After the ancient god was kicked out of the adventurer team

"Hey! Wu Mo, don't you think it's weird here?" An Tiling asked in a low voice, looking at the backs of their progress.

"How?" Wu Mo asked curiously.

"I don't know." Ling Man puffed his cheeks, looking rather distressed.

"From the time I came in, I felt that this place was very strange, but I couldn't tell where it was. Moreover, after the shock just now, the Anling Master ran away immediately. It didn't seem like a simple thing!"

"Isn't it normal for such a large place to hide a few secrets?"

Wu Mo gently explained to her, but after explaining, he saw that she seemed eager to try and find out what was going on here, so he quickly poured a basin of cold water on her.

"But don't mess around!"

"I know, do you think I'm a child?" Ling Li immediately became displeased and glared at Wu Mo.

While chatting, the two caught up with the monks in front, and then heard the clerk Heller talking to the priests there.

"My priests of the Dead Whisperer, what will happen to these dead people if they are resurrected?"

Heller carefully glanced at the remains lying beside him, and asked softly.

"What will it look like?"

The priests did not seem to be very rigid people. After hearing someone ask him this, they talked to themselves and looked at each other, as if they were considering whether to answer his question.

"They will say some things that don't make sense, but what they want to do seems to be to kill humans."

"Similar to a zombie?" Wu Mo couldn't help teasing An Tiling.

An Tiling glanced at Wu Mo, but didn't say much.

"Have you ever seen a revived undead?" the clerk Heller continued to ask.

This time, the priests of the Death Whisperer stopped talking. It seemed that the resurrection of the undead was something that was kept secret. They just looked at each other, and a priest of the Death Whisperer responded softly to Heller. :

"Gentlemen, let's leave quickly, the environment here is not very good."

It's really not very good, Wu Mo wanted to leave a long time ago, and he didn't want to delay here after he was done with work, but as he walked, Wu Mo faintly felt a little uncomfortable.

That feeling, as if something was secretly watching him, made Wu Mo extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Mo couldn't help raising his head again, looking at the dark ceiling.

Could it be that kind of thing coming from the dark, or is it just my own paranoia?

It's just that when Wu Mo was looking up like this, a drop of unknown liquid gently dripped down from above, hitting Wu Mo's helmet, making a light "pop".

Wu Mo couldn't help raising his hand, and lightly pressed the thing that dripped on his helmet, it was sticky, but it had a smooth feeling like grease.

It's that kind of corpse fluid!

Wu Mo's heart was startled, and he immediately grabbed An Tiling, preventing him from walking forward! ! !

"Priests, can I ask you a few questions?" Wu Mo, who was standing behind, asked softly.

The priests in front stopped and looked back at Wu Mo.

"On the ceiling here, will you dig a grave for the dead and bury the dead?"

"No, that would not be able to bury the dead at all. What's the matter, Mr. Wu Mo, why did you suddenly ask?"

"Okay, then the second question, if the dead come back to life, will they climb the wall?"

The faces of the priests on the opposite side who obviously asked the second question changed!

The other party is not a necromancer, but a standard high-level species. It seems to be the locals of Adrian. Although they work under the medium-level spirit master, they are high-level species, so the expressions on their faces are still the same. Very rich and delicate.

Seeing the delicate and shocked expressions on their faces, Wu Mo vaguely understood what they meant, and then brought the mucus stained in his hands in front of them and showed them.

Several people did not speak, Wu Mo gently pointed to the top of his head, indicating that it was dripping from the top of his head.

The expressions of a few people became serious at once, because what Wu Mo is walking on is basically the middle of the road. In this position, no matter how much the corpse liquid that flows downwards drips, it is impossible for it to drip. Coming from the middle of the road, and the only thing that can be explained is that there is something on it...

After several Deathwhisper priests looked at each other, they immediately lowered their voices.

"You guys, please don't talk, let's hurry up and get out of here immediately!!! If there is any problem, Master Anling will take care of it!"

