Chapter 130: Undead Unearthed
In the next few days, Jiang Shang and his group settled down on the rooftop of this building.

Eating and sleeping are all in this building.

According to Mr. Li, this rooftop is the best place to observe the movements of Song Ling, and one can clearly see the location of the dead in Song Ling.

After hearing this, Jiang Shang looked carefully towards Song Ling's position, but saw nothing.

Even the expected fluctuations in the monarchy were absent.

The space there was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

After Jiang Shang expressed his doubts, Mr. Li joked, "It's daytime now, so you can't see anything."

However, Jiang Shang still kept this matter in mind.

In any case, he trusted his own eyes more than Mr. Li's judgment.

Where there are ghosts, it will definitely not be as calm as dead water.

There must be something fishy!
In addition, Jiang Shang and his friends’ spare time activity is to clean up the demons that come near because of their activities.

Of course, it was not Jiang Shang and others' turn to eliminate the demons. Tu Meng took care of it all alone.

Every time Jiang Shang or Fu Zhong said that there were demons nearby, Tu Meng would be the one who rushed to the front, yelling.

There is no room for anyone else to take action.

Tu Meng deserves the title of a fighting maniac.

Almost every time a demon attacked him, he dealt with it cleanly and neatly.

Even if there were several general-level demons coming over hunting together, this guy could kill them easily.

None of the magic used throughout the process was advanced magic; all were a mixture of intermediate and elementary magic.

This also made Jiang Shang certain that Tu Meng's fire element was a soul type, which had a six-fold bonus, but it did not have a domain.

There are no special bonuses for the Thunder and Shadow elements.

"Jiang Shang, come here and see if there are any undead spirits coming out from there. My eyes are a little blurry and I can't see clearly."

Mr. Li's sudden words woke Jiang Shang from his meditation.

"Which direction?" Jiang Shang stood up, walked quickly to the edge of the rooftop and asked.

"The park about 500 meters ahead." Mr. Li raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

Hearing this, Jiang Shang opened his silver eyes and looked in the direction that Mr. Li pointed.

Sure enough, just as Mr. Li said, the space there was indeed experiencing a lot of fluctuations.

It was as if there was a blender working frantically underwater, and the space there became turbulent.

It does seem like there are a lot of demons roaming around there.

I saw the land in Central Park rolling, as if a monster hidden in the ground was breaking out of the ground, the dead grass was shaking, and the dry soil was slowly cracking.

A skinny, dark blue claw suddenly stretched out from the mud. The claw, with mud still remaining between its fingers, pushed hard and brought the rest of its body out of the mud.

It was a dark blue corpse with a tattered armor draped over its keratinous skin.

It is not difficult to see from the black light flashing from time to time on the armor that this armor, which has been polished over the years, still has defensive power even though it is tattered.

And undead creatures like this are not isolated cases.

From Jiang Shang's perspective, the entire Central Park and even the area within a mile around the Song Mausoleum were densely packed with these undead, some wearing armor and some not.

But the armor of the most powerful ones among them was intact, and they even held swords, axes and other weapons in their hands.

Even though he was several hundred meters away, Jiang Shang could still feel the aura coming from this guy, and his heart sank. This guy must be a general.

Looking at the thousands of undead, and no less than a hundred of them are warrior-level undead.

Jiang Shang cursed in his heart and quickly told Mr. Li the information.

After hearing this, Mr. Li did not show any sadness. Instead, he stroked his beard and smiled, "This is a good thing. It means that some of the undead in the Song Mausoleum have come out. After all, how could a mausoleum of an ancient dynasty have only a few undead? Now these undead may be the undead under the command of a certain deceased minister.

But we still have to wait a few days, at least to make sure that the dead king is still in the tomb."

“But even if that deceased monarch is not here, there are more than 20 monarchs in the Song Dynasty, so it is impossible that there is only this one deceased monarch, right? What if there is still a monarch-level undead soul sleeping in the Song Tombs, wouldn’t we be walking into a trap?” Jiang Shang asked with a frown.

"There is only one." Li Lao said confidently, "Once the undead lose their leader, they will kill each other and devour each other until the next leader is decided. Even monarch-level undead are not immune to this. If there is no emperor, it is impossible for a second monarch to be born. The monarchs of the Song Dynasty have all been buried. For this group of undead, there is no restraint or leader.

So we only need to deal with one dead king."

"What a bullshit! Even if it's a dead king, we can't deal with it," Tu Meng cursed.

"Indeed, I'm afraid we will be killed by the other side as soon as we meet." Fu Zhong analyzed calmly.

"I have my own way of doing this. Anyway, as long as we don't confront the dead king head-on, it shouldn't discover ants like us. Besides, I'm still here, an old man. I can deal with the dead king." said Old Li.

After calming everyone down, Mr. Li continued to stand on the platform, observing the movements of the undead below.

Jiang Shang also followed.

After the emergence of the Songling Undead, Gongcheng under the dark sky can be called a real city of the dead.

Everywhere you look is filled with the figures of the dead.

The turbid and dark breath of the undead began to permeate the entire city, providing a living space for the undead that broke out of the ground.

The black fog gradually enveloped the sky above Gongcheng.

Looking at the thick fog that was nearly 20 stories high, everyone's expression was solemn.

"Fortunately, we chose this building as the observation point. Otherwise, after these undead came out, we who were contaminated by the foul breath would definitely be noticed by these undead." Fuzhong said.

“Ahhh~~~~~~!!”

“Ahhh~~~~~~!!”

At this moment, a sharp, piercing wolf howl suddenly sounded not far away, suddenly stirring up the misty and turbid air under everyone's feet.

The sound travels far.

Immediately afterwards, there were several more wolf howls in response to the initial howls.

Jiang Shang stood on a high place and looked down at the ground. He saw gray and black figures appearing in the desolate and dilapidated streets.

They seemed to be responding to the call of the first wolf howler, rushing towards the place of the original howl like a tide.

"Is this the one-eyed demon wolf?"

"They seem to be fighting the undead."

"No need to look, the one-eyed demon wolf is doomed to die!"

"........."

Everyone spoke in different ways, but without exception, their words all declared the death penalty for the one-eyed demon wolves.

Jiang Shang had never expected that the first time he saw the demons killed in the Versatile Mage would be here, but it was quite pleasing to see that the demons that usually did evil could only fight like trapped beasts.

(End of this chapter)