Non-human Gene Complex

Relying on the ability to perceive mental power, it takes an average of five minutes to find a stone room.

And Lan Mu gradually discovered that the distribution of stone chambers is regular. After choosing three branches, there must be stone chambers nearby.

The large stone chambers were naturally used to hold slaves, so there must be a deep pit, but not every deep pit contained corpses.

Lan Mu found several slave stone chambers that were empty, presumably all the slaves who had been imprisoned were sacrificed.

In addition, there are small stone chambers where mountains of weapons are placed, such as bronze daggers, obsidian spears, bone bows and arrows, slings, and the like.

These things may be very important artifacts for archaeologists studying the Aztec civilization, and the patterns drawn on some shields may excite some scholars.

However, Lan Mu regarded it as rubbish, and fiddled with the bow and arrow. It was very light, and even the body of a lich could control the string, but the power was too weak.

The front end of the bone arrow was black, it should have been poisoned. It seems that the Aztec warriors pursued killing with poison, not shooting.

"It is said that the Aztecs were at their peak when they were destroyed by the Spaniards, but the level of civilization was still low..."

Lan Mu inspected the weapon arsenal for a while, then continued to look for the slave arsenal.

Unless the slave stone room is completely empty, there are at least fifty, or even more than eighty dead souls.

These dead souls were trapped in the stone room and dissipated extremely slowly, all of which made Lan Mu cheaper.

The dense black dead souls rushed towards Lan Mu, and all of them were sucked into his body.

The negative emotions of the souls of the slaves are particularly strong, and Lan Mu has to spend a lot of time stripping and sorting them out before they can be used to strengthen them.

"Fifty-four..."

"Seventy-one..."

"Sixty-six..."

"Hey! There are eighty-nine here..."

Unknowingly, an hour passed, and Lan Mu's soul strength reached 1520, and his perception range reached 152 meters.

After exploring several stone chambers in a row, Lan Mu finally perceived a vast space.

"Is it over?"

Lan Mu chose the correct path to advance, and perceived an area paved with gold.

"This should be Sivola? The Golden City... Really, even the floor is paved with gold..."

Walking to the edge of the cave, his vision suddenly widened. In his perception, there was a golden city in front of him...

Not a pyramid, not a golden vessel, but a real city of gold!

After seeing the weapons of the Aztecs, Lan Mu thought their technology was low, and he could perceive the golden road, golden house, golden pillar, golden pool, golden platform, golden ladder, golden statue... Lan Mu couldn't Without admitting it, their gold smelting technology has reached its peak.

Buildings made purely of gold bricks or poured with gold are everywhere, and anything you can find must be gold...

Golden chariots, carts, carriages...

Golden short swords, spears, giant hammers...

Pots, jars, bowls, cups, saucers of gold...

Golden statues of people, pumas, giant birds, war horses...

Although there is darkness everywhere, Lan Mu can see everything clearly in his spiritual perception.

It's not gold-plated or empty, it's a high-purity gold entity!

Is there any place in the world more rich than this?

Within the perception range of 152 meters, the entire town cannot be covered. This is a real living area!

Compared with the place where the slaves lived, the people living in the Golden City were suddenly N times higher.

"Unbelievable... where did the Aztecs get so much gold?"

"The gold reserves of the Federal Reserve cannot be used to build this golden city!"

Lan Mu jumped down from the entrance of the cave, felt the golden road down-to-earth, stepped on the golden steps, and walked into the city step by step.

As he goes deeper into the city, there is only one feeling, that is luxury...

After walking about two hundred meters, he found a pyramid.

It's a real pyramid! Each cornerstone is made of gold, up to 81 meters, and stacked by at least 1.6 million gold bricks.

What's even more astonishing is that the pyramid is surrounded by thick black dead souls, and the crows are crowded together, never going beyond the range of the pyramid.

Inside the pyramid is a hollow tomb, which is filled with all kinds of golden sacrificial objects, and a huge coffin stands in the center.

However, the entrance to the pyramid is not at the bottom, but from the top.

The moment Lan Mu stepped on the golden ladder, the souls of the dead were attracted by him and swarmed into his body.

"There seems to be a magnetic field on the surface of the pyramid that traps the souls of the dead..."

As Lan Mu climbed the pyramid step by step, he absorbed more and more dead souls, forming a black shadow stream.

When Lan Mu stepped on the golden platform at the highest peak of the pyramid, he had already collected more than five hundred dead souls.

"All slaves...and sacrificed slaves..."

"It's so cruel..."

Lan Mu learned through the incomplete memory of the dead souls that all these slaves were tortured to death.

Before the pyramid was completed, Aztec warriors kept escorting slaves to the pyramid. At that time, it was just an empty shelf with only a high platform for sacrifice.

The high priest stood on the high platform and shouted at an enshrined sacred vessel, and then the massacre began, and various cruel punishments fell on the slaves.

It is still simple to dig out the heart and lungs, burning with fire and biting by wild beasts, smashing the brain with a golden hammer and flogging to death...

The cruelty of ancient torture was beyond imagination. It is rumored that the Aztecs liked blood sacrifices, but this is no longer a blood sacrifice, it is a deliberate, deliberate and deliberate killing!

for what? Is it just because the 'God' likes it?

The bodies of slaves who died here were buried around the pyramids, and slaves were all buried under the golden floor.

The souls of the dead are trapped in the pyramid, which contains more negative emotions than the stone chamber.

Those in the stone chamber died of starvation and thirst, and these slaves were subjected to unbelievably cruel treatment before they died.

A series of negative emotions such as resentment, viciousness, despair, and pain impacted Lan Mu's heart.

Lan Mu froze on the golden platform for half an hour to strip away the noisy information.

"The Golden City was built on the corpses of countless slaves..."

"But...why do you deliberately torture and kill? Just because of the sacrifice?"

"All the slaves were sacrificed, who will build this city?"

Lan Mu's perception range has reached 210 meters, and he soon found the entrance to the high platform.

Lan Mu raised his withered palm, and the power of frost gushed out.

The cold current hit a golden god statue, and quickly knocked the statue down, revealing a hole like a patio.

The soul strength of more than 2,000 allows him to manipulate the power of frost well, but it is only limited to form changes.

As for the magical effect of changing properties, Lan Mu, who has no matching knowledge, cannot do it for the time being.

Lan Mu jumped down from the patio, his body lightly and slowly landed on the coffin.

Then he regretted it a little, because there were more dead souls inside the pyramid, and the inhalation of his brain made him stunned.

The almost endless negative emotions almost made him panic. Thinking about the five hundred dead souls who spent half an hour before, this time he made a rough count, and there were actually two thousand dead souls!

"Give me peace!"

The souls of the slaves attacked him viciously, and finally angered Lan Mu, and his mind sent out a shock, and immediately bounced the souls away.

With his hands raised high, Lan Mu guides another energy in his body - the power of darkness.

The soul of the dead was brought into the palm, and the power of darkness wrapped it tightly, binding it together to form a pure black ball of souls of the dead.

"The power of darkness doesn't just transform the human body into an undead...it can also be used to transform the undead?"

The souls of the dead are tightly imprisoned by the power of darkness, and they can be transformed with just one thought from Lan Mu.

As for what the transformation will be, Lan Mu still doesn't know, but he knows that the soul strength of 2,000 people is already comparable to his current soul strength. Once he transforms an unknown existence, even if he is a lich, he may not be able to control it.

"Save it for now, I can't absorb so much in one go..."