Return from the second dimension

"You mean, these zombies are controlled?"

When the bearded people heard the words, their hearts jumped.

If they are just ordinary zombies, they have a way to deal with them, and they can avoid them with small means.

I am afraid that someone is controlling the zombies and locking them in to attack.

The other party hiding in the dark, manipulating these monsters who don't know how to be afraid of pain is extremely detrimental to the bearded people and others.

A little carelessness in the battle may detonate a turbulent flow of energy and take his own life.

Using a dozen zombies in exchange for their lives would definitely not suffer.

At this moment, the monks hope in their hearts that the other party is really a friend and not an enemy.

While observing carefully, a tall figure appeared among the corpses in front of him.

Wearing iron armor, carrying a big knife in his hand, it exudes a strange fishy smell.

Like a black tower, appeared in front of everyone.

Compared with other zombies, the monster in front of him is obviously stronger.

The ferocious breath can be clearly felt even at a long distance.

Beard and others were alert, staring at each other closely, for fear that the other party would attack.

As a result, at this moment, he saw the tower-like monster, raising it a bit again.

Everyone was startled, and subconsciously pulled out their weapons.

But I heard a burst of laughter, with a bit of sarcasm and naughty.

Then I saw a child in a green dress standing on the shoulder of a giant zombie.

The child's clothes are very similar to those of zombies, which are obviously many years old.

Its appearance is equally strange, its skin is extremely pale, only the cheeks and mouth are dripping red.

"Hehehe, you cowards..."

The little zombie stretched out his hand and pointed at the bearded and the others, his tone full of mockery.

"Whose kid are you, why are you here?"

A monk bit his head and asked at the little zombie.

"Of course it is to avoid the Reapers. It's really a mindless question."

The little zombie sat on the shoulders of the big zombie, hugging his arms and said, his voice was very sharp.

Bearded and the others looked at each other, but felt a little surprised in their hearts.

They now suspect that they have encountered other surviving monks, and these zombies were refined by the other side.

Including the little zombies in front of them, they are also controlled by the opponent.

"You little guy, do you have a master?"

The monk looked at the little zombie and asked again.

"It's another stupid question. If there is no master, would I be starved to death?"

The little zombie's tone was a little impatient, looked at the bearded and the others, and pointed his fingers one by one.

"You follow me, don't be left behind, otherwise these guys will treat you as food."

While the little zombie was talking, the giant zombie under his feet slowly turned around and walked slowly towards the black mist ahead.

"Hurry up and follow."

At this moment, Big Beard and others have no choice at all, they have to keep up if they want to survive.

Although they are all monks, walking among a bunch of zombies who don't know the years still makes people feel creepy.

In the process of marching, these zombies stared at the monks, as if to eat people.

Going deep into the black mist, you can see more zombies, standing quietly at the bottom of the abyss.

The sight of this scene made everyone thrilled.

After walking for a distance of nearly one kilometer, I saw a sloping upward passage appeared on the stone wall ahead.

The little zombie riding a giant zombie walked up to this passage and waved at everyone.

"You kid, where are you going to take us?"

Now that the situation is unclear, it is natural to ask a few more questions, and you may be able to find useful information.

"You are really annoying, if you dare not go, then don't follow me."

The little zombie said in a gloomy tone without looking back.

The giant zombie at his feet turned his head at the same time, opening his mouth and let out a low growl.

It seemed that it was on behalf of the little zombie, venting his dissatisfaction, and issued a warning to the monks.

"Say a word, can you suffocate you?"

The beard looked at his companion and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Ha ha……"

The monk who was reprimanded laughed, but he stopped talking.

The weird little zombies in front of them are the key to their escape. They must not be offended too much.

Just shut your mouth and hurry on silently.

On the road above this crack, you must be careful when traveling, otherwise you may fall down.

Although the monks are not weak in strength, the environment at the bottom of the crack is special, and falling down is afraid that it will really kill you.

Fortunately, as long as you are careful, there should be no accidents.

After walking for nearly an hour, piles of stone bricks appeared on the cliff at the end of the road.

This is obviously a trace of manpower, but looking at the appearance of the stone bricks, it has indeed been for many years.

"This is... an ancient tomb?"

The beard frowned and looked at the half-collapsed entrance, already guessing.

"It is indeed an ancient tomb, but it's not reasonable to be buried so deep."

The companion next to him said, with doubts in his heart.

Even if it is the vicissitudes of life, what kind of ancient tomb will be buried more than ten kilometers underground?

I have doubts in my heart, but I can't ask the little zombie, otherwise I will definitely be taunted by the other party.

The young zombies must be far older than them, and it is not too much to say that they are ancestors.

But even so, being scolded by the other party still feels very uncomfortable.

Now I can only continue to observe, look for possible clues, and then make further plans.

Sure enough, as everyone thought, the little zombie led the monks into the stone tomb.

Because of the long ventilation, there is no strange smell in this passage.

On the stone walls along the way, there are reliefs and murals, as well as weird characters that are not understood at all.

The various abnormal situations made the monks feel more uneasy, and they always felt that this special ancient tomb was full of strange auras.

After another distance, the front suddenly opened up, and the area was probably tens of thousands of square meters.

One after another huge columns propped up the cave above the head, lest the space be too big and collapse and fall.

On these stone pillars are carved various monsters and mysterious and obscure runes.

What shocked Big Beard and others was that there were countless figures lined up in this huge space.

They wear uniform robes and hold various objects in their hands, seeming to participate in some mysterious ritual.

Just because of the age, the clothes and robes are all in tatters, and it can even be said to be rotten.

Just by looking at Qishu, you can know that these figures are all dead bodies that have been dead for a long time.

Such a strange scene, watching everyone's scalp numb.

"What the hell is going on, why are there so many dead bodies in this ancient tomb?"

Bearded and others murmured to themselves, looking at the little zombie walking in front, they couldn't help becoming more vigilant.

"You guys have been working hard along the way, can the speed be faster?"

The little zombie turned his head, shouted to everyone, and then walked into a huge bronze door in front of him.

When the bearded people saw this, they could only bite the bullet and pass through the dense corpses around them.

Unexpectedly, after entering the bronze gate, the gloomy and dim interior of the ancient tomb disappeared in no time.

What replaces is a bright light, which makes people's eyes bright.

Countless survivors and monks are living leisurely in the village behind the bronze gate.