mijobooks Chapter 365: Iron Corpse Upgraded, Wonderful Workmanship
Chapter 365: Iron Corpse Upgraded, Wonderful Workmanship
The mummy was two meters tall, with a burly figure, broad shoulders, a straight waist, and two hammers in his hand.
Li Ang observed carefully that the surface of the two hammers was covered with cracks and rust, apparently in disrepair for a long time and had already been overwhelmed.
"Could it be...is this an iron corpse?"
Li Ang swallowed, feeling baffled.
Although Iron Corpse's combat effectiveness far exceeds that of ordinary people, it also depends on what kind of opponent it is compared with.
The iron corpse in front of him had his arms hanging down, and the hammer in his hand was rusty, looking completely harmless.
Li Ang took a few steps forward tentatively, but found that the iron corpse didn't respond at all.
That being the case, there is no need to be afraid.
He took out the dagger and carefully pierced Iron Corpse's stomach.
Iron Corpse had no power to resist, allowing the dagger to stab into his abdomen.
"Gudu..."
The bright red blood gushed out, poured on Li Ang's body, and flowed into the body along the skin.
This scene terrified Li Ang, and he took a few steps back to distance himself.
This iron corpse was huge, with a fit body, strong muscles, and overwhelming strength, but it just remained motionless, like a dead person.
"Hey..." Li Ang gently pushed Iron Corpse.
Iron Corpse didn't respond.
"strangeness."
Li Ang wondered, could it be that this thing is a piece of wood that can fall down when pushed?
"Forget it, leave him alone."
He gave up the entanglement, turned around and walked towards the third golden coffin, and continued to pry the coffin boards.
This time the golden coffin was very heavy, and it required brute force to open it, and it would also wake up the ghosts buried below.
Fortunately, there was only the last layer of film left on the coffin board, which was quickly uncovered by Li Ang.
The empty black wooden box below was revealed.
Li Ang dragged the wooden box to the stone platform and opened the lid.
The wooden boxes are filled with all kinds of porcelain and jade, as well as various ancient artifacts, including various scrolls.
Li Ang glanced around briefly, but didn't find what he wanted, so he randomly picked a portrait.
This scroll is only for one person to admire when it is unfolded. It is about 40 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide. The picture shows a woman in a gorgeous palace dress.
Li Ang looked at the portrait carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, as if he had seen it before.
Suddenly, a violent tremor came, and the ground shook suddenly.
Li Ang's face changed suddenly, he quickly grabbed the scroll, rolled and jumped down the steps.
The loud noises continued one after another, and the entire mountain trembled, as if it might collapse at any time.
"Damn it!" Li Ang cursed secretly, without thinking too much, and ran wildly.
He hadn't recovered from his injuries, so he fell to the ground after running for a few steps, got up again and ran wildly.
The wound on his ankle was torn even more severely, and the pain pierced his bone marrow, making him break out in a cold sweat.
After running for an unknown amount of time, Li Ang heard the whistling wind in his ears, looked back, and was stunned.
A huge city wall looms ahead!
It is more than fifteen meters high, and the whole body is made of rocks, thick and hard.
"Damn, where is this f*ck?" Li Ang wiped off the sweat from his forehead, looked up and looked around, "Didn't you say The Underworld? Why is there still a city?"
There are many exquisite reliefs engraved on the city wall, and the carvings are exquisite and ingenious.
"Could this be...the mausoleum of a certain emperor?"
Li Ang muttered to himself, suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his hairs stood on end.
"Fuck!"
In the next second, he was so frightened that his ghosts almost peed on his pants, and he quickly turned around and fled towards the gate of the city.
"Roar--"
A low and hoarse roar came from the gate of the city, faintly carrying a little excitement.
Immediately afterwards, Li Ang clearly heard the city gate slowly opening, making an ear-piercing rattling sound.
Li Ang's heart rose to his throat, and with all his strength, he rushed outward crazily.
Li Ang knocked on the heavy city gate desperately, his mind was in chaos: "Is this The Underworld, The Netherworld, or a tomb... Could it be the burial pit of some emperor or king?"
"Boom!"
A forceful whip kick slammed Li Ang's cheek, kicking him flying and hitting the rubble next to him.
Li Ang felt a burning pain on one side of his face, several teeth fell out, and his mouth was full of blood.
"Roar!"
With heavy steps, a huge figure leaped down from the city wall and approached Li Ang.
Its fur is pitch black, emitting a faint light, and its eyes are extremely fierce.
Li Ang opened his eyes with difficulty, and with the help of the strong flashlight, he saw its appearance clearly.
This is a majestic wolfhound with sharp fangs, hideous and ugly, with a brass chain tied around its neck.
"This..." Li Ang's eyes widened in disbelief, "It's actually a dog?!"
That's right, the giant iron corpse he saw just now didn't exist at all.
The owner of this wolfhound is an old man with disheveled hair and blood stains all over his body.
He was bare-chested, his skin was sickly pale, his body was thin and haggard, skinny, like a skeleton, and he looked like a dying tree.
But Li Ang would not naively think that the other party is an old man.
"You... who are you?" Li Ang endured the severe pain and stood up, staring at the old man and asking.
He always felt that the old man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it, so he simply didn't bother to bother.
"Hehehe..." The old man grinned, "You guessed it."
"Uh... are you a ghost?" Li Ang hesitated.
The old man did not deny it.
Li Ang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why did you kill him?"
Of course he was referring to the iron corpse from before.
"Kill it, kill it. Is there any problem?" The old man asked lightly.
"Why did you lock him up?" Li Ang pressed.
"Because he committed a crime, he should be punished." The old man said indifferently, "Besides, that guy is hopeless."
"How could he not be saved..." Li Ang was stunned, "He is obviously alive and well!"
"Hehe." The old man sneered, "That's just a curse I put on him. I will keep him in a cage forever until he dies."
As soon as the words fell, the old man's body stiffened, and there was a creaking sound in his throat.
Li Ang's pupils contracted, and he saw that the clothes on the old man's chest were torn, and a cloud of black mud sprayed out from his mouth, instantly staining his chest red.
The old man's body was crumbling, his eyeballs were protruding, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and there was a strong dead air in his pupils.
"This is..." Li Ang froze in place.
He finally determined that the old man in front of him was not a living thing, but formed by an evil resentment.
The old man's body slowly collapsed and dissipated, turning into countless dust and floating in the night.
"Alas..." Li Ang sighed, silently picked up the sword on the ground, and turned to leave.
"Roar!"
A sudden roar came from behind him, making his ears ring.
"Um?!"
Li Ang turned around suddenly, and saw the wolfhound baring its fangs, rushing towards him!
"Grass!" Li Ang cursed secretly, brandishing his sword and fighting with the wolf dog.
The strength of the two is equal, and the fighting is fierce.
Li Ang has an advantage with his rich fighting technology, left and right horizontal chops, side kicks, and kills with moves, forcing the wolfhound to only defend.