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C1652 Wealthy Marriage 1579

His throat was dry and he wanted to speak, but when he saw the young master's indifferent and solemn expression, his agitated heart suddenly quieted down.

"Twelve knights." Ye Nianmo finally opened his mouth.

"Are you saying that these twelve people are Knights of the Round Table?" Ding Yiyi was enlightened.

The twelve knights, also known as the Knights of the Round Table, are said to guard the Holy Grail, the holy relic of Christianity, which contains the secret of Jesus' voice.

Twelve of them, with the Holy Grail placed in the middle of the round table at every meeting, heralded the decision to do anything under the supervision of Jesus.

Ding Yiyi counted again. "Yes, there are indeed twelve Knights, but what does that mean?"

Everyone was at a loss. They could only try their best not to look at the dense and disgusting scorpions on the ground. Instead, they tried to figure out why the twelve Knights were here.

"Why did you say those words?" Ye Nianmo suddenly asked. He still cared a lot about it. Even in this kind of environment, those words still echoed in his mind.

Ding Yiyi remained silent, but it was clear that he was not going to overturn the matter. She moved closer. "Don't tell me who you're talking to, just by phone."

She looked into his tired eyes, unable to tell a lie. "It's not... but."

"It's done." Ye Nianmo had a gentle look in his eyes, "I just need to know that. What's left isn't important."

The rest is the key, Ding Yiyi thought silently. Suddenly, the key word entered his mind.

Everything has a central point, just as the compromise of the Chinese government in the Paris Peace Conference was a key to the eventual uprising of the people. So what was the key to this first stage?

It was these twelve Knights. After all, these twelve Knights had terrifying scorpions under their feet, so what was the core of these twelve Knights?

"Holy Grail!" She suddenly shouted, "Why are you carving these twelve knights? This proves that the core of the event is these knights, and the goal of the twelve knights is to protect the Holy Grail. Then, if you find the Holy Grail, you might be able to find a way out."

"But at least we don't see anything like the Holy Grail in our line of sight, and I'm afraid we'll be eaten clean as soon as we leave this table." Ye Bo frowned, while the burly man behind him was even more confused.

Ding Yiyi wanted to get close to the edge of the table to see if there was something hidden under the table. However, her waist was immediately pulled back. Ye Nianmo had a serious expression on his face. "Be good."

Seeing that there seemed to be flames in her eyes that could search for the truth, he sighed, "Just now, I was stung by something. Now that I'm a little dizzy, can you help support my mother?"

Ding Yiyi's heart jumped when she heard this. She quickly retreated to his side, supporting one of his arms with her hands.

"Young Master Ye, don't worry!" The muscular man revealed an expression of concern.

Ye Bo, who was at the side, looked at the two people snuggling together and started thinking about how to get out.

No matter what, I have to send the young master and his wife out. As for me, I don't care if I die here, but how can I let them out safely.

"Eyes." When Ye Nianmo opened his mouth again, it had already been more than ten minutes, or maybe even longer.

Everyone looked towards the eyes of the twelve knights. Many of the statues had faded in color, leaving behind white marks. Other than that, there wasn't much else special about them.

Ding Yiyi wanted to look, but when she heard Ye Nianmo grunt, she immediately remembered that she had to protect him, so she didn't have the desire to look.

Ye Bo was a statue, and he took out his cell phone that he carried around with him. He didn't have a phone signal, but at least he could take a picture.

He photographed all twelve knights' eyes, then looked at them one by one. When his fingers quickly streaked across the picture, the twelve knights' eyes also flashed rapidly.

"These eyes are all looking in a different direction." Ye Bo said.

Ye Nianmo looked at the black hole on the ground. Suddenly, he took out his pistol and shot it towards a statue. The bullet hit the stone and made a "bam" sound.

"Young Master Ye, guns are useless against these scorpions." The man said carefully.

Just as the words left his mouth, the statue that was originally motionless moved, and the rumbling sound came out again. The sound of the scorpion crawling over the statue was extremely horrifying.

"It moved again." Ding Yiyi said softly as she put an arm around Ye Nianmo's shoulder. She turned her head and saw Ye Nianmo's profile. He was focused on the movements of the sculpture. However, Ding Yiyi knew that he was also paying attention to her.

The statue moved to the side, next to another statue. His arm directly struck the arm of the sculpture beside him. His body leaned slightly to the side, and the direction of his eyes changed from the front to the side.

