Chapter 215: Chickens Pecking Each Other, Rich Booty (Ch 215)

Zheng Ze’s smile froze on his face instantly, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

He couldn’t help but take a step back, his hand holding the sublimation stone tightened slightly, with a look of reluctance on his face.

“Mo, Brother Mo, I…” Zheng Ze tried to explain himself, his voice was dry and with a hint of pleading, and he wanted to make a final struggle.

“Stop talking nonsense and hand it over!” Mo Yingchen had no intention of giving him any face. He interrupted Zheng Ze’s sophistry in a cold voice with impatience in his tone.

Feeling the chill in Mo Yingchen’s tone, Zheng Ze’s heart shuddered, and the words of begging for mercy were stuck in his throat.

He knew that Mo Yingchen was not joking. This seemingly harmless necromancer was actually very ruthless and determined.

He took a few deep breaths and suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart.

Zheng Ze’s gaze began to wander uncontrollably around Mo Yingchen. When he caught a glimpse of the translucent illusory figure, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Phantom Thorn stood there silently, the dagger in his hand reflecting a cold light in the dim basement, ready to deal a fatal blow to his prey at any time.

If he said one more word of nonsense, the dagger would probably pierce his throat without hesitation.

After weighing the pros and cons, I finally chose to give in.

Zheng Ze gritted his teeth, as if he had used up all his strength, and finally suppressed his anger and threw the sublimation stone in his hand to the ground.

The sublimated stone rolled to Mo Yingchen’s feet.

Mo Yingchen didn’t even look at it, as if it was just an ordinary stone.

Zheng Ze’s chest heaved violently, and his heavy breathing sounded particularly harsh in the silent basement.

He turned around abruptly, like a wounded beast, and poured out all his resentment and anger on Wan Xuefeng, the culprit who caused him to lose what he had gained.

“Wan Xuefeng, you trash, go to hell!” Zheng Ze roared like a madman.

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Ze had instantly equipped himself with the heavy shield and rushed towards Wan Xuefeng with a roar.

The huge shield in his hand, with the sound of whistling wind, smashed fiercely towards Wan Xuefeng.

He was obviously really angry and wanted to smash Wan Xuefeng into a pulp on the spot.

Wan Xuefeng was well prepared.

The moment Zheng Ze approached, a ring of resistance fire suddenly erupted, and the invisible flame shock wave instantly pushed Zheng Ze away.

At the same time, Wan Xuefeng quickly gathered an explosive fireball in his hand and cursed back without showing any weakness:

“You still have the nerve to call me trash? If I don’t take it, you won’t have an easy life!”

“Do you think I’m afraid of you? Come, let’s see who dies first today!”

Wan Xuefeng was also completely enraged, roaring madly, and the exploding fireball in his hand emitted a scorching heat, as if it would fly out of his hand at any time.

Seeing that the two were about to engage in a life-and-death fight in the small basement, Mo Yingchen frowned.

“You two, if you want to fight, go fight outside the city, don’t bother me here!”

Mo Yingchen’s voice was like a basin of ice water poured over their heads, instantly calming the two furious people down.

Zheng Ze and Wan Xuefeng were like roosters with their throats strangled, and they were silent in an instant.

They looked at each other and walked out of the basement covered in dust.

……

Looking at the last team of undead warriors stepping into the World Gate and their figures gradually dissipating in the vortex, Mo Yingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a barely perceptible hint of excitement on his face.

It is not the ordinary joy of clearing a secret realm, but a sense of satisfaction from gaining far more than expected.

For other professions, the biggest reward for conquering the second-level secret realm is nothing more than the sublimation stone.

After all, the second-level secret realm won’t drop any equipment, so it’s worth the trip if you can get the sublimation stone.

But Mo Yingchen is different. Although the sublimation stone is important, his real gains from this journey to the secret realm are far more than that.

The spoils of this trip were even richer than what he had accumulated through his long and hard work in the world of the dead.

First of all, there were a large number of orc and rat corpses.

By resurrecting the dead, Mo Yingchen used these corpses to further strengthen his own power.

Especially the corpses of the ten Behemoths, which were a pleasant surprise.

This level of land combat weapon, even as an undead creature, possesses extremely terrifying combat power and is definitely a strategic-level unit.

The second is the standard equipment left behind by the Orc Legion.

Although the weapons and armor used by the orcs are a bit rough, they are huge in number and made of sturdy and durable materials.

With just a little modification, the skeleton warriors can be equipped with new clothes, greatly improving the overall defense capabilities of the Undead Legion.

Mo Yingchen has even begun to think about whether he can use this as a basis to build a heavily armed force that is specifically responsible for frontal assaults.

The biggest surprise of this secret realm, and the real highlight, is the “creative” black-tech weapons of the ratmen.

Fifty poison mortars, one hundred psychic Gatling guns, four Gauss sniper rifles…

As he counted the spoils, Mo Yingchen’s mouth twitched slightly.

Although the ratmen are cowardly and despicable creatures, their development direction in the technology tree is indeed shocking.

These weapons have exaggerated shapes, but their power is really impressive.

Especially the firepower network formed by the psychic Gatling gun, even a third-level strongman like Yang Kun who is good at frontal combat finds it difficult to deal with.

It was not until this moment that Mo Yingchen truly realized it.

His first carrier, the Heart of Death.

The most powerful ability is not soul control, but the passive skill that he has always ignored and seems to be ordinary – awakening the soul.

Most of the undead creatures summoned by ordinary necromancers only have instincts.

At most, they possess some rudimentary intelligence and can only simply execute the orders of their masters, and are completely incapable of carrying out complex tactical coordination.

Therefore, the traditional necromancer’s fighting style often relies on numerical advantage.

Command the undead army to rush forward and overwhelm the enemy with human wave tactics.

But Mo Yingchen’s Undead Army is completely different. With the blessing of the Spirit Awakening skill being unlocked three times.

The undead army under his command has long possessed intelligence that is no less than that of humans.

After the Blood Demon’s training over this period of time, these undead warriors not only obey orders, but also mastered tactical coordination. They are no longer cannon fodder who can only charge forward mindlessly.

Imagine a group of skeleton warriors, no longer just wielding bone knives and bone clubs, but being able to skillfully operate adamantium crossbows and shoot arrows through the air from a hundred paces away;

A group of skeletons, carrying psychic Gatling guns, madly shooting at the enemy

……This kind of scene makes people excited just thinking about it.

……

“Okay, just ask whatever you want to ask.”

Mo Yingchen looked around helplessly.

Mo Bingning has been following him closely since the end of the battle and can’t be driven away.

Seeing that Mo Yingchen had finally finished his work and was willing to pay attention to her, her originally wandering mind instantly focused and her beautiful eyes lit up.