Fang Heng slowly looked further away, focusing on the vampire world in front of him.
Originally, this area was intended to be left for Qiu Yaokang to conduct his unstable mutation experiments after it was cleared.
By then, if Qiu Yaokang doesn't carefully commit suicide and create some kind of monster that can destroy the world, it will only spread in the current world.
If there is an emergency right now, this world can be used to hoard the aura of the dead world first, and then try to create a large number of corpse pits.
Suddenly...!
Behind, a black skeletal figure once again emerged from the teleportation channel space gate.
Valon also followed Fang Heng into the vampire doomsday world through the teleportation channel, and quickly took a look at this weird world.
"Fang Heng, the atmosphere of this place is very fresh, and it is not suitable for the preservation of materials for the construction of a corpse pit. Most of the materials will rot and become unusable in ten hours at most."
Valon paused as he spoke, then looked at Fang Heng, "Moreover, the environment around this area is not suitable for building a bone pit, and the effect of the bone pit will be affected."
"Well, thank you for the reminder. I have arranged for your men to transport the supplies and stack them nearby. My people will handle the follow-up processing. You can get started."
"Okay, as you wish."
Valon responded, and the soul fire dancing in his eyes turned fiery red.
Behind, the transmission channel flashed again.
The skeletons took the construction materials through the world teleportation channel one by one and entered the Doomsday of the Blood Race. Afterwards, they were directly dumped around the entrance area of the channel and returned the same way.
Fang Heng nodded to the vampires behind him.
The vampires immediately began to take action, returning to their bat form, quickly classifying various supplies, and stacking them nearby.
Hill-high piles of materials quickly piled up on the vast plain, emitting a putrid smell.
After more than half an hour of transportation, as the last skeleton discarded the supplies on the ground, no more skeletons appeared at the entrance of the transmission channel.
Fang Heng couldn't help but look at Wallon and asked: "The quantity of supplies is so small? Have they all been transported?"
"Fang Heng, these construction materials are enough to build five corpse pits."
"It's only five seats, which is far from enough."
Wallon slowly turned his head to look at Fang Heng.
"Fang Heng, my master asked me to assist you in completing the corpse pit, but too much accumulation of material resources will cause waste."
Fang Heng looked Valon up and down.
Good guy, he is obviously an undead skeletal creature, but he actually has a pretty good IQ?
"Believe me, I won't waste it. Your master promised me that he will provide me with enough supplies."
"Yes, my master asked me to assist you in building a corpse pit. I will help you within the allowable scope. As long as you can show your strength, I will mobilize more supplies for you."
"All right."
Fang Heng shrugged and stopped arguing and challenging the skeleton's IQ. Seeing that the zombie clone was about to be resurrected, he slowly stepped forward and opened his hands forward.
Soon, something strange appeared in the muddy land ahead.
"Chi! Chi chi!!"
Dark blue palms poked out from the ground.
Valon saw the surging earth in front of him and the magic array emerging from the space, and the soul fire flashing in his eyes jumped rapidly.
Lickers continued to emerge from the space magic circle, and zombie clones crawled out of the ground one after another. The huge body of the fused tyrant crawled out of the mud, causing the earth to shake slightly.
The zombie clones staggered towards the hill-like pile of supplies, picked up shovels and building materials one after another, and started digging down in the nearest area.
Game prompt messages also appeared frequently on Fang Heng’s retina. Rank
[Tip: Your zombie clone picks up and equips a refined alloy shovel].
[Tip: Your zombie clone is building a corpse pit. The completion of the current corpse pit construction is increased by 0.08%, and fresh carrion*27 is consumed].
[Tip: Your zombie clone has been transported...].
The pile of materials as high as a hill quickly dwindled as more than a thousand clones worked together to carry it.
Fang Heng looked at Valon and asked, "How is it? Is it okay now?"
Valon was silent for a moment, and the blue in his pupils turned fiery red again, and he said solemnly: "I understand, I apologize for the previous doubts, and I will mobilize more supplies."
"Hey, thank you." Zhi
Fang Heng clenched his fist.
Looking at the more than a thousand ordinary zombie clones in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little excited.
As long as there are enough construction resources and a large number of his zombie clones.
There is still a full night left.
How big a miracle can it create?
Give it a try!
Fuck him! Rank
…
Corridor of Sinking.
Early the next morning.
Viona's team of more than ten people headed to the entrance of the Sunken Corridor under the guidance of the undead attendant.
The aura of death floating around made everyone in the Holy Court feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Saint, don't you need to open the sacred barrier?"
"No need, this is better. The stimulation of the undead aura will further awaken my sleeping source of power. I have already sensed signs of a breakthrough. After purifying some auras, I believe I will be able to enter the next stage of breakthrough soon."
Guardian knight Mohetar curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Oh, the people of the Undead Society are really tolerant. I thought they couldn't stand the stimulation yesterday and started to attack. I didn't expect them to be such cowards. Otherwise, they would have to purify a few evil spirits yesterday.
The Holy Lady can also break through in advance."
"Don't cause trouble. We took advantage of this opportunity when several presidents of the Undead Research Society were tired of dealing with the seal. We have this opportunity to get close contact with the breath of the dead. The advancement and awakening of inheritance does not happen overnight, so we should not rush it."
Viona reminded lightly.
Last night, the Viona team originally planned to pray all night long, trying to adjust the state to the best state.
Unexpectedly, all kinds of strange things happened frequently at night.
They were constantly disturbed almost the entire night, and they did not even complete their prayers. Let alone adjust their state, they did not even have a good rest.
At first, the accompanying paladins thought it was bad luck, but they came to their senses after a few times.
Someone is obviously causing trouble.
It just so happens that they are all some base and shameful methods.
For example, adding a little laxative to the food, cutting off the power in the room, and beating gongs and drums outside the door.
These tricks are definitely not the work of those presidents of the Society of the Undead.
After all, they want face.
Such dirty methods had no actual harm effect on them, but they still succeeded in arousing the unhappiness of the accompanying paladins, making them unable to sleep well all night and making them extremely irritable.
"I'm sorry, Saint, I just want to help you obtain the inherited power as soon as possible..." Zhi
"I understand that this incident is not entirely your fault. I also had selfish motives at the time and did not stop you in time. I am also at fault."
As they were talking, the two undead waiters who were leading the way slowed down.