Chapter 35 Golden Tomb

Ye Liu looked at the guy in front of him. If it hadn't been for the various bone shelves around him, he would have put his hands on his waist and looked up to the sky and laughed.

The golden tomb is a large pyramid. This kind of building leaf flow has only been understood in ancient books and materials that have rarely been handed down, but I didn't expect to really see the appearance of the pyramid in its origin.

Under the cover of the dark sky, the visibility around is very low, but the light that occasionally leaks from the weak black fog can still be seen that the building is definitely a huge thing.

The height of leaf flow is estimated to be at least 200 meters. The length of this side facing the leaf flow should be about 500 meters, and the other three sides are similar. Each side has a staircase leading to the spire, but each step is more than one meter high. I don't know what kind of creature will use such a large ladder.

Ye Liu, who was observing the pyramid, suddenly found a team of skeletons of more than a dozen people coming straight towards him. Suddenly, his heart sank and he secretly clenched his staff.

This team of skeletons is well equipped, the leader walking at the front, and the weapons attached to the belt even have a light cyan light, which is very conspicuous in a dark environment. This is the characteristic of purple hero-level weapons.

The skeleton captain walked to A Jiang, pointed his fingers and feet, and threw out another sign. A Jiang grabbed it and nodded a few times. The skeleton captain did not continue and turned away, but a skeleton soldier flowed down, bowed to A Jiang, and then walked to the outside of the pyramid. A Jiang pulled Ye Liu's sleeve. The two quickly followed the skeleton soldier.

After walking for a while, the skeleton soldier took the two to a small open space, bowed to A Jiang, and turned away.

There are still various necromancers around, but most of them are black warriors, corpse witches, and some skeleton warriors with complete armor and shining weapons. These necromancers are as few as Ye Liu, but the level is okay. It seems that this place belongs to a small elite gathering area.

Ye Liu looked at his temporary neighbors. They were all like mud and stone castings and did not move. He stabbed A Jiang, who pretended to be a puppet on the edge, and wrote a few words on the gravel floor.

Can you still speak undead words?

Of course not, I'm confused!

As expected, but in any case, it was temporarily avoided being killed by a knife.

What should I do next?

Act according to the situation!

Looking at the four big words of these four iron and silver hooks, Ye Liu can only keep silent...

After what happened just now, at least I know that a group of necromancers here did not run to the golden tomb for no reason. This must have been gathered under the order of some powerful organization or individual, and the reason for the assembly is that there is something to do with the investigation of the two hell's advance troops.

All speculations are over. Ye Liu knows too little about hell, and his eyes are completely black. Now he can only do the four words of A Jiang.

It's not a way to wait here. Ye Liu got up and walked around several times, but every time after a distance, he found that there was a skeleton team patrolling the same location that had just guided Ajiang, so he had to return again.

"These monsters are so disciplined." Ye Liu looked at the dead spirits around him who remained motionless like wood and was at a loss.

"It's not disciplined, there is no order, they don't know what to do."

"Dead's intelligence is different from others?"

"From my understanding, there is a big difference."

Ye Liu really hasn't studied this aspect before, and now he can't do anything. "You know, all independent individuals in the origin are assigned intelligent resources with different permissions according to different levels and classes, and every NPC or monster has a certain law of activity."

"No matter how big the laws change, they have something in common, and there are rules as the core priority behind them. The first rule is territorial rights. All system individuals have their own fixed activity areas. Unless special circumstances, neither NPCs nor monsters will be far away from their territories. The second is the right to life. In order to ensure their survival and safety, NPCs or monsters will obtain the necessary resources and attack units they consider dangerous. The third is the right to communicate. There will be task release and item exchange between players and NPCs, NPCs and NPCs.

"But undead creatures are different. There must be a leader in two or more undead groups, or a leader who will have an advantage in hierarchy or class or certain attributes. Once there is a leader in a group of undead, the whole group will become a unit, and the subordinate undead will act completely according to the orders of their superiors.

"Is this different from the gobiki I command and summon?"

"I'm not a summoner, but I have also used elemental summoning magic. It's completely different. Summoning magic is like a tame pet. You give orders and it executes it, but it has the right to choose the specific way, and even refuses to execute some too dangerous commands when loyalty is not enough. The summoning of the dead is not like this at all. Commanding a skeleton or death knight is like manipulating a machine. You can control every step of it, if necessary, even every bone joint activity.

"So strong, isn't it exhausting to summon 30 or 40 skeletons to fight monsters every time?"

"Hey. Xiaoye, real high-level people are as light and wise as stupid, so it's easy for you to be seen through. How can I fool around?

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With the passage of time, more and more undead creatures gathered next to the pyramid. A Jiang and Ye Liu plus a pile of skeletons were still three or four meters away from their neighbors. Half a day later, Ye Liu stretched out his legs and could touch the golden mummies beside him.

More than that, the original dark sky can occasionally have a ray of light to pass through. Now, the whole thing is like being shrouded in blackened cotton, and it has really become dark, and you can't see it.

In this depressing atmosphere, Ye Liu was also anxious and impatient. Every second of waiting was torment. If it hadn't been for A Jiang, who was still holding his shoulder with a natural look next to him, he would have pulled out his staff and pulled out a group of men to fight happily.

"Don't worry, the play will be on the stage soon." A Jiang whispered in Ye Liu's ear

"How do you know?"

"Because I'm a mage of the dead."

I don't know what A Jiang felt, but it didn't take long for Ye Liu to understand what A Jiang was talking about.

Although he can't see anything, Ye Liu feels that the pyramid in front of him seems to suddenly come to life, which is a completely unreasonable idea from the deepest part of his heart.

A heat wave came slowly from the front, and the architecture on the opposite seemed to become a huge and unparalleled heart, jumping slowly, powerfully and firmly.