Chapter 518: Mass Graves

Han Bing stared fiercely at the golden giant's face: "However, if you want to force me, kill a few people by the way, I don't care." As he spoke, the short knife in his hand hit the golden giant's throat again.

The golden giant stared at the ice and did not speak.

The short knife in Ice's hand had pierced the skin of the golden giant's throat.

Bright red blood seeped out at once.

The golden giant glared fiercely at the ice, and the sweat on his forehead trickled down. He was originally a tall and mighty golden giant, and his dazzling yellow light was enough to dazzle the world. But now, the yellow light has faded, his body has shrunk suddenly, and he is no different from ordinary people.

Han Bing may not know that the golden giant is actually inferior.

His master gave him a tall and majestic body and a dazzling golden color, in order to deter the invading enemy.

But now, his camouflage illusion has been discovered by his opponent. He had become a spiritual power cultivator in the Spirit Realm, and under the powerful pressure of the seventh level of the Spirit Realm of Han Bing, he had no power to fight back at all.

Although he was lucky enough to control the Turtle Master. But Han Bing didn't go to save the Turtle Master, but came to kill him!

The golden giant sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

The master had already come to the Golden Valley, but he was reluctant to come to his rescue! Could it be that the master no longer cared about his life or death? He knew that all the golden guards here, as well as the white giant, including himself, were actually captives captured by the master from the well! The master's supernatural powers, these captives transformed into golden guards, golden giants, white giants. If the divine power bestowed by the owner disappears, they will return to their original form. He always imagines himself as a golden giant in an illusion. His self-confidence has swelled to the extreme. He's the Golden Giant, and he's almost forgotten who he really is.

Looking at the knife in Han Bing's hand, the golden giant suddenly woke up from his fantasy.

"Gold and silver are only valuable when they are returned to the hands of people!" Han Bing sighed and said slowly: "You and I are both human beings, why do you want to stay in this dark dry well?"

The golden giant slowly opened his eyes and said in a daze: "What do you mean......"

"What do I mean, you still don't understand?" Han Bing sighed, "If you and I join forces, you will not only be free from the slavery of your master, but you will also have access to countless gold and silver treasures. Why did you give up on this great thing?"

"I'm ......" The golden giant's eyes widened and he looked at the ice in surprise.

Han Bing smiled: "Although you hurt my companion, I am not to blame for the past. If we join forces and get the golden key, then you can take as much gold and silver treasure here as you want. ”

"Treasure of gold and silver...... I can take as much as I want?" the golden giant looked at the cold ice with a shocked expression.

Han Bing nodded: "I am the general of the Great Chu Empire, and it is difficult to chase after me in one word!"

The golden giant stared at his eyes, as if he saw gold everywhere and silver everywhere. Before he was plundered here, he was actually a child of a poor family. He had no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and struggled on the brink of death all day long. Of the seven siblings in the family, five died of starvation. He was a great blessing in the midst of misfortune. He knew that sooner or later, he, like his dead brothers and sisters, would be pulled out by the people of the village and buried in the wilderness. His fear was numb! He often imagined what it would be like when he died. One night, he was so hungry that he snuck out of the village.

He's leaving!

Instead of starving to death, it is better to go to the capital and steal it. Even if you steal a bite to eat, and then be caught and beheaded by the soldiers, it is better than starving in the village.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, the old man who kept vigil found him.

"The little barbarian wants to run away...... The little barbarian wants to run away......" the old man of the night watch shouted as he struck the gong.

He ran wildly down the rough path, occasionally looking back at the torches that were lit in the village.

The village chief was an elderly thin old man, he was holding a dry tobacco pouch in his hand, and he was already sweating profusely: "The emperor is newly mourned, if that little barbarian runs to the capital to steal, it will affect the whole village...... Endure it for a few more days, and the relief food above will come down...... At this critical moment, there must be no chaos...... We must get that little brute back...... I will see men in life, and corpses in death......"

The village chief waved a long dry tobacco pouch and shouted to several tall villagers.

Dozens of villagers, armed with sticks and torches, chased after them.

He ran deep and shallow, and in a panic, he ran into a mass grave.

"Little barbarian...... Entered the mass grave ......"

"Stop chasing, enter the mass grave, that kid still has a way to live?"

"The village chief said that we want to see people in life and corpses in death, how can we explain when we go back?"

"The mass grave is a forbidden place! Don't talk about us, even if the village chief comes, he will also retreat in disgrace......

......

The voices grew farther away, and the light of the torches became smaller and smaller.

He poked his head out from behind a tall stone tablet and let out a long sigh of relief.

The sky is hung with half a hairy moon.

He bent over his waist and came out of the mass grave.

The bleak moonlight painted everything around him with a strange color.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew over.

The grass toppled to the side, and the wind carried a chill to the bone.

He shivered and got goosebumps all over his body.

He suddenly remembered the legend of the mass grave.

The mass grave, in the minds of the villagers, is an ominous place. Legend has it that all buried here are the corpses of the "Rubik's Cube Army" of the Great Zhao Empire.

The Rubik's Cube Army is the symbol of the Great Zhao Empire. Legend has it that the Rubik's Cube army, with only 50,000 people, once beat the millions of wolf-like troops of the Great Yin Empire. The members of the Rubik's Cube Army are not only invasive with swords, but also can sleepless, eat or drink when fighting. This invincible Rubik's Cube Army, at the peak of its glory, suddenly declined. Even the commander of the Rubik's Cube Army, Prince Luo of Da Zhao, was also wiped out. I heard that all the people buried in this mass grave were members of the former Rubik's Cube Army.

I heard from the adults that there is a lot of evil here. Whether it is a human or an animal, if you enter a mass grave, you will definitely die.

The thought of this made his heart pound.

The cold wind just now came very suddenly, and it was only a moment before the wind stopped!

He dared to look around. Everywhere there were overturned weeds, and there were tombstones of varying heights everywhere. Suddenly, he was frightened by a new grave not far away.

The high raised tomb, the new loess, the brand-new tombstone, the vermilion characters on the tombstone, are still bright and dazzling!

In the hazy moonlight, I couldn't see the words on the tombstone, and everywhere I could see, it was only blood red......

(End of chapter)