Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead - Chapter 279:

Chapter 279: Chapter 273, Life-Claiming Walking Dead_l

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Thud! Thud! Thud!

Arrows shot out from the holes in the wall, whistling as they flew.

The six Barren Tomb Guards who were in the front couldn’t dodge in time and were instantly hit by the arrows. Their bodies flew out like kites with broken strings.

They were pinned to the opposite wall.

One of the Barren Tomb Guards had his skull smashed, three had their neck and spine bones broken, died instantly, their bones scattered all over the floor.

The other two Barren Tomb Guards had their metal plate armor pierced by the arrows.

They had been hit in the rib cage and shoulder bones. They were not dead, but their combat power had been weakened.

They only brought 10 soldiers in total.

This one trap took out half their forces.

From the perspective of the Gray Sparrow, Fang Hao saw everything that happened.

When he used the sparrow to scout ahead, it was in flight and never triggered any traps.

It was only now that he realized there were traps.

Thud, thud, thud!

There was no time for everyone to think.

From inside the stone coffin at the end, there was the sound of violent knocking.

Bang!

Then, amidst the loud noises.

The sealed coffin lid was lifted by a great force, five figures quickly sat up from inside the coffin.

At this moment, Fang Hao saw the information of the enemy inside the stone coffin.

[Life Claiming Walking Dead (Tier 8)].

The undead who sat up from the coffin moved their bodies stiffly.

Their bodies were highly rotten, the areas where the flesh was lost even revealed ghastly white bones.

These looked more like the zombies Fang Hao had seen before.

Perhaps a more advanced kind!

Putting on the still-tattered armor, the Walking Dead stiffly turned their heads and set their eyes on Fang Hao and his team.

Then, they took out longswords from their coffins and walked out of their stone coffins slowly.

“Are there any more traps below?” Demitrija asked again.

“Yes, there should be a trap in the middle there.” Lorrey pointed to a stone slab in the middle of the hall.

If one stooped down to look, they would see that this stone slab was about five millimeters higher than the floor.

Crack!

Lorrey had just finished speaking.

The Life Claiming Walking Dead that just got up, dragged its feet, wobbling and stepped on the protruding stone slab.

Zing! Zing! Zing!

Three arrows as thick as javelins shot out from one side again.

They pierced two of the Walking Dead who had walked over and hung them on the far wall.

“Uh…there aren’t any more now.” Lorrey said.

Demitrija nodded and directly commanded, “Attack, kill them.”

Upon receiving the order, the Barren Tomb Guards drew their longswords and charged at the three remaining Walking Dead.

The two completely different undead began a fierce battle.

The fight did not last for too long.

The three Walking Dead were slain, and the other two who were hung on the wall by the traps were also killed by the passing guards.

All enemies were eradicated and the whole place instantly became quiet.

At the end leading to the next level, a Barren Tomb Guard brought up a silver treasure chest.

But Fang Hao was currently a skeleton sparrow, so he was a bit powerless regarding opening the treasure chest.

“Bring the chest up, and replenish some manpower.” Fang Hao flapped his wings and said.

There was no rush to open the treasure chest.

A silver chest didn’t bring much joy. It would be fine to open it all together at the end.

Two Barren Tomb Guards moved the silver chest outside.

Their forces were also replenished to 15 men at the same time.

After handling everything.

Demitrija ordered to move on to the third level of the underground palace.

“Wait!” Fang Hao suddenly called out, stopping the advancing team.

He landed on Lorrey’s shoulder and asked, “Lorrey, do you know a lot about traps?”

He suddenly remembered that Lorrey’s skills seemed to have something to do with traps.

“Just okay!” Lorrey said.

“On the next level, you go first to see if there are any traps. Be careful, and if you’re not sure, come back first.” Fang Hao ordered.

Lorrey’s battling skills were average.

She was brought along this time because she had already reached tier nine.

Fang Hao wanted her to participate in some battles in order to quickly advance to tier 10 and undergo the Hero Trial.

However, Fang Hao didn’t expect Lorrey to detect the trap before Demitrija did.

“OK, leave it to me,” Lorrey agreed eagerly and confidently.

“Be careful, don’t take unnecessary risks if you are uncertain,” Fang Hao instructed from behind.

” Don’ t worry,” Lorrey was the first one todescending to the third level.

About three minutes later.

Lorrey came back, “Alright, I’ve placed a helmet in front of each mechanism; be careful when you go down.”

As they descended the stone steps.

They discovered four metal helmets laid out on the third-floor ground, which indicated that there were mechanisms behind these helmets.

These helmets were just worn by the Life Claiming zombies, and Lorrey had collected them to use here.

The third-floor hall was noticeably smaller.

There were three stone coffins in front.

One of the helmets was placed not far from the coffins.

Fang Hao was somewhat surprised when he looked at Lorrey.

This young girl was good, she was quite capable.

From their previous experience in the ancient tomb, the enemy inside the coffin would be alerted if someone neared it.

Lorrey was busy for quite some time on the lower level, and she was actually able to evade the enemy inside the coffin, she was truly skillful.

“Let’s start,” Fang Hao whispered.

Demitrija nodded, leading the Barren Tomb Guard around the traps on the floor, approaching the coffins.

Thump, thump, thump!!

When they reached a certain distance, the stone coffins issued a dull knocking sound.

The lids of the coffins sprang up, and three figures suddenly sat up.

[Twilight Reveler (Tier 10)].

They’ve appeared!

As expected, they were the Twilight Revelers.

That suited the characteristics of the Blood Clan!

Otherwise, Fang Hao would constantly feel like he had come to the wrong place.

The Twilight Revelers rose from the coffins, their furious scarlet eyes fixed on Fang Hao’s party.

But the next second.

The Twilight Revelers emitted painful screams as their bodies began to visibly wither at a rapid pace. Their skin shrunk to reveal sharp teeth.

Their whole bodies, looking as though they had undergone a ‘dehydration’ process, appeared horribly terrifying.

“What’s happening?” Lorrey wiped the sweat off her forehead.

The temperature here was too high.

It was as dry and stifling as inside a steamer.

“It probably has to do with the formation pattern embedded with Solar Essence on the wall,” Fang Hao suggested.

The formation pattern on the walls was similar to the one in the ancient tomb that illuminated the ‘pulsating heart’.

The formation pattern should be the cause.

The mummy-like “Twilight Revelers’ slowly emerged from their coffins, picked up the weapons beside them and let out another hoarse roar.

“Attack, kill them,” Demitrija directly commanded.

The 15 Barren Tomb Guards obeyed the order, descended the steps, and rushed towards the Blood Clan.

The battle began.

The Barren Tomb Guard and the Blood Clan entered melee combat.

Even though the Barren Tomb Guard had the numerical advantage, there was still a significant disparity in their tiers.

Several guards attacking one person did not seem to be of much effect.

Not wanting to drag out the fight, Demitrija drew his longsword and descended the steps.

Right in front.

Was a tall male Blood Clan.

Despite his current terrifying appearance, his black embroidered tuxedo still hinted at his noble status.

His weapon was a ceremonial sword, the sharp blade having pierced through the skull of the Barren Tomb Guard in front of him.

As the Barren Tomb Guard perished, its bones and equipment scattered on the ground.

Next, he turned his attention to the Lizardman approaching him slowly, and the little orc standing behind him who was just under four feet tall.

The desire for blood made him instinctively stick out his tongue, licking his now distorted lips.

“Cough…, I’ve never tasted…, the flavor of a Lizardman and an Orc,” the Blood Clan uttered, the tearing sensation in his voice nauseating.