemma at this time. He accidentally watched an internal fight among the desert fairy tribe. It was a bit embarrassing to go out at this time. If he didn't go out, he couldn't hide here forever.

The desert fairies in the cave were silent for a while, no one spoke, and retreated from another cave entrance in an orderly manner. The young fairy holding the moon-falling silver sword looked at Ge Zheng's hiding place intentionally or unintentionally, and pointed to a cave before leaving.

Ge Zheng waited for a while before coming out of his hiding place. He chose to believe in the desert fairy and walked into the cave where he was guiding him.

When he passed by the six-pointed altar, he took a look: every line on the altar was a thin ditch, with blood flowing inside, and with Munster's death, the blood was slowly drying up.

At the end of the Great Return Pass was a tall stone wall. On the way, Ge Zheng clearly felt the cold air getting heavier and he was gradually approaching the core of the dry rock ice chamber. A huge black iron T-shaped scepter was embedded on the yellow-brown stone wall, and a golden snake was wrapped around the scepter. Around the scepter, the sun, moon, Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, Mars, and Saturn formed a circle.

The ground directly under the stone wall is as smooth as water grinding, and six round holes the size of fists are arranged into a pyramid shape.

On the left side of the stone wall, there is a tall shelf, with round stone wheels neatly placed on it.

"We call it the chess of a life." The footsteps sounded behind him, and the mouthful Cummins' nature was hard to move: "Our ancestors discovered a cold rock in the hot sweat-falling wasteland more than a thousand years ago. They believed that this was the remains of the gods, and since then they regarded themselves as guardians and settled here. More than seven hundred years later, they gradually understood what they protected, but they still believed that they were guarding the relics of the gods, waiting for the arrival of the master arranged by the famous fortune. Until... three hundred years ago, Munster appeared."

Speaking of this, even the cheerful Cummins showed a sad expression: "Monstut believes that the desert fairy clan has paid a huge price for the dry rock ice chamber, and it should belong to our tribe. He is a dark alchemist, so powerful that we cannot resist. He pulled out the souls of his ancestors from the Rest Valley of the Underworld, blended the corpse of the adventurer, created invulnerable corpse soldiers, and controlled the entire tribe."

"Since he controlled the tribe, he asked all the tribes to go to Watt Town as a guide, with the purpose of preventing adventurers from discovering this place. Although no one said that, we actually knew in our hearts that after we died, we would end up the same as our ancestors: becoming Munster's corpse soldiers." There was a creepy chill in Cummins's words, which was the chill deep in his heart, which was unconsciously emitted.

But soon the talkative desert fairy was excited and pointed to the pyramid-shaped chessboard on the ground and said, "We call it the Fate Chess." He pointed to the stone wheels on the cabinet on the left: "Those are chess pieces. Forty-seven chess pieces, only six positions, must be placed in the right position before the snake wall will be opened. Munster is a genius, but he has never succeeded. According to him, the chessboard is an equilateral triangle and should meet some requirements on each side, or this triangle means fire among the four elements of alchemy, which may have some hint. I am not an alchemist, I don't know." Cummins shrugged. His head was as big as a bucket, his shoulders were narrow and thin, and his neck was slender, and his shrugging movements were extremely funny.
Chapter completed!