"You mean, these zombies are controlled by someone?"
When Big Beard and the others heard this, their hearts skipped a beat.
If they were just ordinary zombies, they would have a way to deal with them, and they could avoid them with little tricks.
I'm afraid someone is controlling the zombies, targeting them and launching an attack.
The other party hides in the dark and controls these monsters who know no pain or fear, which is extremely detrimental to Big Beard and others.
If you are not careful during the battle, you may detonate energy turbulence and take your life.
If you trade a dozen zombies for one of their lives, you will definitely not suffer a loss.
At this moment, the monks sincerely hope that the other party is really a friend rather than an enemy.
When he was observing carefully, he saw a tall figure walking out from the group of corpses in front of him.
He was wearing iron armor and holding a big knife in his hand, exuding a strange fishy smell.
Like a black tower, it appeared in front of everyone.
Compared with other zombies, the monster in front of me is obviously stronger.
That ferocious aura can be clearly felt even from a long distance away.
Big Beard and the others were wary and stared at each other closely, fearing that the other party would attack.
As a result, at this moment, the iron tower-like monster was seen rising a little higher again.
Everyone was startled and subconsciously drew their weapons.
But I heard a burst of laughter, with a bit of ridicule and mischief.
Then he saw a child in green standing on the shoulders of the giant zombie.
The child's clothes are very similar to those of the zombies, and they clearly look much older.
Its appearance is equally strange, its skin is extremely pale, and only its cheeks and mouth are bright red.
"Hehehe, you cowards..."
The little zombie stretched out his hand and pointed at the bearded man and the others, his tone full of ridicule.
"Whose kid are you from? Why are you here?"
A monk gritted his teeth and asked the little zombie.
"Of course it's to avoid the reapers. It's such a no-brainer."
The little zombie sat on the shoulders of the big zombie, hugged his arms and said, his voice was very sharp.
The bearded man and the others looked at each other, feeling a little surprised in their hearts.
They now suspect that they have met other surviving monks, and these zombies were refined by them.
Including the little zombie in front of you, they are also controlled by the other party.
"Does this little guy like you have a master?"
The monk looked at the little zombie and asked again.
"Another stupid question. If I don't have a master, wouldn't I starve to death?"
The little zombie sounded a little impatient. He looked at the bearded people and others and pointed at them one by one.
"Follow me and don't fall behind, otherwise these guys will treat you as food."
While the little zombie was talking, the giant zombie at his feet slowly turned around and walked slowly into the black mist ahead.
"Hurry up and follow."
At this moment, Big Beard and the others had no choice at all. They had to follow if they wanted to survive.
Although they are all monks, walking among a bunch of zombies of unknown age still makes people feel creepy.
During the march, these zombies stared at the monks, as if they wanted to eat people.
Going deep into the black fog, you can see more zombies, standing quietly at the bottom of the abyss crack.
This scene made everyone's hearts tremble with fear.
After walking for nearly a kilometer, they saw an upward sloping passage on the stone wall in front of them.
The little zombie riding the giant zombie walked up to this passage and waved to everyone again.
"You little devil, where exactly are you taking us?"
Now that the situation is unclear, it is natural to ask more questions, and maybe we can get some useful information.
"You are really annoying. If you don't dare to go, then don't follow me."
The little zombie didn't even look back and said in a sinister tone.
The giant zombie at his feet turned its head at the same time, opened its mouth and let out a low roar.
It seemed that he was taking the place of the little zombie, venting his dissatisfaction and issuing a warning to the monks.
"If I say less, can I choke you to death?"
The bearded man looked at his companion and said in a dissatisfied tone.
"hehe……"
The monk who was scolded burst out laughing, but stopped talking.
The weird little zombie in front of them is the key to their escape, and they must not be offended too much.
Just shut your mouth and go on your way silently.
You must be careful when traveling on the road above this crack, otherwise you may fall.
Although the monks are not weak in strength, the environment at the bottom of the crack is special, and if you fall, you may really have a narrow escape.
Fortunately, as long as you are careful, there should be no accidents.
After walking for nearly an hour, piles of stone bricks appeared on the cliff at the end of the road.
These are obviously man-made traces. Just looking at the appearance of the stone bricks, it is true that they have been there for many years.
"This is...an ancient tomb?"
The bearded man frowned and looked at the half-collapsed entrance, already having a guess in his mind.
"It is indeed an ancient tomb, but it is a bit unreasonable to be buried so deep."
The companion next to him said, full of doubts in his heart.
Even though the world has changed forever, what kind of ancient tomb would be buried more than ten kilometers underground?
I have doubts in my heart, but I can't ask the little zombie yet, otherwise I will definitely be ridiculed by the other party.
The little zombie must be far older than them, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is an ancestor.
But even so, being scolded by the other party still makes people feel uncomfortable.
Now we can only continue to observe, look for possible clues, and then make further plans.
Sure enough, as everyone expected, the little zombie led the monks into the stone tomb passage.
Because it has been ventilated for a long time, there is no weird smell in this passage.
There are reliefs and murals on the stone walls along the way, as well as strange words that are simply incomprehensible.
Various abnormal situations made the monks feel more and more uneasy. They always felt that this special ancient tomb was full of weird atmosphere.
After traveling some distance, the front suddenly opened up, covering an area of probably tens of thousands square meters.
Huge columns support the cave above the head to prevent it from collapsing due to too much space.
On these stone pillars, various monsters and mysterious and obscure runes are carved.
What shocked Big Beard and others was that there were countless figures lined up in this huge space.
They were wearing uniform robes and holding various items in their hands, as if participating in some mysterious ceremony.
It's just that because of the age, all the clothes and items are in tatters and can even be said to be in a state of decay.
Just by looking at the air, you can tell that these figures are all corpses that have been dead for an unknown period of time.
Seeing such a weird scene, everyone's scalp went numb.
"What is going on? Why are there so many corpses in this ancient tomb?"
Big Beard and the others murmured to themselves, looking at the little zombie walking in front, and they couldn't help but become more and more wary.
"You guys, you guys are just dilly-dallying all the way, can you go faster?"
The little zombie turned around, shouted to everyone, and then walked into a huge bronze door in front of him.
Seeing this, Big Beard and the others could only bite the bullet and pass through the dense corpses around them.
Unexpectedly, after entering the bronze gate, the gloomy darkness inside the ancient tomb disappeared in an instant.
What replaced it was a bright light that made people's eyes brighter.
Countless survivors and monks live leisurely in the village behind the bronze gate.