Tomb raiding: It all started with shocking the archaeological team.

Bang!

The bronze helmet on the head of the bronze-armored corpse was knocked away by Chen Yibai with his bronze sword, and it crashed with a 'bang' onto a pile of bones more than ten meters away.

As luck would have it, it landed right on a skull.

The next second, a beam of light shone directly onto the head of the bronze-armored corpse.

The bronze-armored corpse's enormous head had no scalp, and its face was covered with black, rotting flesh. Its equally blackened skull was directly exposed, emitting a pungent stench.

The beam of light was coming from the archaeological team's side.

At this point, the archaeological team had only climbed less than three meters up. Wang Haichuan looked back every three steps, and he was curiously watching Chen Yibai's situation almost the entire time.

After all, this is a thousand-year-old corpse that can jump. For Wang Haichuan, who is obsessed with archaeology, even if he can't study it, taking a few more glances is still a bonus.

Looking at it this way, it seems that Captain Chen is fighting this ancient corpse to a standstill.

"Qiu Jing, how are things on your end?"

At the same time, after succeeding, Chen Yibai quickly made a tactical detour and shouted a question to Qiu Jing.

"No...it's okay..."

Qiu Jing responded with a pained cry, reaching out to shovel at the bones buried beneath her body, and finally poked her head out from the pile of bones.

Qiu Jing herself had no idea how she had escaped that ordeal.

"Throw the ink line to me!"

Hearing Chen Yibai call out to her again, Qiu Jing quickly threw the inkwell box she was holding toward Chen Yibai: "Catch!"

The ink line drew an arc in the air, which Chen Yibai caught perfectly. At the right angle, he smoothly wrapped the ink line around the neck of the bronze-armored corpse.

'Hiss'

The ink line wrapped around the neck of the bronze-armored corpse hissed and burned, instantly emitting black smoke.

Even though the bronze helmet on the bronze-armored corpse's head was removed and the ink line was wrapped around its neck, it still couldn't cause it much damage.

However, since the ink line is an object used to ward off evil, even if it doesn't cause much damage, it can still serve as a deterrent and distract the bronze-armored corpse.

This is exactly the effect Chen Yibai wanted.

Taking advantage of the bronze-armored corpse's frenzied attempt to break free from the ink line, Chen Yibai once again risked rushing over to get close and precisely used half of his bronze sword to strike the bronze breastplate's unfastening buckle on the back of the bronze-armored corpse's neck.

Wow…

As the armor-removing buckle was pried open, the bronze breastplate on the upper body of the bronze-armored corpse was also removed with a 'clatter,' revealing the dark body inside. It also had no skin, and all that was left were chunks of black, rotting flesh hanging on its body.

And as the bronze breastplate was removed, the extremely pungent stench of decaying corpses almost made Chen Yibai faint.

Fortunately, Chen Yibai had raided countless tombs and had become somewhat immune to the stench of corpses.

If it were anyone else, this would be equivalent to a deadly biological weapon, capable of suffocating them.

laugh!

Just then, the ink line wrapped around the neck of the bronze-armored corpse was burned off.

The bronze-armored corpse, stripped of its breastplate, seemed to have become completely frenzied. After severing the ink line, it let out a low growl and reached out to grab Chen Yibai.

"You're still acting like a timid little wife, getting angry and embarrassed after your clothes were ripped off?"

Chen Yibai anticipated the bronze-armored corpse's attack, made a quick dodge, and rushed forward to stab the bronze half of his sword into the corpse's navel.

Two pieces of armor have now been removed from the bronze-armored corpse, so the objective has been achieved. We can now test the effect.

puff!

The bronze sword pierced precisely into the belly button of the bronze-armored corpse with a 'plop' sound.

To Chen Yibai's surprise, the bronze-armored corpse did not react much, not even as much as the one whose neck was wrapped in ink line.

Then, when the bronze sword was pulled out, only the hilt remained, which was originally half of the bronze sword, in his hand.

The sword that pierced the bronze-armored corpse's belly was instantly corrupted into molten copper inside the corpse's body!

"Gan!"

Chen Yibai's expression changed drastically, and he realized something was wrong; the difference was far greater than he had imagined.

Just as he thrust out that sword, the bronze-armored corpse's palm, as large as a fan, reached out to grab him.

At this point, it won't be so easy to get away unscathed.

Chen Yibai had no choice but to grit his teeth and try his best to find the smallest gaps to dodge the bronze-armored corpse's claws.

chap!

Too fast, too little time. Although Chen Yibai managed to dodge, he was still grabbed hard on the shoulder, half of his sleeve was torn off, and intense pain instantly spread throughout his body, as if a dull knife had cut several buttons on his shoulder.

Turning my head, I saw three bloody cuts on my shoulder, even bigger than a child's open mouth. Fortunately, the bones and tendons under the skin were not damaged, but the edges of the wounds were black, which was corpse poison!

Ruined!

This is fucking terrible.

After much effort, they finally managed to remove the protective armor from the bronze-armored corpse.

As it turned out, the bronze-armored corpse's body was even more terrifyingly yin than he had imagined; the bronze sword he had thrust into it was instantly corroded into molten copper.

Ultimately, it all came down to not having a suitable weapon.

This bronze sword was, after all, just ordinary bronze that had been aged; compared to the bronze-armored corpse, it was like a child's toy.

If this were in my previous life, a meteorite iron black gold sword could have beheaded this bronze-armored corpse.

But saying all that now is pointless.

What's next?

Did we go too far and end up crashing and burning here today?

"grass!"

Chen Yibai threw away the bronze sword hilt in his hand, enduring the intense pain in his shoulder, and tried his best to create a safe distance from the bronze-armored corpse, while his mind quickly thought of other ways to deal with the situation.

A direct confrontation wouldn't work, and we didn't have any suitable weapons.

If we can't come up with a good solution, we're definitely going to be stuck here today.

Reborn into this world, Chen Yibai suffered a crushing defeat in his very first game, which left him feeling somewhat resentful.

"Wait...it seems there's still a chance!"

Chen Yibai suddenly remembered something else.

There might still be a chance!

"Qiu Jing!"

Chen Yibai suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs towards Qiu Jing.

"I'm fine!"

Qiu Jing immediately responded loudly.

"It's good that you're alright. Could you do me one more favor and go to where the coffin fell down, and see if there are any sealing nails on the coffin lid?"

Chen Yibai shouted loudly.

Coffin nails are the nails used to seal a coffin. Although they are specifically used to seal a coffin, they also have a little-known function: to suppress the corpse!

The legendary "corpse-suppressing nails" are actually special coffin-sealing nails.

This so-called 'special' contains a lot of information.

In fact, Chen Yibai is not sure whether the coffin used by the bronze-armored corpse had sealing nails.

But this is the only chance now, and we have no choice but to try our luck, even if it seems hopeless.

"it is good!"

Qiu Jing answered without hesitation.

She also understands the current situation: we all prosper together, and we all suffer together.

Although I don't know why Chen Yibai is looking for the coffin-sealing nails, I just need to carry them out.

To avoid getting in the way, Qiu Jing gritted her teeth and pulled out the bone fragment stuck in her calf. Without even bothering to bandage it, she gritted her teeth and ran desperately towards the direction from which the coffin had fallen.