Chapter 477 Palace in the Mountain
Taking off his poncho and cloak, Horn took the handkerchief and wiped the rain off his face and neck.
Jean Na still felt a little sleepy, her eyeballs were slightly swollen, and she stared at the cave behind the vines on the mountain wall not far away: "Are you sure it's safe?"
"Of course, we will send out in advance. He took the manpower and searched the entire secret passage and cave." Rafael looked back at the two demon hunters who were being held captive. "But this tunnel is a dead end and there will be no attackers."
< br>"A dead end?" Aigalang, who was chained by iron cuffs and shackles, raised his head and asked in disbelief.
Standing under the temporary canopy at the entrance of the cave, Horn looked around.
This authentic cave entrance is where the giant spiders used to live. Currently, most of the giant spiders in Daze Township have been driven to the mountainous area.
To this day, there are outposts standing guard next to the dredging project to prevent giant spiders from descending from the mountain to attack.
The giant spider farm in Haljin has not made much progress yet, and only produces one or two hundred yards of spider silk cloth every month.
This is not even a luxury item, but a special supply, only allocated to the decision-makers and senior members of the Salvation Army.
The textile industry on Qiumu Island is still mainly based on flax and wool, and they can barely produce and sell it themselves.
"Your Majesty." He gave Horn a hat-raising military salute. Brune, who was temporarily drafted, held the holy blunderbuss. "We checked it again and it is indeed safe."
< br>"Have you found any traces of Favaleri?"
"No." Gillot, who was beside Brune, answered, "He was very careful and left no traces."
"Okay." Horn took Jeanna's hand, "Let's go and have a look."
Descending from the edge of the cave along the wooden ladder, Horn turned his head and saw rows of stalactites hanging from the ceiling of the cave.
When the light from the torch shines on the stalactites, it reflects a faint crystal yellow-green color, which is the natural crystallization of the mineral shining.
Horn reached out and touched the rock wall. He seemed to have touched the mucus-laden surface of the frog, which was slippery and sticky.
The flames of rosin torches danced on the damp rock walls, reflecting the undulating shadows, as if the cave itself was breathing.
Horn sniffed. The air here was unexpectedly cold and heavy, with a faint smell of rotten wood.
Could it be that this group of people ran out of this stalactite cave? How long is this stalactite cave?
Besides, how did they prevent the giant spiders from invading?
Those giant spiders are burrowing animals, there is no reason to leave such a good burrow unused.
"Your Majesty, please follow me."
Stepping on the cold stone underfoot, under the leadership and protection of the Holy Gunner, Horn and his party continued to move forward, and soon Then I saw a hole that was obviously cut manually.
"Is this it?" A Guardsman pinched the back of Aigalang's neck and asked him to look up at the artificial cave in front of him.
“Haven’t you walked past him several times? Ask me again, will he change again?” Aigalang gritted his teeth and glared.
The holy gunslinger who wanted to show his face in front of his Majesty became angry and raised his palm to slap him: "Ah, what does the prisoner look like?"
"Okay." Al next to him Mang shouted to stop him, "Don't be rude in front of Your Majesty."
"Is this Mr. Aigalang?" At this moment, Horn walked up to the demon hunter and raised the glowstone lantern in his hand. "I'd like you to lead the way."
He raised the fluorescent stone lantern in his hand, and the light of day shone on the long dark cave. Aigalang, the old demon hunter, and a few guards' holy gunmen holding torches were at the forefront.
Then came the Cheka and the military police, followed by Horn with seven or eight military police guards.
Walking beside Horne, Jeanne and Horne intertwined their fingers, always ready to "let Jeanne help me".
This cave is extremely narrow at first, and can even be passed sideways by one person. After walking for a while, it becomes wider and wider at the back.
Jeanna's white nose moved, and she seemed to smell a grassy smell.
Judging from the condensation on the weight ball on the sword hilt, the temperature is decreasing and the water vapor in the air is increasing. "Your Majesty, let's go this way." The holy gunslinger at the front bowed his waist and made a flattering gesture to Horn.
Looking at the faint blue light ahead, Horn held up the fluorescent stone lamp and led Jeanne out of the cave.
Witt, Armand and Rafael filed out behind him and stood at the entrance of the cave.
After standing for about ten seconds, he turned around and asked the old demon hunter and Aigalan who were guiding the way: "You call this an tunnel?"
The size of the "tunnel" in front of them exceeded everyone's expectations. It was more than ten meters high, with a dome on the mountain wall and an open space in the cave with no boundaries.
With the area shown so far, it can even fit the castle of Fort Joan of Arc.
The sound of rushing underground river water could be heard in my ears, and the moss shining with blue light formed an ocean.
The crystals on the rock wall reflect fluorescent moss, firelight and fluorescent stone light, and everything in the field of vision seems to be covered with a light blue gauze.
It feels like moonlight, Jeanne looked around and couldn't help but think to herself.
Before Rafael could prompt Horn, Werther suddenly shouted behind him.
"Why, how come there is a palace here?"
Following Werther's gaze, Horn became surprised.
Under the towering rock wall, there is actually a half palace built or even embedded in the rock wall.
The style of this palace is very peculiar, neither ancient Ayre style nor the current classical Gothic style.
But this shape is similar to the illustrations in some ancient scriptures that Horn has seen, but he can't remember what they are.
But why did he always feel that it was not built on the rock wall, but was neatly cut in half by something and then glued to the rock wall.
Or is half of the palace hidden in the rock wall?
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why it built such a pillar with only half of it.
Horn was not the only one who felt this way, Jeanne also stared at the palace with her head held high. Although she had been inspected, she still felt palpitations.
"..."
In a daze, I seemed to hear another strange whisper in my ears.
Just like the whispers she heard when Horn was descended by the Holy Father that day, she thought it was the Holy Lord communicating with her at that time...
No!
Jeanne's expression changed, and she immediately took out the calming potion from her pocket and took a sip. She closed her eyes and waited for a while, and the whisper disappeared.
Opening her eyes and looking at Horn's back, Jeanne immediately realized that she had to give Horn a warning.
"Brother...brother, brother?" Pushing Horn's shoulder, Jeanne actually saw the same confusion on Horn's face that she had just seen.
"Nothing, I was distracted." Horn shook his head and cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind, "Rafel, are you sure it is safe here? I want to go up and have a look."
"There is not a single living thing, Your Majesty, but I am afraid of what might happen." Rafael looked at Horn, who was eager to give it a try, "The three counties and eleven villages of the Papal Kingdom are still carried on your shoulders. If it weren't for those murals, I don't want you to risk it by rubbing or prying it away."
"Is there anything strange about those murals?"
"We are sure that this palace is from ancient times. The content of the murals in the palace is an introduction to the life of the Holy Lord..."
"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!" Armand was aroused by the damp and cold air. After sneezing several times, he wiped his nose with a handkerchief, "What's so surprising about this? Is there something missing because only half of the palace is owned?"
Rafel took a deep breath. : "It's not less, it's more..."
(End of this chapter)