NABC Chapter 324 Encountering the Rotting Corpses and Skeletons Who Were Buried with Him!
Chapter 324 Encountering the Rotting Corpses and Skeletons Who Were Buried with Him!
Chapter 324 Encountering the Rotting Corpses and Skeletons Who Were Buried with Him!
Jiang Han glanced at the gray garlic that had been thrown back and said calmly, "I have a magical artifact that can shield me from the presence of living people, with a range of about fifty meters, so neither Liu Ru nor I need to eat this gray garlic."
"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier if it was such a large area?" Mo Fan said, somewhat annoyed.
"Who told you not to ask me beforehand?" Jiang Han said, shrugging.
Jiang Han's words only made Mo Fan angrier, as he seriously suspected that Jiang Han had deliberately set him up.
Suddenly, Jiang Han seemed to notice something and looked at the ground beneath Mo Fan's feet. Sensing Jiang Han's unusual behavior, Mo Fan followed Jiang Han's gaze to look at the ground beneath his feet, but he saw nothing, which puzzled him.
"Jiang Han, what did you discover?" Mo Fan asked.
"Shh~" Jiang Han put his index finger to his lips to make a shushing gesture, then waved his hand to signal him to take two steps back.
Because Jiang Han's mental strength was stronger than Mo Fan's, he was able to detect the underground disturbances in advance. Just now, he felt a slight fluctuation under Mo Fan's feet, which is why he told Mo Fan to leave his original position in silence.
Although Mo Fan didn't quite understand why Jiang Han wanted him to do this, he still took two steps back as Jiang Han instructed and stood there silently.
Time passed second by second, and just as Mo Fan was getting a little impatient, the short man leading the way suddenly seemed to realize something and told everyone to quickly eat the garlic cloves in their hands and at the same time to be quiet and watch their step.
After everyone quieted down, someone quickly noticed that the soil mixed with fine white sand underfoot was showing signs of loosening.
Meanwhile, the serious expression on the short man's face foreshadowed what was about to happen!
Without hesitation, the woman in black stockings and her two attendants ate the gray garlic in their hands. Jiang Han also channeled his magical energy into the milky-white bracelet on his right wrist. As the magical energy flowed into the milky-white bracelet, the gray patterns on it gradually lit up.
Immediately afterwards, gray mist emerged from the pattern. Under Jiang Han's control, the gray mist enveloped an area of five meters around Jiang Han, and then the living aura on Jiang Han, Liu Ru, and Mo Fan disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the gray mist dissipated, but the living aura emanating from Jiang Han and the others did not reappear.
"Ugh!! Ugh!!!"
Just then, a sound like something filthy was stuck in the throat came from the ground. Mo Fan then saw a rotting head suddenly emerge from where he had been standing. The head had a drooping chin and two drooping eyeballs on its face.
The appearance was terrifying, and Mo Fan couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the head that suddenly popped up.
"Holy crap, there really is something underground. You think you can ambush your grandpa Mo Fan with your trashy appearance?"
As he spoke, Mo Fan charged at the head of the undead that had just crawled out and violently lashed it out. Immediately afterward, a cracking sound came from the undead's head and neck. Then, the rotting head drew an arc in mid-air and slammed hard into a bare rock, turning into pieces of flesh that splattered everywhere.
"Ugh!! Ugh!!!"
As soon as Mo Fan dealt with the undead that crawled out, countless more undead emerged from the cracked earth, their roars echoing throughout the area around the group.
That's not all. The most noteworthy feature is the tomb that's exposed not far away. Judging from the degree of decay of the stone bricks outside the tomb, this tomb is quite old, and even the tomb door has collapsed.
Looking through the collapsed tomb door into the burial chamber, one could see more than twenty half-corpses and half-skeletons lying haphazardly inside. After hearing the roars outside the burial chamber, they crawled out with bloodshot eyes.
The skeletons on these decaying corpses are all black, and combined with the tools scattered on the ground, it seems that these decaying corpses in the tomb were buried with the tomb's owner.
Rotting corpses and skeletons kept crawling out of the tomb. Mo Fan's arm instantly ignited with rose-red flames, preparing to send the rotting corpses and skeletons in the tomb to their doom with a punch. However, he was stopped by Jiang Han just as he was about to make his move.
"Take a look around before you act," Jiang Han said, pointing to the seven or eight exposed tombs nearby.
Although the illusion of life can conceal their presence, they can't be too reckless, or they'll easily run into trouble.
Eliminating the undead in the surrounding tombs is easy, but that will attract the attention of other undead. If they are surrounded by a large number of undead creatures, the dwarf and his companions will most likely be killed.
"Gulp!" Mo Fan glanced at the tombs and couldn't help but swallow.
The undead creatures in this area are more than he can handle; if he were to be surrounded, he could easily be worn down to death.
"Let's leave here quickly. This must be the tomb of a Qing Dynasty official. The number of people and craftsmen buried here is comparable to the burial ceremonies of ancient kings and nobles."
"Ordinary skeletons are fine, but if a fight breaks out, it could easily alert the tomb's owner. If the tomb's owner was a powerful mage in life, they will surely transform into an undead general after death. If a fight really breaks out..." The short man said, looking at the horde of rotting skeletons that had surrounded them.
Seeing that no one had any objections, the short man immediately led everyone through the hordes of undead creatures and headed towards Yangyang Village.
"Is it always like this here?" the woman in black stockings asked.
This woman in black stockings rarely spoke, and her voice was as melodious and pleasant as ever. The short man was taken aback by her question.
He was immediately flattered and coughed lightly before solemnly saying, "This place wasn't like this before. Ever since the Sand River Riot, the deathly aura here has become inexplicably strong. People in the industry say that the era of the undead is coming."
"Of course, this situation would also occur if the supreme ruler of this undead empire were to change hands."
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