Chapter 2930: Chapter 2929: General Corpse Slave

Dracula, the Vampire Prince with eight hundred years of cultivation, stood before this ancient and mysterious palace.

His eyes were like two cold stars in the abyss, fixed on the ancient General’s Tomb forgotten by time.

Its tombstone is the Dark Gate.

It is engraved with indistinguishable runes, seemingly a key to another world.

A gust of Yin Wind blew past, stirring his silver hair and swirling the surrounding water currents, the air filled with an ominous atmosphere.

Suddenly, Dracula stepped forcefully on the ground, his figure darting forward like a ghost, and he punched heavily on the Dark Gate hidden behind the tombstone.

Bounty hunters and martial artists from Ancient European Country both excitedly called out.

"Charge!"

"The treasure will be found soon."

"Charge!"

They followed closely behind Dracula, eager to enter quickly.

"Boom!" A deafening sound, as if the strike tore through space.

Dracula’s attack not only shocked everyone present, but also touched the ancient and forbidden portal.

With that strike, the entire environment began to change dramatically.

The once silent night sky was shrouded in thick black fog, twisting and rolling as if alive, veiling the stars and plunging the world into chaos.

The surroundings became blurry, as if the whole world was covered by a mysterious filter.

Immediately afterward, even more terrifying things happened. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The once calm water veins began to boil, the currents roared furiously, driven by some unknown force, raising waves that lashed around, impacting everyone.

The sound of water mixed with a low rumble, like the roar of an ancient beast, heralding disaster.

Just then, a chilling sound came from deep underground, as if countless things were breaking through the earth.

Soon, numerous twisted figures and hideous General Corpse Slaves crawled out from the ground. Their skin was shriveled, eyes crimson, bodies emitting a nauseating stench, clearly driven by some evil power to become undead killing machines.

Once these General Corpse Slaves appeared, they immediately targeted all intruders present.

They roared hoarsely, charging on all fours toward the crowd with astonishing speed.

Each step caused the ground to tremble, each claw swipe carrying a wind sound that could tear the air, sending chills down one’s spine.

Seeing this scene, both the experienced bounty hunter camp and the self-assured martial artist camp from Ancient European Country showed unprecedented horror.

Their eyes held both fear and reluctance, as they faced an unprecedented test of life and death on this cursed land.

The air was thick with the scent of blood and despair.

"Lord Dracula, what are these?" A martial artist from Ancient European Country asked Dracula.

Dracula replied solemnly, "I said, there are treasures here. But there is also terrifying danger."

"This is the first danger. If you can pass this, survive from these General Corpse Slaves, then you qualify to enter the Ancient Ruins."

The Dark Gate before them was both the space gate leading to General’s Tomb and the ’tombstone’ of the tomb.

But to open it, the tombstone must be stained with blood, specifically the General’s favorite blood.

Of course, these bounty hunters and martial artists from Ancient European Country did not know this.

He thought it was a normal test.

"Everyone gather, only then can we better withstand these corpse slaves." At the moment, the leader of the bounty hunter camp, a Second Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, shouted to everyone.

They were bounty hunters, with extremely rich combat experience.

After a moment of hesitation, they responded immediately.

They all gathered together, forming a Defensive Array. Although this defensive array was not as good as the Five Elements Xuanwu Formation previously taught to the Dragon Country War Department by Lin Dong.

But it was much better than fighting alone.

As for the martial artists from Ancient European Country, they lacked combat experience. Many of them panicked, and some even attempted to flee.

"Swish!" A Sect Master Martial Artist from Ancient European Country looked at the General Corpse Slaves continuously emerging from the ground and was utterly terrified.

He lost the will to fight and the desire to seize treasures.

"Whoosh!" He used his body technique, trying to escape.

However, fate seemed unwilling to let him go easily.

He had just leaped into the air, attempting to distance himself from this nightmarish battlefield, when a black shadow shot out from the darkness at incredible speed, like black lightning, instantly crossing the sky to strike the Sect Master’s vital point.

The black shadow was a Flying Corpse, a General Corpse Slave.

It had a form similar to a human, but its body was more robust, muscles knotted, exuding a power not belonging to this world.

Most shockingly, it had a pair of enormous black wings growing from its back, spanning several meters when unfolded, each flap stirring the surrounding air flow, creating gusts capable of tearing space.

The Flying Corpse’s speed was unimaginable, several times the speed of sound, crossing a thousand meters in the blink of an eye to reach the Sect Master.

Its eyes burned like flames, gleaming with cruelty and disdain, as if it could see into all lives’ weaknesses.

Before the Sect Master could react, the Flying Corpse extended its sharp claws.

These claws, crystal clear yet containing power to shred iron, glinted coldly in moonlight like Death’s sickle, mercilessly slashed at the Sect Master.

In a moment, the Sect Master’s seemingly invincible Strong Protective Qi was torn easily, followed by the Flying Corpse’s claws piercing through his chest, bringing forth a bloom of blood.

Panic and disbelief flashed in the Sect Master’s eyes; he couldn’t even make a sound before his Life Fire extinguished, his body falling powerless, like a withered leaf returning to dust.

After executing this lethal strike, the Flying Corpse didn’t linger, but soared high again, merging into the darkness, becoming one of the most feared presences on the battlefield.

The Sect Master’s companions turned deathly pale.

"What is that? Its speed is too fast. Perhaps only Heavenly Realm Martial Artists can evade its hunt." A Earth Realm Martial Artist, shaking lips, uttered in utter terror.

Meanwhile, more General Corpse Slaves had crawled out from underground, their red eyes glowing as if hunters eyeing their prey, looking at these human martial artists trespassing this Forbidden Place.

"Whoosh!"

The General Corpse Slaves charged at them together.