Tomb raiding: It all started with shocking the archaeological team.

Chapter 132 Plague

For a moment, the hall was filled with the shrill screams of the five foreign devils, like the wailing of ghosts in the deepest hell.

Even a fool could see that the corpse poison on the body of the Lonely Ancestor must have spread through the steel rope to these five foreign devils.

But what kind of corpse poison is strong enough to corrode a steel wire rope instantly?

Chen Yibai had never seen or even heard of him.

Chen Yibai's face darkened, his brows furrowing deeply as he watched the five foreign devils still screaming and desperately scratching at the swollen boils on their bodies.

In fact, their skin didn't ulcerate very quickly, but with their frantic self-mutilation through scratching, in just a few seconds, the flesh was torn to shreds, exposing the bone. Their entire faces were almost peeled off, and their stomachs were scratched open, exposing their intestines.

This corpse poison is strong enough to instantly corrode steel wire ropes and clothing, including all metal equipment inside the clothes, but it cannot kill a person instantly.

Chen Yibai immediately realized the problem from these things, and thus became certain in his heart: "This is not corpse poison, it is plague!"

The word "瘟" simply means plague, but it can also be understood as bacteria or viruses.

During the Investiture of the Gods, there was a disciple of the Jie Sect named Lü Yue, who was proficient in plague magic. He used the Plague Formation to slaughter half a city and trapped Jiang Ziya in the formation for a hundred days. Later, he was named the "Plague Emperor Haotian" and was in charge of plagues in the Three Realms.

This Old Ancestor Guchen might be a disciple or grand-disciple of Lü Yue.

"A mere mortal dares to kill a god?"

The arrogant voice of the Old Ancestor Guchen echoed once again in the main hall. Although the tone was different from before, it was the same line over and over again. This line, which was originally quite prestigious and intimidating, became a bit numb after hearing it so many times.

Is this thing a Little Tyrant (a popular Chinese video player) tape recorder? It only says this one sentence?

As soon as he finished speaking, the Old Ancestor Guchen remained floating and standing motionless above the base platform, his fierce eyes fixed on the foreign devils who were scratching themselves until they were covered in blood while howling in pain, as if he was calmly admiring his masterpiece.

It must be said that this plague is indeed extremely evil. The plague does not kill people instantly when it enters the body, but rather plunges people into extreme pain, causing them to scratch the pustules all over their body until they tear their own flesh and blood off their bones!

Furthermore, contracting the plague will cause them to lose their minds in extreme pain.

The black man with the caterpillar on his face had had most of his flesh torn off, and his mouth, with half of his gums exposed, was spitting out green pus. Suddenly, he turned around and pounced on Yan Xuefei.

"what!"

Yan Xuefei was immediately startled. If she were to be infected with the plague, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable. With so much flesh on her chest, wouldn't a huge chunk be torn off with a single grab?

This is a million times more terrifying than death!

Amidst the screams, Yan Xuefei remained relatively calm. She quickly pulled out a pistol, released the safety, chambered a round, and fired several shots at the black man's forehead, emptying the magazine in one go.

This method was decisive and ruthless, and the marksmanship was very accurate. Every bullet hit the head, and the black man's head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon, with green blood, brain matter, and skull fragments splattering everywhere.

This person clearly practices marksmanship regularly.

After the black man was shot in the head and fell to the ground, a large amount of blood flowed out. Although he was dead, the plague virus in his body continued to spread and flare up. The pustules on his skin swelled up to the size of eggs and then burst open with a "poof," splattering pus everywhere.

Yan Xuefei quickly retreated several meters away, afraid that the pus would splash on her.

Who knows how contagious this plague is?

It's not just Yan Xuefei's side.

Just seconds earlier, four other foreigners infected with the plague suddenly charged at the remaining mercenaries like wild beasts that had gone mad.

Although they were all teammates, they didn't care about anything else, since they had watched plenty of zombie movies before.

With Yan Xuefei setting an example, the other mercenaries didn't hesitate to draw their guns, empty their magazines, and headshot their teammates, sending them to their deaths.

Seeing the five corpses on the ground still covered in pustules, and the air filled with an indescribable pungent stench, Yan Xuefei felt very uneasy, fearing that the smell might also spread the plague. However, she had come down in a hurry and had not worn a gas mask.

I thought about holding my breath, but then I realized I'd already asked him several times, so holding my breath now was pointless. I stopped thinking about it and yelled at Jade again, "Jade, you dog, figure out how to take him down!"

"Still want the dog?"

Jade frowned, his face pale and covered in cold sweat. His reaction was even more exaggerated than if a huge lump of dog poop had been stuffed into his mouth. He had completely lost the nonchalant air he had just displayed, as if he were saying, "Catch him alive or die? Catch him alive and get a 20% discount."

The mummies I encountered before were at most capable of biting.

But this thing is poisonous, and the poison is even more terrifying than sulfuric acid. It can even corrode alloy anchors. How can we play with it?

Plan A has failed, and Plans B, C, D, E, and F are no longer needed.

Hurry up and get out of here!

"Miss Yan, I'm so sorry, I suddenly remembered that my wife is about to give birth, and I need to rush home to see if it's a boy or a girl..."

Jade looked at Yan Xuefei apologetically, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

Yan Xuefei glared at him: "Jed, don't forget you've already taken half of our commission!"

Jade was determined to leave this hellish place as soon as possible, so he laid his cards on the table: "Miss Yan, we've already lost five teammates, so let's call it a day! Everyone says that your great Eastern country is a no-go zone for war mercenaries, but I didn't expect it to be a no-go zone for treasure-hunting mercenaries as well!"

"Fuck you, we're never coming back! No amount of money could make us come back!"

Jade cursed under his breath and, ignoring Yan Xuefei's attempts to stop him, turned and ran with the rest of the mercenaries.

They seemed afraid that if they were even a second too late, they wouldn't be able to escape.

"Want to leave? Humph!"

Just as Jade and his men had turned and taken a few steps, the voice of the Old Ancestor of Lonely Star suddenly rang out. This time, it wasn't the same old line. After a disdainful snort, he added, "You've disturbed my cultivation, how dare you leave as you please!"

These words were filled with surging murderous intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yibai saw Gu Chen Patriarch wave his arm, and his dragon robe was blown up with a 'whoosh'.

In an instant, everything in the entire hall seemed to suddenly become moldy, with green mold spots beginning to grow...