When all the living creatures in the illusion die, the illusion will naturally shatter. The sound of breaking like glass just now is the sound made by the shattering of the illusion.
This illusion is relatively close to reality. The illusion is broken and the surrounding environment has not changed much, except that the three children have disappeared.
Zhang Fan killed these three children not because he had no mercy, but because these three children were illusory and had no real life, and leaving them behind would probably bring danger to those who come here in the future.
Therefore, there is no need for Zhang Fan to keep them.
After dealing with the matter in the illusion, Fang Yan, Zhang Fan, and Fang Haoming went down the well one after another. After going down the well, Zhang Fanxin took a look at the rusty spear inserted in the center of the well.
Through observation, they learned that this spear was just an ordinary spear, with nothing special about it. Afterwards, Zhang Fan and the others did not stay any longer, using their bright flashlights, they cautiously headed east.
Zhang Fan and the others walked for about a minute when they saw a dark figure wearing armor standing opposite them.
"That's him!" At this moment, Fang Yan shouted.
This armor was worn with a helmet. The whole helmet wrapped the mummy tightly, leaving only two eyes exposed. Those two eyes were blood red. There was a powerful evil spirit flowing between the opening and closing, and a powerful evil spirit was washed around the body.
The corpse aura is rippling, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"Roar……"
At this moment, the armor-clad general let out a low roar. The next moment, he rushed towards Zhang Fan and Fang Yan. Wherever his big feet stepped, everything on the ground was touched.
The bluestones paved will crack in an instant, which shows how powerful this force is.
But Zhang Fan and Fang Yan were no pushovers either. They activated the Qi in their bodies at the same time and started fighting with the man in armor.
"boom……"
"boom……"
"boom……"
There were muffled sounds in the corridor, and circles of invisible energy fluctuations spread instantly throughout the surge. The stones embedded in the stone walls of the corridor would all be shaken when exposed to these powerful energy fluctuations.
A fine crack appeared.
After thirty rounds of fighting, it was obvious that the armored mummy was in a weak position.
While the armor-clad mummy was engaged in a fierce battle with Fang Yan, Zhang Fan suddenly slapped a palm and hit the mummy directly in the back.
The mummy had no time to resist, so Zhang Fan's palm was directly printed on the mummy's back.
"boom……"
A dull sound suddenly erupted from the point of impact, and the mummy's body was thrown away by Zhang Fan's powerful palm, and then fell heavily onto the stone wall of the corridor.
Under this impact, the mummy's helmet also cracked and fell off from the mummy's head, revealing the mummy's ferocious head.
The entire skull of the mummy was in a shriveled state, with not even a single hair on the head. The skin on the entire skull had turned grey-brown, looking hard and without any vitality. The most vital thing was his pair of eyes.
Eyes, those eyes are full of melancholy red light, they look strange
Often penetrating.
Mummy corpses don't feel any pain, so after he hit the wall and fell to the ground, he quickly stood up and continued to stare at Zhang Fan and Fang Yan with an angry expression, and then,
Launched another attack on Zhang Fan and Fang Yan.
The corpse energy in the dried corpse is also limited. The battle just now consumed most of the corpse energy in the dried corpse. Therefore, his attack power at this time is far less powerful than before.
After Zhang Fan and Fang Yan fought with the mummy again for more than ten rounds, the mummy's body flew out again and fell hard against the wall, but he still stood up happily. However, his attack
The force becomes weaker.
Next, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan fought for half an hour. The mummy was blown backwards again and again. The attack power of the mummy became weaker and weaker. Moreover, in the last few times, the mummy flew upside down every time.
Each limb would be separated from the body, and finally, Zhang Fan punched the mummy on the head.
There was no white brain matter bursting out, only a cloud of gray dust bursting out from the skull of the mummy. The dust had no peculiar smell, only a hint of dryness.
After Zhang Fan blew open the head of the mummy, the huge body of the mummy fell to the ground.
"Finally solved." Fang Yan looked at the corpse lying on the ground, exhaled heavily, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
Then, Fang Yan looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Mr. Zhang, let's go inside."
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan and said: "Don't worry yet. When we fought with this mummy, we both hit him no less than ten times, but the armor on his body was not damaged at all. This armor is definitely not an ordinary thing."
, it should be a treasure, why shouldn’t we take it?”
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Yan took a look at the armor on the mummy and said, "It's true, Mr. Zhang, if you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have noticed it."
With that said, Fang Yan knelt down and began to remove the armor from the corpse. Later, Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming also squatted down and began to remove the armor from the corpse.
In about three or four minutes, the three of them took off the armor from the mummy. The color of the skin on the mummy was exactly the same as the color of his head. They were both grey-brown, without any moisture, like dead wood.
General status.
Fang Yan carefully looked at the armor ripped off the mummy, and murmured to himself: "This thing is so strong, what is it made of?"
This set of armor is just ordinary chain mail. As he said this, Fang Yan picked up the set of armor vigorously.
"Buzz...buzz..."
The armor only made two soft sounds, and its appearance did not change at all.
Zhang Fan was also a little curious about the material of this armor.
Just when Zhang Fan looked at the armor carefully, he saw a piece of iron falling from the back of the chain armor. After landing on the ground, it made a clear and sweet sound of gold and iron clashing.
Upon hearing the sound, Fang Haoming immediately pointed his flashlight in the direction of the sound source. Zhang Fan and Fang Yan both immediately focused their attention on that location.
It was a black piece of iron about the size of half a palm, the same color as the chainmail, and about half a centimeter thick.
Zhang Fan knelt down, picked up the iron piece, and then looked at it carefully.