1573 The Island of Oblivion (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
”Mo Fan, Mo Fan!...”
Shreev's voice came from behind them. Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan were prepared to start an epic battle when the man stopped them.
”Don't attack them, these Tomb Torturers are not interested in living humans,” Shreev said.
”Are you sure? Why are they staring at us like that?” Zhao Manyan said.
”They don't have eyes. They are just facing us because they have never seen anything alive. These Tomb Torturers aren't that intelligent. They are the lowest-level creatures in the Pyramid, even worse than slaves,” Shreev said.
”Stay away from me when you talk. You really stink,” Mo Fan said.
”Where are the others?”
”Over here!”
The others soon regrouped. They all noticed that the Tomb Torturers did not take the initiative to attack them. They were just a bunch of ghastly-looking monsters trying to scare the humans away from their territory.
The tormented souls that were dragged into the Pyramid were still circling above them. A dozen Tomb Torturers suddenly jumped into the air and dragged a group of the vengeful spirits to the ground with their hooks.
The Tomb Torturers turned into brutal chefs after they landed on the ground. Their axes were very effective against the tormented souls. They severed the limbs of the enormous tormented souls in no time. They eventually turned into wisps of essence, like a drop of green dew, falling into the pool at the center of the chamber.
”They are slaying the tormented souls to retrieve their essence. It will flow through a channel that was specifically designed for them to another pool that is constantly boiled by the flames of the Hellhounds, which will refine it into the Essence of the Dead. It is constantly being fed to the Pharaohs' coffins where the Pharaohs are in deep slumber. After a few hundred years of exposure, their cultivation will improve,” Shreev explained.
Mo Fan smacked his lips after hearing the explanation. These Pharaohs were extravagant indeed. They even had a bunch of slaves to boil the pot and provide them with warmth after they died!
”Don't worry about them. There are just low-level minions that keep repeating low-level tasks in the Pyramid. There are at least a few hundred workshops like this in the Great Pyramid of Giza,” Shreev went on.
”Are there different kinds of slaves in the Underworld?” Mo Fan asked quickly.
”Yeah, they all serve the Pharaohs. From the lowest Tomb Torturers to the Tomb Decorators, then the Underworld Warriors and the Yoked... There are tens of thousands of them in the average Pyramids, let alone the tomb of the King of Pharaohs. If we waste our time killing these things, it will take us more than a hundred years,” Shreev answered.
”What do we do now?” Heidi asked.
”We'll wait for the newest batch of the Essence of the Dead to be refined. A bunch of Underworld Warriors will come and take the residue away. They will lead us out of this chamber. We can then look for the entrance to the Underworld,” Shreev said.
”The residue?” Heidi was confused.
”If the Pharaohs eat the meat, the others under him can still share the leftover soup, right? Otherwise, how do you think a huge tomb like this could have so many powerful undead?” Shreev said.