76: The Immortal Pharaoh! The Scourge of the Undead Returns!

"Alright."

Wang Yi nodded. He took a deep breath and was the first to walk toward that high white jade platform.

One step, two steps... The entire burial chamber was terrifyingly quiet; only their heavy footsteps and heartbeats could be heard.

As they drew closer to the Sapphire Sarcophagus, the aura of death became increasingly thick and oppressive.

It was as if the air had turned into thick glue, making every step they took exceptionally difficult.

Finally, they reached the base of the high platform.

Wang Yi looked up at the Sapphire Sarcophagus within arm's reach, his gaze becoming incredibly sharp.

"Come out!"

"I know you're awake."

Wang Yi's voice echoed through the empty burial chamber.

There was no response from inside the sarcophagus.

"What? After sleeping for a thousand years, you don't even have the courage to come out?" Wang Yi continued to provoke the other party with his words.

"Or is this so-called 'Immortal Pharaoh' just a coward hiding in a turtle shell?"

"Insolence!"

This time, an angry, raspy voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell suddenly exploded from within the sarcophagus!

Boom!!!

The lid of the sarcophagus, forged from hard sapphire, was suddenly blown off from the inside by a massive force!

The lid traced a parabola through the air and crashed heavily into a distant pile of gold coins, splashing up a golden wave.

A figure slowly sat up from the sarcophagus, which was filled with a thick blue liquid.

It was a man over two meters tall with an extremely burly build.

He wore Pharaoh King armor made of pure gold and inlaid with countless gems, and on his head was a Golden Mask symbolizing supreme power.

Although his face could not be seen, everyone could feel a pair of eyes full of tyranny and majesty coldly watching them from beneath that mask.

The Immortal Pharaoh King—Sekhmet!

He had finally awakened from his thousand-year slumber!

"Puny ants..."

Sekhmet slowly stood up from the sarcophagus. He looked down at Wang Yi and the others, his voice full of contempt.

"Was it you who disturbed this king's peaceful sleep?"

"What if it was?" Wang Yi met his gaze without any fear.

"Very well." Sekhmet nodded slowly, his tone cold and devoid of any emotion. "It has been many, many years since anyone has dared to be so insolent before this king."

"To reward your courage, this king shall grant you an eternal glory."

"And that is to become the lowliest Skeleton Soldiers in this king's Undead Army."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The Pharaoh King slowly raised his right hand.

A visible black death energy converged crazily in his palm!

"Kneel! And welcome your fate!"

He roared and slammed the black energy in his hand onto the white jade platform beneath his feet!

Buzz—

With the platform as the center, black cracks like spiderwebs spread crazily along the golden floor toward the entire burial chamber!

Crack... crack...

The ground began to shake violently and split open!

One by one, withered, rotting Skeleton Soldiers holding rusty weapons struggled to crawl out from the cracks in the ground!

There were thousands of them, densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see!

In just over ten seconds, the entire magnificent main burial chamber had turned into a kingdom of white bones, crowded with undead creatures!

The Undead Catastrophe had descended once again!

"Holy shit! Again?!"

Looking at the endless sea of skeletons that had formed instantly, Chen Hu couldn't help but curse.

"Is this guy a wholesaler for the undead? How are they endless!"

The faces of the other team members also turned exceptionally grim.

They had just narrowly escaped being surrounded by an Undead Army of tens of thousands; their physical strength and mental state had not yet fully recovered.

Now, facing an Undead Catastrophe even larger in scale than before, everyone felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Don't panic! These are just ordinary Skeleton Soldiers!"

Wang Yi roared loudly, trying to stabilize the morale.

His gaze was locked firmly on the Pharaoh King atop the platform, who exuded a terrifying aura like a demon god.

He knew that these Skeleton Soldiers were just cannon fodder.

The real threat was only that one!

To capture the rebels, one must first capture their leader!

"Everyone, listen to my orders!"

"Chen Hu! Wu Qiong! Liu Meng! Zhang Wei!" Wang Yi began to call out names rapidly. "The four of you form the first line of defense. Hold back the charge of these Skeleton Soldiers! You must not let them get near the back row!"

"Yes!" the four roared in unison.

"Zhao Zihan! Li Bingyao! You two stay in the center of the formation and be ready to provide support at any time!"

"Understood!"

"The rest of you, follow me!" A terrifying fighting spirit erupted in Wang Yi's eyes. "We're going to go slaughter that Pharaoh King!"

"Kill!"

At Wang Yi's command, he led the remaining dozen or so team members like an unsheathed sharp sword, bypassing the main army of Skeleton Soldiers and striking directly from the flank toward the Pharaoh King atop the platform!

"Roar!"

Chen Hu and the other three also launched a death-defying charge against the tide-like sea of skeletons!

The battle erupted instantly!

Chen Hu was still the most valiant Berserker; the high-frequency battle blade in his hand had long been thirsting for action.

He plunged into the pile of skeletons, becoming like a high-speed rotating meat grinder!

Puchi! Puchi!

The seemingly hard frames of the Skeleton Soldiers were as fragile as rotten wood before his battle blade.

With every strike, large sections of skeletal frames collapsed with a crash!

The Firefighter Liu Meng was not to be outdone either.

The Fire Axe in his hand was not as sharp as the high-frequency battle blade, but with the addition of his terrifyingly massive strength, its power was equally astonishing!

With one horizontal sweep of his axe, he could directly cut seven or eight Skeleton Soldiers in half at the waist!

The Locksmith Wu Qiong transformed once again into a ghost of the battlefield.

His figure flickered constantly within the sea of skeletons, and every time he appeared, a Skeleton Captain responsible for command would inevitably be decapitated by his axe.

The Architectural Engineer Zhang Wei's fighting style was even more simple and crude.

He pulled a spare metal canister filled with liquid nitrogen from his backpack and swung it crazily like a spiked mace!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Skeleton Soldiers he hit were instantly frozen into ice sculptures by the extreme cold and then shattered into a ground full of ice shards.

The four of them, four fierce men with completely different fighting styles, forced together a line of steel, firmly blocking the sea of tens of thousands of skeletons in place!

On the other side.

The assault squad led by Wang Yi had also successfully rushed to the base of the white jade platform!

"Go!"

With a low shout, Wang Yi stomped his feet hard, and like a cannonball, he was the first to leap onto the ten-meter-high platform!

The other team members followed closely behind!