117: Entering the Tomb
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[Extracting...]
[Extraction successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a new Undead Servant: Low-level zombie +16!]
[Extraction successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a new Undead Servant: Low-level zombie +22!]
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Seeing the words "Low-level zombie", Chen Ming's curiosity grew even stronger. He muttered to himself, "The low-level zombies guarding the entrance already have this much strength. How exaggerated would the combat power of mid-level and high-level zombies be?"
Besides the zombies extracted, Chen Ming also collected many black iron treasure boxs.
With Bai Yuan's four-line simultaneous killing speed, Chen Ming couldn't collect fewer even if he wanted to.
"No wonder the internet considers her a killing machine."
"A machine... that's not wrong."
Such capable subordinates, for Chen Ming, the more the merrier.
In just a few minutes.
Dozens of tombs, big and small, and over a thousand zombie guards, what should have been a group instance, were single-handedly slaughtered by Bai Yuan and one dragon!
Chen Ming had originally wanted to summon a few zombie Undead to assist in the battle.
Facts proved that he was overthinking; those few zombies weren't even enough for them to kill.
The remaining tens of Special Ops Soldiers soldiers were immensely grateful to Chen Ming and Bai Yuan.
However, the words they wanted to say remained unspoken due to the excessively vast difference in strength, and they were still in deep shock.
They had anticipated a gap between themselves and Hunters with skills, but they never expected the disparity to be so huge.
That power felt like a towering mountain, It's suffocating them..
Although they had received the order allowing them to fish, the vast majority of them were still hesitant, fearing they might fish out an unmanageable monster.
If the monster was powerful enough to destroy a city, their psychological tolerance simply couldn't bear that responsibility.
However, the strength Bai Yuan displayed now deeply stimulated them.
They decided to take a gamble!
Succeed or die trying!
They didn't want to remain cannon fodder forever, dragging others down, especially in today's world where the monsters fished out are increasingly terrifying and escalate in power.
Even if they insisted on not fishing, they couldn't change the fact that monsters were getting stronger and more numerous.
Chen Ming didn't care about their inner struggles at all.
The Calamity Dragon sank into the Shadow Gate, and his feet landed on the ground.
He gently stroked the Qingyun Ice Dragon's head, praised it a couple of times, then looked at Bai Yuan, who had sheathed her blade and returned to stand before him.
Chen Ming sent the Qingyun Ice Dragon to other areas to continue hunting monsters, devouring them to gain experience and level up.
There was no other way; the tomb entrance was too small to accommodate its now massive, mountain-like body.
If he really let it go in, even a slight disturbance could result in a catastrophic scene of heaven and earth collapsing.
The Qingyun Ice Dragon didn't overly cling to Chen Ming; it sensibly spread its dragon wings, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the clouds.
Leaving Chen Ming and Bai Yuan alone, facing the over ten-meter-high tomb entrance.
Numerous opened coffins were scattered haphazardly at the entrance, brought up from underground as the mountain rose from the ground.
The zombies sleeping inside had already been killed by Bai Yuan with a few slashes before Chen Ming arrived.
Walking a few steps to the heavy stone door, Chen Ming raised his hand, just about to push it open.
His Crisis Sense immediately alerted him!
Chen Ming's mind predicted the scene after he opened the stone door.
A purple mist sprayed out from within, extremely toxic, capable of melting a living person into a pool of blood in less than a minute, leaving behind only a pale skeleton!
"Is it this dangerous before even entering?"
Chen Ming told Bai Yuan to step back a few steps, unsure if her poison resistance attribute could withstand it.
Immediately, he rubbed a large Fireball in a single hand, the flames constantly swirling and coiling.
In an instant, its diameter had reached two to three meters.
Chen Ming flicked his fingertip lightly.
Boom!
The Fireball immediately shot towards the stone door like a wild horse unleashed.
Even though the stone door was sturdy, it couldn't withstand the damage and was melted into a large hole.
Boom!
Immediately, a purple mist sprayed out from within.
Although its power was greatly weakened due to the large Fireball, its lethality to humans was not diminished at all.
Chen Ming was already prepared; he waved his large hand, activating the S-Class Skill, Poison into Mist.
Using poison to counter poison!
The green poison mist and the purple poison mist swirled together, colliding fiercely, the battle intense.
However, the balance did not last long before it was broken.
The green quickly gained the upper hand, and the purple was devoured little by little.
Clearly, this mechanism did not reach the strength of an S-Class Skill; Chen Ming had a complete victory.
The existence of the mechanism was good news for Chen Ming.
The more complex and dangerous the defensive measures, the more it proved that there must be hidden treasures within!
Even if there weren't, as long as he still possessed the SSS-grade Undead Extraction skill, Chen Ming would never lose out.
The stronger the trash mobs and the boss guarding the level, the greater the benefits he could enjoy.
He wished he could directly reach the level of killing enemies that dropped King or Mythical grade treasure chests.
This wasn't arrogance, but absolute confidence.
Holding a bunch of god-tier skills, if he still wasn't confident, how inferior would Chen Ming have to be?
Once the green poison mist completely replaced the last trace of purple, Chen Ming and Bai Yuan entered, one after the other, with large strides.
The poison mist he released would not harm them.
They walked in through the large hole melted by the Fireball.
In the pitch blackness, he activated his night vision, and in an instant, it became as bright as day.
As for Bai Yuan, there was no need to worry; she didn't need the night vision skill, she already possessed it.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to kill so frantically all night.
Rumble! Rumble...
Just as they entered the tomb, several helicopters responsible for the rescue mission arrived outside the mountain.
They lowered ropes and lifted the tens of Special Ops Soldiers soldiers out of the tomb pit.
"..."
Previously, hundreds of people had rushed here aggressively, but now only twenty or thirty were left alive. The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive; no one spoke.
Afterward, they boarded the armored vehicles that had come to pick them up, planning to return and adjust their mood, perhaps see a psychological counselor.
Some who were quick to accept the situation simply took out their phones in the car, deciding to register and start their first fishing attempt, gambling on their luck.
To see if they had the destiny to become professional Hunters.
Putting aside them, even Chen Ming had to admit that in this era, luck was also a part of strength, and it held significant weight.
Luck was needed to unlock the shackles of genes; relying solely on one's own evolutionary speed made it extremely difficult, or even impossible, to break through the ceiling.
Returning to Chen Ming's side.
After wandering through a maze-like, complex passage filled with various mechanisms for seven or eight minutes.
Chen Ming and Bai Yuan finally arrived at the first tomb chamber.
But it was clearly not the main tomb chamber.
There were no coffins; rectangular pits the size of coffins were dug into the walls.
Beneath old, sticky spiderwebs, one could see the figures of zombies standing stiffly within.
Looking around, there were over thirty of them!
They appeared very calm at the moment.
Combined with the current scene and atmosphere, it didn't prevent one's scalp from tingling and feeling a chill down their spine!
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