Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 550: Human-Headed Lizard
Zhang Wuxun turned the knob at the bottom of the glass jar, and Wu Xie's back of his hand soon swelled up due to the suction, and black blood flowed out of the two small holes.

In just a short while, a pool of black blood as big as a bottle cap had slowly gathered inside the transparent glass cupping device.

Feeling that it had almost been sucked out and the blood color began to return to normal, Zhang Wuxun turned Wu Xie's hand sideways to let the poisonous blood gather on one side of the jar to prevent it from flowing back and contaminating the wound.

"The toxicity of this glass snake itself is not very strong. This method can only suck out a part of the poisonous blood. The rest has to be metabolized by itself." Zhang Wuxun said.

Glass snakes generally do not attack creatures that are dozens of times larger than themselves. Their maximum size is only about 1.2 meters. Rather than actively attacking, they are better at hiding and escaping.

So after biting Wu Xie subconsciously, it immediately broke off its body. When Zhang Wuxun found it, its head had already disappeared.

After hearing what Zhang Wuxun said, the fat man felt relieved. He turned around and looked around, muttering, "Speaking of which, where is Zhang Haike? That old guy is nowhere to be seen even now. Where did he go?"

Zhang Haike seemed to have foreseen that they would fall through this gap, and left enough lighting tools in advance to avoid them groping in the dark when they came down.

The range that a fluorescent stick can illuminate is limited. The fat man said something to Zhang Wuxun, then he pulled out a fluorescent stick, held it in his hand, and walked towards the nearby area, stepping on the messy pile of bones.

The bones piled on the ground have been decayed for different years, and some have begun to turn into powder. They are scattered all over the place, and it is impossible to tell which one is the beginning and which is the end.

Some of the bones still had a lot of meat scraps attached to them. They had already rotted and were full of maggots of various colors. They were burrowing in the rotten meat, working hard.

The fat man recognized it as a cow skull from its two large upright horns, from a strong yak.

The fat man wearing the gas mask seemed to be wearing a combat-grade helmet. After isolating himself from most of the murderous smell, his mood became noticeably more lively.

I sighed with pity in my heart, thinking that no wonder the smell here was so horrible, it turned out that this pit itself was a garbage dump, and the environment was full of pollutants.

The pit they were currently in was not very large, only about two meters deep. The area inside the pit was pointed and blunt at both ends and round at the belly, shaped like a flat oval cellar.

The fat man slowly walked around the pit wall, his face gradually becoming serious. His years of experience in tomb burials told him that the shape of this pit was a little bit wrong.

This place does not seem to be an ordinary corpse pit, but a specially excavated and specially constructed building.

He discovered that the two opposite long sides of the oval pit were inlaid with many ivory-like white pillars. They were flat in shape, arranged in a very regular pattern, and slightly yellowish in color. There were countless honeycomb-like pits on the surface, as if they had been hollowed out by ants.

There is a half-meter interval between each pillar, and they stand very evenly. The extended parts extending upwards give people the feeling that they are like the skeletal struts that support a dome tent.

The fat man looked up and saw that the ends of the ivory-like flat columns on both sides were all neatly closed in the middle and connected to a thick white beam.

When he saw the shape of the beam clearly, the fat man's pupils suddenly shrank. He suddenly realized something and turned his head sharply to look at the white flat columns again.

When he saw this, he gasped - this was actually a fossil, and they were in the belly of a giant beast fossil!
The fat man felt that every pore on his body was trembling. Something had used the fossil of the giant beast as a nest. This was where it stored and ate, so the bones here were in a state of varying ages. Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and ran back to Zhang Wuxun, anxiously urging him, "Muyu, hurry up, let's get out of here. We can't stay here any longer. I just discovered that there might be other terrible things living in this pit."

A creature capable of hunting a one-ton wild yak is no less difficult to deal with than a Hydra cypress.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wuxun put a gas mask on Wu Xie, treated his wound, gave him an injection of antibiotics, moved him into his sleeping bag, and looked at Fatty, "Tell me more carefully, what did you find?"

After the fat man finished speaking, he said, "I think there is a giant python living here. Only a python can swallow such a big yak in one gulp. We accidentally fell into the python's food bowl."

As he was talking, he remembered, "Didn't I see a big snake in my dream before? I guess it was this one."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuxun shook his head and denied it, "It can't be a python. There are no traces of snake shedding or shed scales here. The stone here is too soft and does not fit the ideal environment for a python to shed its skin."

"Moreover, pythons will not spit out bones. The gastric juice of snakes has a very strong dissolving ability. It can completely penetrate into the bones of animals and digest the hard bones."

The existence of such obvious animal bones means that the creature living here must not be a snake. As for what it is...

Zhang Wuxun picked up a long bone and looked carefully at the marks of gnawing and scratching on it. He said, "I guess these bones are the remains eaten by the long-tailed creatures we bombed before."

"The body and tail of that creature are more than two meters long. I think they should be a kind of lizard that likes to eat carrion."

There were spots of corrosion on the bones all over the ground, indicating that the lizard with a human head and two claws liked to poison its prey and store it, waiting for the meat to rot into the shape they liked with the help of microorganisms before eating it.

Due to years of eating carrion, the mutated human-headed lizard's own way of existence has become special, just like the zombies in the tomb.

"But you're right about one thing. We really can't stay here for too long." Zhang Wuxun wrapped Wu Xie in a sleeping bag, held him horizontally, looked at the mountain wall above, and said, "Ever since we entered this area, I've always felt that something in the darkness is staring at us."

The fat man smacked his lips. "Such a massive bombing didn't wipe out those bastards?"

"This is the old nest. The ones left here must be the cubs." Zhang Wuxun raised his leg and stepped onto the bone mountain. "Let's go. Let's leave here first. Zhang Haike must have left us some clues ahead."

"Okay." The fat man picked up the remaining glow sticks and followed Zhang Wuxun for a few steps. He suddenly turned around, holding the glow sticks in his hands, and danced towards the back while humming and muttering something.

"Fatty!" Zhang Wuxun called him from a distance.

"Hey - here I come."

　Goodnight Makkabaka

　　(End of this chapter)