The entrance to this cave was extremely narrow, barely able to accommodate one person. This time, Huang Zhenmin was at the front. We slowly climbed down. After climbing for half a minute, we finally reached the third floor of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.
The place we came out of was in the middle of the roof of a house. I don’t know who designed it to set this entrance on the roof. As soon as we came out of the hole, we fell down. Fortunately, it was only five meters high, which was not too high. I
After it fell, my buttocks were painful. I stood up and rubbed my buttocks while looking around.
This room is a square, only about a hundred square meters, with spider webs everywhere. Four large blood-red coffins stand on the four sides of the square. There are many spells painted on the coffin lids, but the color is very light.
"This is the third floor? There are no other exits around here. Is this third floor so small?" Wu Zhicong looked at the coffins and asked Huang Zhenmin.
"According to my years of experience in the industry, maybe the exit is inside this coffin. The first layer is full of zombies, and the second layer is three-headed monsters. I really don't know what is locked in these four coffins." Huang Zhenmin looked worried.
Looking at these four coffins, I don't blame him for his expression. Although he is very good at robbing graves, he is far inferior to us when dealing with ghosts and gods. He even has no effect on ghosts and gods. It is impossible for him not to worry.
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Mr. Hu San looked at the four coffins, frowned slightly and said, "Don't worry too much. With us here, ordinary monsters can't hurt you."
I have also roughly observed our combat effectiveness. The strongest one now is Meng Lao, because his strength is not suppressed, followed by Wu Zhicong, then me, and then Mr. Hu San, who is now only
There are two levels of strength left. Two levels. This is a general meaning. No one knows the specific number. But I think that if it is two levels, it should not be able to beat me. After all, I still have the Nine-Star Talisman and Luo Banner in my bag.
symbol.
"Creak."
Suddenly the coffins around us rang, and then the lids of the standing coffins fell down with a bang. There was already a lot of dust and cobwebs in the room, but now our field of vision dropped a lot, and the air was filled with dust.
It was also full of dust. I covered my nose and frowned, cursing: "What's in there?"
I vaguely looked at the coffin opposite me through the dust. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be a mummy. Damn, yes, it was really a mummy. At this time, four mummies were standing in the coffin with their hands folded and motionless.
use.
"What kind of trouble is Qin Shihuang going to make? It's okay to have zombies or something like that. Let's get this mummy out to fuck him." After the scolding, I took out the Emperor's Sword and took precautions.
Mr. Hu San shook his head and said: "This is not random. There must be a lot of things from all religions in the tomb of Qin Shihuang. Although I don't know how he got the mummy making method, or this thing is not a mummy at all, it just looks a bit similar."
Woolen cloth."
"Damn it, buddies, you need to buy some later. Complete mummies are really valuable in the market." Wu Zhicong looked at these mummies and they were still trying to sell them for money. After he said this, I glared at him.
After taking one look at it, he criticized: "Since when do you think about money? Is this thing worth gold? It's better to move a few more gold bricks to fight against these old problems."
Wu Zhicong said with a smile: "Yes, Brother Jiu has taught you a lesson."
"Fuck, we're not here to move bricks, bah, bah, we're not here to move gold bricks. Moving gold bricks is just an extra show." I rolled my eyes at him. I really admire myself. In this situation, I can still smile playfully with Wu Zhicong.
Of.
Then these mummies, well, let's call them mummies, were all tied up with black bandages, leaving their eyes, noses, and mouths. Suddenly these mummies opened their eyes, and their eyes were
There was a burst of green light, and it staggered towards us.
Something's wrong, so weak?
It was really too weak. I originally thought it was very powerful. When the mummy across from me came towards me, I slashed it with my sword with all my strength. Then the guy fell apart. The same happened to the others.
Almost, the mummy was broken up in two seconds.
"Isn't that right? This is what the First Emperor used to guard his tomb?" Wu Zhicong raised the pieces of meat on the ground that were quickly weathering.
Master Hu San's expression suddenly changed, he shook his head and said loudly: "No! Block the mouth of the coffin quickly."
As soon as Mr. Hu San finished speaking, we saw mummies dangling outside the door and walking towards us. The mouths of these four coffins were all like this. Since I already knew that this thing was ridiculously weak, I said: "
Master, you are too careful, they are just mummies, I will kill as many as you want."
Mr. Hu San scolded seriously: "Hurry up and listen to me. This mummy is weird. There are at least a thousand mummies outside. What's even weirder is that when these four mummies died just now, I felt four energies.