(PS: Thank you for the big marshmallow, Tianfan Xinghuo, Shuke 85773772194, thank you, thank you, thank you very much!!!)

its stuck…

I accidentally got stuck when I didn't think I could get through, and I felt like I was about to vomit blood...

I coded and deleted the code myself, no matter how I write it, it feels wrong, I am going to die...

I really can't make it through tonight, so I'll go to bed first, thank you readers for your understanding...

Sorry, fellow readers...

Looking back, I will find a few days to update it, and make up for being lazy today...

Chapter No.17 is gone, we don’t want anything

"Papa...Papa..." A slippery and sticky voice sounded softly in the darkness.

It was not the sound of water droplets splashing on the ground, it sounded more like the sound of a large ball of muddy water being thrown on the wall vigorously. Wu Mo, who was walking, couldn't help but stop when he heard this extremely strange sound Footsteps, turned to look at the corridor he had just walked through.

The faint candle flame was still flickering there, and the flickering light could not illuminate the path I had just walked, especially on the dome that was dozens of stories high, even if the helmet was equipped with night vision ability, it would not It was a blur.

"I said, is it possible that your god is following us behind us? Can you let him come out and we can negotiate?"

Wu Mo looked at the direction where the voice came from while backing away, while trying to lower his voice to ask.

Those small carts had been thrown away by them a long time ago, and in this situation, they really didn't have the heart to push that kind of thing around.

"No, it's impossible, the tomb creatures can't follow us like this, and...and the sound is wrong... When the tomb creatures walk, there can't be the sound of water..."

The voice of the Death Whisperer priest trembled a little.

"The sound of water...the sound of water is a sign of the awakening of those who died..." Another priest of the dead whisper added hastily.

"What else did you guys not tell us? It's this time now, so don't..."

Wu Mo wanted to directly ask them some information about that kind of thing, but before he could finish speaking, a soft murmur interrupted Wu Mo.

"Mom, where are you? It's so dark and cold here..."

Following these words, a pale face with eyes closed slowly emerged from the darkness.

Wu Mo has never seen such a scene before, because the deep darkness did not give Wu Mo any sign that it would appear, but when the whisper sounded softly, it appeared so abruptly following the whisper In front of Wu Mo, it fell into Wu Mo's eyes.

The candle flame flickered gently, and then died out suddenly.

From the back to the front, one after another went out, and in the blink of an eye, even the candles above their heads also went out, and the ear-piercing friction sound continued from the time the candles went out. There was a loud sound, wet but pale faces poked out from the wall, eyes closed, looking at all of them...

"Su...was awake! How could there be so many! How could...how could..."

The monks of the Church of the Dead Whisperer roared uncontrollably.

One after another, the remains crawled out of the tomb where they slept peacefully, their bodies were twisted in a posture that was absolutely incapable of moving normally, or they were facing forward, or their joints were reversed, and then they were lying on the wall with their backs facing the wall up, but his head was twisted abruptly, facing Wu Mo and the others, and facing everyone in front of him.

"We're all going to die, we're all going to die..." One of the remains with eyes closed continued to whisper.

"They're rushing over! Let me in! Please! Let me in! Let me in!!!" Another corpse roared hysterically with its eyes closed.

"Mine, that's mine, your body is mine!!!"

"My child, has any of you seen my child..."

"Doctor! Doctor doctor! My hand is broken, my hand...my hand..."

"It's so cold...can't stop...the blood...the blood can't stop! Help me...please, everyone, please help me..."

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Wu Mo felt his heart almost stopped.

He just stared blankly at the things crawling out of it, at the monsters crawling out of the grave.

"Wu Mo! Wu Mo!!! Wu Mo!!!"

A sudden voice called Wu Mo back from that absent-mindedness. When Wu Mo came back to his senses, he felt a pain in his calf. up.

"What are you doing in a daze! Run away!!!"

"Ling...they...they said they were cold, they said...that they were bleeding..." Wu Mo glanced back at Ling and then stretched out his hand, pointing to those things crawling between the walls.

