I Stack Attributes in the Apocalypse Chapter 225: He's Crazy

Chapter 225: He’s Crazy

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As Roda spoke, Lu Ming and Roxin stopped their conversation and looked in the direction of Roda.

They could see in the garden that as Roda pushed aside some rockeries with great effort, the prohibition light continuously flickered beneath it. However, as the light faded, a pitch-black hole appeared in front of the three.

Lu Ming,”???”

Roda,

Roxin,

This King Lin really liked rockeries and holes.

Without commenting on King Lin’s eccentricities, the three proceeded further inside, with Roda leading the way.

After traversing winding and twisting tunnels, they arrived in a s.p.a.cious underground chamber.

What lay before them was an exquisite underground palace!

While the palace was not particularly large in scale, its decorations and furnishings were extremely luxurious. Upon closer inspection, one could discern the distinctive style of the Flame Clan’s royal family.

Roda chuckled and said, “So, it seems that the notion of ‘differing opinions’ was likely a false pretext, and the real intent was rebellion.”

Obviously, the casual chat between Roxin and Lu Ming earlier had not escaped Roda’s ears.

However, Roxin shook her head and said, “King Lin is, after all, a member of the Flame Clan’s royal family. Given his status, constructing a palace of this caliber doesn’t const.i.tute overstepping.”

Roda shrugged and remained silent. He was not as knowledgeable in this area as Roxin.

But they continued to advance, with Roda leading the way to the palace’s main hall.

Be it the layout of the entire underground palace or the architectural style, it was completely similar to the Flame Clan’s imperial palace. The only difference was in the size.

It was as if the Flame Clan’s palace had shrunk dozens of times.

Therefore, although it was only Roda’s first time here, he did not feel unfamiliar.

“If King Lin really left an inheritance here, there’s a high chance that it’s in these two locations.”

“The first is the main hall of the palace, which is also the meeting hall.”

“The second is the ancestral hall.”

According to the layout of the Flame Clan’s palace, the main hall was at the front and the ancestral hall was behind.

Roda led the way and they continued to advance to the palace’s main hall.

However, as they progressed, the furrows on their brows deepened…

At some point, Lu Ming suddenly spoke.

“Have you all seen such a thing in the Flame Clan’s imperial palace?”

Lu Ming asked this while casually kicking the filthy substance beneath his feet.

It was a viscous fungal blanket, soft and squishy when stepped on, resembling rotting flesh or gelatinous matter.

Stepping on it felt disgusting, somewhat akin to the fungal blankets he had seen around the Mother Tree.

When they looked around, they could see this repulsive substance almost everywhere.

It covered the ground and even clung to the corners and eaves of the buildings, resembling large dark-red spiderwebs.

Roda frowned and shook his head and said, “There’s nothing like this in the palace… at least not in the real Flame Clan’s palace.”

Roxin appeared bewildered.

She had not come across any descriptions of this substance in her books.

They continued to move forward.

The closer they got to the main hall, the more of this dark-red fungal blanket they encountered.

It was as if they had entered the body of a colossal beast, and combined with the faint putrid odor emanating from the surroundings, Lu Ming couldn’t help but feel a sense of nausea—whether it was the smell’s influence or the disturbing environment.

“This place… it’s beyond words,”

sighed Rada, his voice filled with frustration as he quickened his pace.

Soon, the three of them arrived in front of the main hall. Roda pulled down the dark-red fleshy web hanging on the entrance, and they entered the grand hall.

Inside, they saw the fungal blankets piling up like grotesque ma.s.ses of flesh, intertwining and forming various-sized lumps.

Roxin took two steps back, repulsed by the sight, while Lu Ming hesitated, unwilling to venture deeper into the hall.

It was Roda who took the initiative to handle the dirty work.

Roda took the initiative to handle the dirty work. He searched and rummaged through the hall, occasionally tearing apart the fleshy lumps. This action caused vile yellow-green liquid to splatter around, staining the entire hall with filth.

After half an hour or so, Roda waved his hand toward Lu Ming and Roxin, signaling them to leave the hall.

It was not until they were outside the hall that Roda dispelled his protective spell. He began to catch his breath heavily while quickly explaining,

“The thing isn’t here. There are only those disgusting things I don’t even know what they are!”

He activated his Source Power, shaking off the dirt from his body. He flung away the dark-red fleshy threads and the yellow-green liquid, sending them far away. Then, Roda continued, “Moreover, the yellow-green liquid is poisonous! I didn’t dare to test its toxicity personally.”

After Roda finished speaking, the three of them fell into silence.

Still, it was Lu Ming who spoke up, “However, it seems that there’s no real danger here.”

It was dirty, no doubt about it.

But as long as they were cautious of the poisonous yellow-green liquid, there did not seem to be anything that could threaten their safety.

Roda took a deep breath and continued, “Let’s keep going, towards the ancestral hall.”

The dark-red fungal blanket seemed to be present only near the main hall.

As the trio left the main hall, the fungal blanket and fleshy web gradually thinned out, disappearing completely by the time they reached the ancestral hall.

Returning to a more normal environment undoubtedly relieved the three of them. Roda led the way again, pushing open the door of the ancestral hall, and dim lights illuminated before them.

Ahead, there was a long corridor.

Stone lamps, illuminated by luminescent stones, hung on both sides of the corridor.

Some sort of prohibition seemed to be in effect. Even after countless years, the stone lamps on the walls still provided faint illumination for those who came later.

Roda continued to lead, with Lu Ming and Roxin following behind.

After walking for about dozens of meters, the path ahead suddenly opened up.

Several stone lamps adorned everything within the open s.p.a.ce.

The light was somewhat dim, but it was enough to see things clearly.

Through the subdued light, they could vaguely make out a pile of skeletal remains in the room, along with several scattered items.

Aside from these, there was nothing else.

Roda could not help but walk forward.

As he approached, he noticed a faint layer of golden light enveloping the skeletal remains.

This made Roda involuntarily take a sharp breath.

“It’s King Lin. I can confirm that these are the remains of King Lin!”

Even after an Ancient Realm expert had pa.s.sed away ten thousand years ago, their bones would still retain some distinctive features—and bone gilding was one of the signs of an Ancient Realm expert.

He then lowered his head and looked at the few items in front of King Lin’s remains.

Soon, Roda let out a gasp.

Because the first thing that caught his eye was not the items they had initially been observing, but rather a line of small text in front of King Lin’s remains.

[He’s crazy…]

These three words were written in the universal language of the Black Mist Zone, displayed in a faint red hue, resembling the color of blood.

The handwriting was sloppy, and it was unclear whether it was King Lin’s genuine writing or if he was in a disturbed state of mind at the time.

Lu Ming and Roxin approached as well and saw the text.

However, despite searching around, they couldn’t find any more information.

After some time, Lu Ming shook his head and said, “We don’t know what these three words mean, and we can’t find any more clues.”

“Besides, our purpose here isn’t to decipher mysteries.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the several items in front of King Lin’s remains.

“Let’s take a look at what those things are..”