Celestial Bloodline

The elves, including Yue, all followed the spirit, but Wesley's eyebrow twitched when the silver-haired human stepped back and positioned himself beside him. Just like him, Kyle also started observing everyone from behind like a guardian.

The old man managed to control his impulse to scold the human because Kyle wasn't under his authority like the others. Instead, he patiently attempted to converse with the silver-haired human.

"What do you think you are doing? The others will face powerful monsters and easily find treasures thanks to the spirit that will boost their strength. If you hang back and don't join in, no one will share the treasures with you. So, join the group and walk with them."

Kyle turned to the left side to gaze at the old elven man walking next to him. Well, it's not like he could say that if he joined the others, they wouldn't come across any monsters or enemies due to his luck stat.

It was something he had grown accustomed to over the years. After all, his luck in these types of situations was quite good, even though it sometimes turned out to be useless.

Not to mention, he could effortlessly defeat all the monsters present in the tomb alone since he had already sensed they weren't powerful, which wouldn't help the group gain experience. Therefore, he chose to respond nonchalantly.

"It's all good. I will join them when they are fighting for something I require."

His feet began to levitate as he settled comfortably in the air with a yawn. Wesley could hardly believe his ears; he repeatedly restrained his hand from slapping the brat who casually mentioned he would join the group only when they found something he needed. How could someone be so exasperating and... lazy?

Unbeknownst to him, Kyle wasn't slacking off; he had long abandoned laziness. He was actively utilizing his senses and scent perception skill to maintain a keen watch over his surroundings, particularly the four groups of people he had sensed earlier inside the tomb... even though the smell of death and decay was quite overwhelming.

Nox stayed on Kyle's shoulder for a while, then jumped down to follow behind Yue and the rest of the elven group as they moved through the shattered structures, following the spirit. Finally, they encountered their first opponents — a flock of divine-rank ravens with sharp, hooked beaks and dark fire dancing along their black feathers.

The ravens were feasting on a huge dead creature that seemed to have passed away quite some time ago, but they perked up immediately when they sensed the elves. Kyle observed from a distance, knowing that everyone, including Yue, had enough experience and skills to handle the opponents effortlessly.

Just like that, he didn't even need to intervene, and they swiftly began defeating the ravens. He complimented Yue inwardly as she shot an arrow at a raven and simultaneously cast spells that hit another raven behind her. Her combat style was impressive, combining the use of a bow and spells simultaneously.

"So she's a mage but has also learned to use a weapon."

"Not two weapons."

Kyle quickly adjusted his words when he saw Yue taking out a small knife from her mind space and throwing it towards another raven behind her.

Beside him, Wesley proudly told him to watch how the young people under him are so talented and powerful. Unlike someone who didn't even dare to join them and fight. Kyle's eyebrow twitched as the old man kept emphasizing that 'someone', clearly hinting that he was that spineless individual.

In the middle of the elves fighting the ravens, Sebastian secretly started laughing in delight when he spotted Kyle standing with Wesley and doing nothing.

Initially, he had believed the human might pose a threat, but now it appeared all his concerns were unwarranted.

With this newfound realization, Sebastian made up his mind to challenge Kyle to a duel as soon as they exited the tomb. His eyes shone with burning determination, and he became aggressive in his attacks as he swung his blade at the nearest raven.

'I will also show Yue in this tomb that I'm way more powerful than the weak human... even though she can beat me, Kyle can't!'

The group swiftly defeated the ravens and after taking a brief rest they resumed their journey. Suddenly, the mystical spirit they were following halted in front of a large, ancient circular structure.

The elves glanced at each other before a few of them headed towards the only narrow entrance into the structure. Once they all went inside, Kyle grabbed the spirit, and he and Wesley followed.

He didn't sense any treasure within the structure, but he remained silent, curious if the spirit could truly lead them to treasures. Additionally, for some reason, he felt that the scent of death was stronger inside the structure than outside.

Upon entering the structure, they found themselves in a large room with a sandy floor and a dark ceiling. At the far end of the room, a floating golden storage ring caught Kyle's eye. Seeing the ring, Kyle realized why he couldn't detect any treasures inside the structure — they were inside the ring.

He noticed from the corner of his eye when Wesley quietly began to float and moved away from the sandy floor with a grin.

The old elven man returned to the spot everyone had entered the room from and started observing the people who advanced towards the floating ring. Kyle followed suit and floated next to Wesley, who wrinkled his nose in annoyance.

Kyle ignored the old man; he was curious about what would happen next. But unlike others who tensed due to the silent atmosphere, his curiosity was dampened when he saw the events unfold. The sandy ground began to sink, and suddenly, numerous bodies emerged from the sand. Kyle pinched his nose as he pinpointed the source of the decaying smell.

It emanated from the bodies of undead creatures crawling out from the sand. Their bodies were devoid of flesh, revealing their skeletal forms beneath the thin, dark tattered fabric around them. Also, by looking at their skeletons, he could tell that these bodies belonged to people from different races.

Those eerie figures rose from the sand and fixed their hollow eyes on the elves who were approaching the ring.

Kyle let out a sigh. Nevertheless, he understood why the tombs were filled with the scent of death and decay. It seems they were really teeming with undead creatures. However, he wondered why the divine and spiritual energies were so high in the tombs, considering they were essentially housing dead bodies.