Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 120 Altars and Offerings

The group arrived at the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life

Fang Gu frowned and recalled for a moment, then said seriously, "The Nine Deaths and One Life Bridge, the Nine Death Gates Bridge, and the One Life Gate Bridge are mentioned in ancient teachings, but they do not specify which bridge is the Life Gate Bridge."

"There are ten bridges in total. Even if the five of us split up and each take one bridge, there's only a 50% chance of success, right?" Zhang Xiaohou's face immediately turned grim.

Mo Fan was caught in a dilemma. He had carefully observed the ten soaring dragon arch bridges, but in fact, all of them were exactly the same. It seemed that no matter which path you chose, the destination would be the same.

But for this mission, they have the support of an entire city.

Moreover, if others make the wrong choice, it's like saying goodbye forever.

A near-death experience... this is an extremely difficult choice.

"You guys choose." Fang Gu sat down on the ground, adopting a posture of giving up.

"Choose? No need to choose. I don't think this so-called dead gate is absolute. We don't need to separate." Chu Ming and Gengar carefully sensed the structural relationship between the bridges and the space, and had a general idea in mind. They said calmly.

"That's right. We're a bunch of living people, why should we follow the rules of a dead man? We either live together or we die together." Mo Fan grinned when he heard Chu Ming directly say no, then pointed to a bridge and said, "We'll cross this bridge, we'll all cross together!"

Fang Gu's eyes were filled with doubt when he saw Chu Ming and Mo Fan's choices.

He didn't understand where these two got their confidence from.

This is the tomb of an ancient king.

Unless one is a forbidden spellcaster, they might be able to pass through the Gate of Death.

Taking different bridges will increase the probability of getting it right.

Fang Gu sighed helplessly, "Since you've decided not to split up, then I won't travel with you. Good luck."

Some people are unwilling to live and die together.

Mo Fan didn't bother to say anything more. Anyway, he didn't have any connection with this person. Having made his decision, he stopped hesitating and was about to walk towards an arched bridge.

At this moment, Chu Ming spoke up, "Wait, we're not going that way, we're going this way!"

Seeing the bridge that Chu Ming was pointing to.

Fang Gu, who was still sitting on the ground slumped over, suddenly narrowed his eyes in shock.

How does this kid know that this path is the gate of life?

He is clearly not a villager of Weiju Village.

It's impossible to know such information; only the descendants of ancient kings could know it!

Although Mo Fan didn't understand why they had to take that particular path, since they had to choose one anyway, and Chu Ming's tone was so firm, he naturally had no objections: "Okay, that path is fine too, we'll listen to Old Chu!"

Mo Fan took the lead, and the others quickly followed.

However, just as they stepped onto the white arched bridge, they heard a shout from behind.

"Wait a moment!"

Fang Gu ran over quickly.

Chu Ming turned around, looking at Fang Gu who had followed him with a half-smile, and asked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't take the same path as us? Why did you follow us?"

Fang Gu touched his nose and chuckled awkwardly, "I...I think...we've been very lucky all along, maybe we can get through this crisis without any major incidents."

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes and casually said, "Actually, that's what I think too."

"Master Fanggu, you have guided us through many difficulties. I always feel that something is missing without you. Perhaps we will have to rely on you to answer our questions later."

Hearing Chu Ming's calm tone.

Fang Gu inexplicably felt as if he had thorns in his back, and his back was drenched in sweat.

At this moment, Mo Fan, who was at the front of the group, became impatient and said, "If you're going to get on the bridge, hurry up and move on."

"Master Fanggu, please continue leading the team!"

Chu Ming smiled at Fang Gu and extended his hand.

"Okay, let's go!"

Fang Gu forced a stiff smile, not daring to meet Chu Ming's gaze any longer, and quickly ran towards Mo Fan ahead.

If he had to choose one person from this team, it would be the one he least wanted to be his enemy.

That was Chu Ming.

Compared to the carefree Mo Fan, this guy is not only dangerous but also... mysterious.

Although she didn't know how he saw through her.

I have no idea what his intentions were in having me continue to lead the way.

But now the arrow is on the bowstring, and there's no choice but to release it.

……

An unknown amount of time passed.

The arched bridge has come to an end.

A silver wall mirror appeared before everyone's eyes.

This wall mirror is very strange. It stands directly in the middle of the bridge, and silver ripples appear on its surface, making it look like a portal to another world.

"Spatial power, huh...?"

"Now, it's time to witness life and death!"

Mo Fan took a deep breath.

They were just about to step through this spatial gate.

At this moment, Fang Gu suddenly rushed out and was the first to rush in.

"This guy?"

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.

But the next moment, a gust of wind came from behind them.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou turned their heads to look.

The arched bridges we had crossed before were starting to disappear.

A black gust of wind, carrying a power to eliminate everything, completely obliterated the arched bridge.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

He instantly realized something, his face darkened, and he cursed, "That son of a bitch Fang Gu, he definitely knows the mechanics here, damn it..."

"Let's go." Chu Ming said unhurriedly, quickly stepping into the mirror space.

Seeing Mo Fan's furious expression, Zhang Xiaohou quickly said, "Brother Fan, Brother Chu has gone inside, let's hurry up and leave too!"

Mo Fan cursed and swore as he rushed into the mirror wall.

The instant of entry.

The group felt a wave of dizziness.

It felt as if all sensations and directions—up and down, front and back, left and right—had been reversed.

……

A few minutes later.

Everyone snapped out of their daze and opened their eyes.

They are still on the bridge.

Looking back, in the silver mirror space gate behind them, the last section of the white jade bridge had broken into countless pieces and fallen into the black abyss.

Subsequently, the silver mirror portal completely vanished without a trace.

"We're on the right track! It's the Bridge of Life, and there... that's the altar leading to the tomb!"

A look of surprise appeared in Su Xiaoluo's eyes as she gazed at the enormous altar in the distance.

A magnificent building standing in endless darkness.

The overall shape resembles an ice crown.

The stone steps beneath the building were enormous, several times taller than a person, as if they were not meant for people to climb, but rather for gods and giants to ascend.

At the edge of the altar, red silk seemed to be slowly drooping down.

But by its color and flowing texture.

Chu Ming could clearly see that they were strands of extremely viscous, slowly flowing red blood.

The altar has been triggered!

"Damn it, that son of a bitch Fang Gu!!"

At this moment, Mo Fan finally spotted Fang Gu, who was climbing the huge stone steps, about to rush up.

Chu Ming grabbed the impatient Mo Fan, sensing the ancient object on the altar filled with resentment and lingering will, and laughed, "Don't rush, have you forgotten? This is an altar, and altars require offerings. Moving too fast isn't necessarily a good thing!"

Mo Fan nodded, finally calming down.

Under Chu Ming's leadership.

The group maintained a steady pace as they climbed the long stone steps.

The entire altar space also began to shrink in layers.

The higher you go, the narrower the stairs become.

Gradually, it has reached a point where ordinary people can take a leap forward.

"We're almost at the top; the Blood Throne should be up there."

Su Xiaoluo wiped the sweat from her forehead, a hint of joy appearing on her pale face.

Soon, everyone reached the last step.

All eyes were drawn to the huge red jade in front of them.

It was a throne carved from blood jade, with a black robe resting against it.

"Hahaha, Chu Ming, so what if you saw through me? I still managed to get my way!"

At this moment, Fang Gu stood in front of the throne, turned his head to look at everyone, a crazy smile appeared on his lips, grabbed the armor robe on the throne and put it on, and sat down on it.

(End of this chapter)