Ding Yiyi suddenly understood why so many people were unable to escape. Even if they discovered that the core of the Twelve Paladins was to find the Holy Grail, they still did not have the courage to release those scorpions.

In this world, there weren't many people who knew better than to put their lives on the line.

She felt the hand holding her shoulder tighten. Ye Nianmo sounded a little nervous, "Beat all the statues."

The muscular man swallowed his saliva. Those scorpions were so close that the naked eye could easily see them. If he let out all the scorpions, he really wouldn't be able to run away no matter how hard he tried.

He pulled his pistol from the small of his back and put his index finger on the trigger.

Ye Nianmo pushed Ding Yiyi behind him and made her hide behind the three of them. Then he said in a deep voice, "Five of them have been activated. There are still seven left. Two for each person. Launch at the same time."

"I'll take the other one." Ding Yiyi said while he was rejecting her.

Ye Nianmo hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded silently. He took out a pistol with less recoil, loaded it, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't plan to shoot, then never place your finger on the trigger. Once you do that, it means your mind has made the final judgment.

Ding Yiyi took it and nodded as she felt the heaviness in her hands.

She took a deep breath and put her right index finger under the trigger, but her hand was still shaking.

"Open." When she heard this, she pulled the trigger and the bullet flew toward the nearest statue. The recoil of the gun caused her to fall backwards.

An arm held her back firmly. She turned around and saw Ye Nianmo holding a gun with one hand. The gun was smoking.

As the gunshots rang out, the rest of the knights slowly shifted their positions.

The floor was shaking, and it was unknown how many scorpions there were. It was also unknown whether the scorpions would eat them all.

Ding Yiyi silently watched as the statue moved to the other side. Her head was smacked by the statue and moved to the opposite side of the room.

Tens of thousands of scorpions were piled close to the edge of the table. Everyone held their breath, silently looking at the statue that was moving at the same time.

One statue held another, and of the twelve, the eyes of eleven were directed at one of the statues.

It was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He had a Mediterranean style and was holding something up with his hands.

Screams suddenly rang out. At some point, the muscular man's shirt had hung down, tens of thousands of scorpions crawling along his shirt all the way to his body.

His thighs were swelling rapidly, like watered sea cucumbers, and the painful growls of the trade from his soul penetrated everyone's eardrums.

Ye Bo swept his leg, and the muscular man fell into the brown scorpion like a fallen leaf. His sturdy body was covered by dense scorpions, and not long after, his painful cries were drowned out by the sound of the scorpion crawling.

Ding Yiyi closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to look. Her hand was grabbed by someone, and then her fingers were interlocked. Ye Nianmo whispered in her ear, "He won't live."

She opened her eyes and nodded silently. She then silently looked at the statue with both hands.

At this moment, Ye Bo let go of her hand, and rushed towards the statue with both hands before the crowd could react. He swept his leg towards the statue's head.

The statue's head was much more fragile than he had imagined. After being hit by the gravitational force, it first swayed a few times before falling straight to the ground, once again being covered by the scorpions.

He lost his balance, staggered a bit, and was about to fall down, but he had already fully thought of the consequences when he did these things, so he didn't resist. He closed his eyes and waited for the scorpion to climb onto his body, then used the poisonous needle on his butt to pierce his body.

A hand held his collar accurately, pulling him up from the edge of the ground. The collar was stretched out, the air was cut off temporarily, and when he came back to his senses, he was already lying flat on the round table.

"Is Ye Bo alright?" Ding Yiyi quickly crawled over to check on his injuries.0

He coughed violently. He didn't dare to look at the young master, but he could feel his ice-cold gaze.

Inside was a golden Holy Grail, the size of a palm. It was made of gold, and even after a few centuries, it still shone brightly.

Ye Nianmo took down the Holy Grail, placed it in the sculpture's raised hand, and stepped back.

After only a few minutes, the ground began to tremble. The scorpions began to scatter and the twelve statues began to move slowly at the same time.

They moved toward where they had been standing, and the scorpions crawled into the black pit, forming a dozen brown currents.

By the time the last statue was back to its original position, the floor was clean and only a corpse with a swollen face was left.

Ye Bo was the first to jump onto the ground. Even until now, he did not dare to look at the young master with that cold gaze of his.

Ye Nianmo jumped down and asked Ding Yiyi to stay on the round table. He walked up to the sculpture to make sure that the scorpions wouldn't come up to the ground again.

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