"Oh? Already gone? That's good......"

Lan Mu received the summons from the silver skull, and the corners of his stiff mouth smiled slightly.

In the past six hours, he didn't do nothing, creating a large number of undead to be distributed around the Golden City, seemingly patrolling, but in fact, he was secretly determining whether Fang Moqi and the others had left.

It wasn't that the giant silver skeleton hadn't seen them before, but had deliberately pretended not to see it and let them go.

It was a skeleton leader with a soul strength of up to one thousand, and the spirit scan also had a range of twenty meters, how could it be impossible to find Fang Moqi and them.

"Just go...... It's a pity that although there are many bones in Golden City, the amount of meat is too small...... If there is enough muscle tissue, I can make more powerful undead. ”

Lan Mu continued to immerse himself in research, and he excavated all the bones buried under the seven golden cities, and the number of corpses was as high as twenty-six thousand.

And that's not counting the few untreated mass graves on the edge of the Golden City, if you add those mass graves, there are about 100,000 corpses in the entire Aztlán!

But what's the use of more bones? Lan Mu doesn't pursue the Sea of Skulls too much, instead devoting himself to creating elite undead.

"The quality of these bones is still too poor, even if they are strengthened with the power of darkness, there is a limit......"

Lan Mu found that the silver skeleton was the limit of these bones, and the quality could not be improved, and in the end, no matter how strong it was, it could only increase in volume.

The bones used as raw materials are neither the bones of powerful creatures, nor are they magical materials.

A five-meter skeleton is the limit, and no matter how big it is, it is cumbersome, fragile and sluggish.

In comparison, the walking corpse has a broader evolutionary path, and its intelligence is significantly higher than that of skeletons.

When the soul strength is higher than fifty, side effects such as the mania of the walking corpse disappear. As the strength of the soul increases, the walking corpse becomes calmer.

It's a pity that there are too few corpses, Lan Mu only has one undead squire on hand, and the soul strength has been strengthened to one thousand by Lan Mu.

The Deadresome's spirit scan is a hundred meters, which is much higher than that of a Skeleton Commander of the same level.

The limitations of the skeleton's body were too great, and the soul strength of a thousand was only a scanning range of twenty meters, and this kind of growth made Lan Mu give up the study in disgust.

After the undeadpool devoured the corpses of Paul and Luther, a total of ten corpses were fused, and the muscle strength became tighter, and the body was already approaching Fang Moqi.

Because the body element does not increase according to the proportion, the further you go, the lower the strengthening range, so until now, Fang Moqi is still the strongest one among the people Lan Mu has seen.

However, the Deadlord does not rely on physical strength to fight, after all, Lan Mu gave him too high soul strength, so he is equivalent to giving the undead of the law system.

The dark power given by the blue herd in the body is conceived, and the undead can also use it itself, with skills such as manipulating dead corpses and corpse explosions.

"Stay here for seven days, become a human and leave......"

"Take some of the gold with you, and dispose of the undead when you leave......

Lan Mu discovered that the undead would evolve on their own, and some skeletons would plunder the soul fire of their dead companions to strengthen themselves, so he planned to deprive all the undead of their soul fire when he left.

"Next...... Collect all the souls......"

Lan Mu now has more than 5,000 undead on hand, and the rest is used to create skeletons and strengthen the undead.

But he only collected the souls of the dead inside the Golden City, and there were still seven or eight mass graves that he had not visited, and if he collected them all, there would be at least more than 70,000 souls that could be used.

"Before that, these five thousand will be absorbed first, and there may be surprises if they strengthen themselves."

Lan Mu slowly peeled off and sorted out the negative feelings in it, the number of five thousand dead souls, and the negative feelings in it were terrifyingly high, this was a big project.

By absorbing this ball of revenant souls alone, his soul strength would be as high as more than seven thousand.

If the entire Aztlan soul is absorbed in the future, his soul strength will be at least eighty thousand!

……

In a golden city on the edge, there is an ancient well of gold, on which except for the ropes, even the handles are made of gold.

There are many ants crawling on the rope, and this ancient rope is colorful and dilapidated, and it will not take many years to be completely corroded and broken by formic acid.

Suddenly! One hand pinched the rope, ripped it off, and quickly stuffed it into a golden water bottle.

Hundreds of ants were soaked in water, fluttering and struggling to escape the water in the bottle.

The rope was taken out and thrown away, and the ants were left in the water bottle, and the hand picked up a few ants and fed them directly to the mouth.

Eating ants was naturally Fang Moqi, who had re-entered the place of death alone, because he did not prepare enough food to come in, so he had to find food on his own.

The ants soaked in water, and after being eaten by him, they were still unsatisfied, and this point of ants was definitely not enough to stuff their teeth.

There is no food in Aztlán, and the others may starve to death, but Fang Moqi can't! In his eyes, there was food everywhere, and he didn't starve to death across the Sahara back then, so how could he starve to death in the underground of Mexico?

Mole crickets, earthworms, ants, rats, and small snakes were all eaten by him from various places.

There are places where he only needs to look at them to tell if there are animals hidden and if there are traces of insects.

These small animals are found by him to fill their stomachs and replenish the nutrients needed by their bodies.

"It's time to prepare some weapons......"

Fang Moqi shuttled around the Golden City and took a lot of gold artifacts in his hand.

spears, daggers, shields, bows and arrows......

He was even dressed in some Aztec clothing, chest pads, wrist pads, knee pads, open-toed shoes, and Aztec gold shorts......

After making sufficient preparations, he discredited and bypassed the large army of skeletons, traveling from one golden city to another.

