The cart that pulled the corpse was pushed into the gray smoke.

The white smoke caressed Vitruvius's body and did not make him feel any discomfort, which made his nervous mood relax a little.

Gradually, the wheels of the car stopped turning, and the cart came to rest in the thick smoke.

Moments later......

The wheels of the cart turned again, and it seemed that a new load-bearing monster was pulling the cart.

But in the thick fog, his vision was blocked, and he could barely see his fingers, and Vitruvius couldn't see what kind of monster was dragging the cart.

At this time, Vitruvius's eyes narrowed slightly, the opportunity to escape may be coming, but it is a pity that the exit of the thorn maze is still guarded by a large number of boar warriors, and the only chance for himself to escape is to disguise himself as a wild boar man, so he must successfully configure the Wild Boar Heart Blood Potion, but he has not yet found the most critical auxiliary medicinal materials for the configuration of the Boar Heart Blood Potion.

When the wheels of the car turned again, it only took a dozen breaths for the cart to be pulled out of the white fog that obscured the view.

One by one, the skeletons of the undead walking upright, stepped out of the smoke and took the place of the boar-man guards.

Three large undead crypt spiders also crawled out of the smoke, taking the place of the cart pig and pulling the heavy cart forward.

There were blue lanterns hanging around the cave, almost exactly like the one carried by the white-robed boar man, all of which were woven of bamboo, except that the small lantern held by the white-robed boar man emitted white smoke, but the small lantern here lit a pale bone joint, emitting a faint turquoise fire.

A turquoise ghostfire lantern illuminates the entire dark cave, making the cave appear more eerie, mysterious and evil.

This path seems to be the path of the dead.

If it weren't for the fact that Vitruvius was still breathing steadily and did not feel the slightest discomfort in his body, then he would even think that he had entered the Gate of the Two Realms and gone to the realm of the undead.

Vitruvius had been infused with the power of voluntary sacrifice, and he was fortunate enough to be pulled into the gate of the two realms for a moment, and he had actually been to the realm of the dead, and as soon as he entered it, his body would be spiritualized, and it would never be as unchanged as now.

Since this is not the real spirit world, are these walking undead bones summoned undead creatures?

Then there should be a powerful caster who has mastered the energy of death.

The white cloud of smoke did not follow the bones of the undead, it only lingered at the entrance of the fork in the left side, probably to prevent the boar knights from seeing the contents of the cloud smoke.

In this way, the existence of these undead is likely to be unknown even to the Boar Man Knight Legion!

……

Vitruvius was playing dead, but the undead skeletons didn't notice him......

Vitruvius squinted slightly, looking at the skeletons without even a nose, uh...... It is estimated that there is no smell function.

Their eyes danced with a faint green soul flame...... Soul, Eyes......

Ten of **, these skeletons also use his ghostly fire eyes to find enemies.

It can be deceived with just eyes......

A dozen carts full of boar man carcasses were pulled to an empty hall of bones.

A large number of white bone corpses were piled up into a mountain, and there was a white bone lotus platform burning with a raging ghost fire on the white bone corpse mountain, and the ghost fire on the white bone lotus platform was constantly absorbing the soul energy slowly released from the corpse mountain.

On both sides of the White Bone Lotus Platform were two skeleton mages wearing black-robed scriptures, holding a bone joint burning with ghost fire, and the soul fire in their eyes was breathtaking.

In the dark, the ghost fire on the White Bone Lotus Platform seemed to be in collusion with a great being, and that great existence absorbed power through the ghost fire on the White Bone Lotus Platform.

The two black-robed skeleton mages beside the lotus platform walked down from the corpse mountain, looking at the corpse corpses of the more than a dozen carts of wild boar people that had just been transported in, the originally calm soul fire in their gray eye sockets suddenly lit up, judging from the frequency of the soul fire jumping in their eye sockets, it was obvious that they were extremely satisfied with the number of corpses this time.

The two skeleton mages opened their skull mouths, and they were able to make a sound, and the strange and eerie words of the undead were muffled, which was obviously chanting a powerful spell.

As the chanting of the spell ended, the boar-man corpse beside Vitruvius suddenly opened its eyes, and its eyes were full of dark green ghostly fire.

The dead boar people stood up with a stagger.

Vitruvius followed suit and stood up.

The boar man corpse that stood up again, moving their stiff hands and feet, rolled off the cart containing the corpse.

After getting out of the cart, the dead boar people lined up and walked to the mountain where the corpses were piled up, and Vitruvius was also mixed in, although he also felt that he was a wolverine, standing upright and walking, which seemed a little weird, but now his first priority was not to pretend to be a wolverine, but to pretend to be a dead wolverine that could walk.

On top of that mountain of bones, in addition to the corpses of the boar people, there were also the corpses of other demonic beasts, so Vitruvius mixed in with it did not particularly attract the attention of these undead creatures and skeleton mages.

But Vitruvius had to do one thing, and that was that he must not look at these undead creatures and skeleton mages, and if he had to observe them, he could only squint and look out of the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, the dead bodies were all depressed when they moved, and none of the dead boar people held their heads high, including the long-haired boar man who was extremely capable of challenging the third order with the second order.

Vitruvius, like the carcasses of these boar men, climbed the mountain of bones.

Vitruvius had just climbed the mountain of corpses, and before he had taken two steps, he was suddenly shocked, and he almost wanted to lie down.

What shocked Vitruvius's spirit was an ordinary little white flower.

If this little white flower is placed outside, Vitruvius may not pay attention to it at all, because he has tasted too many similar small flowers along the way, and his medicinal properties and pharmacology are already clear to him.

And the root of this little white flower is actually rooted in a pale bone.

The purpose of Vitruvius' trip was to concoct the Boar's Heart Blood Potion and obtain the Boar Charge's spell-like skills, and he now had enough main materials - a heart filled with the blood of the second-order boar people, and the only material missing was an auxiliary herb that even he didn't know about that could allow his internal organs to absorb the power of the bloodline.

This little white flower, the growth environment is so weird, judging by the intuition of the disciple of the great witch doctor of Vitruvius, the ** of ten is the auxiliary medicinal material he is looking for.

How could Vitruvius let it go? But no, now all the corpses are climbing up the corpse mountain, why do you stop? Vitruvius could not stand alone, he could only be consistent with the vast number of walking dead, and regretfully gave up this little white flower.