In the face of his idol, Brother Taolu and I Oba naturally know everything and say everything.

It turned out that from the very beginning, her mission was different from that of Pang Xiaodou and others, and the token she got was a huge scythe, which had nothing to do with the Sand King, but it was an artifact that the god of death, Naraku, was sealed.

Her mission is to kill all the others, and finally get and use the "Sand King's Crown" to open the door to the altar of Naraku, the god of death, and sacrifice the giant scythe to the god of death, Naraku, so as to get the final reward according to the completion of the mission.

Hearing only one "Lord Naraku", Pang Xiaodou couldn't determine his identity, but when he heard "Naraku, the god of death", Pang Xiaodou instantly understood the leader of this task.

"Isn't this the weak god I was given a part-time trickery assassin in the first place?"

Pang Xiaodou's heart moved.

"As for the so-called Sand King, he was just a follower of Lord Naraku, but after this lackey used Lord Naraku's power to gain power and status, he actually built such a mausoleum on top of the relics of Lord Naraku's gods that no outsiders could enter, trying to take the power of Lord Naraku for himself, so Lord Naraku took his name."

Brother Taolu, I Oba, have obviously learned about the tomb of the Sand King and the history of the Sand King from the mission or other means, and I have told it all by myself.

"I see."

Pang Xiaodou groaned.

It was only at this time that he finally understood the real reason for the sudden rise of the Sand King in history, that the [Book of Filthy Darkness] was just a prop, and the real initiator was this god.

And in a sense, as a trickster assassin, he is actually a believer in Naraku, the god of death.

"Idol, you come with me."

Brother Taolu, I Oba saw that Pang Xiaodou seemed to have understood what she meant, and at the same time knew that since Pang Xiaodou was standing in front of her, her task was destined to be unable to be completed smoothly, so now she seemed much calmer, turned around and led Pang Xiaodou to walk inside the gray and black building.

Pang Xiaodou was not in a hurry to do anything to him, and followed him into it.

The building wasn't huge, and within a few steps, the two of them came to a huge seat in the center of the building.

The entire seat is made of unknown metal, covered in spikes, sharp horns, and twisted metal lines, giving people an inexplicable sense of blood and oppression at first glance.

"It's called the Iron Throne, and it took 59 days to build it after the Sand King melted away many of the enemies he killed, and it took 59 days to melt away the weapons used by the leaders of the defeated army, and it is a symbol of power and majesty."

Brother Taolu I Oba smiled and said, this time it appeared, this slightly chubby young girl has long lost her previous youth, obviously those youths can be disguised, "Originally, the Sand King planned to use it as his coffin for the final death, but unfortunately later in the war, Lord Naraku caused him to die suddenly, and the enemy divided his body in the chaos, and finally this Iron Throne and this mausoleum that had been prepared for a long time could only be shelved." ”

"The tombs of the Sand Kings that we entered before and finally got the clue items are only partially buried, and they were built improvised in a hurry, so this is the fate of betraying Lord Naraku."

"It's a pity that this mausoleum ended up being a cage for Naraku-sama, so he couldn't regain his strength."

As he spoke, Brother Taolu and I Oba had already walked in front of the Iron Throne, pointed to a groove at the top of the back of the chair and said to Pang Xiaodou, "Lord Naraku's altar is below here, and the Sand King's crown is the only key. ”

"Huh."

Since he knew that this was actually the territory of Naraku, the god of death, Pang Xiaodou had not had the slightest worry, as for the routine brother I Oba, she was only level 16, and it was absolutely impossible for her to kill herself.

With a smile on his face, he stepped forward and placed the "Sand King's Crown" into the groove.

"Cluck-and-......"

The springs come into operation.

A moment later, the Iron Throne split in two in the middle, revealing a staircase straight down from the ground, and it was pitch black inside.

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a few flames burning, the inside of the dungeon became brilliant again.

"Looks like Naraku-sama already knows we're coming."

Brother Taolu and I Oba grinned and took the lead in the dungeon.

Pang Xiaodou followed.

Descending the stairs, he found that it was just a small circular space, and slightly near the middle were four large braziers, which had no fuel in them, but bright flames were rising.

And in the middle of the four braziers was an altar that was indistinguishable from the one he had previously found in the mysterious crypt beneath the scorching desert.

However, the statues in this altar are brightly colored.

He wore a large black cloak, his face was as dry and horrible as a skeleton, his skin was a decaying rust red, his eyes, teeth, and nails were a poisonous blue, and his head was crowned with a rich, dark green hair......

It was at this time.

"Young man, take your eyes off the green hair of the deity!!"

A dull explosion suddenly exploded in the dungeon, making the air pressure in the entire dungeon much greater than before, and Pang Xiaodou felt a tightness in his chest, just like when he first saw Naraku, the god of death, in the scorching desert.

But for some reason, Pang Xiaodou wanted to laugh a little...... It's better not to color.

"Naraku-sama, I didn't look at ......"

Brother Taolu and I Oba sat directly on the ground with a weak leg, just like Pang Xiaodou did at the beginning.

"Shut up!"

A dull voice stopped her, and she said, "Yes, since you can come here, and the only person who has inventory is also my believer, I will count you as having completed your task, and you are indeed qualified to become my believer, why don't you quickly present my artifact!?" ”

"Idol, you are ...... too"

Brother Taolu and I Oba were stunned for a moment, this girl was very thoughtful, and immediately heard the meaning of the words of the god of death, and then unconsciously looked at Pang Xiaodou beside her.

"Huh."

Pang Xiaodou nodded, and he also understood in his heart that it seemed that this girl's task reward should be a part-time trickster assassin.

"I see, it turns out that the idol is still my senior brother, is this fate?"

Brother Taolu and I Oba were happy at the time, and quickly stood up, took out a huge scythe from his backpack, and was just about to walk over to the statue of Naraku, the god of death.

"Wait a minute!"

Pang Xiaodou suddenly blocked her, hehe looked at the statue with a dry smile, and asked, "Lord Naluo, I should also have a reward, right?" ”