Tomb Raider: Call Me Dragon Vein Cleaner

Chapter 97 Nine Dragons Carrying a Coffin

After finishing their meal, the anthropomorphic owls did not linger; instead, they flapped their wings and flew towards the exit above.

After bidding farewell to the hospitable birds, the group left the area.

As they approached the bronze gate, a massive bronze coffin came into view.

The bronze coffin was connected to nine chains, and the crowd looked along the chains.

Nine enormous centipedes, each several tens of meters long, were seen lying asleep beside the coffin.

"Hiss~ Nine dragons carrying a corpse, what a grand display this King Wan Nu has!"

One of the Xieling brothers exclaimed in a low voice.

Cheng Feng stared intently at the enormous coffin before him. As long as he killed the King of Ten Thousand Slaves inside, he could obtain the Meteorite Jade Tiger Seal.

The key to the Tiger Tally is its material; to enter the Bronze Gate, one must possess meteorite jade.

"These nine centipedes are all alive, Cheng Feng, don't do anything rash."

Seeing Cheng Feng's burning gaze, Huo Ling couldn't help but speak.

Chen Wenjin also chimed in, "The coffin of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves probably doesn't contain anything good. Why don't we go check the bronze gate instead?"

"Let's split up. You guys wait for me at the bronze gate."

At this moment, for Cheng Feng, the Wan Nu King was more important than the Bronze Gate, so he firmly rejected the two women's suggestion.

Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling frowned, but Cheng Feng had already made his decision.

They knew they couldn't control Cheng Feng's thoughts, so they could only say:

“If you insist on disturbing the coffin of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, then we will stay and help you.”

Huo Ling: "Yes, it's too dangerous for you to deal with these nine giant centipedes by yourself."

Although none of the members of the Unloading Ridge Clan spoke, their expressions showed that they were extremely unwilling to let Cheng Feng face the danger alone.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng sighed and said, "Okay, then be careful!"

"Please rest assured, Chief, we will definitely protect Madam!"

The members of the Unloading Ridge clan sang in unison with a powerful and resounding voice.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng no longer hesitated. He drew the Fish Intestine Sword from his waist with his right hand, and the blade gleamed with a beautiful red light under the lamp.

"This short sword?"

The two women looked at the Fish Intestine Sword in Cheng Feng's hand with some surprise and doubt.

"I found it by chance among the burial treasures of the King of Wannu."

He gave a casual explanation, then turned to look at the coffin of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, which was dozens of meters away.

"The centipedes are chained around the coffin. Provide firearms support from a distance and do not approach!"

After saying that, Cheng Feng quickly ran towards the altar where the coffin was located.

The altar is circular in the center, surrounded by a moat about four meters wide.

Nine enormous centipedes lay mostly submerged in the ditch.

Their heads and bodies were placed beside the coffin, just like pet dogs guarding their owner.

As soon as Cheng Feng arrived near the altar, all the centipedes suddenly awoke from their slumber.

They raised their upper jaws, which had huge pincers, and their numerous feet supported them as they crawled out of the ravine.

As the nine giant centipedes fully revealed themselves, gunfire erupted from Xieling, Chen Wenjin, and the others.

The centipedes, chained up, became easy targets, and Cheng Feng seized the opportunity to charge at one of them with his Fish Intestine Sword.

Everyone turned their guns to shield Cheng Feng from the centipedes on both sides.

With a leap, Cheng Feng faced the centipede that was attacking him.

With the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand, he sliced ​​off the centipede's mouthparts as smoothly as cutting tofu.

He then grabbed the centipede's tentacles with one hand, flipped over, and landed on the centipede's head.

The centipede thrashed its body, trying to shake Cheng Feng off its head.

"go to hell!"

With a roar, the Fish Intestine Sword pierced straight through the centipede's head armor and plunged into its brain.

boom

The giant centipede crashed heavily to the ground, and as Cheng Feng drew his Fish Intestine Sword from above, he did a backflip and jumped away.

Before Cheng Feng could even land, another centipede had already slammed into its head.

The two enormous objects collided, kicking up clouds of dust, and Cheng Feng had to roll over onto the coffin.

Half-squatting on the coffin, Cheng Feng gripped the Fish Intestine Sword tightly in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the remaining eight centipedes.

At this moment, one of them was hit by a barrage of bullets and was covered in wounds.

It was struggling to break free of the chains and attack Chen Wenjin and the others.

Even though they are huge, they are not strong enough to break an iron chain as thick as a bowl.

Before Cheng Feng had much time, the centipede's attack followed.

Perhaps out of respect for the coffin of the King of Wannu, the centipede merely opened its massive mouth and lunged at Cheng Feng.

It did not press its massive body down on top.

Cheng Feng reacted quickly, leaping forward and kicking the centipede in the jaw.

The powerful force caused the centipede to tilt its head back slightly, and Cheng Feng took the opportunity to turn halfway around.

The short sword in his hand pierced the centipede's throat.

With a soft thud, Cheng Feng used his arm to pull the short sword still inside the centipede's body and flipped it over to the other side of the centipede.

The intense pain caused the centipede to struggle wildly, its head slamming violently against the coffin.

At the same time, as it struggled, a large amount of brown liquid gushed from the wound, sizzling as it fell to the ground.

It appeared to be extremely corrosive; Cheng Feng dodged the falling liquid as if dancing on a knife's edge.

He also trimmed the legs of a centipede while he was at it.

Chen Wenjin and his team also made a gain; the centipede that had been targeted by the concentrated fire gained dozens of kilograms in weight and finally passed away.

It's in a terrible state; its head is practically filled with bullets.

"Cheng Feng, we're running low on bullets!"

As Cheng Feng dodged the attack of a centipede, he heard Chen Wenjin shout.

Before he could respond, he first swung his sword and cut off dozens of the centipede's legs, then rushed to the belly of another centipede in two steps.

He stabbed him in the side with his sword, and in the process, he also cut a large gash in the side.

The centipedes were furious, but they couldn't do anything about Cheng Feng, who kept jumping around among them.

For Cheng Feng, their attacks were too one-dimensional, and they were also tethered, posing no threat whatsoever.

Soon Cheng Feng realized that the gunfire had completely stopped, presumably because they had run out of bullets.

Without the threat of bullets, Cheng Feng's range of movement actually increased.

Amidst the admiring gazes of the crowd, Cheng Feng was lifted into the air, clinging to a gap in the shell of a centipede.

He leaped out with force from his waist and abdomen just as another centipede was about to bite him.

It landed steadily on the centipede's head, and the Fish Intestine Sword in its hand stabbed and slashed with the precision of an assembly line.

Then seize the opportunity to jump onto the head of another centipede.

It was easy to open up a new world for the two giant centipedes.

Although the centipedes that were inspired by Cheng Feng's idea didn't die immediately, they all struggled painfully.

They no longer had the strength or will to continue attacking Cheng Feng.

All that awaits them is the slow, painful passing of their lives.

Cheng Feng, like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, quickly finished off the remaining centipedes, leaving them all wounded.

Some had their pincers severed and could only hiss in pain; others had large gashes all over their bodies.

The worst part is that Cheng Feng completely removed one of the centipede's legs, leaving only a dozen or so lonely calves scattered all over its body.

Boom,

Cheng Feng landed steadily on the coffin lid of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, flicked his sword and shook off the liquid on the blade.

The last giant centipede behind him crashed down, its mangled body writhing helplessly on the ground.