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