I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 1384

Chapter 1384: Chapter 1386 Sky God's Halberd Chapter 1384: Chapter 1386 Sky God's Halberd “`
Patsha looked at the gloomy cave entrance with furrowed brows, hesitating. He was now in the form of a Thunder Eagle, and his temperament was unknowingly shifting towards that of a Thunder Eagle.

From instinct, Thunder Eagles naturally despised cramped places like caves!

“Hey, the content for the golden side quest has been updated!” Doya exclaimed, then eagerly checked it out. After a long time, Doya's face showed an incredulous expression, her body trembling slightly.

“The Golden bloodline, it's actually the Golden bloodline, how is this possible…” Noya too, was stunned, eyes wide as he read the quest details again, word for word.

“It really is the Golden bloodline, the Golden bloodline!” Noya shouted excitedly, turning his head to glance at Patsha, a thick intent to kill flickering in his eyes.

When he turned back to look at Song Jian and saw the smile that was not quite a smile on Song Jian's face, he felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. He flashed a flattering smile at Song Jian, somewhat embarrassed.

“The Golden bloodline, it seems that the legendary Golden Holy Clan really exists. It's hard to believe!” Doya was still completely shocked.

Song Jian glanced at the quest content and did not understand the true value of the Golden bloodline, but he figured it must be comparable to the status of the Golden Giant Dragon within the Dragon Clan.

Looking at Noya, Song Jian patted Doya's shoulder and asked, “What's the deal with this Golden bloodline and the Golden Holy Clan?”

With a look of surprise, Doya gazed at Song Jian, “You don't know…”

Moments later, Doya showed a look of realization and said, “Oh, I forgot, you're a Favored of the Gods. You're not familiar with the history of the Golden Clan. Let me tell you about it…”

After briefly recounting the legend of the Golden Clan to Song Jian, Doya shook her head and sighed, “The bloodline of the Golden Clan is desirable yet unattainable. Once acquired, it is like being granted a grand thoroughfare directly to the Legendary Realm, with no more obstacles on the road! Therefore, those with the Golden Clan bloodline are also known as the Golden Holy Clan!”

“It is said that hundreds of years ago, someone obtained a drop of the Golden bloodline in the Assessment World, but many disbelieved it, thinking it was a rumor. Now it seems, it might not be a rumor…” Noya chipped in.

Patsha, looking at the updated quest content and then glancing at Song Jian, had a look of regret on his face.

In his view, if there was one person who could complete this quest, it would definitely be Song Jian. He did not believe he had the ability to defeat Song Jian and obtain the Golden bloodline. Although he was somewhat excited inside, he did not lose himself as much as Doya and Noya.

“That guy earlier even showed murderous intent towards Song Jian, ridiculous. He hasn't even seen the item yet and already harbored thoughts of killing Song Jian. Does he think the Favored of the Gods are fools!” Patsha stealthily glanced at Noya, already having sentenced him to death in his heart!

“Let's go and see, maybe that group from the Alien Clan has already found the Golden bloodline. They discovered this place before us…” Song Jian said with a smile, taking the lead towards the cave entrance.

“Right, right, that group from the Alien Clan arrived hours before us, they've probably seen the Golden bloodline by now…” Noya said, his face filled with fear of falling behind, and quickly followed behind Song Jian into the cave.

Doya seemed to realize something, her gaze complicated as she looked at Noya's back. She sighed softly, shook her head, and also went in.

With a sneer, Patsha walked at the back. Soon, the silhouettes of the four were engulfed by the tomb.

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The examinees of the Alien Clan had cooperated to pry open the heavy coffin, everyone crowded around and looked inside.

Indeed, in the eyes of all, an old man wearing a golden mask lay silently in the coffin, with snowy hair and wrinkled skin on his neck, presenting an image of agedness.

The elder clasped a battle halberd, nearly as tall as himself, tightly against his chest. The tomb had existed for over ten thousand years, yet the elder in front of them showed no signs of decay, lifelike as though he was merely sleeping.

Looking at him, a sense of fear emerged in everyone's hearts, particularly in the dark and eerie atmosphere of the tomb, which was gradually corroding their spirits.

Su La Mo, in alarm, discovered that the moment the coffin was opened, the curse that had been stacked to ten layers instantly jumped to fifteen layers.

“Smolahan's curse (Negative Effect): 15/15 layers, Effect: Reduces 100% own vitality point recovery speed, increases the energy cost of skills by 200%, reduces the effectiveness of healing items and skills by 80%, every thirty seconds a physical check is conducted, if failed, triggers effects of high fever, weakness in limbs and other disease effects, lasting 40 seconds!”

With the curse at full stack, everyone's vitality point recovery rate had dropped to zero, and the healing potions and skills were only 20% effective. Most importantly, if the body attribute wasn't up to standard, they would immediately contract diseases like high fever and limb weakness, and it seemed these conditions could also stack.

Although the curse was not lethal, Su La Mo, seeing the disease status stacked twice on him already, felt a chilling fear.

After secretly drinking a potion for disease contact and another for resisting abnormal status, Su La Mo felt an impulse to turn around and leave immediately, especially since he had carefully inspected the coffin with his scouting skills and found no trace of the golden blood.

“The Sky God's Halberd, this must be the one from the mural, the one awarded to King Smolahan by the gods, representing sovereign divine right, sacred and inviolable! I didn't expect it to be brought into the coffin with the king…” Xilin's eyes gleamed, unable to help himself, he reached out for the halberd.

This halberd was likely the second most valuable treasure in the entire tomb after the golden blood, and beholding it, Xilin's greed flared, desiring to claim it for himself.

Seeing Xilin's reaching hand, Su La Mo felt an unexplained fear, and quickly tried to stop him, “Don't touch…”

But by then, Xilin was beyond the reach of anyone else's advice, fearing being too slow and having others beat him to it, he grasped the halberd and pulled hard.

After straining twice, the halberd didn't budge at all, and Xilin couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

“Eh, what's going on here?”

The halberd, held in the hands of King Smolahan, was immovable as if cast from iron. Just then, beneath the mask, the king's eyes, which were firmly shut, suddenly burst open. A pair of crimson eyes radiated an endless aura of tyranny, and two sharp, white fangs slowly protruded from below King Smolahan's lips.

“Disturbing the king's slumber, you shall all die!”

In the tomb's chamber, a sinister voice echoed as the bronze doors that were slightly ajar went “boom” and shut automatically. A cold draft blew through the chamber, causing the flames on the lanterns to flicker wildly, rustling as if about to extinguish at any moment.

Before the shocked gazes of everyone, King Smolahan slowly sat up in the coffin, his body suddenly disintegrating into countless yellow grains of sand, vanishing into the coffin.

Chapter end

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