Lan Mu walked up the ice stairs to the top of the pyramid, sensing everything that was happening outside.
Seeing the group of people biting each other like dogs, he casually used the power of darkness to turn the two dead mercenaries into undead creatures.
His appearance as an Aztec shaman was enough to scare everyone.
After all, this was a civilization that had been destroyed for several hundred years, where would an Aztec come from in an abandoned underground ruin?
The existence of Golden City had already shocked the world, exuding mystery and disbelief everywhere, so everyone's first reaction when they saw the people walking out of the pyramid was fear.
Especially when the dead mercenaries turned into undead creatures, biting their former companions while their bullets were blocked by ice armor, this supernatural phenomenon became even more mysterious and eerie in this situation.
"Vengeful spirits of the dead … corpses buried deep in the ground …"
Lan Mu had already noticed the countless corpses lying under the golden plates on the ground. Beneath their feet, there used to be a pit filled with tens of thousands of people!
With a wave of his hand, the power of darkness drilled into the ground, only a tiny bit was needed for each corpse.
The corpses were piled up together, covering several hundred square meters, at least 3000 dead slaves.
The power of darkness was hidden inside the corpses, which could be modified with a single thought.
But Lan Mu was experimenting with other ways to use it, giving the power of darkness various orders.
After experimenting with several different orders, one of them finally took effect.
His mental power gave off a unique fluctuation that was transmitted to the corpses. As soon as the power of darkness received it, some sort of special effect caused the corpses to explode.
The power of the explosion was extraordinary, at the same time, it spread the mental power fluctuation to the other corpses nearby.
For a short while, the explosions continued to spread, one after another. The accumulated explosions even lifted up the golden floor, causing a foul stench to spread everywhere.
Luther was currently pulling Alain away, while Paul was also holding onto Alain tightly as they ran.
Paul shouted: "Luther! What's an anomaly? "
Luther didn't even look at him and instead turned back to look at Lan Mu while running, sweating profusely.
"It's none of your business! Fuck, I thought there would at most be an Alpha anomaly, I didn't think there would be such a powerful anomaly! "
"It's in human form!"
"Controlling the dead, and frost … It's at least Beta rank!"
Paul and Alain were confused. Paul asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Faber! I'll run then! If you don't run, then die here! Don't drag me down! " Luther was in an extremely bad mood, but he still held onto Alain. In his heart, Alain was much more important than Paul!
Paul was furious when he heard that. He grabbed Alain and stopped running.
He roared, "What do you mean? You want to betray me too? Don't forget who was the one who paid off your debt and gave you a high-class life! "
Luther looked at Paul with disdain and said, "Do you really think I was a destitute hooligan back then?"
"If your family didn't have information about a mysterious treasure trove that might contain anomalies, would I have been sent to infiltrate your organization?"
"In my eyes, what is the Gates family? Nothing but ignorant weaklings! "
Paul looked at Luther in shock. This was his most capable subordinate, someone he once regarded as his confidant, so he didn't think he would speak such vulgar words.
In that moment of delay, the metal floor beneath their feet suddenly exploded, sending out a wave of foul air that blew them away.
The explosion didn't stop, causing a series of muffled noises to echo from below.
"Boom boom boom!"
"What's going on? The Aztecs buried explosives underground? "Paul felt even more incredulous, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.
However, an even more horrifying sound could be heard. The hole that was created by the explosion seemed to be a deep pit, as strange noises that caused one's scalp to go numb echoed from within.
"Crack crack …"
"Kekeke …"
This was the sound of bone rubbing against bone …
Suddenly, a skeletal arm reached out, followed by a dozen more, then over 20 skeletal arms!
Under everyone's horrified gazes, the pale white skeletons rushed out of the hole and crawled out.
Over the long period of time, the corpses of the slaves had long decayed. These slaves didn't have complete corpses before they died, and after turning into undead creatures, they became even more grotesque.
Some of the skeletons had other people's bones on them, while others were still crawling with half their bodies missing. Some of the skeletons were grouped together, with several heads on their bodies.
They all had a common characteristic, which was that their eyes emitted green will-o '-the-wisps.
"Skeletons? How can this be … "
Paul looked fearfully at the skeletons that were crawling up shoulder to shoulder. He didn't care about arguing, and immediately ran away.
Lan Mu saw everything and stared at Luther's figure with interest.
"Is this person an undercover agent from CANC? That organization also has spies in the Gates family? "
"Bai Ze said that the organization has a huge influence in America. It seems like he wasn't lying."
"He actually followed Paul into Aztlan, but it seems like there's only one person …"
Lan Mu's will covered a radius of more than two hundred meters. All the skeletons and undead creatures expressed their allegiance to Lan Mu through their spiritual connection.
As the creator of the undead creatures, Lan Mu's rank was many times higher than these skeletons. His orders were the iron law.
With a thought, the skeleton army was under his control, and they continued to chase after Paul and the rest.
"Other than these few people, kill all the living people in Aztlan."
Lan Mu sent the skeleton army the faces of Fang Moqi, Nedre, Dungar, and Alain. Even if the skeletons were beaten to a pulp, they wouldn't hurt them.
