Chapter 78 Su Mu, Bronze Level 3

The three of them shuttled through the huge gap left by the stone wall and headed straight to the center. Along the way, they saw many bronze utensils used for ancient sacrifices, scattered on the ground at random.

Those bronze utensils were very broken and rusty, but Su Mu did not let them go, but carefully examined them. Although he had never seen a treasure, the bronze utensils that appeared in such a strange place might be a treasure.

However, it is not so easy to encounter a treasure. These bronze utensils are at most antiques, and have nothing to do with treasures. They do not have the power of law, and even break at the touch.

"There is a corpse here!" Yang Dongqing, who was in the front, suddenly stopped and stared at a black human-shaped object in the corner.

Su Mu stepped forward and poked it with a snakewood cane, and found that it was indeed a human corpse. The reason why it was charred all over was because the other party was scorched by flames.

They continued to move forward. The closer they got to the center, the more corpses there were. The strange thing was that the causes of death of these corpses were divided into two types. One was being burned to a charred corpse, and the other was having no flesh and blood on the body, only bones. And the bones still had signs of decay.

"Isn't this a place for sacrifice?" Yang Dongqing's face was solemn and fearful. The two corpses with different tragic conditions gave him a bad premonition.

"I heard that some people who believe in evil gods like to self-immolate to prove their piety. Could those bones have dedicated their flesh and blood to the evil gods?" The bald man trembled.

"Stop, there are people in the center of the square." Su Mu suddenly stopped in front of a stone wall. Behind the stone wall was the central square. He just heard a faint voice, and there was more than one person.

Yang Dongqing and the others were tense, and they carefully approached the edge of the stone wall, intending to see the situation in the square first.

"Three more unlucky guys."

"No need to hide, the three of you come out."

Several voices came from behind the stone wall.

Seeing that he was discovered, Su Mu simply stopped hiding and walked out from behind the stone wall with the two of them.

What came into view was an empty square, surrounded by a circle of huge stone pillars. The surface had been weathered, but traces of careful carving could be vaguely seen.

In the center surrounded by stone pillars, there was an altar as white as jade, and on the altar was a half-human-high statue.

The people who spoke before were leaning against the stone pillars. There were a total of eight people, seven men and one woman. Each of them had a faint murderous aura on their faces, and they were well-equipped. Some carried cold weapons, and some held guns.

The most striking thing was that all eight people were injured, three of them had large areas of burns, and the remaining five had rotten limbs, and the serious ones even exposed their white bones.

"Which company are you three from?" A burly man wearing a tight black vest and camouflage pants stared at Su Mu and the other two and asked.

The left hand of this sturdy man has been rotten for most of the time, and the white hand bones are faintly visible.

"Bronze Coffin." Su Mu said lightly.

The sturdy man frowned slightly: "Bronze Coffin again? I didn't expect that a newly established small company could recruit so many extraordinary people."

Again?

Yang Dongqing was stunned: "Have you seen other extraordinary people from Bronze Coffin?"

Before the sturdy man could answer, a shivering young Taoist priest in the corner quickly raised his hand: "Me, me, me! I am also from Bronze Coffin."

Yang Dongqing looked at the Taoist priest and found that he didn't know him at all.

Su Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the young Taoist priest carefully. He had a handsome face, wore a green Taoist robe, had a Taoist bun on his hair, and carried an ancient long sword on his back.

When he saw the long sword, he immediately confirmed the other party's identity.

"Yes, he is from Bronze Coffin." Su Mu's sudden voice made the Taoist priest happy.

"Fellow Taoist, did we know each other before? I didn't expect that you could recognize me after coming from the Unmemorable. Unfortunately, I don't remember you at all now."

Unmemorable? Is this the name of the little monster?

Su Mu shook his head: "I don't know you."

"Ah?" The Taoist's face paused: "Then how can you be sure that I am from the Bronze Coffin?"

"Because you are the only one carrying a long sword among the people present. I have seen sword marks on the dummy in the Bronze Coffin training room, but Murong Mengli has no impression of the sword marks. So I guess that there must be other people from the Bronze Coffin who entered the abandoned city area first. It's just because of the Unmemorable that Murong Mengli forgot you."

"What!?" The Taoist was shocked: "The boss actually forgot me. After I joined the company, I sent her flowers every day. Although she confiscated them, she couldn't forget me? Then my flowers were not sent in vain?"

For a moment, the Taoist was as if he had been hit hard and became dejected, just like the expression of Yang Dongqing when he was heartbroken before.

"Shut up!" The sturdy man shouted angrily: "No one wants to hear about your failed love history. If you can't find a way to break the curse, we will all die!"

The Taoist turned pale and dared not speak again, as if he was very afraid of the sturdy man.

At this time, the sturdy man said to Su Mu and the other two: "My name is Tie Feng, a bronze level 3 transcendent, affiliated with Lingshu Company founded by the second young master of the Murong family. I am the strongest among those present, and I will temporarily lead this makeshift team. How strong are you?

Don't think about hiding it. Now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. The moment you entered this sacrificial land, you were already targeted by the statue. Now we can only survive if we work together to find a way."

Statue of God?

Su Mu calmly glanced at the human-shaped statue on the altar. The statue was very strange, half black and half white, as if it was made of two completely different materials.

The black part was as ferocious as a demon, and the white part was as holy as a god. Both of them had four wings on their backs, also composed of black and white, which together made up eight wings. The gods and demons were pieced together into a whole, very much like the angels and fallen angels in mythology.

"Yang Dongqing, bronze level one." Yang Dongqing was the first to report his name and level.

When everyone heard bronze level one, they immediately showed disappointment. Obviously, they hoped to have some powerful allies.

The bald man trembled and said, "I... my name is Zhao Yongqiang, an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people didn't die at the hands of the unmemorable? Do you have a treasure?" The sturdy man Tie Feng stared at Zhao Yongqiang and asked. The sense of oppression like substance made Zhao Yongqiang tremble more and more. He waved his hand quickly: "No... no, he saved me."

Tie Feng followed Zhao Yongqiang's gaze and looked at Su Mu, with a scrutinizing look on his face.

Su Mu smiled slightly: "Su Mu, bronze level three."