But his mother's last wish kept him wandering here and refused to leave, no wonder it caused the rat people to misunderstand.

The two left the cemetery and, under Sureluo's leadership, walked through a narrow tunnel and entered a slightly long trek.

Until two hours later, Xu Nan felt a slight wind and snow falling from the crack above his head.

A wind blows over.

Is this close to the surface?

According to Xu Nan's estimate, this place should be close to the zombie swamp.

"It's almost here." Erha turned around and reminded: "Be careful and be careful!"

Xu Nan nodded.

The two crossed an underground river and walked down again.

Along the way, Xu Nan saw many mysterious and strange runes and murals.

His expression became a little ambiguous.

He seemed to have guessed what he would encounter next.

This familiar symbol, as well as the figures of people who are celebrating from afar, and the strange singing of sings...

This is a gathering of blood worshipers!

"Long time no see."

Xu Nan actually felt a sense of intimacy.

After all, he still has a blood worshiper uniform!

But what made him a little curious was how the species of Blood Worshipers reproduced? The last batch was just wiped out by the aberrant, and this batch emerged again?

What are they gathering here for? Do they still want to get close to the seal of the zombie swamp? Are they not afraid of the curse of the God of Poverty?

With this idea, Xu Nan activated the invisible magic ball and slowly approached the past.
Chapter completed!