My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426 

“Heidi… just tell us directly how to solve this trap!” 

Nico said impatiently, eager to enter the main tomb chamber. 

Bradley slapped Nico on the head. “Always talking… If you don’t understand the design concept of the trap, how can you find a way to break it?” 

“Ouch…” 

Nico held his head and groaned. “Grandpa… can you not hit my head next time? I’m becoming silly from all your hits!” 

Heidi glanced at Nico and continued, “The 18 Rings of Doom consists of more than 3,000 Somerese characters. It could be a poem or a sentence. If we follow the sequence of that sentence, we won’t trigger the trap…” 

After saying this, Heidi stopped speaking. 

Everyone waited for her to continue, but seeing her pause, all eyes turned to her. Melody asked, “Is that all?” 

“That’s all!” 

Heidi seemed a bit frightened under everyone’s gaze. 

Nico wanted to complain but was afraid of another slap from his grandfather. He muttered to himself, “That’s almost as good as not saying anything. More than 3,000 Somerese characters can form countless poems… Who knows which one was used?” 

After washing his face with bottled water, Finn asked, “Heidi, do you think this trap was made by Yosemite or his disciple?” 

Before Heidi could answer, Bradley said, “The King of Medicine Leopole lived during the late Northern Sear Era… By that time, Yosemite had already passed away, and his disciple must have been very old. 

“Leopole lived for over seventy years… I think the chances of it being made by Yosemite’s disciple are slim.” 

Heidi took over, saying, “Yosemite’s disciple was Giovanni Walsberg, and Giovanni’s disciple was Leonardo…” 

She furrowed her eyebrows. “There are very few records about Yosemite’s successors… I just heard my grandfather mention the name Leonardo…” 

Bradley squinted. “The King of Medicine Leopole had an elder half-brother named Leonardo!” 

Melody’s eyes lit up. “So, these 18 Rings of Doom were made by Leonardo?” 

Heidi nodded. “It’s most likely…” 

Bradley sighed. “We can’t make blind guesses… If we rely on luck, it’ll be hard to enter the main tomb chamber.” 

Suddenly, a loud explosion came from the opposite side. 

A square cave was blasted out of the dark rock wall. 

An elderly man, covered in dirt and blood, stood at the entrance. One of his eyes was bloodied, and he looked terrifying. 

“Mr. Anders…” 

Bradley’s eyes widened. 

Anders, upon seeing Bradley, shouted with joy, “Mr. Bradley… Save me…’ 

An arrow pierced through his chest. 

Anders plummeted down from the height of the cliff. 

Nash kicked a grappling hook on the ground. 

His foot, filled with true energy, shot the hook like a bullet. 

At the cave entrance, four or five tomb raiders holding crossbows rushed out. 

They loaded their arrows and began shooting wildly.