Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Three months later, in Romania, at the ruins of a certain castle.

According to the locals, over a thousand years ago, this Brown Castle used to be the residence of the local lord.

Built with utmost luxury, with gold and jade paving the ground, and gemstones for decoration.

Unfortunately, through the changes and wars of history, there are no more lords.

And this ancient castle, due to years of neglect, has long collapsed beyond anyone’s knowledge.

The truly valuable things have long been ransacked by one group of explorers after another; even small pieces of wall bricks have been pried away by local residents to repair pigsties or other structures.

Now, all that remains are some broken walls and ruins, and some deeply buried foundations underground.

The history and inheritance of this world are too clear.

Under the premise of retaining a large pile of artifacts from tens of thousands of years ago, a noble castle from a millennium ago is not worth the local government’s effort to maintain.

If it’s gone, it’s gone, it doesn’t matter.

In such a neglected state, even today, there are occasionally some tomb robbers trying their luck.

Just like now.

A group of lucky fellows somehow opened a passage leading beneath the castle, successfully entering an underground chamber that tomb robbers have been unable to access for millennia.

Oh... here they should probably be called... adventurers!

Or Hollywood-style archaeologists.

A bunch of filthy scoundrels disguising grave robbery as archaeology, even inspiring some ignorant youths to believe in the outrageous notion that "archaeology is official tomb robbery."

It’s simply an insult and a trample on the word "archaeology"!

In the depths of the underground tunnel, in a space constructed similarly to a tomb chamber, the lighting is dim.

Even the best miner’s headlamps seem not so bright here.

All around are piled with glittering gold and silver treasures, dazzling gemstones, aged wines, and even some silks and satins that have decayed upon exposure to air.

At the very center, on a high platform, a massive black coffin is placed snugly there, just as it was hundreds of years ago.

The coffin is undecorated, with only a golden relief engraved on the lid, resembling a nun with hands clasped in prayer.

The leader of the tomb robbers cautiously ascended the steps, checking for any traps around the coffin.

Confirming it was safe, he ordered his men to scatter and grab as many expensive gold items as possible.

An ecstatic fellow holding a candle shouted, "Boss, we really got in! Really got in! The legendary treasure in the underground chamber is real! So many treasures! We’re gonna get rich!"

The leader of the tomb robbers glared at him and said irritably, "Shut your dog mouth, the biggest taboo in our trade is opening champagne halfway through the job, do you want to get us all killed?"

If this fellow weren’t his own brother, he sometimes wished to just cut down this blabbering and panicky guy with one slash!

The man holding the candle instantly froze, awkwardly smiling and said, "Boss, I didn’t mean it... Besides, you don’t really believe the legend told by those ignorant villagers, do you? Even a true Transcendent could not come back to life, there’s no lord of immortality or thousand-year curse..."

"Boss, I found a strange stone!"

Just then, a burly bald man suddenly pulled out a ping-pong ball-sized, green-glowing polyhedral object from a gold cup.

It seemed like jade but not quite the same.

The leader of the tomb robbers was delighted, quickly walked over, and grabbed the stone into his hand, examining it closely with a crazed grin.

"Boss, this is..."

"Spirit Stone, this is the legendary priceless Spirit Stone! Quick, search more! Search hard!"

Before the words were finished, all the tomb robbers instantly became ecstatic.

Their faces were filled with wild smiles, their hearts pounding loudly.

The intense throbbing felt like it would eject their hearts from their chests!

"Thump, thump..."

"Thump, thump..."

"Thump, thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

Amidst the elated atmosphere, the sound of heartbeats grew louder, the sense of vibration intensified.

While all the tomb robbers, like madmen, stuffed their bags with gold items, the leader suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait, his own heartbeat was this loud? This intense?

No, that’s not right!

This damn thing isn’t his heartbeat!

His face changed instantly, subconsciously turning to look at the black coffin.

When no one was paying attention, the golden "nun" relief on the coffin lid suddenly emitted a golden light tainted with a bloody hue.

The holiness was mingled with filthiness and blood, sending shivers down one’s spine.

In an instant, the entire tomb chamber experienced an extreme change in temperature.

Cold and warm currents generated intertwined, forcing all the frenzied tomb robbers to stop, blankly staring at the coffin displaying signs of movement.

"He... heartbeat..."

Cold sweat broke out on everyone’s forehead.

Someone swallowed.

The gurgling sound was that apparent in the pin-drop silent tomb chamber.

"The legend... the legend is real! The immortal lord has resurrected!"

The leader’s brother suddenly blurted out, carrying the sack filled with heaps of gold and sprinting out.

"Run! Run quickly! The thousand-year curse is coming to kill us!"

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