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Chapter 618 The Corpse of the Great Soul

【Snake Follower】

[A sinner who is bewitched by snakes, believes in snakes, and spreads snakes. 】

[The snake whispered in their ears, the end of the sky is the womb of the goddess, so climb the ladder to the sky, fight for the qualification to become a god, let the flame of rebellion burn to the end of the sky]

[The believers, who fantasized about becoming gods and fearless of death, rushed to the towering golden ladder in revelry. When they were stabbed to death by the tomb-guarding warriors and endured the horrific punishment of being mummified alive, they were all laughing crazily, and the snake smiled and disappeared into the shadows again.]

[It was as if she just wanted to see a fire being put out]

“Ah, ahhhh—”

The hourglass space was invaded, and several tomb-guarding mummies appeared, their mouths opened and howling. The bandages on their bodies loosened, revealing the skin that was becoming moisturized.

After being turned upside down, the dried mummies were transformed from death to life, and black fluid flowed through their dust-filled veins.

These liquids revived the mummy's body like blood, making the dried-up heart beat again. But in order to fully revive, they also needed their own severed facial features.

"It seems that the target is us." Guild Master Ling tossed the dagger in his hand and glanced at the people around him.

"Now that Blaze is gone, we don't have to act so friendly and harmonious... Although it's fun to form a team, we still have to stick to our own personalities."

"Then Guild Master, you can go alone. I think this place is suitable for your grave."

Wardsifer was very realistic, and he had to survive before participating in the World Series. In a mausoleum, deciding to act separately or even to have a hostile reaction was a huge FLAG, and he would definitely die.

"..."

Guild Master Zero looked at the Serpent's followers below him, recalled the countless movies he had watched, and then took a step back.

"Strictly speaking, we are an assassination group that hires people to kill. We have a spirit of contract. The previous contract of paying half of the wealth found is still in place, so cough cough cough——"

There is a saying that goes, harmony brings wealth. Guild Master Zero decided to be an honest person before the World Championship. In this mausoleum, there will be no beautiful fireworks, and you will only become a "pig teammate".

So [Azazel] and [Fairy Kingdom] joined forces again to fight against the Serpent Followers.

The Serpent Followers are extremely difficult to deal with. They are immortal and no matter how much their bodies are shattered, they can be reassembled under the operation of the black liquid.

If you look closely at the black liquid, you will find that it is made up of countless long and thin snakes.

The most troublesome thing is that the snake followers have a punishment mechanism. Once caught by the snake followers, they will enter a state of execution where their five senses will be deprived. The unbearable scene made everyone distance themselves and use long-range attacks to repel them.

According to the Sphinx, only by expelling the souls of snakes from their bodies can their bodies be destroyed. To do this, one must find the Book of the Dead and learn the magic that affects the souls.

Unfortunately, the Book of the Dead was enshrined in the upper level of the pyramid.

The player from [Fairy Kingdom] suddenly realized what was happening and used a [Soul Shock] to knock the soul out of the mummy's body. He then used coarse salt to destroy the undead and his fists to destroy the body.

The worldview of multiple myths is so convenient.

Blaze, he successfully entered the upper level of the pyramid. Compared with the dark lower level, it was extremely bright here, as if every brick was glowing.

"There's a prison below and...a palace above?" Blaze stroked the wall, trying not to miss any possible mechanisms or traps.

"By the way, when you saw the horn before, you seemed to have something to say."

"Ah, if you hadn't told me I would have forgotten it, it's a good thing." Chicken lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "That's the horn of Capricorn."

"..." Blaze paused, and it took him a long time to react.

"Aha--"

"Are you surprised? I didn't expect that the relics of the first generation of Capricorn would appear here." Chicken sighed, looking like he was reminiscing about the past, and said something that was quite explosive for Blaze.

"In the first generation, Capricorn also died like Leo?" Blaze turned his head away with a headache. To be honest, he hoped that it would end peacefully.

Thinking of the second generation Leo, the Nemean Giant, that was not an easy enemy to deal with. Fortunately, this Nemean Giant was a super large enemy, so a group of foreigners could challenge it together. If they could only challenge it alone...

That's a hell of a picture.

"He died and left behind two relics. One is the horn in your hand, and the other seems to be a shield. Legend has it that the soul of the first generation of Capricorn is hidden in these two things."

In contrast to Blazer's headache, the chicken seemed nonchalant.

The name Capricorn sounds scary, but there is actually another name that is much more normal, called Goat. The first generation of Capricorn was a female goat, the most ordinary of all the beast kings, she died early, and her relics are more famous than she herself.

As for the second generation of Capricorn, Rooster didn't know much. He only knew that the second generation fell into the night at the footsteps of the evil Titan and has been missing since then.

"We don't have to worry about returning the constellation. Most of the great souls haven't made any moves yet. We should focus on what's happening right now." Chicken rarely took the role of persuading Blaze not to be so anxious.

"Of course I know that no matter how much trouble those great souls can cause, can it be more harmful than turning the world upside down?"

If we were to rank priorities, a complete upheaval that could easily destroy the world on the surface would definitely be at the top.

Blaze focused his attention on the mausoleum in front of him. It was much brighter than the lower mausoleum, but the light did not bring any sense of security.

"There shouldn't be a distinction between maps for the living and maps for the dead here, right?"

Above my head was a ceiling made of ordinary bricks. Although sand fell from time to time, it was still relatively stable. If there were no distinction between the two maps, then this upper floor would seem to be much simpler.

Blaze moved forward cautiously, and surprisingly there were no traps along the way. This somewhat confirmed his previous guess that there was a palace above and a prison below.

No one would install a lot of traps in the palace.

"You're walking so slowly, how long will it take you to reach the top?"

A voice came from behind, and Blaze felt a chill on his back, as if a snake was crawling along his spine. The fine snake scales brought an unexpectedly comfortable coolness, but they also silently cut open his skin, releasing blood.

The woman leaned against the wall, seemingly admiring her nails seriously, but she glanced at Blaze out of the corner of her eyes, with charm between her brows.

That charm is like a French kiss, which carries some kind of suggestion and also symbolizes death.

(End of this chapter)