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After-sales service for Article 98
After witnessing Cheng Feng's heroic act of slaying the giant centipede, the group walked towards the coffin of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
"Don't come any closer."
Cheng Feng loudly stopped them.
Chen Wenjin stopped in his tracks and saw several ammunition boxes suddenly appear on the black volcanic rock in front of them.
"Load your bullets, and then get out of the way!"
Although he didn't understand what Cheng Feng was worried about, he still had to load the bullets into the chamber.
Chinese people all suffer from the same ailment: a fear of insufficient firepower.
Even with a gun out of bullets, I felt empty inside.
Seeing that everyone had loaded their bullets, Cheng Feng shouted again, "You all stay back, I'll handle the rest myself."
The members of the Unloading Ridge Clan were always obedient, so they turned their attention to Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling.
Chen Wenjin gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Okay, be careful."
He then led everyone toward the bronze gate.
After Chen Wenjin and the others had gone far away, Cheng Feng looked down at the coffin at his feet.
"The old monster is quite patient. You could have lingered on for another ten years or so, but unfortunately, I've arrived."
Thinking this, Cheng Feng flipped over and jumped off the coffin.
Then, grabbing one corner of the coffin with one hand, he forcefully lifted it upwards.
The coffin lid, weighing several hundred kilograms, tumbled and flew down to the foot of the altar, landing on a centipede.
After waiting for a while, Cheng Feng found that there was still no movement inside.
After frowning, Cheng Feng gripped the Fish Intestine Sword and leaped onto the edge of the coffin.
The coffin of the King of Wannu was an unusual octagonal shape and was exceptionally large; it did not shake at all when it was bumped by a giant centipede.
Inside the octagonal coffin, a monster with a human body, a centipede tail, and twelve arms lay quietly.
It was enormous, over three meters tall, with twelve arms extending from its back.
A black metal mask was worn on its enormous head.
This mask is as large as the bronze masks from Sanxingdui, and it was cast from precious metals.
Below the waist is a six-meter-long worm-like body, similar to that of a centipede.
The insect has twelve legs, which, although fewer than those of a common centipede, are much thicker.
Meanwhile, its body is covered with carapace, which has a faint metallic sheen.
"It seems that this old monster knows that now is not the time for the ghost soldiers to pass through, and even if he gets up, he will not be able to enter the bronze gate."
Cheng Feng looked Wan Nu Wang up and down, who was pretending to be dead, and thought to himself.
King Wannu was waiting for the opportunity to reopen the bronze gate; he didn't have much time left.
Therefore, they will not choose to awaken now and use their remaining life force to kill Cheng Feng, a troublesome opponent.
He assumed Cheng Feng had come here for the treasure, so he was mentally prepared.
Even if Cheng Feng took away all the armor he had left, he would accept it.
Unfortunately, he made the wrong gamble. For Cheng Feng, the greatest treasure here was his life as the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
Cheng Feng had a lot of information and easily deduced why Wan Nu Wang was faking his death.
He immediately rolled his eyes and muttered, "I thought there might be some treasure in the tomb owner's coffin, but now it seems there's only a broken suit of armor left."
At this point, Cheng Feng spat out a disgusted look.
"How stingy! But since we're already here, this armor is worth at least a little money."
As he spoke, Cheng Feng jumped into the coffin and landed next to the head of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
Crouching down, Cheng Feng used the Fish Intestine Sword to pry open the large mask that was already embedded in the face of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
With a clang, the mask rolled to the side and hit the coffin, making a metallic clanging sound.
And the ugly, distorted face beneath the mask was also revealed.
Because of his symbiotic relationship with centipedes, King Wannu had all the characteristics of a centipede become like those of a human.
At this point, his face was no longer distinguishable in terms of features; the most striking feature was his mouthparts, which resembled those of a centipede.
Its eyes also look degenerated, and it has antennae on its head, making it look like a centipede monster that has only partially transformed into a human form.
"This is too ugly."
