Ark Undead

Judging from their equipment, they should be the Yan Kingdom's security forces, similar to the police officers they encountered on the road outside.

"These are... people from the Shangshu Police Station? Why are they dead here?"

Greyhound paused for a moment, then crouched down to examine the specific details of the corpse.

"The limbs were very rough at the break, and there was a strong pulling sensation, indicating that they were torn off by some enormous force."

Greyhound examined several corpses, most of which had died in the same manner.

Moreover, there was a noticeable gap in their heads, but the gap was empty.

"Someone... removed all their brains?"

Greyhound frowned; he was starting to have no idea what was going on.

But the Undead only glanced at it before looking away and turning his gaze back to the Greyhound.

"Not necessarily, it's a person."

"?" Greyhound was taken aback; he hadn't thought of it that way at all.

The security forces of the Great Yan can be described as very comprehensive. Ordinary Originium Beasts can only enter the city if they are captured for research or experimental domestication.

If it's not human, then it must be some kind of ferocious creature infected by Originium?

But how did such a ferocious Originium Beast enter Shang Shu?

But the Undead's attention wasn't on the corpse at all; instead, he looked at the Greyhound and asked.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Why should I be afraid?

Now it was Greyhound's turn to find it strange.

"I am, after all, an elite operator of Rhodes Island, and I experienced the Kazdel War. Although I had a few comfortable years... well, the last two years probably weren't so comfortable either. But for a battle scene of this magnitude, apart from being a bit bizarre, there's nothing to be afraid of."

The Undead nodded and explained.

"I thought you were in charge of intelligence work."

"Intelligence work sometimes requires combat! And it's just as important. How can you survive in a place like this without any skills? Even if the Great Yan government doesn't care about you, there are still many people who want to take me down. If I had never seen blood, I would have been dead long ago."

Greyhound spoke these words with a natural expression, not at all like someone who would be affected by the smell of blood and the stench of corpses.

"Aside from the bizarre battle scene, these corpses have already started to stink... But that's strange, the last sign of what was supposedly a powerful treasure was only two days ago, how can they be smelling so quickly? And it's winter..."

Greyhound frowned. He picked up a severed limb from the ground beside him, examined it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

The body was rotting faster than he had imagined; it had begun to dry out and was even approaching a thick, purulent substance.

Strangely, there were no maggot-like creatures inside their bodies, and these people...

"Aren't they all infected?"

Greyhound frowned; he couldn't find even the slightest trace of Originium on these corpses.

"Military forces must not include infected individuals."

"The Undead said."

"Isn't this normal?"

"No, you didn't understand what I meant."

Greyhound shook his head and said.

"If these people are not infected, judging from their clothing, this is entirely Shang Shu's own armed force. There is no possibility of other forces intervening."

Greyhound said.

"That means a battle took place here two to three days ago. And it happened with the full knowledge of the Shang Shu authorities. It wasn't a staged event orchestrated by certain individuals or forces pretending to be the Shang Shu army."

"Furthermore, the police department hasn't reported any large-scale casualties in the past few days, but look."

As he spoke, the greyhound spread out his hands, gesturing for the undead to look at the ground.

"There are so many people, at least a dozen. They died here without making a ripple. The news was completely suppressed by the Great Yan government. Now there are rumors outside that a great treasure has appeared in Shang Shu."

Upon hearing this, the immortal also realized that something was amiss.

"You mean, Shang Shu deliberately leaked the news?"

"This is just a possibility, not an absolute one. After all, so many people have died, and it's extremely dangerous. Why not just seal off the entire Wangjing Gate? They only sent people to block off the docks, and even called it 'strengthening security during the Spring Festival'."

Greyhound turned back and pointed in the direction they had come from.

"Moreover, before these corpses could be retrieved, the Celestial Master sealed the exit with talismans. This shows that even though these people died, they couldn't completely eliminate that guy, and could only use this method to seal the place."

"Shangshu officials, what exactly is Lord Liang hiding?"

Greyhound thought for a moment, then put down the severed limb he was holding, stood up from the ground, and patted his trouser legs.

