Gilgamesh Tomb Novels & Stories

This stone stele looked simple and unsophisticated, but it radiated a divine light. It had a strange power that was permeating from the inside, enveloping all of the Valiant Tomb Garden. Only those who had been in the Fake God City could recognize that this stone tablet had been carved from extremely hard rocks in the Fake God City. Even if it had been battered by wind and rain for tens of millions of years, it would never decay and could exist forever. And the characters engraved on it would never fade away. There were pine trees like waves. This cemetery, where countless heroes of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had been buried for generations, now had more than a thousand new graves.

Long Time Ago (Part 3) YOUNG GILDEON Old Haemos had left for an expedition to the east, taking a whole battalion with him. Gildeon saw his chance. He packed supplies—food, water, salve, and some materials to build a shelter. He didn’t know how long he’d be gone, so he had to be well-stocked. Gildeon slipped out through a tunnel most salamanders didn’t know about. The path led into the growing jungle, but something stopped him. Someone was following. He grabbed a stone and hurled it toward the thick bushes near the rock wall.

A warrior was carved on the lid of the eight decorated with sapphire jewels. “I guess these are the followers of Sekhmet,” Henry said. “These guys were buried in luxury,” Walter said with a whistle. “Even the walls are made of gold.” “This is impossible,” Jack said. “A place like this can’t exist. Where is the water coming from? There’s no way it could get in.”

After pondering, Handsome's father said, "If your elder's right, this ancient tomb may be an ancient burial complex, and his black plate is from a tomb on the edge. If he's in the Holy Land Realm, he shouldn't even be able to find the entrance." Having said that, Handsome's father sneered and added, "Your elder's right. If you describe the ancient tomb as a secret realm, it can indeed be said to be a treasure. Think about it. What realms could the powerhouses' in the ancient tomb be if even I can't enter the entrance? Not to mention how many precious treasures are buried in it, just the fact that it's the grave of the strong is enough to turn the inside of the tomb into a paradise! "

Otherwise, they might stay in this tomb forever and never leave again. After the message, the burst of energy disappeared as if it never appeared before. It was surprising to find so many treasures in this tomb. It seemed that he had to search carefully. “Nine-Colored Deer, there are many treasures in this tomb. You must look carefully and not miss anything, understand?” Hearing Philip's words, the deer did not answer him through telepathic voice transmission but simply bleated disdainfully as its response.

The air is thin, the cold biting. Selene’s glow flickers as we approach the tomb, her breath visible in the frosty air. “It’s here.” The tomb is sealed, its entrance covered in ancient runes. Ryland steps forward, his axe in hand. “Stand back.” He strikes the seal, the runes flaring to life. The ground shakes, the tomb’s entrance crumbling. Inside, the shard rests on a pedestal, its surface glowing with moonlight. Selene steps forward, her glow intensifying. “This is it.”

The cemetery held such a powerful mix of emotions—energy, sadness, and heaviness—that left me in awe. I moved the light over the area, revealing a towering tomb that dominated the back right corner. The moonlight cast eerie shadows, adding to the mystique. It was exactly where the star on the map had indicated. The name Gomez was carved into the highest point of the mausoleum in a font reminiscent of Old English. A small plaque on the side of the structure, covered in mineral buildup from years of weathering, displayed six names with middle initials.

When we were close enough, I signaled to Ralph, Leon, and Selene to go around the area to make sure nothing or nobody was hiding in wait. A few minutes later, we heard Leon’s whistle signal which made us know that the coast was clear. I, Gio, and Igor advanced to the entrance of the tomb. The tomb came into view. It was a large stone structure sitting on at least half a plot. One could tell from the cracks on the stones and the gray color of the stones that the tomb had existed for almost a century. Ralph, Leon, and Selene hopped out from the back of the tomb and signaled for us to come out from the bushes we were cramped in.

If he had known who I was, he would have been shocked to find out that I was one of the seven generals of King Iris. ~RIKAS~ The tomb of prince Rowland shattered my imaginations and defeated my expectations. I thought I’d find myself crawling into a smelly tunnel, after I saw the entrance from the outside, but It looked like a totally different world in the inside. It was like a small castle of rocks adorned with nature’s gifts. Shiny walls, strange paintings, and strange symbols everywhere. For a brief moment, I thought about Thalia’s letter, and another mystery gradually unravelled again. She mentioned the elephant’s ivory.

It had sarcophagi and effigies placed carefully throughout, and at the center sat an enormous tomb, dozens of feet high, and covered in gold. Their guide walked right up to it, as they followed. She stopped before it, and turned to them. Caitlin looked up at the magnificent tomb: it was large, imposing. It was itself a magnificent work of art, plated in gold, adorned with intricate carvings. She also felt an energy coming off of it, as if it held some importance.