Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 444: Facing the Emperor
The dragon-slaying hero of the past eventually grew into a vicious dragon, and the foundation of the magnificent eternal empire perished in just two generations. If that proud emperor still had dreams of the past, how would he evaluate himself today and his achievements recorded in history?

The underground palace is a city buried underground. Alchemists, or alchemists, built the basic model of the underground palace. The rulers gathered the power of the dynasty and mobilized about 72 workers in 39 years to complete it. The complexity of the structure is unprecedented. If you don't have a map, you will definitely get lost.

Fortunately, Xia Mo had a map, and she led everyone through the Cookie Tunnel, passing through one funeral palace after another filled with treasures and dangerous mechanisms. If there was no map, it would probably take a lot of time.

The coffin of the First Emperor is placed in the center of the underground palace. The closer you get to this place, the more different it becomes. A large number of buildings that resemble ancient Chinese buildings vaguely reveal the civilization of another race. The silent Terracotta Warriors and Horses also have some Deadpool-like figures that stand out.

If these scenes were discovered by outside archaeologists, it would definitely be big news that would shock the world and would be searched hotly on media platforms for seven days and seven nights.

After walking for about an hour, Xia Mo and his companions arrived in front of a huge bronze door. The bronze door was about seventy meters long, as high as a five-story building, exuding an aura of decay and vicissitudes. The dragon beast carved on the door looked ferocious, with disdainful eyes, overlooking the intruders.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the First Emperor is buried behind this door." Xia Mo said. She observed everyone's reactions. Bai Xiaotian was an old senior, so he naturally showed no fear. Bai Muyang was a young hero and looked righteous. Although Bai Yinxiang was a little scared, he pretended to be calm.

Now that things have come to this, there is no need to say anything FLAG-like. Xia Mo has even done things against gods, so why would she be afraid of a human and a hybrid emperor?
She took a deep breath and took the lead in pushing open the heavy door from the outside to the inside.

Will-o'-the-wisp lights ignited without a source, illuminating the tomb of the First Emperor. Silver striped flowers grew wildly on the bronze earth. Mercury from thousands of years ago was still flowing slowly today, colorless, odorless, and silent. A huge and mysterious alchemical field was constantly operating to maintain some special effect.

Alchemy is a magic that uses strange objects to create miracles through the formula of everything.

However, in the country it is called alchemy and witchcraft.

As a genuine dragon, Xia Mo was more sensitive to mercury than hybrids. The air was filled with almost invisible mercury mist, creating a debuff.

Xia Mo took the lead and stepped forward, ignoring the mercury that was like a maggot on her bones. She crossed one obstacle after another as lightly as a deer crossing a stream. The others followed closely behind her, climbed up the high steps and came to the coffin.

"Records of the Grand Historian" mentioned that "the outer coffin was made of copper", while "Book of Han" recorded that "the inside was sealed with smelted copper and the outside was coated with lacquer", "it was covered with pearls and jade, and decorated with emerald", which means it was a wooden coffin.

In fact, this is a composite coffin, with a sacred wood filling inside and black metal inlaid outside. It is heavy and thick. The final resting place of the first emperor in the history of the ancient country after his death is placed in front of Xia Mo and the others. Bai Muyang and Bai Yinxiang even have a sense of unreality, as if it came too easily.

It's not easy. Since there is a map, why would you deliberately take the hell-level passage and risk your life? You should avoid suffering if you can.

Xia Mo and Bai Xiaotian looked at each other, and she was going to wake up the old zongzi in the coffin.

Xia Mo bit her fingertips and pressed her fingers on the grooves on the surface of the black coffin. The grooves seemed to hide countless sharp shark teeth. Xia Mo was only donating a drop of blood, but there was a suction force that kept squeezing and absorbing Xia Mo's blood. In a blink of an eye, Xia Mo had donated 200ml of blood, enough to get a small certificate.

