Zongman: I'm working hard to develop my daily life in the time-travel series

Peter also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Right? That's perfect, we can go back and collect the money after turning in the mission."

He then turned to Shi Yu with a smile and complimented him:

"We have a lot to thank for Lord Shi Yu, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get such an easy mission."

He knew Shi Yu was well-off, otherwise he wouldn't have felt comfortable sharing the reward this time.

Shi Yu, however, paid no attention to their flattery.

"Trap Search!"

A wave of magical energy spread out.

An unusual spot of light appeared at the location of the stone platform.

Shi Yu smiled slightly.

·· ········Requesting flowers····· ···

Reach out and gently press on that tiny, bright carving.

As the carving moved downwards, a snapping sound was heard as something snapped shut.

"what happened?"

Everyone turned to look at Shi Yu.

The next second, a cracking sound rang out, and the stone platform began to slowly move.

A staircase leading underground appeared before everyone's eyes.

Peter and the others looked at each other in bewilderment as they stared into the eerie underground passage.

They originally thought it was a simple task, but Shi Yu forcibly increased the difficulty for them.

Looking at this hidden mechanism, it's clear it's not a good place.

These few lowly silver-ranked guys really didn't want to participate in such a dangerous mission.

"Tsk, tsk."

Staring intently into the tunnel,

... ...... ...

He then casually tossed in several grenades he had trained in the underground maze.

Boom~! !

Several muffled thuds were heard.

The entire ancestral hall shook.

Peter and the others stared blankly at the smoking tunnel, their heads filled with question marks.

Shi Yu chuckled:

"Run! What are you waiting for?"

After saying that, he turned and ran out of the ancestral hall.

At the same time, a furious and angry shout suddenly rang out in the passageway:

"Me!...#@%! That bastard did it, I@%#￥#!"

At the same time, several zombies resembling city guards roared as they rushed out of the tunnel.

Peter and the others were jolted awake.

She turned around and ran after Shi Yu.

On the way, Nia didn't forget to give everyone a few speed-enhancing skills.

At this moment, the once peaceful cemetery suddenly became noisy.

Zombies and skeletons crawled out of the graves and surrounded the crowd.

Looking around, it seemed as if the entire destination had become a lair for the undead!

Poor Peter and the others were almost in tears.

Nia was so frightened that she was trembling all over.

Shi Yu led the way,

He wields two black and white pistols, one shot kills one kid.

Peter and the others followed closely behind, afraid that if they were a step too slow, they would be left behind in the cemetery.

Meanwhile, deep within the passage...

A girl with short, blond hair and regular features, wearing a cloak, was looking at an old man with an amused expression.

"Hey~ Little Kaji, your hideout's been discovered."

Chapter 89 The Spiral of Death Project, the Demise of Yerantir

Cargit,

His original name was Kajit Del Badantir.

He was originally a child from an ordinary village in France. His mother died of a cerebral hemorrhage, and he felt guilty for missing the chance to see her one last time.

To resurrect his mother, he began researching magic. To have enough time for his research, he even became immortal.

To achieve his goal, he needed to collect negative energy, and thus spent five years preparing to destroy Ye Lantil.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to join the evil secret organization Chinranon, which had great power and a well-known leader.

During this time, he used the Death Orb to create undead using the third-tier magic 'Creation of the Undead'.

The number of undead that can be controlled is determined by the magic power of the spellcaster.

The stronger the undead created, the lower the number that can be controlled.

Even for the lowest level of undead like zombies, according to "380," it's impossible for Kajit to control more than 100.

Now, with the power of the Death Orb, he has almost doubled his control.

Just recently, Clementine, a traitor to the original Black Scripture and one of the executives of Chronon, came to assist him in destroying Erantil, bringing with him the Sage's Crown, a secret treasure of the Windflower Scripture that he had seized.

As it turns out, this guy, despite his cute appearance, is actually a serial killer with a brutal personality and sadistic tendencies.

For several nights in a row, I went out to search for metal phone tags that had been tortured to death by adventurers of all levels.

As a result, during a hunting game, one of them escaped. In order to cover up the truth, Kajit had to release a few zombies to confuse the situation.

He was the one who warned this guy to tone it down today.

Surprisingly, the adventurers sent by the Adventurers' Guild found the entrance.

