But this calm probably only lasted for the duration of burning one stick of incense. Xiao Buli saw several zombies cleaning up the battlefield, approaching the still-dying Serpent Demons to give them a final blow, especially in front of the green-hat monster, where most of the Serpent Demons had not yet taken their last breath. More than a dozen hideously ugly, massive creatures were gathered on an expanse of land that had been dyed green.
Suddenly, Xiao Buli felt a piercing roar next to his ear and looked instinctively toward the source of the sound. He saw an even older-looking Serpent Demon at the entrance of the cavern he had entered earlier, gaping and screaming miserably. Around Xiao Buli, the twenty-odd Serpent Demons had, unbeknownst to him, descended already; they were now surrounding twenty-odd stone statues near the path closest to the cave, and the trendous roaring that Xiao Buli heard was the vibration produced by their simultaneous screaming. Xiao Buli was sowhat puzzled for a mont, observing the actions of these Serpent Demons, which didn't seem like they intended to fight desperately. Were they using their voices to warn him?
But at a ti when all the Serpent Demons had been killed? It was too ridiculous. Because his True Yuan was too low, Xiao Buli didn't rush to get up and slay them. Instead, he sat on the ground and watched the changes, disbelieving that these slow-moving Serpent Demons could change the situation on the field in any way.
Suddenly those Serpent Demons simultaneously raised their sharp claws and plunged them into their own throats.
Mass suicide?? Too demoralized, right? Xiao Buli wondered in his heart. But the next second he suddenly exclaid, "Not good."
Xiao Buli suddenly realized that the bizarre actions of these Serpent Demons were all too akin to a ritual, a sacrificial ritual, and they themselves were the offerings. His conscious mind quickly directed the zombies to go and disrupt it, but it was still a step too late.
As the blood of these Serpent Demons flowed onto the ground beneath the stone statues, a huge magic formation suddenly appeared on the ground, with a curtain of blood-colored light rising.
Strange voices abruptly assaulted Xiao Buli's ears, sounding sowhat like the peculiar pronunciation of a person who was deaf. Because deaf people couldn't hear their own voices, even if they knew how to pronounce words, the sounds that landed in others' ears still felt odd. At this mont, Xiao Buli felt as if he was hearing such a voice.
He strained to discern the ssage conveyed by that voice.
"Unforgivable, you have hard the great children of the Snake God, injured the great descendants of the Barbarian Wilderness. You shall suffer the curse of the true god Amara and accept punishnt. Extend your hands and prepare to receive the punishnt of the Snake God; extend your neck and prepare to accept the executioner's blade. Your flesh and blood shall stain the land and forests red, and your soul shall endure the wrathful punishnt of the true god Amara, feeling the tornt of hellfire day and night."
This lengthy and abstruse declaration made Xiao Buli struggle to understand the gist. However, having played many gas, he knew that regardless of what was being said, the result was that a battle was imminent.
This realization sent Xiao Buli's heart sinking into the abyss. If it were his heyday, no matter whether he had triggered a dungeon or so other damned thing, he would have the confidence to fight. But now, looking at his situation, his True Yuan points were nearly depleted, less than half of his zombies were capable of real combat, and his most reliable pet still had no intention of coming out from whatever hole it had run into anyti soon.
However, things seed to be progressing entirely against his will. Just as Xiao Buli felt utterly at a loss, the magic formation had been activated. The stone statues in front of the Serpent Demons suddenly started to move—had the stone statues co to life?
The first thought in Xiao Buli's mind was: Could these stone statues be alive? Pausing to consider the stone statue guards and the Divine Dragon from the Immortal Realm, it wasn't hard for Xiao Buli to surmise as much. But on closer inspection, he was relieved; it didn't seem to be the stone statues' own will that they were moving, but rather the vines underneath their pedestals. The vines had suddenly grown thicker and lost their previously verdant hue, turning a shade of brownish-green, upon activation of the magic formation.
If it were just these vines, perhaps Xiao Buli wouldn't have been too concerned. After all, he had grappled with them upon his arrival at this place and knew their killing power wasn't that alarming.
With a plan in mind, Xiao Buli didn't rise to his feet but remained seated on the ground, hoping to seize every mont to recover his Physical Strength. He could have eaten sothing to recover, but after days of traveling through this prival forest, his food supply was almost exhausted. Moreover, he had no intention of eating any of the eerie Serpent Demons on the ground, so he decided to sit still and let the zombies take them on first.
As he was planning this, the zombies had already rushed forward. Although they were too late to stop the activation of the magic formation, it was still necessary to grapple with these vines.
The zombies, brandishing their sharp claws, reached out to grab the vines. The vines, which were previously just twining around the three-ter-tall stone statues, suddenly surged in size, shooting up to an approximate height of ten ters. The stone statues were invariably lifted aside, and the Iron Cor...
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