Fang Moqi had to go through all seven golden cities, find out the terrain here, and be familiar with the roads.

Until he went around in a big circle and searched all the six golden cities, he didn't find Lan Mu's figure.

"He shouldn't be in the labyrinth, right? Could it be that he really died at the hands of the undead? ”

Fang Moqi had no choice but to turn around and go to Xivola in the very center.

He knew that the high priest should still be there, but he couldn't find Lan Mu, so he could only choose to touch the mold.

Soon he reached Sivola, lurking at the end of a golden roof, surrounded by ghostly fires that filled the eyes of the Skeleton Legion.

"At least five thousand skeletons......"

The lights they left at the pyramid are still there, as the only source of light, illuminating the pyramid.

A figure stood there, the king of the undead named Morogo.

He didn't know that it was Lan Mu, and when he saw Lan Mu, Lan Mu also discovered him.

Lan Mu didn't find out because of the spirit scan, he was concentrating on combing through the Revenant Ball, and he didn't let go of his spiritual power at all.

What was reported to him was the Skeleton Commander whose body had evolved into bone spurs, and although the Skeleton Commander only had a sensing range of twenty meters, it was distributed all over Sivola, which was enough to serve as an eyeliner.

"Huh? Fang Mozaki? He's back again? ”

"It's really uneasy......

Lan Mu stopped absorbing the revenant soul, at this moment his soul strength was five thousand, and his body did not move, and he found Fang Moqi four hundred meters away.

"He's the only one...... Understood, he came back to me specifically ......"

"Am I supposed to be moved? Or depressed? ”

Lan Mu sighed, although he didn't need to breathe at all, he still forced a sigh.

"Fortunately, I have already coped with it and prepared a doppelganger......"

Thinking of this, Lan Mu instructed a giant skeleton five meters tall to move an ice block from the pyramid.

When experimenting with the power of darkness before, Lan Mu found that the power of darkness could change the appearance of the walking corpse, so he spent a lot of time on plastic surgery, transforming the appearance of the undead into the appearance of Lan Mu, and changing into the Aztec national costume.

The giant skeleton lowered the ice cube to the golden altar under the pyramid, and Lan Mu floated over, melting the imprisoned ice.

After Fang Moqi found out, he immediately jumped close to the golden house, and unknowingly lurked seventy meters away from the pyramid.

He saw the Moro's every move, and then at the person in the ice, his eyes widened.

"Lan Mu!"

I saw that the unsealed 'Lan Mu' wanted to jump up from the altar, but he seemed to have been hit hard and fainted on the altar.

Of course, this was directed and acted by Lan Mu himself, but I saw him deliberately put his hand on the head of the undead and pretended.

"Three...... Two...... One ......"

Before Lan Mu could count to one, he saw that Fang Moqi really couldn't hold back and shot an arrow at him.

It's just that the arrow also has a grenade on it that is about to explode!

The arrows also fall at a tricky point, it is behind the 'Moro Song', so when it explodes, the 'Moro Song' will block most of the explosions and will not hurt the 'Blue Pasture'.

"That's pretty good...... Old Fang ......"

Lan Mu smiled secretly, pretending that some kind of ritual was carried out at a critical moment, and did not block the arrow.

The arrow exploded behind him, knocking him straight down.

Lan Mu took the opportunity to escape the restraints, ran down from the altar, and disappeared into the darkness as quickly as possible.

Before Fang Moqi could be happy, the voice of Moro Ge was drilled into his mind.

"Mole ants! You let go of my perfect body! ”

"Fart! That's my brother! Fang Moqi cursed, dodged an attack from the giant skeleton, turned around and wanted to run.

But he couldn't run away, and the cold snap came and froze him.

He shivered, and his body became unusually sluggish and stagnant.

The giant skeleton seized the opportunity to grab him and carried it towards the pyramid.

After being captured, Fang Moqi's body stiffened, his body was covered with a thin layer of frost, and he couldn't speak.

But in his mind, he could talk to Morogo.

"Damn! What a perfect body it was, with an amazing amount of life force in it, and as long as I occupied that body, I would become even stronger! ”

"You foolishly sabotage my ritual, you know what a sin you have committed!"

Fang Moqi sneered: "I'm willing!" Can you handle it? ”

"The immortal thing still wants to occupy my brother's body?"

Of course, it was Lan Mu who played Moroge, and he was so drunk when he saw that Fang Moqi had been captured and was so hard-mouthed.

So he said, "Ants! If I hadn't agreed to his deal, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

"That scumbag who doesn't keep his promise! I really regret forgiving you......"

Fang Moqi was stunned, and immediately made up for the battle between Lan Mu and Moroge after he fell unconscious.

With Lan Mu's strength, even if he can't win, he can definitely run away, but in order to save people, he made a deal with Moroge and let himself and the others go.

As a result, he came to save Lan Mu again, and now Lan Mu has run away, and he has fallen into the hands of the enemy again......

Why does it hurt so much!

Where does Fang Moqi know the truth, he can only rely on the information brain to make up for it.

Lan Mucai didn't care what he did, and after giving him the key information, he immediately imprisoned him inside the broken pyramid and sent a giant skeleton to guard it.

Just one sentence left.

"You're my important weight...... Ant! I'm looking forward to him coming to your rescue......"

"I'll be waiting here for him to throw himself into the net!"

"That perfect body will be mine!"

Fang Moqi was imprisoned in the dark pyramid, and a giant skeleton five meters tall was guarded by his side.

Reflecting Mo Luoge's words, he immediately became worried about Lan Mu again.

"Why did you come to save me again...... Brother Lan Mu......"

"You'd better not come......"