The two little ones had just begun heading deeper inside. Since they knew that whoever arrived first could take all the gold and then sneak back, they were going for it.
They certainly had a beautiful dream, but the commotion outside was too great. The Death Worm kept rolling about, and even in midair, they were affected slightly.
Thump!
Thump-thump!
A series of faintly sinister sounds drifted over. Everyone swallowed, somewhat afraid to act rashly.
"Brother, do you know what that is?"
Looking toward the tomb passage deeper inside, the Northeast Boss felt a knot form in his heart.
"Heh heh, your history knowledge is lacking. They're the guards of the Misty Rain Tomb—the Northern Wei Unspeaking Cavalry. They protected their master with their lives, and after death, they guarded their master's eternal rest."
Hearing this, the Northeast Boss's eyes widened. Didn't that mean zombies were coming? Or were they a group of undead spirits?
"Boss, they're here... They're here, and there are so many."
Someone from the Northeast tomb-raiding group spoke while trembling all over.
"That's normal. We disturbed the tomb owner's rest."
"They say that when a person lights a candle, a ghost blows out the lamp. The candle we brought in just now has already gone out. Boss, what do we do now?"
The Northeast Boss frowned. So many of his brothers had died already. He couldn't possibly return empty-handed, so he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Kill!"
The first to arrive weren't the Northern Wei Unspeaking Cavalry, but the little ones in midair. The two of them had been running the whole time, their foreheads beaded with sweat.
"Phew... That scared me to death."
"Hahaha."
"That was fun!"
The two children became fearless again.
Northeast Boss: "..."
Seeing them so carefree, everyone's