Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 2436  Words

One of the mausoleum guardian priests was holding a large stone slab in his hand.

On the stone slab, something was faintly engraved.

It looked like writing?

As the three mausoleum guardian priests got closer to the passage opening, everyone gradually made out the content engraved on the stone slab.

Writing!

It was indeed writing!

And it was in a language used by undead bodies in modern times!

As they made out the content of the writing, a look of horror appeared on everyone's faces as if they had seen a ghost.

"Do not act recklessly!"

Elder Timer's brow furrowed deeply.

Something was off about these three mausoleum guardian priests!

According to the understanding of the undead faction, they believed that the guards in the mausoleum were undead creatures revived under the eternal servitude of Empress Persephone, and therefore, were not supposed to possess high intelligence.

However, the three mausoleum guardian priests before them were clearly different!

The content of the writing on the stone slab was even more alarming.

The Frostbone Dragon was in an extremely dangerous state?

The entire mausoleum was about to explode?

Was this for real?

Timer was uncertain but dared not take the risk.

If what was written was true and Empress Persephone's mausoleum really did explode, it would be a tremendous loss for the entire necromancy faction.

But...

Timer glanced briefly at the coffin.

The sarcophagus where the Frostbone Dragon was supposed to be sleeping was intact, without any sign of disturbance or aura.

It seemed completely normal!

In contrast, the three mausoleum guardian priests appeared very suspicious.

There was something wrong!

In the stone chamber, except for a few scholars who were deeply engrossed in recording the mausoleum's inscriptions, almost everyone else had their attention focused on the three guardian priests.

The three mausoleum guardian priests proceeded with deliberate pauses, moving slowly until they entered the domain of the cavern.

Fang Heng watched as the invaders remained stationary, seemingly hesitant, and felt a bit more at ease. He stepped closer to the center of the cavern.

At that moment, one of the invaders, whose body was surrounded by intense flames, blocked his way.

Fang Heng frowned.

He could guess that the invader must have said something to him, but in his current state, under the influence of willpower, he could not hear what was being said.

Helpless, Fang Heng could only raise his hand to his ear and wave his hand.

Timer stared fixedly at Fang Heng.

Everyone was astonished by Fang Heng's gesture.

He was actually able to communicate using body language!

A major breakthrough of epic proportions.

Timer's mind raced, and he quickly switched to sign language to communicate.

However, all Fang Heng could see were flickering blue flames, making it impossible for him to discern Timer's movements.

Timer made several gestures over there, but seeing that the mausoleum guardian priests in front of him remained unresponsive, he felt a heavy sense of discouragement.

The progress in communication was very limited.

Fang Heng frowned, looking at the blue flame phantom blocking his path. He realized that this approach wasn't working, so he waved his hand again.

"Bang!"

A stone slab on the ground was once again lifted into the air by Fang Heng and floated towards him.

"Tan Shuo, write what I said."

Hearing this, Tan Shuo quickly extended his hand and inscribed the text on the stone slab as directed by Fang Heng. He then displayed the stone slab in front of the invaders.

The members of the necromancy faction were astonished by the actions of the three mausoleum guardian priests.

"We do not intend to be enemies with you. We are willing to engage in peaceful communication, but time is of the essence. Please give me five minutes, and I will prove everything I have said."

Feudal Lord Dani read the text aloud.

Looking at the mausoleum guardian priest controlled by Fang Heng, she had a strange feeling, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Seeing that the time was running out, Fang Heng, disregarding everything else, took decisive steps toward the central sarcophagus.

"Elder Timer?"

Central Elder Timer kept his eyes fixed on Fang Heng and ultimately raised his hand to stop everyone from taking action against the priest.

"Wait a moment longer! Let's see!"

They watched as the mausoleum guardian priest slowly approached the sarcophagus and stood in front of it.

The priest began to extend his hands slowly and recite in a rhythmic tone.

Huh?

Timer's expression changed as he heard the text being chanted by the priest. He immediately shouted, "Quick! Record what he is saying! Hurry!"

At that moment, everyone in the hall focused their attention on the text being recited by Fang Heng.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaobo remained intensely focused on Fang Heng.

The priest's chanting sounded as if it came from deep within his body, the tone indiscernible. The odd rhythm made Ji Xiaobo feel something was off, a strange, indescribable feeling.

Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo stood anxiously behind Fang Heng, their hearts in their throats.

Unbelievable!

Could this trick actually work?

Li Shaoqiang swallowed nervously, watching the channeling bar appearing above Fang Heng's head, and silently prayed.

Just hold on a little longer!

Please don't get discovered!

At the same time, a game hint appeared on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: The player is performing a prayer chant.]

[Hint: The current chanting requires 3 minutes. Please ensure that this status is not interrupted, or the chanting status will reset.]

At this moment, no one in the Great Hall disturbed Fang Heng.

The entire stone chamber was eerily quiet, with almost everyone holding their breath, focusing on recording the content of Fang Heng's chant. Only the occasional sounds of fighting could be heard from the stone door entrance on the other side.

After two and a half minutes, Fang Heng's tone suddenly changed, becoming sharp and piercing.

At the same time, a faint glow began to emanate from the central sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus began to shake slightly, uncontrollably!

Several necromancy instructors, who had been immersed in memorizing the text of the sarcophagus, were abruptly pulled out of their trance. They quickly became alert and looked at the chanting mausoleum guardian priest, their eyes reflecting their astonishment.

What was happening?

As they regained their composure, they heard the prayer being chanted by the guardian priest. Their hearts skipped a beat, and they glanced at the others who were recording and quickly resumed their focus.

As time ticked away, Li Shaoqiang watched as the long channeling bar above Fang Heng's head gradually reached its end.

[Hint: Player Fang Heng has completed the chant.]

It worked!

Li Shaoqiang felt a surge of joy.

At the same time, Fang Heng stopped chanting.

Was it over?

The crowd turned their heads to look at Fang Heng as the priest finished chanting and stopped.

Fang Heng remained still, intently watching the sarcophagus. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The sarcophagus ceased its slight trembling and returned to calm.

"Buzz... Buzz..."

Huh?

The crowd heard a strange sound and turned their attention to the central sarcophagus.

"Whoosh!"

In the next moment, the sarcophagus was suddenly thrown open, and a phantom slowly began to materialize above the broken sarcophagus.

At first, it was just a soul recently awakened from slumber, its form gradually solidifying from the void.

Frosty breath spread out from the sarcophagus.