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477: Chapter 457: The 3rd Disaster 477: Chapter 457: The 3rd Disaster The sudden death of the Wolf King brought this brief battle to an end, but it did not signify the end of everything.

Instead, this simply marked the start of a series of troubles and tasks.

In one corner of the ruins, a group of people were sketching and etching those murals, preparing to bring them back as intelligence.

Lu Ping’an didn’t consider himself so lucky to be the only one who knew about the existence of the prophecy…

but having “evidence” made it easier to convince others.

anwhile, at the place where the Wolf King fell, Lu Ping’an and his group were ticulously dissecting it.

At this mont, Lu Ping’an was holding a collarbone, slicing it into pieces, and then separating them.

After a while, these parts sprouted flesh buds, trying to find more components…

but in the end, due to the distance, they got nothing.

“Exactly as expected, it’s just a regular contamination mutation, only spreading by infection in this way .

.

.”

When they first saw the Wolf King and its undead army, many people were scared.

After all, the fear of death can be said to be a common trait of life.

These half-destroyed walking corpses are an eternal classic the in horror films.

But from the first glance, Lu Ping’an noticed sothing was wrong.

It …

this seemingly wise Wolf King, its body was not “clean.”

It didn’t look like a complete individual.

When looked at with Spirit Vision, there were too many “twists” and “individual entities” on its body, which instantly reminded Lu Ping’an of the man-faced tree he saw not long ago.

When the dissection was done and careful verification was conducted afterwards, their speculation beca a reality.

“It didn’t resurrect, but it rely lived again….”

This seemingly nonsensical remark actually made those who gathered around to research together including Miss Rou, the priests, and Guan Xinxian, all nod in agreent.

This seemingly absurd resurrection of the undead, is so simple that it’s not worth ntioning, it’s just pure “contamination mutation.”

Just as living people can be distorted by pollution, those “taboo items” are also products of pollution.

Inanimate objects can also be twisted…

just like the ground beneath our feet.

Comparatively, it’s more difficult and less “nutritious” to corrupt an inanimate object than a mortal, but theoretically, there’s no difficulty in mutation, it just needs a persistent high pollution environnt.

“In this world, is there any region whose degree of pollution is more outrageous than the land beneath our feet….”

After the initial shock, so people understood what the third picture ant.

In the end, when the entire underground has been polluted, the corpses buried underground will naturally gradually beco polluted and mutated, and then co to life again.

The land is polluted, how can everything soaking in the land escape.

Only the mutated flesh bodies resurrect.

The souls have long disappeared, but the key issue is not the principle, but the reality that has already happened.

What really terrifies those in the know, is the quantity, and the range…

“Your world has always observed burials in the earth, hasn’t it…” When Lu Ping’an asked, he already knew the answer, but he still needed to confirm whether the situation had deteriorated beyond repair.

“Of course, letting the body return to the embrace of Mother Earth, and allowing the soul to return to the sky and the gods, is our custom, and our unchanging tradition.”

The priests did not know the truth about Mother Earth.

When they spoke of their race’s tradition and inheritance, they were still full of pride.

Only a very few knew what “long-term burial in the earth” entailed.

“Promote cremation, everyone has a responsibility…” Lu Ping’an made a joke, but those in the know could not laugh.

The Holy Fla priests were a bit annoyed, feeling that the outsider was being disrespectful to their customs.

Lu Ping’an sighed and looked towards the murals that were being copied over there.

In reality, for mortals, the resurrection of countless bodies buried in the earth to form a large army is manageable.

The brief clash just now confird that their strength should be far lower than those present.

After all, they are rely mutated creatures whose physical bodies have revived.

Their strength will naturally decrease significantly once they are reduced to brittle bones…

Spiritual intelligence needs ti to accumulate, and newly born mutated magical beasts need ti to beco cunning and strong.

But so things will not disappear with ti…

Lu Ping’an looked at the mural because of the “resurrected Beast God”.

When he saw the skeletal Wolf King, he had already thought of the worst possibility.

Other Inford-persons, like Lady Catherine, were even paler, and things were not looking good at all.

Those dead god corpses, the remains of the hunted giant beasts bodies and bones, might also return to the surface, but the most deadly thing is still…

“…I heard, with Earth Sealing Skill, you sealed many ancient gods, monsters, and evil spirits underground?”

“Yes, this is our world’s proudest technique.

Many foreign visitors learn it from us as soon as they arrive.

Unfortunately, without the protection of the Seal Masters, they cannot use it completely even if they learn it.

In our world, outstanding seal masters can seal those difficult-to-kill demons underground through multiple seals.”

“Don’t underestimate the seal, we can let ti kill them.

At worst, we can weaken them to the point where they can’t harm others.

Occasionally so demons, evil gods, etc.

break free from the seals, but they don’t stir up any trouble.