He had already laid an ambush underground with enough zombies to tear them to pieces.

Who knew the other side wouldn't play by the rules, dropping down two strange explosives and then running away to who knows where.

This prompted Clementine, who was watching the spectacle, to mock him.

"Little Kajit~ How about it? Hand them over to me? I'm feeling a bit panicked right now. Speaking of which, that guy who spent money to buy levels is really interesting. Let me take him as my prey, is that alright?"

Clementine stared at Kajit with her large, kitten-like eyes and asked.

Despite having a cute face, she exudes an extremely creepy and intimidating aura.

Kajit gritted his teeth and glared at her angrily:

“Clementine, I’ve spent years preparing to turn this town into a dead zone! I don’t want your pointless games to ruin my plans. If you continue to cause trouble… I’ll kill you!”

Clementine, unfazed by Kajit's threat, smiled and said:

"Is it called the Spiral of Death?"

“That’s right, it’s the ceremony our leader is currently conducting.”

Where the undead gather, powerful undead usually emerge.

If there are powerful undead, then even stronger undead will emerge.

Magical rituals utilizing this characteristic are like a spiral, capable of continuously generating stronger undead, enough to destroy an entire city, hence the name "Spiral of Death."

This evil ritual once turned a city into a place where the undead roamed freely.

Kajit's goal is to turn Yelantier into a second dead city, and by collecting the power of death within it, he can become a true undead being with immortal power.

To achieve this goal, he would not allow anyone to sabotage his plans.

Therefore, Cajit stared at Clementine again and emphasized:

"Understand?"

A cruel expression suddenly appeared on Clementine's lovely, puffed-up cheeks.

She transformed into a whirlwind, taking a single step that instantly closed the distance between her and Kajit. With lightning speed, the short cone in her hand stabbed fiercely towards Kajit's throat.

Cargit seemed to have anticipated Clementine's move.

Before the short cone could strike, a gigantic hand made of countless human bones suddenly rose from the ground.

With a clang, the short cone pierced the bone wall but was blocked.

"Hmph! It was all your fault for that pointless attack, which distracted me and caused me to stop controlling the other undead."

Clementine chuckled:

"Eh~? I'm really sorry~ But I haven't even used my full strength yet. As for you, you must have used every trick in the book to block it, right?"

"Heh~ Stop bragging, Clementine, you're not the kind of person who'll go easy on someone."

"Wow, you've been seen through? Hmm... If you hadn't blocked it, your shoulder would have been pierced through by now. But I have absolutely no intention of killing you, that's for sure... After all, I still want to see the feast to come."

Seeing the woman's disgusting smile, Kajit's face scrunched up.

Clementine turned and walked out of the dungeon.

Her sickly, delicate voice came through:

"Oh, right, I've decided to go and deal with that adventurer who found this place. After all, your bunch of trash zombies definitely won't be able to stop him."

Cargit's face darkened, and he snapped at Clementine:

"You idiot, we've already captured that ability user who can manipulate any magical artifact, and we can unleash the [Undead Army] at any time. Why do you have to cause trouble?!"

"You might be strong against living people because you're good at one-hit kills, but your advantage isn't so obvious against the undead who have no physiological functions, right? And do you think this is my last trump card?"

Cargit, feigning composure, relayed the threat to Clementine.

Clementine tilted her head, glanced at Cajit, and smiled:

"You should be able to win, after all, you're still alive."

After saying that, Clementine took advantage of Cajit's momentary daze and rushed out of the dungeon.

Kajit opened his mouth, then cursed under his breath:

"That damn person with personality defects."

Although it's hard to admit, Clementine, as the original ninth seat of the Dark Codex, did indeed possess formidable strength.

Among the twelve strongest executives in her own organization, the Chal Nong, only three could defeat her with a 5.3 rating.

But it's obvious that he wasn't among those three.

Kajit cursed his bad luck under his breath.

He glanced at a blond boy with bangs covering his eyes in the darkness and gave a cold smile.

"We had no choice but to move the plan forward."

He pulled out an incredibly ornate crown.

Countless small gemstones adorn the delicate, spiderweb-like metal lines, with a huge black crystal-like gemstone set in the very center of the crown.

The crown of the wise!

One of the greatest treasures of the Slane Theocracy, it is an artifact that allows humans of lower ranks to use high-level magic.