National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 870 The Broken Altar

"What were you guys doing while we were trapped inside? Talking sarcastic!"

"So, I've always been annoyed by the Federation."

"If we don't open the emergency passage, we have to stay inside to die. Except for the Federation, other people's lives are worthless, right?"

In fact, Tutor Pushi has always had a bad face. Players have always had a low favorability with Tutor Pushi, but this time in the Corridor of Sinking, Tutor Pushi desperately promoted Lich to rescue them from the Corridor of Sinking .

Moreover, in comparison, the various behaviors of the Central Federation are even more disgusting.

Upon seeing this, the players held up the Book of the Dead.

Most of the players in the necromancy camp are the most Buddhist, but they have just experienced so many things in the Corridor of Sinking, and now everyone is extremely rare.

At worst, let's do it!
Who is afraid of who is coming!

Seeing the excitement of the players, the members of the Central Federation behind Xi Yongzhi were also a little nervous, raising their weapons to guard.

"I don't intend to cause disputes, everyone please calm down." Xi Yongzhi took half a step forward, trying to stabilize the situation, "Not long ago, the Federation received unsourced information that Pushi was related to the anti-federal night owl. The purpose of destroying the Sinking Corridor is In order to seize the Bone Shrine, please trust the Federation."

"We are just conducting a routine investigation and will not embarrass Mr. Pushi. We will announce the results of the investigation."

In a few words, Pu Shi already realized the problem.

Bone Shrine!

As Xi Yongzhi said, he focused his gaze on Pu Shi again, and asked in a deep voice, "Pu Shi, the bone shrine is in your hands, right?"

"So you were looking for this."

As Pu Shi spoke, he opened his hands and held the Bone Shrine that he obtained in the central hall earlier.

Xi Yongzhi's eyes lit up the moment he saw the coffin, and he couldn't restrain his excitement.

that's it!
The special props that the twelve chaebols have been looking for!

So close!

"Correct."

Pu Shi noticed the greed in Xi Yongzhi's eyes, and lightly exerted force with his right hand.

"boom!!"

Under everyone's amazed eyes, the coffin exploded instantly in Pu Shi's hands!

The Bone Shrine exploded into a cloud of dust.

Xi Yongzhi's pupils shrank, anger rose in his heart, and he stared at Pu Shi, "What! Pu Shiyou knows what you are doing..."

"It's fake."

Xi Yongzhi frowned, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The Bone Shrine in the central area is a fake. When I found it, it had been dropped." Pu Shi shook his head, and responded indifferently: "Alright, I also really want to know what happened to the Sunken Corridor. What happened, who is behind the scenes, if the Federation wants to investigate, I will naturally cooperate, and we will go with you personally."

Hearing what Pu Shi said, Xi Yongzhi was in a daze for a while.

The Shrine of Bone has been completely blown to pieces, leaving only dust on the ground.

is fake?
impossible!How could the Bone Shrine be a fake?
Is there something wrong with the plan?
The upper echelons of the Twelve Plutocrats have already obtained the Bone Shrine in advance, and even made a fake one and put it there?

Or was the Shrine of Bone already taken away by someone before they did it?
Or maybe Pu Shi was lying to him?

He raised his head and looked at Qian Yaoyun among the players behind Pu Shi, wanting to confirm with him.

Qian Yaoyun also had a shocked expression on his face.

Fake?How could this be?

"Let's go, let's go to the Undead Research Association together." Pu Shi walked up to Xi Yongzhi, "I also suspect that you are related to the anti-federal forces. How did you know in advance that we left from the inside of the Corridor of Sinking?"

Xi Yongzhi's face darkened.

"Pu Shi, what do you mean?"

Pu Shi ignored Xi Yongzhi, but looked at Fang Heng in the other crowd, "Fang Heng, go back and bring back the sacred prayer I gave you two days ago in the temporary camp and give it to your teacher Dicky, Everyone else come with me, let's go and see what evidence the Federation has to prove that we are related to the Night Owl organization."

After all, Pu Shi looked at Xi Yongzhi expressionlessly, "We can go."

Xi Yongzhi gritted his teeth, "Okay, let's go."

Instructor Pu Shi left with the team players, and in a blink of an eye, only Fang Heng, Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo were left in place.

Li Shaoqiang's coffin books accumulated for many years were all on Fang Heng's body. He thought that the books of the dead collected during this period were all left in the sinking corridor, and he was staying to discuss with Fang Heng how to recover blood.

Tan Shuo followed Li Shaoqiang all the time, so he also stayed together.

Fang Heng also stood there without moving.

Looking at the people who left together with Pu Shi's mentor, Fang Heng felt baffled!

Fang Heng said he didn't understand.

What does it mean that Master Pushi asked himself to go back to the Corridor of Sinking to get the sacred prayer?
That broken book?

To be honest, with such a large pile of books, Fang Heng is not too sure whether there are so-called sacred prayers in them.

Besides, the breath of the dead world in the sunken corridor is extremely full now, just relying on him?
Even adding one hundred Tan Shuo and one thousand Li Shaoqiang would not be enough to die!

So, what is Pu Shi's mentor hinting at himself?
Hinting to go back to the Corridor of Sinking?
Fang Heng groped his chin.

Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo couldn't figure it out either, but they also felt that something was wrong. They looked at each other and asked, "Boss Fang, should we really go back and have a look inside?"

"I also……"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows as he spoke.

Suddenly, he heard a chi chi chi chi sound.

"Chichichi..."

Fang Heng's perception was extremely keen, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

That is……

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes into a slit.

He was surprised to find that the dust scattered on the surrounding ground was exuding a faint breath of undead.

Debris left after the Shrine of Bone exploded? !
Fang Heng's heart moved.

He is very familiar with this energy fluctuation, and it is definitely related to the Bone Shrine.

"Hey, Boss Fang, what happened to your hand?"

Li Shaoqiang suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Fang Heng's right hand. With a strange expression on his face, he walked to Fang Heng's side to observe, and asked in a low voice.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Fang Heng couldn't help raising his right hand to check.

Only then did he notice that at some point, the black stripes on his right arm reappeared clearly.

"Chichichi..."

As soon as he raised his hand, the scattered dust showed a weak reaction again.

Huh?
Could it be that the fragments of the Bone Shrine are sensitive to his own hand? !
With a guess in Fang Heng's mind, he tried to lift his right hand and pour his spiritual power into it.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

Got it!

Affected by the power of the rune on Fang Heng's right arm, the dust scattered on the ground all around quickly gathered forward!

Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo were surprised to find that countless dust rose rapidly from the ground and condensed in front of Fang Heng's raised right hand.

Chi Chi Chi! ! !
Under the traction of Fang Heng's unknown force, the dust quickly condensed into fragments of the coffin of bones!
The fragments of the coffin were suspended in mid-air, and quickly condensed to restore the original appearance of the coffin of bones.

(End of this chapter)