They have already been weakened by ti.”

Lu Ping’an nodded, he felt a bit numb.

From what he could see from this world, there was a history of ten thousand years.

Then, who knows how many demon gods, evil gods, super monsters they had sealed underground.

If the ones rising now are just so dead n, then these supernatural warriors should be able to deal with them.

But if the ones rising are an army of ancient gods….

“Haha, truly a technique worthy of pride….impressive, invincible, I take my leave.”

After pondering for a bit, Lu Ping’an realized that this disaster might be more terrifying than all the previous ones combined.

Countless mutated demons or their corpses have been buried underground for who knows how many years, and those fallen, sealed god corpses.

Who knows how many monsters, demons, and ghosts would appear once they revive….Perhaps, this is the fundantal reason why the main gods unequivocally abandoned the world.

They know best what lies buried underground.

In his heart, Lu Ping’an scolded the suicidal tendencies of this world while also calculating the current disaster tiline given the current situation.

Seeing this, he also knew that this was probably a prophecy of the Sun God.

He didn’t think that this sort of thing was unique, but it did have a bit of a cheap legendary feeling of a doomsday hero inheriting ancient knowledge.

As for the seven diagrams, Lu Ping’an looked at them one after another, each one more ridiculous than the last.

But there was one piece of good news worth being delighted about.

“…

Now only so dead creatures have revived, without any eyewitness records of ancient gods reviving.

Therefore, we are probably just at the beginning of the Third Disaster.

From the drawings, we can probably stay until the start of the Fifth Disaster at most.

Then we must leave…”

By the ti the Fifth Disaster cos, it is not just a matter of carefulness that can keep you alive.

This is like sitting at ho and potentially falling into eternal sleep from an end-of-the-world catastrophe.

At this mont, Lu Ping’an held no more delusions.

These disasters are interconnected and guided by each other.

It’s utterly impossible to stop or avoid them.

“Your ‘Earth Sealing Skill’ is indeed worthy of pride at the technological level.

However, I guess by the ti we reach it, even if we could use it, it would probably beco the number one taboo in our world.”

Lu Ping’an sighed, and in the end, chose to speak a few superfluous words.

“Why?” The priest was sowhat puzzled, but Catherine had a difficult look on her face, her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

“Our planet’s ecology is quite fragile, it probably can’t handle this level of turmoil.

If there isn’t a sufficiently stable seal, the trouble sealed underground will burst out sooner or later, and by then it will be even harder to clean up.”

Lu Ping’an’s words seed like he was discussing his own world, but at certain levels, it was more of an implicit hint.

So still had a baffled expression, not understanding why this outsider was so interested in the Earth Sealing Skill.

So are full of pride, proud of their world’s vastness and profoundness, along with the great Earth God.

They laugh heartily for the technology and power bestowed by the Seal Master.

A few people, however, their faces changed drastically.

So had their mouths wide open, or were filled with disbelief.

People aren’t stupid, so have just taken for granted and have not thought about the implications.

When Lu Ping’an gave such a direct hint, in combination with their experiences and observations along the way, as well as the wall paintings that seem to prophesize disasters, they began to sense sothing was off.

Among them was a high-level priest, Captain Ben, and two high-level knights…Being knights, they were not as devout, their reliance on the gods stemd more from rationality.

They looked at Lu Ping’an, trying to get further confirmation.

Lu Ping’an did not disappoint them.

At this point, there is no aning in concealing anymore, it is necessary to allow more people to “awaken”.

Lu Ping’an pointed downward with his index finger, touching his own lips, making a hush gesture.

He isn’t as idealistic as the Shepherd Silver people, he does not have the ambition nor capacity to change the world.

But if it involves things and people right before his eyes, he can try to make changes.

“These knights aren’t bad, I should try to poach them when it’s ti.”

The “acknowledgent” from Lu Ping’an caused Captain Ben to collapse onto the ground.

His mouth opened wide, his lizard-like tongue protruding.

He was overwheld with fear and unrest, drawing the attention and misunderstanding of those around him.

What could possibly cause such an experienced knight to be so shaken?

He opened his mouth, planning to say sothing but at the next mont, seeing Lu Ping’an’s “be careful with your words” gesture, he sighed and decided to drop it.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m just losing strength….”

But the very next mont, his gaze turned to the entrance of the “God’s tomb”.

If all these guesses are true, as the apocalyptic scenes depicted in the wall paintings, It…It will surely crawl out sooner or later, causing deeper suffering to this world.

“…It’s so close to the Schlei Domain.

No, it must be destroyed.”

At this mont, this old knight is still trying to save his world.

Perhaps, he has not yet read the truly despairing future depicted in those paintings.

And this scene made Lu Ping’an nod his head.

He might not be able to sacrifice himself for others, but he respects those who can.

“We should go in now, so things must be faced.”

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