Song Luo looked straight at the sky and suddenly felt a strange wave, which seemed to come from underground.
"That's right, tombs are all buried in the ground."
Song Luo suddenly thought of a key point.
After all, this is the secret place of the royal mausoleum, and the royal mausoleum is also a kind of tomb, so it is naturally buried underground.
What an idiot! Why did you only think of it now?
Dig directly?
Song Luo thought about it and started digging. The soil was quite hard, but it was not a difficult task for Song Luo. His speed was just about the same as that of an ordinary person.
Tsk.
After Song Luo pondered for a moment, he suddenly discovered that some skeletons seemed to be surrounding and killing the soldiers of the United States, and he immediately came up with a good idea.
The next moment, Song Luo's figure disappeared here, as fast as the wind, making it impossible to see clearly.
…
A group of American soldiers were running wildly at the end of the road, followed by a complete team of skeletons, with bows and arrows drawn, as if they wanted to shoot them.
The reason they gathered together was simply because they were weak.
The stronger the spiritual energy fluctuations, the more likely they are to act alone, but for ordinary people, they can appear in groups in secret realms.
The secret realm is more inclined towards the original creatures in the secret realm.
The skeletons need to hunt humans to replenish their numbers, so they will naturally separate the strong ones to make it easier to surround and kill them, and gather the weak ones to avoid the trouble of searching.
This is how it is, so these soldiers from the United States were randomly assigned together.
"ah!"
Soldiers kept screaming and falling to the ground, not breathing, which made the other soldiers feel extremely panicked.
It’s not that skeletons enjoy the thrill of hunting, but the more fear they are before they die, the more energy they can obtain after transforming into skeletons, and the stronger they will be.
That's why the skeletons were so slow and only shot someone after a while.
In this way, fear will spread among them and the skeletons can maximize their interests.
"Holy shit, we can't keep running like this. Those monsters are clearly treating us like rats and playing tricks on us. We'll never get away!"
A black man couldn't help but yell, his entire body trembling with extreme fear. He had had enough of this oppressive atmosphere and couldn't help but yell, "We're all going to die sooner or later, so why not fight these monsters? If we win, we can live!"
The black man's voice ignited the passion of everyone in the team. They were unwilling to escape like this and be shot to death, so they turned around, pulled the trigger, and planned to fight to the death.
Bullets rained down quickly, but to no avail.
For those second-level monsters, the bullets will also get stuck in the bones, causing some dents and debris.
As for the third-level monsters, their bullets had no effect at all. Their bones were like a solid wall of iron and steel, and it seemed that no weapon could penetrate them.
Seeing this, the soldiers looked desperate and were about to be killed when they suddenly noticed snowflakes falling from the sky.
snowflake?
The soldiers were a little confused and looked up, only to see an Asian face appear in their sight.
"Song! It's Mr. Song from Xia Country!"
In the team, a white man suddenly shouted in surprise.
After all, Song Luo was the first high-level transcendent to rush to this place to provide assistance, and he was also the provider of information. There were also people in the U.S. army who knew what Song Luo looked like.
However, they did not care too much about it. In their daily conversations, they even looked down on these extraordinary people who were not from the United States.
But now, Song Luo is simply their savior!
Fortunately, Mr. Song also noticed their figures, but in just a breath, all the skeletons chasing them turned into ice sculptures.
This scene shocked the soldiers so much that they were speechless.
Everything needs comparison to show the difference.
If Song Luo appeared and directly destroyed these skeletons, then these American soldiers would naturally not feel Song Luo's strength, and would only think that any high-level transcendent could do the same.
Only after they trembled with these skeletons and understood their level, could Song Luo's appearance appear more powerful.
"Mr. Song."
The surrounding American soldiers came over in awe and looked at Song Luo, their eyes full of awe, as if they had found their backbone.
In this situation, they no longer care about nationality. The one who can lead them to survive is the real captain.
Song Luo counted the number of people and couldn't help but sigh.
There are only twelve people.
If I had come faster, there would probably be eighteen or nineteen people, or even twenty.
"Come with me."
Song Luo glanced around and spoke calmly.
These soldiers didn't understand why, but under the current circumstances, they had no choice but to follow Song Luo.
Along the way, several soldiers seemed to want to get close to Song Luo, but they were all ruthlessly rejected by Song Luo. After walking for more than ten minutes, they finally arrived at a place.
What comes into view is a pit.
That’s right, a pit.
Huh? Why is there a pit here?
A few people couldn't help but stretch their necks and look down, only to find that there were several comrades like them digging down, and they looked very struggling.
Around the pit, there is a soft clay doll that seems to be guarding them.
"Each of you go over there and get a skeleton's weapon, then go down and dig in the dirt."
Song Luo didn't hesitate at all. He pointed to a pile of weapons not far away and said calmly, "The clay doll will protect your safety."
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