I Am Not a Tomb Raider 9: I Couldn't Help but Shiver
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I turned pale and sat down on the ground with a thud. 0
 
It was over, completely over. 0
 
In this airtight stone chamber, there was no way I could find an exit. 0
 
I looked around and noticed that the size and arrangement of this stone chamber were almost identical to those outside. 0
 
In other words, there was also an oil lamp in this stone chamber. 0
 
However, this oil lamp was extinguished. 0
 
I sighed and shook my head slightly. 0
 
Even if the oil lamp were lit, it wouldn't help; I still couldn't escape. 0
 
I calmed myself down and began to observe the entire stone chamber. 0
 
In truth, I knew I might not find an exit, but my strong desire to survive compelled me to try every possible means. 0
 
Soon, I discovered something different. 0
 
On the walls of this stone chamber, there seemed to be murals that were unlike those outside. 0
 
When I was outside earlier, I had noticed the murals, but due to the dim lighting at the time, I couldn't see them very clearly. 0
 
 
Now that there was an oil lamp, I could finally see clearly. 0
 
I cautiously stepped forward and took a closer look. 0
 
In the next moment, I was so frightened that I stumbled backward, only stopping when my back hit the wall of the tomb. 0
 
I stared wide-eyed at the mural in front of me. 0
 
It was a huge and menacing beast's head. 0
 
Its gaping maw seemed ready to swallow me whole at any second. 0
 
I gasped for breath, my heart racing as if it would leap out of my chest. 0
 
Once I calmed down, I realized that the mural was not alive; it was just a painting. 0
 
However, the artwork was so vivid and lifelike, combined with the dim light in the stone chamber, that it had startled me. 0
 
I patted my chest to soothe my pounding heart. 0
 
After regaining my composure, I looked at the mural once more. 0
 
This time, I finally saw its full appearance. 0
 
 
The mural is three meters high and two meters wide, almost covering the entire wall. 0
 
The beast's head is shaped like an inverted triangle, with a sharp nose, a long mouth, and sharp teeth, resembling a wolf. 0
 
However, those eyes are completely different from a wolf's. 0
 
Wolf eyes are gentle; even the fiercest wolves squint their eyes when they are being tender. 0
 
But these eyes are fierce and sharp, still bright and piercing despite the passage of time. 0
 
I don't know what technique was used, but it has managed to keep this mural in such perfect condition. 0
 
I walked around the tomb wall, completely captivated by the mural, even forgetting that I was in danger. 0
 
When I finally finished looking at the mural, the shock in my heart lingered for a long time. 0
 
What exactly is depicted in these murals? 0
 
Why were they painted here? 0
 
What connection do they have with the owner of the ancient tomb? 0
 
I gritted my teeth, suppressing the shock within me, and continued to look on. 0
 
 
The next scene is a depiction of an ancient battlefield. 0
 
Countless soldiers wield swords and knives, bravely facing death. 0
 
Their enemy is not another group of soldiers, but a monster. 0
 
The monster is enormous, nearly taking up half the wall. 0
 
It stands on a Sea of Corpses and Rivers of Blood, breathing fire and wielding lightning, exuding an overwhelming presence. 0
 
One by one, the soldiers are swallowed by its mouth or turned to ashes by its flames. 0
 
They charge forward without hesitation, generously sacrificing themselves; not a single one retreats or begs for mercy. 0
 
The battle rages on for a long time. 0
 
In the end, the monster is finally subdued by the combined efforts of many. 0
 
The last image on the mural shows the monster being sealed away. 0
 
As for the place of sealing, it is within this ancient tomb. 0
 
I couldn't help but shiver. 0
 
 
 
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