After whispering his thoughts, Cheng Feng swiftly thrust his Fish Intestine Sword down, aiming straight for the head of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
At the critical moment, Wan Nu Wang suddenly tilted his head, causing the Fish Intestine Sword, which was supposed to pierce between his eyebrows, to deviate.
Ultimately, the entire sword blade sank into the right brain of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
The King of Wannu was incredibly frustrated. He had given up his armor and mask, and he had even had to endure being called ugly.
And then you fucking slashed my face with a knife, that's just too much!
'Roar'
With a roar, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves rose from the coffin, and Cheng Feng was suddenly thrown out of the coffin by the force.
The Fish Intestine Sword was also pulled out of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves' head by following the force.
Those who had already run far away all turned to look at the coffin upon hearing the loud roar.
Then they saw Cheng Feng fly out, and the monster stand up from the coffin.
"That monster is the King of Ten Thousand Slaves?"
"That should be it. It seems that the Eastern Xia Kingdom regards the thousand-legged dragon as a totem because their leader is a giant centipede."
Chen Wenjin responded to Huo Ling's question in a soft voice.
As the two women were talking, Cheng Feng crashed into the edge of the altar from mid-air, and rolled several times.
After the impact subsided, Cheng Feng stood up and, wielding the Fish Intestine Sword, continued charging towards the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, who had just stepped out of the coffin.
As Cheng Feng approached, he leaped forward and kicked out.
Wan Nu Wang's stiff body prevented him from dodging, and he was immediately kicked back into the coffin.
"Since the coffin is already prepared, let's not waste it. Why run away when you're already dead?"
Cheng Feng's goal was clear: the head of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
His mask had already been removed beforehand, and the attack just now had left him at his last gasp.
With two strides, Cheng Feng had already stepped onto the coffin and arrived in front of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
In his final struggle, the dizzy and disoriented Wan Nu Wang swung his strong arm at Cheng Feng.
Cheng Feng slightly bent his knees and casually left the spot.
Boom! The bronze coffin was smashed and made a continuous buzzing sound.
At this moment, Cheng Feng opened his Ghost Eyes, and three four-meter-tall snake mothers appeared out of thin air, instantly suppressing the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
Taking this opportunity, Cheng Feng jumped onto Wan Nu Wang and quickly climbed onto his head.
He plunged a sword into the top of the head, then twisted the hilt to thoroughly stir the brain.
'Ding~ The mission to eliminate the King of Ten Thousand Slaves is complete.'
Do you want to claim the reward?
After hearing the system notification, Cheng Feng drew the Fish Intestine Sword and slowly stood up.
The four ghost mothers who had been merely observing stood quietly behind Cheng Feng. Fortunately, the octagonal coffin was large enough.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be enough room for them.
"Let's send the Serpent Mother away first. Getting too close to the Bronze Gate could cause problems with the Serpent God's power."
Thinking it over, Cheng Feng opened his Ghost Eye and sent the Ghost Mother back to the Imaginary Space.
After sheathing the Fish Intestine Sword, Cheng Feng leaped out of the coffin.
Chen Wenjin and the others, who were in the distance, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Cheng Feng emerge safely from the coffin.
Then they watched blankly as Cheng Feng lifted the coffin lid, which weighed nearly a thousand pounds.
They walked up to the coffin and covered it again for the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
"Why is Cheng Feng suddenly being so kind, even putting the coffin lid back on?"
Huo Ling said with a strange expression.
Chen Wenjin's lips twitched; she couldn't understand why her bedmate had such a peculiar thought process.
After closing the coffin lid, Cheng Feng clapped his hands.
Since he obtained animal affinity and the elixir of immortality one after another, Cheng Feng has found that his body is becoming more and more abnormal.
It seemed as if he was getting stronger all the time; this battle was far from his limit.
If the Yan Emperor totem were in its manifested state, Cheng Feng felt he could kick Wan Nu Wang's head to pieces.
Having settled the after-sales service, Cheng Feng then said:
"System, claim your mission reward."