"It's too dark, you can light a fire." said the white fox.

"You are the fucking heroes that can illuminate!"

"oh oh!"

The white fox threw a ray of light into the air, and the light scattered countless lights. The bright and sun-like thing filled the cold and dark room, which was suddenly filled with the dark and claustrophobic...

The light swept wildly, and suddenly there were deformed shadows in the darkness. They were thin, their eyes were pupilless, and they held blood-stained corpse hooks and punishment axes in their hands. Maybe they had never seen the sunlight in their lives. These strange and terrifying things raised their heads and stared at the extremely shining light ball in the sky.

Soon, these things turned their heads to the White Fox and Han Lang who released this soul power. Suddenly, the creepy murderous aura and resentment came from all directions, and two little fat rabbits fell into the carnivorous ghost group!!

"Damn, we fell into the ghost pit!" The white fox jumped up in fear.

Didn’t it mean that the ventilation vents are good? How could there be so many ghosts!

"They are tomb prisoners, they are specifically responsible for capturing those lonely ghosts..." Han Lang said.

This kind of tomb prisoner is not common in the outside world, because they live in large tombs all year round and work for those tombs. A great undead who wants to become a ruler in the wilderness of the world, in addition to harming living creatures to obtain fresh warriors, they will also throw the weak undead into their tombs to temper them into a necrotic essence that can enhance their own strength!

"Han Lang, Han Lang..."

Srive's voice came from behind, and White Fox and Han Lang were preparing to face a big battle, but who knew that Srive hurriedly stopped them both.

"Don't do it, these tomb prisoners are not interested in living people." Srive said.

"Are you sure, then what are they doing when they stare at us like this?" said the white fox.

"They have no eyes, and they have not seen many living people here. These group of slaughtermen have very low intelligence and are the lowest creatures in the pyramids, and are even more insignificant than some slaves," said Srive.

"You speak a little away from me, it's very smelly." Han Lang said.

"Where are the others?"

"We're here!"

Soon everyone else came together, and everyone found that the Demonics did not attack, but were just like a group of monsters that looked ferocious, and with some intimidation, they wanted to leave their territory.

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Above the head, the resentful spirits that were being swept in were still floating. At this moment, more than a dozen tomb prisoners jumped up quickly and used the ghost hooks evolved into their palms to drag the big resentful spirit down from the air.

When they arrived on the ground, the tomb prisoners suddenly turned into extremely cruel chefs. The axes in their hands were very effective on the body of the resentful spirit. In an instant, the big resentful spirit was completely dismembered. Finally, the remaining strand of the undead essence slowly fell into the center of the pool in the entire secret room like a green drop of water...

"They are killing the resentful spirits and extracting the necrotic essences. Those necrotic essences will flow along the tomb channel designed by the tomb tomb to another steaming pool, and are constantly steamed by the flames of the hellhound, and finally form the best quality necrotic essence. The essence will be continuously transported to the pharaoh's coffin. The pharaohs are sleeping in it, and after hundreds of years of practice, their strength will become stronger and stronger." Shrev explained.

Han Lang was secretly speechless when he heard this. These pharaohs were really extravagant. After his death, there were still a group of slave workers who burned the boilers and heated them!

"Never mind them, they are just a group of low-IQ machines that repeat themselves over and over, doing the lowest things in the pyramids? There are about a hundred factories like the largest tombs like the Khufu Pyramid." Srief said.

"Are there many kinds of slaves in the underworld?" Han Lang asked.

"Yes, they basically serve the pharaohs. From the lowest level to tomb-buggers to the slightly higher-level slave warriors and slave boaters, there are tens of thousands in the ordinary pyramids. Let alone the Pharaoh's palace, we have to waste our time on killing these things, and we can't kill them for a hundred years." Srive said.

"Life is more comfortable than living people, this evil old society!" said the white fox.

"What about us now?" Heidi asked.

"Wait a minute, when this batch of undead essence is ready, a group of Nether Warriors will come to take away the residue. We will follow the Nether Warriors out, and then we can slowly find the door to the Underworld." Srive said.

"Take away the residue?" Heidi felt puzzled.

"Why should the Pharaoh eat meat? The people below should be given some soup residue. Otherwise, how could such a huge tomb give birth to so many powerful undead spirits?" Srive said.

"Oh, what about these tomb prisoners?"

"What else do they want to get? They will be slave labor forever, and they will never be promoted or liberated. Moreover, they will enjoy it. No matter how powerful the vengeful spirit is, they will be at their mercy as long as it is sucked here." Srive said.

When Srive said this, Han Lang would have ended up in such a miserable end after being involved in Jiuyou. After all, these Netherworld killers have no combat power, but they have the most brutal weapon to deal with all ghosts.

"In other words, do you know where the Gate of Underworld is?" Mios asked this key question.

"I have read many ancient pharaoh documents and also studied the third generation of Giseysai. Khufu once revealed to them that the end of the world is at the end of the sea of ​​suffering, and if you turn the direction of the sun at the end, there will be a dark other shore, and that other shore brings immortality." Srief said.

"What is the sea of ​​bitterness? Is there this sea?" Heidi asked.

"The sea of ​​bitterness refers to an island of nothingness on the sea. The sea water in the nearby sea is formed by the tears of billions of creatures." Han Lang spoke.

This legend was seen by Han Lang at the Parthenon. Because the Death Skeleton was greatly shocked by Han Lang at that time, Han Lang studied the Skeleton during the retreat of the Parthenon.

"There is a monster on the Immortal Island, called Skeleton, which is the gatekeeper of the dark world. If you tell it that you are going to the underworld, it will not make things difficult for you." Srive said.

"What are you talking about these ancient legends here? Where is the Gate of the Underworld? We are in the pyramid, not in the Red Sea, brother!" said the white fox impatiently.
Chapter completed!