"Now it seems that if so many people can't handle this guy, then I probably can't either."

Greyhound was already considering quitting, and he turned to ask.

"Should we leave? We already know a lot. If we go back and follow this clue again, we should find out more."

"Do not."

The Undead shook his head; he had no intention of leaving now.

Greyhound's analysis was pretty accurate. But the Undead felt that what was inside was the most important thing.

He could smell it; it was an unpleasant odor.

"You can't handle it, but I can."

As he spoke, the man who hadn't died was about to continue walking inside.

Greyhound sighed and subconsciously reached for the cigarettes in his pocket. But after thinking for a moment, he took his hand out again without lighting a cigarette.

"So, why do you want to investigate this matter?"

Greyhound asked as he followed the Undead.

“Brother Sun is right. This has nothing to do with Rhodes Island right now. This is an internal matter of Great Yan. Even if there is an outbreak of Originium Beasts, Great Yan is definitely capable of handling it. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be suppressing the news like this.”

"This has nothing to do with Rhodes Island."

The Undead looked back at the Greyhound and said.

“It’s related to me.”

"..."

Greyhound paused for a moment, then couldn't help but curse.

"Fine, whatever."

Following the only road deeper into the area, the two saw more corpses along the way, and even the floor tiles were stained red.

The state of these corpses was no different from the corpses found before; they were all missing limbs and had lost their brains.

But here, the signs of battle are more obvious.

Under the dim light from the overhead lamp, one could vaguely see the large impact marks left on the walls and floor.

The wall tiles were broken, and the floor was sunken, the kind of damage that could only have been caused by a huge hammer-like weapon or the immense force of a living organism.

"This is outrageous..."

As Greyhound walked along, he finally began to feel that something was wrong.

"What kind of Originium Beast could have such strength? And this passage isn't even that big."

The greyhound surveyed the entire corridor.

"About five meters wide and four meters high. Could it be that the Originium Beast filled the entire passageway?"

The Undead did not speak again; he was completely enveloped by the familiar and unpleasant smell.

If you can smell this aroma, it means that there were at least some monsters related to the abyss in this area.

If he guessed correctly, these people were fighting against the Abyss, which is why they suffered such heavy casualties.

The appearance of abyssal monsters within Shang Shu is not good news.

Whether for the sake of the Shang Shu people or for their own sake, the Undead will never let it go.

Just then, a sound came from the waterway next to them, which was clearly not possible in the extremely quiet passageway.

"careful!"

The Undead turned around and kicked the Greyhound backward, using the force to shift himself two steps further.

Then, right where he had been standing, something he couldn't identify crashed to the ground.

boom!

The round creature crashed to the ground, sending bricks and stones flying, and the Undead reacted in a very short time.

A faint blue light shone from his right hand, and a moment later, a magnificent and exquisite blue longsword appeared in his hand.

He loosely grasped the magical sword that had been conjured in his right hand and slashed it down at the monster that had just been smashed into a deep dent!

Magic (Fran's Swift Sword)

The magic-infused blade sliced ​​a huge gash in the side of the dark figure, from which a few drops of dark liquid splattered.

The monster, whose shape was still indistinct, roared, but it didn't care about the dead man at all. Instead, it turned and ran towards the greyhound.

The Undead hadn't expected that the monster would actually go after the weakest one first, ignoring him.

The two were less than ten meters apart, while the monster and the greyhound were only about seven or eight meters apart. For a nimble monster, this was just a step away.

The greyhound had just stood up when it looked up and saw a strange creature more than two meters tall standing in front of it.

The monster rushed in front of the greyhound, and several tentacled black shadows emerged from its body.

This is the culprit that left those police officers with missing limbs; its body has no sharp weapons. But those tentacle-like organs are its tools for committing the crimes.

But the expected scene of blood splattering did not occur.

Greyhound moved even faster than the Undead's gasp. He leaped from the spot, using his right foot to push off the wall for leverage, and then spun back with his left leg, slamming it into the monster's upper body, which was hidden in the shadows.

boom!