Chapter 857: Deceptive Mummy

Chapter 857: The Reanimated Mummy

Author: Sannjiu YinyuWord Count: 1300

For a Seventh-Tier Thieving Saint, killing was but a flick of the wrist.

Screams of terror erupted from the crowd as a black-robed Witch-God practitioner, who had been hidden within the ranks, shot out like an arrow, rushing straight through the people and charging fearlessly towards Mo Lian.

"Run!" These were his last words in the mortal realm.

This Witch-God practitioner, only a Fifth-Tier, was a member of a civilian Witch-God organization in the Boundless Domain. Unable to bear the thought of these children crossing the Gray Realm unsupervised, he had volunteered to escort them. Now, he acted without hesitation, like a moth drawn to a flame.

Before Mo Lian, he was no different from a slightly larger ant. Yet, for the civilian Witch-God practitioners currently struggling to survive in the Domain, he was among the strongest.

The burly men pushing the carts were ordinary people, unaccustomed to such a bloody scene. They were instantly frozen with terror!

They shrieked in fright, completely forgetting they were in the Gray Realm. Releasing their rickety carts, they turned and bolted into the distance!

At the same time, other children who had been further back also fled in a scramble.

"Bai Ye, it's your turn." Mo Lian, still emotionless, walked casually through the Witch-God practitioner's domain, leaning on his staff, not forgetting to shout into the distance.

Boom—!!!

A skyscraper-sized shadow centipede suddenly burst through the Gray Realm's earth, its razor-sharp mouthparts relentlessly pursuing a figure wearing a white baseball cap. Behind it, three more rampaging shadow centipedes followed!

For some reason, these centipedes seemed to bear an intense hatred for Bai Ye. Piercing roars echoed through the sky, and one of them, upon noticing Mo Lian, even changed direction and charged directly towards him!

Mo Lian: ???

"It seems our luck has run out," Bai Ye said helplessly, pressing his baseball cap down with one hand to keep it from being blown away by the strong wind. "This place appears to be the nest of these calamities..."

"Damn it, why now?!" Mo Lian cursed vehemently.

Mo Lian's remote killing and the successive emergence of terrifying calamities had scared the remaining children senseless. Most of them collapsed to the ground, their legs giving out. Even as they desperately tried to flee, their bodies refused to obey, and their piteous cries rose in succession!

However, there were some exceptions among them.

Zhu Chong, who had been hitting someone earlier, was also ashen-faced with fear, but at least he could still move. He bolted towards a certain direction in the Gray Realm, with several other slightly older children scrambling to follow him.

"Li-Li gege..." A Qian stammered, her legs completely unresponsive.

Without a word, the linen-clad youth hoisted A Qian back onto his back. After scanning their surroundings, he hesitated for a moment before fixing his gaze on the direction Zhu Chong and the others had fled.

In a place like the Gray Realm, danger lurked everywhere, but traveling together always offered a slight increase in safety...

But first, they had to evade the calamities' pursuit.

The linen-clad youth strode quickly to an abandoned cart. A mummy-like figure lay stiffly on it, motionless.

He tried to push the sacred remains, but no matter how much strength he exerted, he could only move the cart a few centimeters...

After all, this was a heavy object that two burly adult men could barely push together. For the linen-clad youth, who was also carrying a girl, it was simply impossible to move it easily.

"Damn it... damn it!!" The linen-clad youth was filled with vexation.

Without the protection of the sacred remains, running in any direction meant certain death, yet he couldn't move it... At this rate, both the staff-wielding man and the terrifying centipede calamities would easily kill him!

Just as the linen-clad youth was on the brink of despair, the mummy-like figure lying on the cart suddenly sat upright with a jerk!

Both the linen-clad youth and A Qian were startled, almost falling back onto their bottoms.

"Such a bother," the mummy grumbled. Then, it performed an agile flip, leaping off the cart. It lifted both the linen-clad youth and A Qian onto the cart, one in each hand, and then bolted into the distance, pushing the cart before it!

The linen-clad youth: ???

In all his life, the linen-clad youth had never truly experienced the sensation of "lightning speed."

The oncoming gale made it almost impossible for him to keep his eyes open, and the bumpy ground forced him to clutch tightly to the cart's edge to avoid being thrown off. While pressing his body as close to the cart as possible, he couldn't help but ask:

"You... you're alive??"

"That's a bit presumptuous," the mummy paused. "...Just like those people earlier."

"...I'm sorry."

The mummy continued pushing the cart in silence for about a minute.

Just as the linen-clad youth thought he wouldn't reply, the mummy grumbled out:

"It's fine."

Just as the linen-clad youth was about to ask something else, the figures of those who had fled earlier gradually appeared in the distance. Without a word, the mummy tossed both the linen-clad youth and A Qian off the cart, one with each hand...

Then, with an agile leap, it flopped stiffly onto the cart with a thud, motionless, instantly "resting in peace."

Before "resting," it even specifically raised a hand and made a "shush" gesture at the linen-clad youth.

Rrrrrrrr—

The cart, carrying the "playing dead" mummy, slowly came to a halt due to inertia. The linen-clad youth and A Qian followed behind, utterly bewildered...

Zhu Chong and the other figures simultaneously turned to look in their direction. With hands on their knees, gasping for breath, they exclaimed in shock, "You're so strong! You actually pushed it over here?!"

"If we didn't push it over, we'd all be dead," the linen-clad youth replied, playing along.

He didn't know why the mummy, clearly alive, was feigning death, but since it didn't want to be exposed, the linen-clad youth wouldn't reveal his savior...

"They'll definitely catch up soon!" a boy exclaimed nervously. "We need to find a place to hide quickly!"

"Over here! There seems to be a hidden cave down below!"

Everyone turned to look. On the rugged and fractured ground, a deep fissure seemed to stretch into the depths of darkness... like a black eye, gazing at the sky.

Seeing the cave entrance, an unsettling fear gripped everyone's hearts, and for a moment, no one dared to approach.

"You! You go first!!" Zhu Chong, the tallest and strongest among them, shoved the skinny boy next to him and said viciously.

As if recalling the earlier scene where Zhu Chong had almost beaten someone to death, the boy's face paled slightly. After a long hesitation, he still didn't dare to resist, quietly curling his body and crawling into the depths of the fissure...

"What's it like down there?" Zhu Chong shouted.

"Down there... it seems quite big, with many large pillars..." the boy's voice drifted up faintly from below, sounding a little shaky. "On the walls... there seem to be words."

"Words? What kind of words?"

"...Emperor... what... what... Zang??"