The movement of the Soviet submarine commander was like a signal. The other allied soldiers around them also did the same after checking their physical condition. They waved their twisted and swollen arms and swayed their bodies silently. Hao Ren was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on: they were indeed cheering, celebrating that they had finally escaped the control of the nightmare.
But they could not speak because all of their vocal cords were stiff, and they did not know how to use other powers to make a sound.
"Err... looks like you guys are very happy." Hao Ren smiled stiffly. "So, you guys can understand what I'm saying, right?"
One of the submarine soldiers clumsily gestured. Hao Ren immediately knew that they could understand him, and they had completely regained their senses. Vivian looked at the scene in disbelief. She suddenly realized that it was an unexpected gain. "Wait a minute, so you guys still remember what you experienced when you were under the control of magic?"
The submarine commander nodded and silently gestured angrily.
Hao Ren took over the conversation. "So you guys saw what we did here just now? But you guys couldn't move at that time? "
The submarine commander nodded again, and if Hao Ren did not misunderstand, he used a stiff posture to express his gratitude to everyone.
"This is too tiring." Vivian turned her head. "Who knows necromancy better? You can translate what's in their heads. "
Teuton suddenly stepped forward. "I'm proficient in necromancy and a few of the main human languages. These dead should be similar to the ordinary dead. We can give it a try."
"Err, I almost forgot about you." Hao Ren scratched his head awkwardly. "Then you can give it a try. But you'd better hurry. We've already made a lot of noise. The sentries will be here any time."
Teuton nodded. He walked up to the allied marines and began to recite an ancient, strange incantation. Black patterns gradually appeared around his eyes. These patterns depicted the dark part of the cycle of life. He then raised his head and took half a step back. "That's enough. I will be your bridge of communication. Ask me any questions. "
Vivian immediately threw out the first question. "What about the Queen of the Sirens and the situation in the Royal Palace?"
At first, Hao Ren did not hold much hope for the answers. But soon, he realized why Vivian believed that the revenants held the key to entering the palace. The Allied Navy knew Nasaton better than anyone could imagine. They were the least likely to betray the city's "loyal workers". They were easier to control than the struggling sirens. So the brain monster let the revenants participate in a lot of work, including the repair of some facilities in the palace and some of the inner city guards. Some of the undead marines had even gone to the underground chamber beneath the palace. The gigantic brain was' imprisoned 'there, and it was clear that the latter was a cautious one. It did not allow the ordinary sirens to get too close to it, so for a long time, only the undead marines could enter the chamber.
This situation would continue until there were enough completely brainwashed sirens to replace them.
In the beginning, the control crystal of the undead marines was directly controlled by the brain monster. When the sirens were still unstable, the brain monster would directly command the marines. It was two years ago when they were handed over to the siren overseer.
The Soviet submarine commander was named Ivan. He once entered the palace of the Queen of the Sirens as a worker and saw the gigantic brain in the secret chamber with his own eyes. He described the scene he had seen in detail through Teuton's mouth, and the details were incredible.
Before Teuton's necromancy lost its effect, Vivian tried her best to understand the situation in the palace. She then looked towards the other end of the hall. "According to Ivan, there is a water circulation channel that leads directly into the palace. Through that door is the entrance."
"But what about the marines?" Hao Ren looked at the undead marines that had just been freed. "Leave them here?"
At that moment, the marines suddenly did something unexpected. With a few commanders leading the way, the undead marines reached towards their chests and pulled out the grayish-blue crystals that were embedded in their hearts!
A series of cracking sounds rang out as the marines crushed the crystals that provided them with energy but also controlled their movements. Fine sand that looked like blood flowed out from the holes in their chests. Every single one of the marines quickly weakened, but they did not collapse. Ivan came before Hao Ren and pointed towards the door on the other side of the hall. He opened his mouth and nodded soundlessly.
"They must destroy these crystals before they can rest in peace." Teuton activated his necromancy again. "Before that, he wants to lead the way for you."