A total of more than two thousand skeletons crawled out from the ground. Paul and the rest ran for their lives like stray dogs.
As long as they turned their heads, they could see the dense green will-o '-the-wisps in the darkness. Those were the skeletons' eyes.
Four skeletons in golden armor also joined the battle. They rushed down the pyramid and went straight for the mercenary leader.
The leader fired at the skeletons, and the bullets tore apart a few skeletons' bones.
However, there were too many skeletons. Another four skeletons in golden armor rushed over. The leader threw down two grenades and ran for his life.
Unexpectedly, two of his mercenaries who were bitten to death suddenly went berserk. One grabbed his leg and bit, while the other pounced on him and gnawed.
"Ahhh! No … "
The leader was caught off guard. He didn't expect the two dead people to jump up and bite him.
Soon, he was bitten into a bloody mess. It had to be said that the undead's combat power was much stronger than the skeletons. Their agility and strength were similar to when they were alive. Most importantly, they didn't fear death.
The grenades exploded, and a large number of skeletons were blown to pieces. The two undead were also blown away. The leader died without any hesitation.
The two undead wobbled and got up. As long as their heads weren't blown up, they wouldn't die.
There was flesh and blood everywhere on the ground. They rushed up and nibbled on it excitedly.
Lan Mu walked down the pyramid indifferently. He looked indifferently at Paul's group fighting and retreating. Bullets and grenades flew everywhere. The skeletons were easily destroyed. Even if they caught up, they couldn't cause fatal damage. Whether it was strength or defense, they were much worse than humans.
"The skeletons are still too weak …"
At this time, he noticed that the two undead had swallowed three mercenaries' corpses and had become much stronger.
So with a thought, he let the two mercenaries' undead that followed him at the beginning come over to die and let them eat.
Under the pressure of the spiritual level, the undead were swallowed without any resistance. Their soul fire was also absorbed and merged.
"You! Eat him! "
Lan Mu saw the undead growing in the swallowing process and continued to deepen the experiment.
When the last undead was swallowed, there was only one strong undead left. Its stomach was bloated beyond recognition. There was a large amount of undigested food inside. Its stomach was bursting open, revealing sticky blood.
Lan Mu noticed that the undead's soul strength was 7. After searching for food without any results, it automatically turned its attention to the skeletons.
There were at least fifty skeletons that had been destroyed by the guns and grenades. The ground was littered with bone fragments that had faint will-o '-the-wisps floating above them, and they were quickly disappearing.
The undead rushed up and started to absorb the ghost fire scattered on the ground. That was the soul fire of the skeletons.
After absorbing and swallowing, its soul strength reached 60!
It was no longer an ordinary undead. It had normal human thinking and learning ability.
"It's not a ghoul. Is it because it didn't swallow enough? Or is it because the soul strength is too high that it became an undead servant? "
Lan Mu's concept of liches and undead all came from the super USB drive. He could only make guesses for now.
"The skeletons are really too weak. They should be able to undergo fusion and strengthening …"
Lan Mu began to let the hundreds of skeletons nearby stop chasing and gather together to swallow each other.
However, Lan Mu was depressed. The skeletons fought like a joke. They collided, collided, and smashed …
They were competing to see whose bones were harder! Who had more bones! Whoever's bones were broken first would be defeated!
The broken skeletons were trampled on by the newcomers. The skeletons that had just defeated other skeletons were drowned by more skeletons.
The scattered soul fire could also be absorbed by the other skeletons. They continued to grow and were swarmed and killed. They grew and were killed again.
Lan Mu, who couldn't stand it anymore, directly called for a stop. He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual power and chose the skeleton with the strongest soul.
"This soul strength has reached 13, then …"
"Frost Bone Crusher!"
A powerful cold current swept through hundreds of skeletons. Those fragile bones were wrapped in frost.
"Kacha … Creak … Bang! Bang! Bang! "
The bones were frozen and shattered! They scattered into a pile of slag.
The soul fire floated on the ground. With Lan Mu's permission, the selected skeleton excitedly pounced on it and began to absorb it wantonly.
Thus, a large skeleton with a soul strength of 500 appeared.
He consciously picked up some bones and put them on his body. His body naturally produced the power of darkness, gluing and piecing together a large number of white bones.
He was two meters tall, and his bones were dense, different from the other skeletons' pale bodies.
His bones were bright silver, smooth and full of metallic luster. The soul fire was also more lush.
He even picked up the submachine gun and fiddled with it …
"Learning ability is related to soul strength … But a silver skeleton using guns is so strange …"
Lan Mu was just casually complaining. Who knew that the skeleton immediately threw away the gun and surrendered to Lan Mu.
"If master doesn't like it, I can use the golden spear."
The answer of the silver skeleton was transmitted to Lan Mu through the spiritual link. A soul strength of 500 was indeed different, but it seemed to belong to the class ruled by Lan Mu.
"Your mission is to hunt down the previous group of people. I don't care what method you use, I only want the results."
After listening to Lan Mu's words, the silver skeleton picked up the golden armor and golden spear, put them on, and strode toward Paul and the others.
"As you wish! Master! "
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