“Heidi… just tell us directly how to solve this trap!”


    Nico said impatiently, eager to enter the main tomb chamber.


    Bradley pped Nico on the head. “Always talking… If you don’t understand the design concept of the


    trap, how can you find a way to break it?”


    “Ouch…”


    Nico held his head and groaned. “Grandpa… can you not hit my head next time? I’m bing silly


    from all your hits!”


    Heidi nced at Nico and continued, “The 18 Rings of Doom consists of more than 3,000 Somerese


    characters. It could be a poem or a sentence. If we follow the sequence of that sentence, we won’t


    trigger the trap…”


    After saying this, Heidi stopped speaking.


    Everyone waited for her to continue, but seeing her pause, all eyes turned to her. Melody asked, “Is


    that all?”


    “That’s all!”


    Heidi seemed a bit frightened under everyone’s gaze.


    Nico wanted toin but was afraid of another p from his grandfather. He muttered to himself,


    “That’s almost as good as not saying anything. More than 3,000 Somerese characters can form


    countless poems… Who knows which one was used?”


    After washing his face with bottled water, Finn asked, “Heidi, do you think this trap was made by


    Yosemite or his disciple?”


    Before Heidi could answer, Bradley said, “The King of Medicine Leopole lived during thete Northern


    Sear Era… By that time, Yosemite had already passed away, and his disciple must have been very old.


    “Leopole lived for over seventy years… I think the chances of it being made by Yosemite’s disciple are


    slim.”


    Heidi took over, saying, “Yosemite’s disciple was Giovanni Walsberg, and Giovanni’s disciple was


    Leonardo…”


    She furrowed her eyebrows. “There are very few records about Yosemite’s sessors… I just heard


    my grandfather mention the name Leonardo…”


    Bradley squinted. “The King of Medicine Leopole had an elder half-brother named Leonardo!”


    Melody’s eyes lit up. “So, these 18 Rings of Doom were made by Leonardo?”


    Heidi nodded. “It’s most likely…”


    Bradley sighed. “We can’t make blind guesses… If we rely on luck, it’ll be hard to enter the main tomb


    chamber.”


    Suddenly, a loud explosion came from the opposite side.


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    A square cave was sted out of the dark rock wall.


    An elderly man, covered in dirt and blood, stood at the entrance. One of his eyes was bloodied, and he


    looked terrifying.


    “Mr. Anders…”


    Bradley’s eyes widened.


    Anders, upon seeing Bradley, shouted with joy, “Mr. Bradley… Save me…’


    An arrow pierced through his chest.


    Anders plummeted down from the height of the cliff.


    Nash kicked a grappling hook on the ground.


    His foot, filled with true energy, shot the hook like a bullet.


    At the cave entrance, four or five tomb raiders holding crossbows rushed out.


    They loaded their arrows and began shooting wildly.


    Just as Anders was about to hit the ground, the grappling hook wrapped around his waist.


    Nash shook the rope, lifting Anders up before falling heavily to the ground.


    Even though he still hit the ground, the force from the great height was mostly reduced.


    Arrows shot into the hard rock floor, leaving small marks.


    Xeno drew his Desert Eagle and fired toward the cave entrance.


    Three shots, none hit.


    Fortunately, the three tomb raiders retreated quickly upon realizing the danger.


    Finnughed. “Mr. Hun… what’s with your shooting?”


    Xeno blew the smoke off the gun muzzle. “I wasn’t trying to kill…”


    Derek chuckled. “Mr. Hun… we’re not making fun of you!”