#2578 - Destruction

"That's impossible. The entire outer perimeter of the mausoleum is already enveloped by a necromantic storm. Even if Fang Heng manages to escape the mausoleum, with his current abilities, he probably won't be able to avoid the storm of the dead."

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"Let's prepare first. Fang Heng has many tricks up his sleeve. Who knows, he might have another way to get through the storm of the dead smoothly." Instructor Dikey urged anxiously, "Quick, prepare to activate the lower-level passage to the realm of the dead."

"Understood!"

The Necromantic Council immediately began pre-launching the lower-level passage device to the realm of the dead, just waiting for Fang Heng to return.

At the same time, the artifact was also being prepared.

As long as Fang Heng cooperated, they would immediately activate the passage and forcibly bring Fang Heng back.

Fang Heng didn't realize that he had become the focus of the Necromantic Council. At this moment, he was still running for his life in the mausoleum passage.

He turned a corner, his brows tightly furrowed.

The Hanu Empire's invaders had left guards in some areas inside the mausoleum, blocking several areas and increasing the difficulty of his escape.

Whoosh!!

Fang Heng once again stepped into the sub-space projection, simultaneously manipulating the remaining Licker swarm in the mausoleum to create chaos, quickly passing through the guarded area.

After a series of operations, it only took ten minutes for Fang Heng to arrive at the main passage leading out of the mausoleum at the fastest speed.

The entire area in front was completely enveloped by a layer of black necromantic storm.

What to do?

In the realm of the dead, a necromantic storm is a terrifying existence!

The necromantic storm in front of him had already reached the highest level of destruction.

Fang Heng could feel his perception being rapidly devoured by the storm just by standing here.

The necromantic storm was pitch black, and the accompanying sandstorm could take away a large amount of health, perception, and even willpower.

Forcing his way through would be affected by various negative effects along the way.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and took out the hot stone slab in his hand.

The message from the Necromantic Council told him to never try to enter the necromantic storm.

The most terrifying thing about the necromantic storm was not the enhanced necromantic creatures within, but the negative effect of eroding willpower after entering the storm.

Once inside the necromantic storm, everyone's perception would be devoured, causing them to get lost in the storm until their willpower was completely eroded and extinguished.

The Necromantic Council gave another reminder, suggesting that he cooperate with the artifact to complete a soul transfer.

Fang Heng looked at it and put away the stone slab.

Indeed, he sensed a great threat from the necromantic storm.

Perception simply couldn't penetrate it.

If his willpower was really eroded, he probably wouldn't even be able to resurrect.

Forcing his way in was too dangerous.

Since he couldn't avoid it, then...

There was another choice!

Fang Heng thought for a moment and immediately made a decision, turning around and entering the mausoleum again.

...

"What's going on? Why did he go back again?"

The higher-ups of the Necromantic Council, seeing that Fang Heng didn't force his way into the necromantic storm, first breathed a sigh of relief, then saw Fang Heng suddenly turn around and leave, and immediately began whispering to each other again.

"Does he want to go back to find a safe place to complete the soul transfer?"

"Possibly! Quick, is the artifact ready? Once the magic circle is complete, we'll immediately use the artifact to bring Fang Heng back."

"Understood!"

"Eh? Wait! Look at him!"

The crowd quickly discovered that Fang Heng didn't enter the depths of the mausoleum, but quickly came to a large stone chamber in the outermost area of the mausoleum.

The interior of this large stone chamber was relatively empty, with many decorations and ancient tools left inside. It was one of the few large stone chambers in the outer layer without coffins.

Eh?

But completely different from what everyone thought, Fang Heng didn't intend to cooperate with the artifact to escape, but stood in the center of the stone chamber.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Soon, Lickers continued to climb in through the doorway of the stone chamber.

After the Lickers rushed into the stone chamber, they quickly condensed into a flesh cocoon on the ground, and then quickly crawled out of the flesh cocoon, returning to their normal zombie form.

Under the astonished gazes of the necromantic instructors of the Necromantic Council, the zombies staggered to the old tools hanging on the wall, picked up shovels, and began digging downwards on the spot.

The zombies are!?

Only at this moment did the necromantic instructors of the Necromantic Council realize.

Good fellow!

So...

Fang Heng wanted to dig a tunnel to get out of here!

There's even this kind of operation?

Don't worry about whether it's effective or not, but is there really enough time in such a short period?

Fang Heng didn't know if there was enough time either.

Anyway, things had come to this, so might as well give it a try.

Fang Heng quickly set up a magic circle on the spot, using alchemy to quickly refine the steel collected from the surrounding mausoleums into simple iron blocks, and then had the zombie clones assemble them.

Simple shovels could still be made.

Immediately, the sound of knocking and hammering echoed throughout the stone chamber.

At the same time, deep within the Empress's Mausoleum.

Collette and the others couldn't contend with the guards in front of the Empress, retreating while fighting, and soon reunited with the remaining two teams that had arrived.

"Invaders, you have committed an unforgivable crime. The Empress will punish you!"

"Hahaha!"

Collette was not afraid at all, laughing wildly, "What time is it? What punishment are you talking about? Who are you trying to scare? The soul ice crystal pillars have already been destroyed, and the Empress's coffin cannot last too long. Her soul will soon escape!"

"Don't think I don't know, you are just a group of remnant wills. Being able to live until now is only because the ice crystal pillars are keeping you alive. How long can you last?"

"Just a bunch of jokes!"

The remnant will souls resurrected from the coffins all looked at the central pillar, and a look of anger appeared in their eyes.

In that great battle against the disaster, the Empress's old guard also suffered heavy losses.

Most of them were remnant wills. Because their power could not be replenished, and every loss was a loss, they could only stay in the coffins most of the time.

"Hehe..."

Karsa sneered as he saw the Empress's old guard looking gloomy, "What? Did we hit the nail on the head? Are you afraid?"

"Perhaps what you said is not wrong, but as the culprits, you need to pay the price first. Until the day the Empress returns, this debt will be settled with you!"

The resurrected commander of the Empress's old guard stared coldly at the Hanu clan who had broken into the depths of the mausoleum, nodded slightly, and muttered to himself.

"Everyone's here..."

The next moment, the commander under the Empress raised his hands.

"Buzz..."

With a wave of mental power, ice crystal barriers fell, blocking the exit of the Empress's central hall.

What!?

Karsa's pupils shrank, and he immediately sensed something was wrong.

Not good!

Be careful!