One after another, the remains crawled out of the tomb and climbed down the wall. The sound of "slapping" water was getting closer and closer to them, and the team seemed to be getting more and more dangerous. , but at such a critical juncture, Wu Mo seemed to have lost his mind, looking at the things that climbed down, his voice trembling.

"This gentleman has been bewitched by the whispers of the undead! Ma'am, if you want to save him, take him away quickly!!!" The priests of the Church of the Dead Whisperers shouted anxiously.

An Tiling frowned, and immediately grabbed Wu Mo's arm, trying to pull him away from this place, but found Wu Mo standing there, motionless.

"Ling, take them away first." Wu Mo's voice sounded softly.

"I want to confirm some things. Don't worry, I'm not bewitched by this kind of thing. I just... just pay attention to their few words. I want to know what they are talking about."

"You are crazy!!!"

An Tiling immediately became unhappy, because that kind of ghost, no matter how you look at it, is not a good thing to get along with!

In the end, Wu Mo just turned his head and hugged her lightly, sticking to her ear.

"Lord ancestor, please take Ling away, please."

Ling's eyes turned azure blue at this moment, and Ling, who had lost control of his body, immediately became dissatisfied!

"Master Ancestor! Let me go! Let me go!!!"

Wu Mo gently let go of An Tiling, and then looked into those blue eyes.

The result was just a soft sigh.

"Boy, that kind of thing might be something like a demon, have you figured it out?"

Unlike the last few times, it seemed that this time it was a sequela caused by forcibly taking control of Ling's body. The ancestor of the Anti family asked softly in Ling's voice.

"Master Ancestor, please protect Ling. I just want to clarify something. Don't worry, I won't be so stupid as to be defenseless against these things."

Those blue eyes looked at Wu Mo carefully for a while, then nodded slightly.

It's just that what An Tiling blurted out was completely different from her nodding in agreement.

"No! I don't agree!!! At least...at least I also..."

"Ling! Stop making trouble!"

"Ancestor!!!"

"No, I will not allow you to stay in such a dangerous place!!!"

"Ancestor! I am angry! If you dare to take me away, I will ignore you! I will ignore you for the rest of my life! Ancestor!!! Ancestor!!!!"

Wu Mo looked at Ling's back and couldn't help but smile.

In the eyes of outsiders who don't understand, they may see a little girl who is arguing with herself, just like a little psychopath.

But Wu Mo didn't have the time to think about what others thought of Dai Ling, but turned his head and looked at the things crawling towards him.

The mechanical body was almost twisted into twists, and the decayed body was covered with that kind of slimy liquid. The Church of the Dead Whisperers seemed to have taken precautions against the recovery of these things. Wu Mo saw that there were a lot of remains on the heads. The big hole directly exposed the core covered with mucus, but it didn't work. The opponent still crawled out and stood in front of Wu Mo at a height of about two meters above his head.

A lot of remains crossed Wu Mo's side, chasing in the direction An Tiling left, and about a dozen of them gathered around Wu Mo. Their faces were pale and their eyes were tightly closed, and they continued to murmur Seeing those words that Wu Mo didn't know how to face with.

"Is anyone there? Help me! My leg is hurt and I can't walk!"

One of the things with its eyes closed was crying out for help, its head swung from side to side as if sensing Wu Mo's position.

"Daddy went out to look for food and hasn't come back yet, Xiao An, should I go out and look for Daddy?" Another little girl's voice sounded from behind Wu Mo.

"Sister... sister, where are you?"

A little boy's voice sounded from above him, and Wu Mo looked up at the remains of the mechanical spine that had been completely broken, with only some wires and mucus linking his neck and body together.

The mucus kept gushing out of its body, wrapped its head and the wires connecting the body and head thickly, and stretched its head to two meters away, after a slight fold It landed less than ten centimeters in front of Wu Mo, with eyes closed, facing Wu Mo.

Countless whispers kept ringing in Wu Mo's ears.

"Are you still alive?" Wu Mo looked at it and asked softly.