When Gu Xi's subordinates went all out, their speed was truly something else.
Gu Xi had only just given the order when the Ghost Squad stripped away the black pyramid's outer skin, revealing layer upon layer of stone blocks beneath.
These stones were the same as the ones Gu Xi had encountered on the road. They looked like marble on the surface, but in truth, they were concrete mixed with all kinds of things.
Beneath every single block were a considerable number of human lives.
In particular, Gu Xi noticed that the mortar poured between the stones was actually dark red. From that alone, he could tell this mortar had probably been mixed with human flesh and blood too.
Judging from this arrangement, the Pharaoh was no good man either.
After all, even in Gu Xi's Death City, he had never used corpses as building materials. Most of the materials were proper, legitimate materials.
After silently roasting the Pharaoh in his heart, Gu Xi watched as his subordinates dismantled the stones one by one and transported them aside.
The smaller stones were the size of cars, while the larger ones might weigh dozens of tons.
Under normal circumstances, if one wanted to dismantle something like this, they would have to start from the top of the pyramid and use all sorts of tools.
But for Gu Xi's undead, there was no need for any of that. If something needed doing, they simply tore it apart.
Especially since more or less every one of these stones had souls sealed inside.
These souls had been buried here for who knew how many years, exposed to wind and sun, and their resentment had already reached a heaven-defying level.
To put it bluntly, if Gu Xi really wanted to be ruthless, he could cast