Hua Ling was about to go down with her senior brothers to kill the enemy, but she was pulled back by Wu Hao.
She looked at Wu Hao in confusion, but Wu Hao said,""You won't be of any help even if you go.”
Hua Ling was good at picking herbs and healing injuries. Her skills were average. If she were to kill the dumplings, she would not be of much help.
It was better to let her protect herself. After the battle was over, she could treat more injured people. It would be more valuable.
As for himself, Wu Hao had no intention of going down to help.
He had come here to help them restrain the centipedes. He had no obligation to help them kill the zombies.
Moreover, Wu Hao could tell that these people should be able to deal with the dumpling army.
Although the dumpling soldiers looked scary, their limbs were stiff and their speed was slow. Although they held scimitars, they could not display their true combat strength.
In the face of the skilled strongmen and the warlords armed with foreign guns, these dumplings were actually at a disadvantage in terms of combat effectiveness.
Their only advantage was that they didn't feel pain, weren't afraid of being injured, and weren't afraid of death. Whether they were shot, slashed by swords, or even had their limbs cut off, it wouldn't affect their attacks.
As expected, the battle situation was just as he had expected.
Although these dumpling soldiers were terrifying in terms of numbers and momentum, as long as their heads were chopped off or shot in the head, they would lose their combat ability.
Therefore, the Xieling Gang and the Xiang soldiers only suffered a little loss at the beginning of the battle due to fear and panic, and more than ten people were injured or killed.
After understanding Zongzi's strength, he calmed down and quickly turned the situation around. He had the upper hand and the casualties were reduced to the lowest.
To put it bluntly, these dumpling soldiers were like wooden puppets. They looked good but were useless. They were not even as terrifying as the mutated poisonous centipede.
He could still bully weaklings, but when he encountered Xie Ling and the warlords, he could only be bullied.
Thus, Wu Hao looked at the battle for a while and stopped paying attention to it. He turned his head and began to study the altar.
Wu Hao felt that this altar wasn't that simple.
Why?
Because the mechanism at the bottom of the altar was too complicated.
One had to know that ancient mechanisms, especially those used in mausoleums, would not be too complicated. The simpler, the better.
This was because the mechanisms in the mausoleum needed to consider the issue of the validity period.
The more complicated and intricate the mechanism, the easier it was for it to malfunction over time!
Only the simplest mechanisms could be preserved for hundreds or even thousands of years before they could be used normally.
However, this altar was clearly not designed like this.
Although they couldn't see the inside, they could tell from the structure of the mechanism that its design was ridiculously complicated.
If it was just to trigger the mechanism to open the seven stone doors, there was no need for such a complicated design.
Unless it had other functions!
As Wu Hao thought about it, he walked down the altar and dragged a corpse that had unfortunately been hacked to death by a dumpling. He threw it on the altar and continued to bleed.
Hua Ling was baffled and asked,""Brother Wu, what are you doing?"
Wu Hao didn't even raise his head.”
Fresh blood flowed into the gaps of the mechanism, and the mechanism was not triggered again until it was completely drained.
Wu Hao then dragged two more corpses over to let them bleed.
The blood of the two corpses was sucked clean by the mechanism, but the mechanism still did not react.
Wu Hao dragged two more corpses up and continued to bleed.
He had a reason for doing so.
First of all, he was certain that the mechanism inside the altar was triggered by fresh blood.
In ancient times, sacrifices, especially blood sacrifices, would sometimes use a large amount of blood.
Therefore, there was a possibility that this mechanism had two layers.
A small amount of blood could only trigger the mechanism on the upper level.
Only when there was enough blood could the deeper mechanisms be triggered.
Wu Hao was trying to verify this possibility.
When the blood of the eighth corpse was drained, a cracking sound came from the altar.
Wu Hao was delighted. The mechanism at the bottom of the altar started to move again!
Success!
As expected, there was not enough blood to trigger the deeper mechanisms.
"It's really activated again!" Hua Ling was also pleasantly surprised.”
"But will there be any more danger?"”
"Probably not." Wu Hao shook his head.”
He was betting that the shallow mechanisms were used to prevent theft, while the deeper mechanisms were used to open the entrance to the underground palace.
This speculation was both in line with conspiracy theories and logical.
After all, no one was as talented as him to think of the possibility of a two-layered mechanism.
No one would kill eight people in a row just to see if there was a possibility of triggering this mechanism at a deeper level.
Wu Hao pulled Hua Ling and took two steps back. He looked at the altar mechanism that had been activated again warily.
Along with the sound of a dark yellow mechanism rotating, the altar slowly sank into the ground, revealing a slanted staircase.
Wu Hao heaved a sigh of relief.
This should be the place!
There was a high possibility that this flight of stairs led to the underground palace!
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