It flew into the bodies of other mummies outside."
"This is not a mummy at all, but an ancient evil art called soul sacrifice. This evil art requires a large number of living people, and then sacrifices a kind of half corpse that is neither human nor ghost. This kind of half corpse
It's very weak at first, and ordinary people can kill it, but the weird thing about this evil magic is that every time you kill a half-zombie, the other half-corpses become stronger. When you finally kill only one half-zombie, that's it.
It's very scary." Mr. Hu San said with a gloomy face: "However, this kind of evil technique was banned in the Yuan Dynasty because it required too many people to be sacrificed alive. I didn't expect to see it still in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum."
"Brother, we are not here for a tour. Just see it when you see it. Is there any solution?" Just now when Mr. Hu San was talking, I had already blocked the coffin with my hands. Wu Zhicong, Huang Zhenmin, Meng
Lao Ye blocked one direction alone, but there was a huge force outside the door that was pushing hard on the door panel.
I looked at Mr. Hu San, who was still looking gloomy in the middle of the room, and said: "Mr. Hu San, hurry up and think of a way, otherwise we are just going to fight here. It will be fine for a while, but when we have no strength, they will finally
Will come in."
Mr. Hu San did not answer me, but shook his head and thought. Huang Zhenmin seemed to be a little unable to resist. After all, he was getting older, and the strength of this half-corpse was not small. He said: "It is really impossible to let them go."
Come in and kill first, we've brought some microflush ones!"
After Huang Zhenmin reminded us, we remembered that we still had to micro-charge. If he hadn't reminded us, maybe we would have forgotten it. After all, we don't have the habit of using guns.
"Okay, just do what Huang Zhenmin said. There is nothing we can do now. Let some half-corpses come in to kill them first. But when they go to the back, we must pay attention to leaving more than four half-corpses."
Now I can only kill first and then slowly look for opportunities. I first put my back against the entrance, then took out the micro-charger from my backpack. After taking the micro-charger, I opened the safety cover and ran forward two steps. The coffin lid fell to the ground with a roar, and the half-corpses behind me also killed their parents and screamed one by one as they walked inside. I took the Microshot towards the half-corpses at the entrance and started shooting. , but this thing is different from what is shown on TV.
On TV, I often see people carrying the weight of a micro-charge, dashing forward gracefully, and then shooting while running. Now I know that TV series kill people, and there is really no big problem in carrying the weight of a micro-charge while running, but The recoil of this thing is very strong. I have only fired fifteen shots, and my right hand has already been numbed by the recoil. It is hard to imagine those anti-Japanese heroes on TV rushing forward with machine guns, and even carrying rocket launchers. Rushed.
He even stood up and shouted a few words, some heroic adverbials such as "I love the people", and then stood and fired the rocket launcher. Anyway, if this were reality, the man who was shooting the rocket launcher would definitely be a superman. The recoil of even a bullet is so great. , not to mention the rocket launcher. Under normal circumstances, the recoil of the rocket launcher can directly dislocate a person's arm, or even worse.
This is a bit far-fetched. Anyway, I felt the pain in my hand while holding the gun and firing. This feeling was really unpleasant, but the effect was corresponding. Those mummies were indeed very fragile at the beginning, and they were hung one by one with the gun.
We only have three micro-ramps in total. Meng Lao and Wu Zhicong are each carrying one, while Huang Zhenmin is holding two pistols, but this guy is quite skilled with pistols, and he can shoot one headshot at a time, but this That's nonsense. The half-corpse is only four to five meters away and can be hit with your eyes closed.
But it gradually became more difficult. If you hit the body, you will die. But after we killed about a hundred half-corpses, hitting the body was no longer possible. At most, they could only be broken up, but they did not die. Those bones They were still crawling towards us, and only headshots would do. Only then did I understand that it seemed that these half-zombies would indeed possess terrifying strength in the end.
While shooting these half-corpses with micro-blast, I also thought to myself that if the situation is really urgent later, I would just use the Five Elements Talisman.
After shooting two magazines, I took out the only two magazines left. We only have thirty rounds of bullets in each magazine. Now we basically shoot two magazines. More than two hundred people have died. Half dead, the three of us each still had two micro-impact magazines in our hands, as well as a dozen magazines for the pistol.
I don’t know what the situation is like outside now, but there are so many half-dead bodies. Speaking of which, Qin Shihuang really doesn’t like to use traps, tunnels, etc., or he doesn’t believe in traps and the like.
[PS: I’m stuck today, there’s only one update, I’m so upset.]