Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 166 The Bronze Gate Opens
Moreover, these little monsters seem to feel no pain. Even if they are shot down to half their bodies, as long as they can still move, they will desperately try to squeeze into the gaps.

After Wu Xiaoxie finished loading all the bullets, he picked up his gun, sat on the ground, and fired short bursts at the several monkeys that Zhang Wuxun and the other two couldn't handle as they crawled in through the gap. They were only wounded but not killed before falling in.

Blood splattered everywhere; the three were practically in a bloodthirsty frenzy, spraying blood into the air and leaving behind a pungent, foul odor.

Wave after wave of monkeys fearlessly pounced on them, driven by their most primal killing instincts, devouring and destroying without regard for anything else.

"We're running out of bullets," Wu Xiaoxie said, his voice filled with despair.

Zhang Wuxun kicked two monkeys in the mouth to death, then tossed the gun and magazine in his hand to Wu Xiaoxie without looking back. He spoke quickly, "Go help Fatty. Don't worry about me. If we run out of bullets, use the knife. As long as we can hold out this wave, these ghostly things will retreat when the fog rises in the rift valley."

Wu Xiaoxie stood up, supporting himself against the stone wall. He endured the excruciating pain in his calves, gave the remaining magazines to Fatty, and together they guarded the crevice.

The fat man roared and punched the monkey that tried to pounce on his face, sending it flying through the air. "Damn it, if you want to eat me, you'd better see if you have the iron teeth!"

Without a gun, Zhang Wuxun conjured two Type 56 sword-shaped bayonets out of thin air in his hands, piercing through the monkeys forced into the crevice and sending them flying.

The filthy blood splattered into his eyes, causing them to sting painfully. Zhang Wuxun involuntarily squinted, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. If his hand movements paused even slightly, several deep claw marks would appear on his body the next second.

A monkey with no lips opened its large mouth, and its sharp teeth pierced Zhang Wuxun's left shoulder.

Zhang Wuxun swung his knife backhand and sliced ​​off the monkey's head, sending its body flying. However, the head was still stuck to Zhang Wuxun's shoulder, its teeth digging into his flesh, severely hindering its movement.

Zhang Wuxun then grabbed the head with his right hand and pulled it outwards with force, tearing off the piece of flesh that was being bitten along with it. The head groaned in pain and threw it away.

Zhang Wuxun's left arm was so painful that he could barely lift it. He frowned, gritted his teeth, and hissed as he took a few breaths. Before he could even check his wound, another wave of monkeys pounced on him.

The injury to his left arm had a significant impact on Zhang Wuxun, so he simply closed his eyes and used the danger perception ability, which was a bonus from the system, to the fullest extent.

The trajectory of all the attacks from the monkeys within a hundred meters was imprinted in his mind.

Zhang Wuxun swung the blade with one hand, creating afterimages, and annihilated all the swarming monkeys in his mouth.

Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty had run out of bullets, so they threw their guns and drew their knives to fight. The monkey that had bitten their arms was torn off and smashed into a pulp against the stone wall.

He didn't know how much time had passed, so long that Zhang Wuxun's arms were numb, and he could only mechanically swing the blade out of instinct.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and all three of them were thrown off balance, nearly falling over.

A deep, resonant bell suddenly rang out, seemingly both close at hand and far away.

"It's foggy! It's foggy, Fatty!"

Amidst the ringing in his ears, Zhang Wuxun heard Wu Xiaoxie's cheers.

Wisps of blue mist drifted out from the crevices of the rocks, brushing against my cheeks and bringing a touch of coolness.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, and the monkeys inside seemed to have seen some terrifying natural enemy. They desperately fled out of the crack, as if they had seen something more terrifying than a flood or a ferocious beast, and frantically ran back into the wide-open mouth of the host bird.

In the chaos, some of the monkeys even started biting and fighting each other to snatch the mouths of the human-faced birds. The human-faced birds, however, were even more anxious than they were. As if receiving some kind of instruction, before the monkeys could crawl back, they all flapped their wings and took off, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

What shocked Wu Xiaoxie and his companions even more was that the few remaining monkeys in their mouths, as they tried to burrow into the corpses of the human-faced birds that had been killed earlier, suddenly began to convulse. Then, they swelled up like inflated balloons, their flesh and blood swelling into a thin membrane before exploding with a snap, turning into a complete mess of flesh.

Wu Xiaoxie and his companion were completely dumbfounded. "What... what's going on?"

Looking at the misty valley floor before him, Wu Xiaoxie's heart skipped a beat. "Could this mist be poisonous? Muyu, do you know what's going on?"

As Wu Xiaoxie spoke, he covered his mouth and nose and turned to look behind him, only to find Zhang Wuxun lying unconscious on the ground. He immediately panicked.

"Wooden fish!"

Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty rushed over to help Zhang Wuxun up, only to find that Zhang Wuxun's body was burning hot, like boiling water, his eyes were closed, and the crimson flame tattoo on the right side of his face was glowing with an eerie red like flames.

"How could this happen..." Wu Xiaoxie was extremely anxious. Ignoring her own wounds, she hurriedly rummaged through Zhang Wuxun's medical kit and used alcohol to spray on the bandages to cool him down.

"It can't be wiped off! Why can't the blood on the wooden fish be wiped off?!"

When they took off his clothes, they discovered that every pore on Zhang Wuxun's body was oozing blood, like sand in an hourglass, endlessly, and no amount of wiping could clean it off.

Suddenly, the fat man grabbed Wu Xiaoxie's hand and said in surprise, "Tianzhen, look! The blood flowing from the wooden fish is flowing in one direction along the crack in the ground!"

The fat man pointed in the direction of the blood flow and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The bronze door opened!
The fat man quickly turned Wu Xiaoxie's head in that direction, "Look quickly."

Wu Xiaoxie turned his head to look in that direction.

The human skin sealing the giant bronze gate embedded in the cliff had somehow burst and fallen off. At the same time, the two huge bronze gates moved outward slightly, and a thin gap emitting a faint blue light appeared between the two gates.

Wu Xiaoxie's heart jumped into his throat, only then realizing with a start that the tremor he had just experienced was actually the sound of the bronze door opening.

Therefore, the abnormality in the wooden fish's body must have occurred after the bronze door was opened.

Something inside the bronze door is sucking the blood from the wooden fish!

A thought flashed through Wu Xiaoxie's mind like lightning.

Damn it! At this rate, the wooden fish will be sucked dry! We have to find a way to stop it.

He suddenly remembered that Wang Zanghai had said in the engravings left in the snake-browed bronze fish that the succession of the Wan Nu King would only occur when the previous Wan Nu King died, and a new Wan Nu King would crawl out of the bronze door.

Wu Xiaoxie explained his thoughts to Fatty, and they concluded, "Therefore, the one who sucks the blood of the wooden fish must be the newly born King of Ten Thousand Slaves."

(End of this chapter)