Chapter 170, Corpse Mountain

Time flew by, and when Sarufar led the vanguard into the great hive inside the temple, his instincts for decades of war told him that everything was going too well.

Unlike the imaginary sea of worms, as the army deepens, there are fewer and fewer worms around. []

It's simply not possible

As the base camp of the Qila Worm people, how can they only have this little strength after thousands of years of recuperation?

Underground, it was a huge crypt twenty meters high and ten meters wide, but the guards in this crypt were some basically unorganized stragglers, and they couldn't even block half of the passage.

Could it be that the Worm army has all retreated to the depths of the hive? Or was it already moved elsewhere before the coalition attack?

Sarufar knew that this was not a reasonable explanation, and that what he was facing today was probably an outcome that everyone expected.

"Scouts, go find your way." Sarufar sent a large number of scouts to scout the enemy, while cautiously ordering his troops to slow down.

An ominous premonition flooded his mind, and this keen instinct saved his life many times.

Half an hour later, the army had advanced about three kilometers, and in the winding worm-nest tunnels, an oppressive atmosphere enveloped every soldier.

Since twenty minutes ago, no new enemies have been encountered, and at this moment, the entire hive has been explored by two-thirds of the way, and the army encountered is less than 10,000.

It is conservatively estimated that there should be at least a million worm troops in Angela, and counting the enemies encountered on the periphery of the temple, it is only less than 100,000 destroyed at this time.

So what is left...... Where is it?

"General, the scout is back."

A troll thief ran back to the group at breakneck speed.

"Report to the General, the corpse of the insect man was found a kilometer away." He said as he wiped it.

"Corpses?" Sarufar fell into deep thought.

Your own army has just arrived here, but the enemy has already turned into dead corpses? Could it be that the worms are fighting in the house?

Just kidding, if you want to talk about unity, no race can compare with the worms, because their ordinary soldiers don't even have self-will, where does the inner bar come from?

Sarufar eventually decided to go over and check the situation.

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The air was filled with a sour smell, the ground beneath his feet was disgusting, and the walls were lined with large beetles glowing from their bellies, casting a dim glow on the cave.

When fighting with the enemy, they don't pay attention, and when there is no enemy, they have to walk in this environment for a long time, and the soldiers are all irrepressibly afraid.

Thankfully, the distance wasn't too long to bear, and finally, the army came near the pile of corpses.

It was a two-meter-tall, double-crusted, hard-shelled insect that seemed to belong to the same species as Rajax, and this elite insect man could almost be a hundred.

But at this time, they fell to the ground like pinched cans, as if the internal organs had been emptied, and the carapace was shriveled together.

"General, it's like they've been drained of their life energy by magic." A chinless necromancer said with a leaky mouth.

"You're saying there's some powerful warlock who has sucked their lives?" Sarufar hates the undead as much as any normal person, but he has to admit that the tribe needs their strength.

"Perhaps...... Is it a group? The necromancer looked at the hundreds of corpses and said with some hesitation.

Warlocks believe in the power of demons, which is contrary to the beliefs of the Zermen, although they are equally evil, but there is an essential difference between the ancient gods and demons, and it is impossible for Warlocks to appear in the camp of the Zermen.

Sarufar seemed to have noticed something, and he kicked a shriveled corpse away.

At the bottom of the corpse, on the ground of the hive, there was a small, inconspicuous hole, the size of a fist.

"Inspect the ground carefully." Sarufar frowned and immediately ordered.

As the soldiers examined, hundreds of small holes were exposed to everyone's field of vision.

It's like ...... Something came out of the ground and went back in.

One of the soldiers knelt down, and he bowed his head, curiously pressing his eyes to the small hole to see what was inside.

He tried to stay close to the ground, but it was too dark to see anything.

He moved the torch and aimed the light at the small hole.

And he saw it...... Across the fist-sized cavern...... It's another eyeball

"Ahhhh

Something in the shape of a strip pierced his pupils, burrowed into his brain, and then flipped off his skull, and blood came out.

With brains and blood splattering everywhere, an eyeball, a slender eye like a snail's tentacle, stared gloomily at the surrounding scene......

"Monsters"

The terrifying sight stunned the surrounding soldiers, and one of the recruits let out an uncontrollable scream.

So, the eyeball found its target.

It stretched out suddenly, and moved to the recruit, meeting his eyes.

The staring lasted for three seconds, and the soldier's body looked shriveled and finally collapsed to the ground.

His death...... Same with those zerg soldiers.

"Kill it"

A warrior roared and swung his axe, slicing into the slender eyeball tentacles.

"Stop" Sarufar awoke from his musings, shouting to stop the soldier.

However, it was already too late.

Under the sharp blade, the tentacles of the eyeball were cut in half without accident.

Sarufar's face was bruised, and he immediately fell to the ground, pressing his ears to the ground.

- A tremor came from the depths of the earth, and the tremor of the whole earth made his heart beat wildly.

"Go back, all go back, retreat immediately," Sarufar's roar echoed throughout the cavern.

All the soldiers, after only half a second of hesitation, then the rear army became the front army, and the front army became the rear army, and began an orderly retreat.

But...... It's too late.

The ground under your feet...... Collapsed.

The entire crypt, a three-kilometer stretch of road, was like a fragile ice floe, and the whole thing shattered and collapsed.

"Ah......hh Help"

Exclamations of varying lengths resounded through the passage, and everyone lost their center of gravity and fell into the abyss of the unknown.

Sarufar, who maintained a steely mind even at such times, looked down in mid-air, but the sight before him broke his calm countenance.

"Oh, it's ...... Something"

What he saw was...... An endless sea of corpses.

What a shocking sight, in the center of the dark abyss, a mountain of corpses hundreds of meters high.

Within a three-kilometer radius, there were all impenetrable corpses, and there was not a single living thing as far as the eye could see.

That's an army of millions of worms

What would it be like to have a million corpses piled up on top of each other?

What does it feel like when you fall in the center of this pile of corpses?

Sarufar slammed into the pile of corpses, and he almost got to his feet like an electric shock, struggling to stand on his carapace.

A pungent stench filled the air...... The smell was so strong that it could smoke people to death.

The vast abyssal core, dimly lit, save for the shattered passage overhead, and the glowing beetles lying on the walls of the cave sent some almost invisible light.

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