"Eat, eat, eat quickly, or I'll eat you all up and vomit." Xia Mo muttered.

After Xia Mo fed the blood, a heartbeat sound suddenly came from the black coffin. It was so loud that it could be clearly heard through the tightly sealed metal.

The First Emperor gradually resurrected.

"It's really horrifying." Bai Xiaotian couldn't help but comment.

I don’t know whether it was because the First Emperor’s vitality was too strong or because Xia Mo’s blood was noble enough.

Next it was Bai Yinxiang's turn to have her blood let out. She followed suit in the groove on the other side and gritted her teeth to get through the 200ml of blood, believing in her own hematopoietic stem cells.

After the two streams of blood converged along the groove, the liquid level dropped visibly and seeped into the interior of the coffin.

My heartbeat quickened.

Xia Mo and the others retreated to pack up their weapons. With the power of the Bai family, it was not difficult to make firearms. Xia Mo took out the parts of the Barrett from the long box and began to assemble them. The seven deadly sins stayed in the capital.

Bai Muyang loaded the Thompson submachine gun with ammunition, which was quite a lot.

Bai Yinxiang was shy and introverted, she only held a Matilda, she had never fired a gun, she only used it for self-protection.

Bai Xiaotian was closest to the black coffin. His weapon was a shotgun, a SPAS-12 multi-purpose shotgun. The ammunition loaded inside was neither tear gas nor deer bullets, but deadly silver bullets, a high-end version of mercury bullets with greater power. Only an extremely accomplished alchemist and arms enthusiast could refine them.

Coincidentally, Qingyi is such a person.

The alchemy master of Baijia Village is Qingyi sama. Originally, this should have been mastered by Bai Xiaotian's branch. After all, their ancestor was the great alchemist Xu Junfang and Xu Fu. Unfortunately, the talent was not passed down halfway, so they changed to practice the technique. Qingyi remembered Xu Fu's inheritance perfectly. It was really a strange thing...

Qingyi's special weapon is the nunchaku. If you take the nunchaku apart and put them together, they become a long stick. However, since everyone else is using weapons, how can he be the exception? The short guy is very strong, and he broke into the underground palace carrying a Gatling gun. He is simply a superman.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the black coffin, waiting for the old acquaintance to come out and shoot him into a sieve.

Time passed minute by minute, the heart beat slowly and powerfully, just like a great life awakening, the mercury gradually boiled, and the blue will-o'-the-wisp flames burned even more.

The resurrection of the dead was not only eerie but also grand and glorious. The ancient breath passed through every corner of the mausoleum. Suddenly, the black coffin was bounced up.

At the same time, everyone pulled the trigger.

"Crack-"

"Crackling——"

The black coffin was targeted by a concentrated fire, with flashes of fire and bullets pouring down.

Logically speaking, the black coffin would have been blown away by the terrifying impact of the shotgun, but it stood there like a wall, silent like a guard.

After a round of ammunition was fired, the black coffin collapsed with a loud bang, but it was heading towards Xia Mo and the others.

Finally, Xia Mo and the descendants of King Bai saw the First Emperor.

The figure was exactly the same as the White King in Xia Mo's dream. He was buried in the black crown and robes with the sun, moon, stars and dragons. The tassels and jade strings obscured his face. The First Emperor sat calmly in a corner of the coffin, with the aura of a throne.

The First Emperor calmly looked at the regicide at the bottom of the stairs.

This regicide is not that regicide. That regicide refers to Qin Wuyang. If we use Starbucks' cup level theory, it must be a medium cup. It looks intimidating, but in fact it does not cause any damage at all. He also looks embarrassed when talking about control.

The real regicide should be Jing Ke. The King of Qin walked around the pillar and it is unknown how long he controlled the First Emperor.

"You are all meritorious officials," the First Emperor said to the crowd in a youthful voice with an imperial dignity.

"Another traitor who murdered the king."

(End of this chapter)