Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 386

Vivienne aimed at Shimen’s sudden attack, knocking down a large piece of rubble and splashing out.

At the end of the blow, the fairy Miss closed her hand.

The rusty arrows on the side were still roaring, but they couldn’t hurt her and Donn a bit.

Vivienne observed the stone gate that she had smashed into a small hole, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, she waved the ebony staff a second time.

eighty! eighty!

Seeing Vivienne swinging his heavy staff to smash the door, only such quantifiers appeared in Dorn’s mind.

After a few smashes, Shimen was smashed into a deep pit by Vivian, and a gap appeared in front of the two doors that were originally closed.

Through this gap, the fairy Miss smoothly pushed open the stone gate that looked rather heavy.

The passage opened, and at this time the agencies on both sides also stopped shooting, it should be because the arrows in it were all shot.

“Hey, get it done.”

Vivienne placed the staff against the wall and satisfactorily patted the dust from the palm of her hand.

Donne was silent all the way.

After the passage was opened, he looked at Vivienne, and then at the unresolved sliding stone slab on the ground.

It was just… amazing…

Sometimes in the face of absolute power, outsmarting seems a little irrelevant.

“Shall we go in?” Vivian, who was standing in the front position, turned her head back, with an obvious smile on her face that was inviting credit.

For a moment, Dorne felt that if the fairy Miss had a long tail, he would definitely be slapped now…

…

Behind the stone gate is the still narrow passage.

“It’s probably the tomb of Earl Wenfeng.” Dorn thought in his heart.

When passing through Shimen, he also turned on the own system and checked the map in the email again.

From the map, it seems that the opening point of this [Concerto Forest] is located in the depths of this passage.

“If the starting point of [Concerto Forest]’s instance is in the tomb of the skinning earl? If this is the case, then the earl is really obsessed with the ruins…”

There has always been an old rotten and musty smell in the passage. It’s like something decayed at the end of this passage for a long, long time.

The further you go, the more obvious this smell becomes.

“That earl must have been dead for a long, long time? Why is there such a strong smell of rotten here?” Dorn was a little puzzled.

After a few steps forward, Miss, the fairy next to him, tugged Don’s cuff: “Don, look at the wall.”

Through the light provided by [Illumination], we can see rows of weird murals carved on the walls on both sides of the passage.

The lines are very scribble, the graphics are also very rough, there is nothing like the murals in the tomb passages, but more like children’s graffiti.

The content of the graffiti looks abstract, but the content depicted is not difficult to understand.

In individual places, the same random text engraving notes are also added.

“This mural seems to be narrating.” Dorn raised [Illumination Technique]’s left hand, and leaned closer to the mural with Vivian to take a closer look.

The story recorded by the graffiti murals is not difficult to understand. The two of them interpreted for a short time, and then successfully interpreted and connected the large rows of pattern stories on both sides of the passage——

“A long time ago, or maybe not too long ago.

The territory under the Qima Snow Mountain was led by an earl named Wen Feng.

The lord was moody and tyrannical.

He loves the punishment of skinning, and he takes pleasure in taking the skin of a living person and listening to the painful wailing of the tortured.

Life, a resident of the territory, dared not say anything under his brutal rule.

They only dared to call this cruel lord the Count Skinner in private…”

Looking at the first few scribbled murals, with some short text annotations, the content is probably the same.

“It’s similar to the story told by Ellen’s mother-in-law.” Vivian muttered to herself when she saw this.

She stretched out a hand to touch the mural in front of her. The content of the mural was–

A little man with a tall hat, standing in front of a cross frame with a knife, with a simple but oozing smile on his mouth.

On the torture frame was tied up another bare-chested villain, with scribbled but vivid strokes expressing the appearance of “blood dripping”.

Vivienne’s fingertips touched the painting on the wall, only passing back the rough, uneven, grainy touch.

“Um… weird.”

She quickly withdrew her hand.

Obviously it is a very simple painting, it is very normal to touch, but after a long time of perception, I always feel that this painting is conveying a strange feeling of uneasiness to people.

Vivienne posted a little closer to Dorne, and silently stretched out her hand to hold Dorne’s hem.

The two continue to watch the next content on the mural together-

“Earl Wen Feng lived so violently and happily through own youth and entered middle age.

During this period of time, the earl, who had white temples, suddenly lost interest in anything.

Even when he was young, the criminal law of skinning, which he loved most, now seems to be lacking in interest.

The earl was thinking about one thing, something that perhaps everyone had thought about.

[I have inexhaustible wealth, hordes of underlings, and the supreme full strength of the territory. I have had an extremely satisfying life in the first half of my life. But how can I extend my life longer? ]

The earl thought so.

The earl, who has been through most of his life, wants to live longer.

Or, to go one step further, he wants to pursue eternal life.

The middle-aged Earl Wen Feng found a life pursuit that was completely different from that of his youth.

But, is there really a way to eternal life in the world…”

Dorn frowned and watched the second part of the mural.

The amount of information in it seems to be huge.

First of all, the content in this mural really mentions things related to “eternal life”.

“In other words, the [secret of eternal life] left by the outsider who died in the hands of the heart of the earth elemental element was not groundless.”

“However, the Earl of Skinning has even built a cemetery, which means that he has not found a way to immortality in the end…”

Dorne touched his chin and thought.

In addition, there is one thing that makes him very concerned.

Who left these scribbled murals in the passage of the tomb?

This random and abstract portrayal does not have the slightest sense of seriousness. It does not look like the tomb owner’s predecessor engraved it in his life.

Moreover, look at the occasional short handwriting in the mural, using casual words.

In the vocabulary, one can even feel the attitude of the person who engraved these words toward Earl Wen Feng-contempt, ridicule, mockery, Yin & Yang weirdness.

“So yes, someone who doesn’t like Earl Wen Feng entered into this tomb passage and carved these graffiti-like paintings?”

Don guessed so.

But if this is the case, what exactly does this person picture?

What’s the point of doing this?