Ivan nodded silently. The skin on his face was rapidly rotting, and fine sand flowed out of his wounds uncontrollably. But he opened his mouth and revealed a happy smile. This was the last task they would perform with their free will.
Hao Ren did not waste any more time as he turned and swam towards the door. "Hurry up!"
With hundreds of undead marines leading the way, the team quickly passed through a series of gates and tunnels towards the palace of the Queen of the Sirens. They bypassed all intersections that were easily intercepted as they moved forward through various maintenance tunnels and water circulation pipes. Their destination was right in front of them.
A shrill sound of a flute came faintly from afar. Sorma immediately reminded everyone. "It's an alarm. The sentries have discovered the resonance chamber."
Shaqira once again urged the water to speed everyone up. "Faster, the palace is right in front of us!"
Hao Ren could tell from the signs on the surrounding pipes that they were approaching a place called the 'Core Command Module'. He looked around and saw groups of tattered World War II soldiers. A sense of disorientation in time and the confusion of life and death overwhelmed him. The bodies of the undead soldiers were quickly disintegrating, fine sand spilling out from the wounds of every soldier, leaving a long trail behind them. Soldiers were constantly falling behind, turning into fine sand and drifting down, leaving behind only a rotting old uniform. The team was huge when they set off, but now there were less than a third of them. Hundreds of marines had completely turned into fine sand after losing their energy supply.
Shaqira approached Ivan and whispered. "I apologize for the mistakes of my compatriots..."
Ivan's body was also collapsing. He now looked like a skeleton, but he still tried to smile and shake his head. Teuton's voice came from behind. "They saw with their own eyes how the sirens were being controlled bit by bit. Even though they had lost their freedom, they knew very well who the real culprit was."
Shaqira lowered her head slightly. "Thank you. That makes me feel better."
Ivan nodded, and together with another Allied officer, they sped up and led the team towards the last gate.
Less than half a meter away from the gate, Ivan's body split open in three places and turned into fine sand.
A British officer who passed by him looked down, paused for a moment to acknowledge him before turning around to open the gate.
Behind the gate was a lounge, where a dozen or so Siren Guards, who were in a state of shock, turned their heads.
The leading siren swiftly reacted. She raised her trident high and unleashed an ear-piercing screech. Shockwaves visible to the naked eye blasted out from the front of the siren. Several undead marines immediately charged forward. Their bodies were shredded into fine sand by the shockwaves, but their broken skulls were sent flying. Before their skulls completely crumbled, they used their teeth to latch onto the trident wrists of the siren!
The sand and the sudden attack had slowed the siren sentinels' reaction. Hao Ren immediately led everyone forward. "Make it quick!"
A chaotic battle suddenly broke out. Ear-piercing screams and continuous explosions rang out in the narrow water circulation channel. Everyone knew that the sentries in other places had sounded the alarm, so they did not suppress the commotion this time. Instead, they went all out to end the battle!
The battle lasted for only a minute. The last siren shrieked and turned into bubbles under White Flame's sacred flames. The surrounding air was filled with scorching water and drifting fine sand. Only some of the sirens were captured by Hao Ren into his Dimensional Pocket. The rest of the guards were killed. This meant that they would soon be resurrected nearby, and a large number of sentinels would come to block the passage.
Most of the undead marines had been killed in battle, and only a few commanders were left behind. They no longer had the strength to lead the way. Their comrades and subordinates had turned into sand in the deep water channel, and they themselves had reached the end of their long service. After swimming for a short distance, the group stopped in the middle of the channel.
The last two allied soldiers were leaning against a nearby pipe, their bodies disintegrating uncontrollably. A captain clenched his fist and gestured as if he wanted to say something. Teuton activated his necromancy again, but this time even he could not decipher what the two disintegrating undead were thinking.
But Hao Ren quickly understood what he meant through his hand gesture.
He bent down and held the captain's hand. "You've won. The Germans are done for."
Then he turned to look at the last Soviet soldier next to him. "Leningrad has also been defended."
The two soldiers nodded in satisfaction, and disintegrated into yellow sand.
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